As Zhou Xing said, Wu Lai cooked everything in accordance with the recipes and the way described in the tutorials. He was meticulous and did not have the slightest bias. It was precisely because of his meticulousness that the dishes he cooked were the same as those in the textbooks. He did not adjust the taste himself and did not look for a better way.

When Wu Lai's work came out, Zhou Xing didn't even move his chopsticks, saying, "brother, you really have a unique advantage in cooking, and your talent is also very good. However, what you lack now is spirituality and the number of times you study. If you're right, after you learned these dishes from the recipe, you didn't use your own way to experience and transform them."

Wu Lai nodded, "I just learned these dishes from the menu, and I don't have much time to study them myself."

"Then you can try it. You can adjust the taste a little bit, not according to the weight on the menu. Or, you can taste it yourself. What do you think is worse?" Zhou Xing pointed to the prepared dish and said.

Wu Lai nodded.

He tasted a lot when he was on Longhu Mountain, and he also tried to change a little, but with little effect.

When Wu Lai began to taste, Zhou Xing said again, "for different people, you have to make different dishes. This is what chefs must learn. The tastes in the recipes belong to the public. They are really good, but if they are put on the table, sometimes they will be unsatisfactory."

"For example, old Tianshi and I are both old, so the taste of this dish should be more suitable for the elderly, a little lighter, so the ingredients should be reduced, and the coordination between ingredients should be used to a greater extent to complement each other, so as to give full play to the taste and efficacy of the ingredients themselves."

"You should also deal with the problems of the guests' teeth. As a chef, you should not only make delicious dishes, but also make delicious dishes that make everyone happy and comfortable to eat."

Hearing Zhou Xing's words, Wu Lai's eyes lit up. He said why he seemed to have found a clue when he was on Longhu Mountain before, but he never knew what it was. Now Zhou Xing said this, he immediately reacted!

Young people and adults can naturally eat without taboos, and even love heavy tastes. But the older they are, the less they can eat these. This is why they have risen to the state banquet. The cuisine is mainly Huaiyang cuisine. Even Sichuan cuisine is just a boiled cabbage when it comes to the state banquet.

Because the taste is too heavy, it is not suitable for the elderly!

The so-called chef should not only be able to cook, but also observe. What he lacks now is observation.

"I'll try again." Wu Lai turned and returned to the stove.

Zhou Xing smiled, looked at the old master beside him, picked up his chopsticks and said, "old master, don't you try?"

"Old Taoist, I'm old and can't eat this kind of dish with heavy taste, can't I?" The old master looked at him and said with a smile.

Zhou Xing was stunned and hurriedly said, "old master, I'm just making an analogy. Don't care."

"Of course I don't care." The old master shook his head, picked up his chopsticks and tasted them. He sincerely said, "no matter you or little benefactor Wu, this cooking skill is incomparable to those disciples on Longhu Mountain!"