Chapter 575: Zheng Guangyao, Panic! [Asking for a Monthly Pass]

Zheng Guangyao walked over with three shakes.

He just paid attention to those apprentices and grandchildren, and didn't pay attention to Xu Zhuo's operation.

But if you don't pay attention, you don't pay attention, you don't need to look at it to know the results of this competition, can fried cold skin be compared with my dry fried beef river in Guangdong?

Absolutely impossible.

Zheng Guangyao plans to talk about the pot gas based on the dry fried beef river made by fried liangpi and a few apprentices.

This is also a point that all Cantonese chefs like to emphasize.

Hmph! Didn't Xu Jimin always say that Lu cuisine is the strongest cuisine? Let him take a good look today, even his grandson doesn't know how to cook, how can he say with a calm face that Lu cuisine is the strongest.

Cantonese cuisine is the strongest cuisine of Chinese food!

And I, Cheng Kuan Yew, am the best chef in Cantonese cuisine.

That's why I'm the first person in Chinese food!

He has coveted this title for a long time, and when his career is about to end, he can finally put this title on his head openly.

And through the comparison with Xu Jimin, this title can also be justified.

I have talked to a few old guys last night, and we will settle this matter together in a while, so that even if I say goodbye to the kitchen world, I can leave a legend.

Human life is nothing more than the word fame and fortune.

Now money doesn't appeal to him anymore.

Only fame and honor can make you energetic.

When he had just watched a few apprentices operate, Zheng Guangyao had already finished the draft.

In fact, there is no need to write a belly, because over the years, I have been interviewed countless times by various media, and countless food documentaries have been made.

What to say and what not to say, he knows better than anyone else.

However, it was the first time to speak in front of so many peers, and it was a group of people whose cooking skills were on par with his own, and he was slightly excited.

Although this is the last time he will stand in Zheng Yue Building, the restaurant he founded himself.

And I don't know which nursing home I will live in in the future.

But at this moment, he didn't think about it that much.

This is the highlight of his life, and he must enjoy the process.

At the very least, you have to get the title of the first person in Chinese food.

In this case, no matter how you live in the future, you will die without regrets in this life anyway.

At this moment, his heart was surging and he thought a lot.

Glancing at the dishes made by Xu Zhuo, Zheng Guangyao smiled in his heart.

What kind of styling is this?

As for the head of the Buddha?

He was about to use this as a starting point to criticize the northern chef, but suddenly he was stunned again.

Oh, no!

This......

This seems to be the way to put the crispy dry fried beef river.

This kind of posture is very uncommon, and it has only appeared in film and television dramas.

However, it cannot be denied that this method is not only pleasing to the eye, but also convenient to clamp, and can intuitively taste the pot gas.

How is this kid ......

Something is wrong.

At this time, Zheng Guangyao can be regarded as attaching importance to Xu Zhuo, a young man.

He took a look at the dry fried beef river made by a few apprentices, and then looked at the fried cold skin made by Xu Zhuo.

Some couldn't believe their eyes.

Because the fried cold skin made by Xu Zhuo not only sells well, but also the fragrance seems to be stronger.

He panicked.

Yes, panicked.

After a long time of drafting, I even thought about how to slap Xu Jimin's face.

Outcome......

As a result, the fried cold skin made by this kid just pressed a few apprentices' dry fried beef river.

If it's barely one line higher, forget it.

But this fried cold skin is obviously a lot higher.

Even if you start to make dry fried beef by yourself, you can only reach the same level.

It's not that he's exaggerating, it's mainly that the system is awesome.

The D-grade dishes given by the system are generally 10 to 15 years of experience, while the C-grade dishes are 20 to 30 years of experience.

Now the fried cold skin that Xu Zhuo got is already the highest level of fried cold skin.

There are very few chefs who can reach this point.

Unless you only cook this dish and cook it for thirty years in a row, it is possible to surpass Boss Xu's current level.

But chef, how can he only cook one dish?

So now this situation is a bit inexplicable.

The most entangled is Zheng Guangyao, not only can he not speak with a prepared stomach, but also affects him to get the title of the first person in Chinese food.

After all, Xu Zhuo suppressed the elites of Cantonese cuisine with a fried cold skin, and it is a little shameless to say that Cantonese cuisine is stronger than Lu cuisine.

Although Zheng Guangyao is quite thick-skinned, he can't do such a thing.

So......

He can only boast about his clumsiness now.

The people sitting in the audience didn't understand what was wrong with Zheng Guangyao, seeing a few finished dishes, his face actually changed several times, what was the situation?

Dai Zhenting coughed lightly and motioned for Zheng Guangyao to hurry up.

These things are very particular about the pot gas, and the taste will change after more than three minutes of cooking.

I can't be stunned anymore.

"Hehe, Lao Zheng is dumbfounded, you make you look down on our northern cuisine, does your face hurt now?"

The old man sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, took a sip of hot tea with a teacup, and looked at Zheng Guangyao on the stage, not to mention how comfortable he was.

Not only was he in a good mood, but even Zhao Jinma and Feng Weiguo also had a light on their faces.

The two of them are not only northern chefs, but also Xu Zhuo's elders, so it is an honor to see that Xu Zhuo can actually overpower Zheng Guangyao's apprentices.

Although Yu Peiyong didn't laugh, he was in a very happy mood.

This kid really gives himself a long face for this group of old men.

I don't know how Xu Jimin taught this guy, it's too eye-catching.

"Oh, it's really worthy of Jimin's grandson, this child's craftsmanship really doesn't have to be said, I'll taste it for you first. ”

Zheng Guangyao took chopsticks and tasted the fried cold skin made by Xu Zhuo, and was completely speechless.

Not only the taste and texture, but also the aroma, are just right.

It was perfect!

The master he selected from one or two hundred apprentices originally thought that this matter was nine out of ten.

As a result, I didn't expect to be disrupted by this kid.

I wouldn't have called him if I had known, wouldn't it be better to find a few juniors brought by other people to perform at random.

Well, now it's a bit harder to ride a tiger.

He laughed dryly: "It tastes really good, if you are interested, you can come up and taste it, child, I'm really happy for your grandfather." ”

After speaking, he also pretended to pat Xu Zhuo's arm.

Well, I wanted to pat me on the shoulder, but I couldn't reach it.

Xu Zhuo smiled, feeling that after pretending to be forced, he should be able to go down.

Now standing on the stage and being stared at by a group of old men, I feel a little uncomfortable, especially when Zheng Guangyao praises the good taste of his cooking, the eyes of the old men in the audience suddenly look like idiots.

This look made Xu Zhuo's heart furious.

I couldn't help but take two steps back, the boy is out and about, but he must protect himself.

As a result, as soon as he was about to go down, Zheng Guangyao said again: "But although it tastes good, this is a staple food after all, not a stir-fried dish." Our best Cantonese cuisine is actually stir-fried, I don't know if Xiao Xu wants to talk to them......"

Xu Zhuo stopped.

Well?

Don't think your face hurts enough?