These chefs are very arrogant. If the person in front of them is the boss who comes to assign them some tasks or explain some things, then they can accept it. But the so-called boss is such a young person who comes to teach them how to cook, which makes these chefs a little unconvinced.
"You are all famous chefs in the industry. Your existence is the core of this hotel. I believe you in the cooking skills, but there are some things to be explained."
Liu Bang, as a chef from other hotels, is also the leader of these people. He is the head chef of this kitchen and stands in the front of these cooks.
"Just tell us what you want to tell us. Many of these people are my old subordinates. I will tell them what you say and let them do it."
Listening to Liu Bang's words, Lin Yuan nodded and then looked at the chefs: "you should have heard that this hotel focuses on medicinal food. That is to say, on top of the technology of these food materials, we should also add the medicinal food powder I developed. If we add these medicinal food powder, the taste and quality will go up a lot."
Of course, many cooks know that this hotel focuses on medicated food, but many people also know more about medicated food. Many good food ingredients will not add Chinese medicine, because the taste of Chinese medicine is always strange, which will destroy the original taste of food ingredients.
"I said, boss, I don't mean that I don't believe you. I just want to delete this thing. Everyone knows something about it. It's really not good to add those things. The taste is definitely not acceptable. Some people will accept it, but most people won't accept it."
One of them can stand up and say his own ideas directly, and his ideas also represent the ideas of many people.
Looking at the proud cook, Lin Yuan was quite happy. A person should have the ability to be proud. It seems that these people in front of him are really capable people.
"Well, let's make a bet. Let's make the same dish. You can make it at your normal level. I'll add my medicated meal powder. Then let's judge who tastes better."
A listen to Lin Yuan's words, the cook suddenly came to strength, also pick next eyebrow, very disdainful look to Lin Yuan this boss.
He is the boss. He is what he says, but he has been cooking for 20 or 30 years. He is confident that he can easily kill the young man in front of him.
"I said, boss, would I bully you too much?" The Cook said with a smile.
"If you don't have anything to do, just come here. It's mainly to let you know what the efficacy of this medicated diet is, what is medicated diet, and its taste." Lin Yuan responded.
"Isn't that right, boss?" One side of Liu Bang in a low voice and Lin Yuan finished, a glance, let the cook honest.
Lin Yuan smile, shook his head, picked up the apron on the side, tied on his waist.
At this time, sitting on the sofa not far away, Bai Lu was watching Lin Yuan compete with the cook. He picked up his mobile phone and prepared to record all this.
What they despise is a home-made dish, fried mutton with scallion. This dish is Lin Yuan's favorite. As long as the powder is added, the taste will be much better than before. It's also Lin Yuan's very confident dish.
Lin Yuan is quite skilled in cooking oil, cutting prepared mutton and other seasonings. He is also handy in operation. The most important thing is that when he makes these things, his technique is neat, which makes the cooks next to him shine in front of his eyes.
Especially when you wave a kitchen knife, even the chefs in front of you are very ashamed of their skill. Some people even evaluate their skill and feel inferior.
Lin Yuan doesn't care about these things, nor does he care about the eyes of the people around him. When he focuses on his work, he never cares about how the outside world views it. He just cares whether he can do these things well.
The cook in the competition is not a vegetarian. It doesn't take much effort to make a home-made dish. After more than ten minutes, the two people's dish is out of the pot.
But from the taste, the cook has lost. From the moment Lin Yuan lifted the lid of the pot, a strong fragrance came to his nose. The smell is very strange, and the most important thing is that it is not strange at all. Even people who are full of food will arouse their appetite after smelling the smell.
Two dishes of the same dish in front of the chef, Lin Yuan is very confident to stand beside, but the test of the cook, at this time is showing a trace of wry smile.
He didn't expect Lin Yuan to be so professional in cooking. As a boss, it's not easy to make the dishes like this. What's more important is that the taste of his dishes has completely surpassed himself.
"Later, let's have a taste and give some advice!" Lin Yuan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.
At this time, the chefs began to move their chopsticks. When they added up the mutton on on Lin Yuan's plate, their eyes suddenly lit up.Even as like as two peas, the chef is quite impressed that this is a very simple home dishes that are filled with mutton. From the material to the food, Lin Yuan and the cook are exactly the same. There is no change at all. But after he joined the medicine and meal, the taste would have changed so much.
After adding the powder to be deleted, the fried mutton with Scallion has a fragrance. Originally, this dish should have some greasy, but with the addition of this powder, the mutton was slowly rejected by the public, and the greasy feeling disappeared.
People's special fragrance flows slowly between their noses, and people's appetite is also very high.
"Are these powders really traditional Chinese medicine? Didn't you take part in the others? " While enjoying the delicious food, Liu Bang suddenly thought of a word, dark cuisine!
There are a lot of cooks, especially those with very high technology. When the level of cooking reaches the bottleneck, many people choose to take the lead and add some shady condiments to make a breakthrough.
These condiments will do great harm to people's health, but they do taste better than ordinary materials. Once upon a time, there was a real case. It was said that a barbecue shop, as long as people who had eaten his barbecue would become irresistible, and they would feel uncomfortable if they didn't eat. I miss you when I don't eat for two days.