"Chef Zhang, Cai Shishen has his choice. What are you talking about?"
A young man in the private room with a Sichuan food plate on his chest looked at chef Zhang and said with a smile: "I heard that when the last fish King Zhang was in charge of the state banquet, the big boss of Shandong cuisine had to be his grandson. If you let him know that you said his fish King soup was broken fish soup, I don't know if you would break your leg with crutches!"
"What do you mean..." Looking at the young man in front of him, chef Zhang was a little angry.
"It's not interesting. I just think that Chinese Shandong cuisine is excellent. But how did the sweet and sour carp and yipinxian Taiji tofu become like this? Now even local people don't eat these famous Chinese dishes. They cheat foreigners with high prices, but no one is a fool. It's hard to make ten famous Chinese dishes at this level A joke
"What do you want? There's only Mapo Tofu and fish flavored shredded pork in Sichuan cuisine. Is there anything else you can do?"
"What's wrong with Mapo Tofu? Mapo Tofu is still one of the top ten famous dishes. We can sell Mapo Tofu all over the world. Do you have the ability of Shandong cuisine?"
For chef Zhang's clamour, the young people who represent Sichuan cuisine don't care at all. After all, they have already passed one of the top ten famous dishes, so they can naturally choke each other.
"Damn it
Chefs also eat with knives, and their temper is also very hot. Listening to the young people's reaction, chef Zhang's face is red and his neck is thick. He looks like he's going to chop each other with knives.
"Come on, what are you arguing about? People say that eating can enhance feelings, but I can't see it!"
At this time, the middle-aged man who was slowly making tea in the teahouse slowly got up and walked over. He respectfully handed Cai Lan a cup of tea to the God of food and said with a smile: "both of you are the inheritors of the eight major cuisines of China. You are also people with identity and status. There is no need to be laughed at for such a thing!"
"Hum..." Hearing what he said, chef Zhang gave a cold hum. Although they still didn't like it, they were not so hostile to him just now.
"Mr. Yan, you're welcome. I'm just here to visit the descendants of the Zhang family, and I'll let you take time out of your busy schedule. It's really hard work!" Looking at the tea handed by the middle-aged man, Cai Lan narrowed her eyes and laughed, calmly took the tea and drank it down.
The man in front of us is the son of the Yan Family in Qingzhou. The Yan family is the sponsor of this event. For this rich and powerful local snake, people are more polite.
"It's not easy for Cai Shishen to come to Qingzhou. Our Yan family, as the host, will treat you well. But we Yan always said that if we don't treat you well, I won't let you go back!"
The man laughed, then looked at his watch and said, "Zhang Liya, I sent someone to inform him when I first came here. I didn't expect that I'm still putting on airs now. It's really inappropriate to put you here like this!"
"Hum, he is the imperial chef of his ancestors and the descendant of Master Zhang. Naturally, this shelf will be ready!" Chef Zhang sneered.
"No harm, I guess I'm busy. A good meal is not afraid to be late!"
Compared with the angry chef Zhang, Cai Lan's city hall is still smiling and says, "I'm looking forward to this legendary fish King soup now."
Just then, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside. Zhang Liya, with a new look, came slowly with the waiter.
"Leah, you've gone too far. You're baking me on the fire!"
Seeing the girl's arrival, Mr. Yan pretended to be angry and said: "Cai Shishen and the inheritors of your cuisine are all the people who come out of Haojiang and the mainland. It's very nice of you to come to the VIP Building all the way. You are not only the master, but also the owner of the restaurant. It's too much for you to stay in the private room for such a long time! ”
"I'm really sorry. I apologize for that!"
Being said by President Yan, Zhang Liya bowed to everyone and said, "there was something wrong with the back kitchen just now. In order to ensure that the purest fish King soup will be sent to you this time, I stare at it behind. I can't leave for a moment. Please forgive me!"
Chef Zhang sneered, looked at the girl and said, "the purest king fish soup, ha ha I'll see! "
"This is the descendant of Master Zhang, the chef of the state banquet."
Unlike chef Zhang, who looks disdainful, Cai Lan, known as the God of food, is very interested in Zhang Liya.
"Hello, uncle CAI. My name is Mr. Zhang Shizhang
"Good, good!"
Cai Lan looked at the girl, nodded her head with a smile and said, "when I was young, I had the honor to meet Mr. Zhang in Diaoyutai State Guesthouse once. That time, I had the honor to drink the fish King soup made by Mr. Zhang himself. The taste made me remember a Jiazi."
"It's a great honor for the Zhang family to make Cai Shishen unforgettable." Zhang Liya said with a smile."Mr. Zhang, you're welcome! The Yuwang soup that I tasted at the beginning is really delicious. It's not too bad to make a detour for three days. This time I heard that among the candidates of the top ten famous dishes is Zhang's Yuwang soup. I'll try to appreciate the delicious Yuwang soup again. If Zhang can always give me this opportunity, it's my honor! "
It can be seen that Cai Lan, the Haojiang God of food, is really worried about the fish King soup of the Zhang family. It is full of expectations that a gourmet can miss the delicious food for 60 years.
"This time, it must be Cai Shishen's wish."
If Zhang Liya had doubts about Yuwang soup before, then since Ye Feng's hand, she has been full of confidence in the judges of this conquest.
"Oh Looking at the girl so confident, Cai Lan is also slightly surprised.
After all, he has been disappointed by many domestic dishes. Nowadays, people generally don't have the perseverance and perseverance as they used to. Many famous dishes have lost their original taste or even lost their original taste because there are no skilled chefs. Just like Quanjude's roast duck and Tianjin Wei's Goubuli steamed stuffed bun, they are hard to match under the reputation.
Among them, chef Zhang of Shandong cuisine has a special feeling about the level of his own people. This time, most of the top ten famous dishes in China can't meet Cai Lan's requirements. Most of them need to rely on reputation and market.
"Since Mr. Zhang is so confident, we'll wait and see!" One side of Yan always surprised to see the girl, clearly last time she was not so confident, but still gently nodded to her.
"Well, please take your seats!"
Soon, Zhang Liya clapped her hands behind her. The waiter, Sister Zhang, got up and gave an order to the outside. A group of people came in and there was a golden vessel on the tray in each person's hand.
"I think you're here to taste our Zhang family's fish King soup. Since there's so little gossip, let's just start!"
Zhang Liya nodded to the people seated, then reached out and opened the lid on the table.
"Oh
Seeing the things in the tray, the people were surprised and widened their eyes.