After tasting a bowl of wonton noodles, Sikong Yao's heart is indescribably comfortable, as a supper, it is just right, fat but not greasy three-seven pork, plus refreshing noodles, sweet and delicious soup, it is really unforgettable, and unconsciously full of vitality.

Although it is delicious, but in addition to being delicious, Sikong Yao couldn't help but be confused: "This wonton is really delicious, but I always feel that there is something ...... it."

Although this is not a good thing to say, Mu Zixi also understands that if he uses such a bowl of noodles to fight Wu Siyuan, he will definitely lose.

Sikong Yao further said: "It's not the problem of the ingredients, but I think there's always something missing in this bowl of noodles." ”

"Doesn't it taste good?" Mu Zixi frowned slightly, he had thought about this question for a long time, what should be done to further enhance the deliciousness of wonton noodles.

Sikong Yao pondered for a long time, and finally denied it: "It shouldn't be a matter of taste, from the perspective of taste, it is infinitely close to a full score, but it is precisely this that limits the upside of this bowl of noodles." ”

Mu Zixi was also silent, what Sikong Yao said was indeed reasonable, in fact, with Mu Zixi's current technology, the wonton noodles he made were almost impeccable, even if he chose the best ingredients to cook, it was only barely a little higher in height, just like the capacity of a container was already like that, no matter how good the gems were used to decorate it, the volume of the things contained in it would not be improved much.

In other words, this bowl of wonton noodles is saturated. It has reached a point where it is impeccable, but it is precisely this that makes it seem so inadequate.

Because there is nothing to be picky, in other words, there is nothing to improve, that is to say, the height of this bowl of noodles has reached the upper limit, but this upper limit is not enough for Mu Zixi to win in this game.

However, the key to breaking through this shackle has never been captured by Mu Zixi.

Mu Zixi sighed and said: "A bowl of authentic wonton noodles, the trinity of wonton noodles and soup, Gu Xuanfang has inherited the craftsmanship for nearly ten years. I really can't think of anything that could be improved. Besides, I cook this kind of thing. It's like sailing against the current, and if you get bored with a certain taste, the dish will also decline. ”

With Mu Zixi's sentimentality. Sikong Yao's heart suddenly trembled. The knot in her heart, which had been puzzled her, opened at this moment. Sikong Yao exclaimed: "I understand, where is the defect in this bowl of noodles!" ”

Hearing Sikong Yao's words, Mu Zixi was also shocked. Hurriedly asked, "What do you know?" ”

Sikong Yao nodded and said, "The problem with this bowl of noodles is that his taste is too authentic. ”

"What? Too authentic? Mu Zixi frowned, is there something wrong with the authentic taste?

Sikong Yao responded: "Although I have never eaten authentic Hong Kong-style wonton noodles, from this bowl of noodles, I can also feel the indescribable deliciousness." However, it is precisely the same as the taste, which stifles the desire for a better taste. ”

"Uh......" Mu Zixi said a little sneeringly, "Can you make it clearer?" ”

Sikong Yao further said: "Because you are a cook, you can't understand the mood of the diners, you just need to empathize with it." If you're a diner, do you want to eat the best food, or do you want to eat something with a little regret? ”

Mu Zixi frowned, and replied without thinking: "Of course it's the best, with the same price and service level, where would anyone like to eat poor food?" ”

Sikong Yao explained: "Having said that, in reality, this is not the case. ”

Mu Zixi was puzzled: "Why do you say this? ”

Sikong Yao said: "The so-called prosperity and decline is this truth, once the taste of a certain restaurant reaches its peak, it will inevitably usher in a decline. Although the food served in the restaurant is the best, for the guests, they also eat the best texture and taste every time, but it is precisely because of this that their expectations and illusions about the food also fade, that is, the marginal utility is reduced. ”

"Marginal utility?" Mu Zixi really didn't understand the word that Sikong Yao said.

Sikong Yao smiled awkwardly: "This is what I learned at the beginning of the management department, the so-called marginal utility, that is, the satisfaction of the same thing for people will decrease with the increase of quantity. For example, if you are very thirsty and the weather is very hot, do you want to drink cold Coke? ”

Mu Zixi nodded without thinking, this is an inevitable thing.

Sikong Yao said again: "Okay, if I give you a bottle of Coke at this time, you will think that this bottle of Coke is the best, and then I will give you a second can?" Then there is the third and fourth cans, and when you can't drink it, will you still think this bottle of Coke is good? ”

"Hmm......" Mu Zixi hesitated for a moment and responded: "No, I already felt a little disgusting at that time." ”

Sikong Yao hurriedly nodded and said: "That's the truth, although Coke is still Coke, it will lead to the decline of its status in people's minds as the number increases." But the taste of Coke itself has been unchanged and good, and this is the problem. ”

Mu Zixi suddenly realized, and he couldn't help but be stunned: "In other words, the perfect cuisine will not make the guests happy?" ”

Sikong Yao nodded, but he was not entirely sure, and said, "Part of it, although the perfect dish is not as extreme as Coke, but as the guests consume again and again, their longing for that taste will also decrease, and due to the lack of anticipation and excitement, they gradually give up their enthusiasm for this kind of cuisine." In other words, your wonton noodles are too authentic, causing guests to lose room for fantasy. ”

Mu Zixi felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't expect that it would be a mistake for a restaurant to serve the best food.

Sikong Yao shook his head and said: "I don't say that your wonton noodles are not good, but I just say that the psychological changes of the diners, instead of serving the same perfect dish every time, it is better to change the pattern little by little, although there may be flaws, but it can make the guests taste fresh, I think this is the problem with your bowl of wonton noodles." ”

Mu Zixi had already come to his senses and said, "So, this trinity wonton noodles ...... Want to change? ”

Sikong Yao nodded and said, "Yes, it must be changed, and it must come up with enough eye-catching gimmicks to win." ”

Mu Zixi took a deep breath, it is not a simple matter to change the recipe that has been passed down over the years, once the selection and use of materials are changed, it means the replacement of tastes, then the integration between ingredients and ingredients will be a big problem.

"In such a short period of time, I'm afraid I can't do it......" Mu Zixi said with some embarrassment.

Sikong Yao also knew that this innovation was indeed difficult for some strongmen, after all, under the current circumstances, the wonton noodles cooked by Mu Zixi would limit his development to a large extent.

After pondering for a moment, Sikong Yao looked at the bowl of wonton noodles, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said in surprise: "Why is this noodles mushy......

Mu Zixi also set his eyes on the bowl of noodles, because those egg noodles had been soaked in the soup for a long time and had lost their original taste and turned into batter after inhaling a lot of water.

"Wonton noodles must be eaten hot, and they will paste after a long time, which is not only wonton noodles, but also the basic law of noodles." Mu Zixi explained to Sikong Yao that the noodles should be eaten while they are hot, which is a truth that everyone knows.

However, in the face of this iron law, Sikong Yao denied it: "Wrong! You'd be wrong to think so. ”

Mu Zixi was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

Sikong Yao explained: "You have to understand that this time you are going to have a halberd duel with Wu Siyuan, then it is not the guests who taste the wonton noodles, but the judges." The guests will finish the wonton noodles as soon as they are served, so the taste of the noodles will always be consistent, but for the judges, you can't know when they want to taste it. ”

Faced with the new problem, Mu Zixi was even more confused, how could Sikong Yao say this, how did this bowl of wanton noodles that should have been perfect become so unbearable?

Sikong Yao suddenly sighed: "Work hard from noodles, right?" There should be some way to make noodles that won't stick even if they are soaked for a long time. ”

If you want to make noodles that will not be mushy, this is indeed difficult for Mu Zixi, although there are many techniques when cooking noodles to prevent the batter from falling, such as using a large pot, and then making special adjustments to the water level and temperature, etc., but the noodles are soaked in the soup for a long time but are not mushy, Mu Zixi really can't think of a way.

Seeing Mu Zixi's embarrassed expression, Sikong Yao also knew that his requirements seemed to be a bit difficult for a strong man, but if he wanted to make wonton noodles that could win in this duel, this was a shackle that had to be broken.

If you can't find a way to overcome this problem, then the chances of winning this game are really slim.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and in order to ease his emotions, Mu Zixi smiled again: "Forget it, leave this question to me to think about myself, it's not too early, and you shouldn't go back too late." The matter of Gu Xuanfang is left to me to deal with, after all, this is my own cooking group and restaurant, and I have the obligation to protect it. ”

Looking at Mu Zixi's somewhat lonely eyes, Sikong Yao's heart was not a taste, she thought about it, and suddenly said casually: "Actually, can you make noodles with ingredients that are not flour as raw materials, just like making fish noodles?" ”

Sikong Yao said it casually, but with such a sentence, it was true that the knot in Mu Zixi's heart was opened at this moment. (To be continued......)