Super mall system

Chapter 62 Take Me as Your Disciple

"I'm sorry, we have spent money to buy this pastry, and we thought it was not to our taste, so we spit it out, isn't it okay? According to what you mean, chef, do we have to grit our teeth and eat this?"

Although what the chef did was reasonable, how could Zhao Hao tolerate him talking about his generation of cooking god Mrs. Liu, and his face immediately turned cold.

"Ha ha."

A sly look flashed in Yang Wei's eyes, and he immediately realized that this was an opportunity.

An opportunity to hit Zhao Hao and attract Shen Mengyuan's favor.

Thinking of having such a peerless beauty like Shen Mengyuan, Yang Wei almost wept with joy, stood up immediately, patted on his more than 1 suits that could prove his noble status, and made a well-informed look The way said.

"Brother Zhao, although it seems that I have a little bit of a feud with this chef, I have to say something. I suspect that the most famous chef in Biyuan Pavilion is not very good, and he even vomited the fruits of his hard work. That's a little impolite at the table."

"That's right." The chef nodded, "My customer, if you don't like it, I can change it for you, but you just vomited my dishes on the table, isn't that a bit disrespectful?" Great."

"What are you doing, Chef Zhou?" A mature woman in professional women's clothing trotted in on high heels, called out to the chef, then turned around and bowed deeply to Zhao Hao and the others.

"I'm sorry, everyone. We will exchange this plate of five-spice cake for you later. We will punish Chef Zhou later. Please use it slowly."

"No, they can insult me, but they can't insult my work." Hearing what the manager said, Chef Zhou said dissatisfiedly.

With that appearance, he is a research fanatic.

Zhao Hao also saw something from his attitude.

This person should be a person who is obsessed with cooking and is relatively rigid.

Compared to a hypocrite, Zhao Hao still appreciates this kind of person, and he didn't make things difficult for him any more, he just said indifferently, "As for making this five-spice cake, my cousin naturally thinks it's not tasty, which means she can do better. It's delicious, if you don't believe me, you can ask her to make one and compare it with you."

"what?"

Except for Zhao Hao and Liu Niangzi, all the people present were in a dazed state.

Chef Zhou especially felt that his dignity had been violated.

I have been obsessed with cooking since I was 12 years old, and I have experienced more than 30 years of ups and downs in this industry, and I can't fill a room with awards, large and small.

And many of them are national awards, which are very important.

No one has ever said that the food I made by myself is not good.

But today, a woman in her 20s dared to spit out the cakes he made, and even challenged him, which is clearly looking down on his cooking skills.

"Hmph, just compare." With a muffled snort, Chef Zhou's eyes were extremely firm.

"Alright then." Mrs. Liu wiped her mouth and stood up, "Then I'll teach you how to make this spiced cake so delicious."

"Pfft." Yang Wei laughed, looking like he was enjoying the show, "Brother Zhao, let me remind you that all the chefs in Biyuan Pavilion are among the top ten in the national competition. My sister has an attitude of wanting to teach chefs all over the country to be chefs again, isn't it too arrogant."

"Are you arrogant?" Zhao Hao didn't even bother to look at Yang Wei.

If it can be called the sixth-ranked culinary skill in the history of Huaguo by the system, then Mrs. Liu's culinary skills cannot be faked. She must be a peerless genius that can only appear in the chef world for hundreds of years.

Isn't such a person qualified enough to say that the traditional Chinese dessert made by a restaurant chef is not delicious?

Contest?

The five-spice cake made by Mrs. Liu still beats that chef Zhou every minute?

Showing a relaxed smile that couldn't be relaxed, Zhao Hao stretched his waist and stood up, followed Mrs. Liu and the chef out.

"Zhao Hao, although I think your cousin should be able to make five-spice cakes, isn't it a bit too difficult to win against this chef?" In the back kitchen of Biyuan Pavilion, Shen Mengyuan frowned slightly, and whispered next to Zhao Hao road.

"It's okay, don't worry, my cousin's cooking skills are only a little weaker than mine."

"Oh." Shen Mengyuan's face showed two shallow dimples, "What else do you cook besides making instant noodles?"

"I can also cook instant noodles."

"Ah." As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Hao felt a pain in his waist, followed by Shen Mengyuan's big white eyes.

"I'm telling the truth, my cousin will definitely win."

"Hehe, what a cousin, why does she look older than you?"

"I look young." Zhao Hao didn't care about the short hair on his head, shook his head shamelessly, and then turned his attention to the competition between Mrs. Liu and Chef Zhou.

"Your culinary skills are generally not bad, but the most important problem is that you rely too much on some modern condiments, but forget that this is a pastry that has been passed down for thousands of years. Of course, this is only secondary , the most important thing is that you have a wrong grasp of the temperature of the fire."

Mrs. Liu was busy making her own five-spice cake, while slowly expressing Chef Zhou's shortcomings.

"Hmph, when we all do it, you will know how arrogant you are."

The corner of Chef Zhou's mouth twitched, and he dismissed the shortcomings mentioned by a mere 20-year-old girl.

In his eyes, those are not his shortcomings, but his control over the heat has reached the point of perfection, and many famous chefs are far behind him.

Half an hour later, Ms. Liu and Chef Zhou finished making the five-spice cake almost at the same time.

"Hahaha, come on, let's invite Chef Zhou to taste it." Picking up the five-spice cake made by Mrs. Liu, Zhao Hao directly sent it to Chef Zhou, but he didn't care about Chef Zhou at all. Put it in your eyes.

"Hmph, the smell is pretty good."

Chef Zhou was taken aback, and was also shocked that someone as young as Ms. Liu could do this.

But he never thought that this was just an appetizer.

After he ate the five-spice cake, his expression immediately became wonderful.

With his eyes wide open, Chef Zhou's hands that were in the air trembled uncontrollably.

"Oh my god, the five-spice cake made entirely of pure natural spices can be so delicious. I have been in the kitchen for more than 30 years in my life. It's really a waste of money. Don't say I can't make it. Such a delicious five-spice cake Cake, I've never eaten it."

Indulging in the five-spice cake for a full minute, Director Zhou directly patted the five-spice cake he made with one hand, and immediately took a picture of his work.

"I'm not as good as Ms. Liu. I wonder if Ms. Liu can teach me how to make this five-spice cake, or I can take Ms. Liu as my teacher."

(End of this chapter)