“No, the waste furnace belongs to me this time. I have already inspected it during dinner, so I decided to pass it on to you.” Song Ming said very simply.
Each province has its own rules. Obviously, the rules of Guangdong Province are really convenient.
“Thank you, President Song, I will continue to work hard to study Cantonese cuisine, and I will not live up to the waste furnace.” Yuan Zhou said seriously.
As soon as these words came out, Ding Yuanshan, who was behind the background wall, almost didn’t come up. Even Song Ming, who was talking, was a little stunned. .
Then Song Ming himself has failed…
About ten seconds later, Song Ming sorted out his mentality and said, “Okay, I trust Chef Yuan.”
“The handover of the waste furnace still needs a ceremony. I plan to set it at 3 o’clock in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, the day before the competition of the Kitchen Federation. I wonder if Chef Yuan will have time by then?” Song Ming thought about it. thought.
Song Ming took care of the test of the abandoned furnace himself, but he still had to be careful. Song Ming arranged for his apprentice to drive the car.
It’s not that there is any major ceremony, the main reason is that the waste furnace is still on the way. In fact, as long as the waste furnace is handed over to Yuanzhou, the Cantonese Cuisine Council will be notified.
Strictly speaking, this is all decided by the previous term, and it is also a very powerful assessment.
After all, all that can be obtained are master chefs, either to the younger generation who is very optimistic about him, or to those who have better cooking skills than himself, no matter which one takes over the waste stove, there is no problem.
Of course, there are many accidents, such as taking office and passing it on to his son.
Yuan Zhou calculated the time and found that there was no major event at that time, and there was no problem with the time, so he directly agreed.
When Song Ming saw Yuan Zhou’s agreement, he put it down, and then the old and the young began to chat about other topics. After chatting, they talked about Cantonese cuisine.
They are all master-level figures. Song Ming’s cooking skills are no longer comparable to Yuan Zhou’s, but he has been cooking for so many years, and his experience is not comparable to others. They didn’t stop them from talking about sex, but after Yuanzhou finished the sobering package, he deliberately made tea and sat down together again to communicate.
At the beginning, Ding Yuanshan was still quietly recording with his notebook. As time went on, he fell behind and couldn’t keep up with the rhythm. His pupils were dilated, and he was already in a state of fog.
Don’t think that the chef circle is not a high-level circle, which will make people confused. Don’t think so, in a craft industry, the skills at the top are really not something ordinary people can keep up with.
Song Ming is already there. He took a plane to Rongcheng in the morning, and took a rest for noon. In the evening, he came to the Kitchen God’s shop to eat and taste the dishes. He spent a lot of energy. But the energy really can’t keep up.
“I’m old, I’m old, I can’t keep up with the energy of your young people. I really benefited a lot from the exchange with Chef Yuan this time. I hope to have the opportunity to continue to communicate next time.” Song Ming is really concerned about some The dishes have the feeling of being sloppy.
Mainly because the way Yuan Zhou handled it was really unusual, but he took it for granted, which opened up new ideas for him.
For example, the famous stewed goose in Guangdong Province, Song Ming now has no less than two relatively perfect ways to deal with it.
“President Song, you are welcome. I have also learned a lot about Cantonese cuisine. As long as the president is free, I can come over at any time.” Yuanzhou likes to communicate with these senior culinary masters. Their experience is his Can’t compare.
“Hahaha, then I will rely on the old to sell the old one, and I will definitely come next time.” Song Ming was very happy that Yuan Zhou said so.
Afterwards, the two had a few more conversations, and after confirming some matters about the handover of the abandoned furnace the day after tomorrow, Song Ming followed Ding Yuanshan to leave.
Ding Shao, who was still working overtime, didn’t know that her dear grandfather and father had arrived in Rongcheng and had eaten.
Time passed in a blink of an eye, and soon it was the time Yuan Zhou and Song Ming agreed upon.
After the lunch break at noon, Yuan Zhou washed and changed his clothes as quickly as possible, and headed towards the kitchen union.
In order to show importance, Song Ming directly contacted Zhou Shijie and placed the handover ceremony in a conference room of the Kitchen Alliance.
So Zhou Shijie finally knew what the old man Song Ming was doing in Rongcheng.
“You have been able to keep this broken stove until now, but the silver spoon of our Lu cuisine has already been handed over to Xiao Yuan.” Zhou Shijie was very embarrassed when it came to this, after all, he was the first.
And he was ahead of Song Ming. It was even more refreshing than eating a popsicle in the summer, um… I can’t compare it like that. Even at Zhou Shijie’s age, I can’t eat a popsicle now.
Of course, the two of them had a quarrel, and it was about Yuanzhou, and things were done very beautifully.
After Yuanzhou arrived at the building where the Kitchen Alliance was located, he saw two familiar people in the familiar hall. One was definitely Zhong Lili. As long as Yuanzhou came to the Kitchen Alliance, it would definitely be her, and the other It was the man who followed Song Ming that day. He already knew that this was Song Ming’s apprentice and son-in-law, and he was a good cook.
At this moment, Ding Yuanshan followed Zhong Lili in the hall waiting for Yuan Zhou. If he knew that Yuan Zhou rated him as a good cook, he would definitely jump three feet high. This was the best rating he had ever received. Too bad I don’t know.
“Chef Yuan, you’ve worked hard.” Zhong Lili took the lead to meet her, followed by Ding Yuanshan.
After the three exchanged a few words, they headed towards the elevator. Along the way, Ding Yuanshan explained the process in detail for a while, while Zhong Lili added some missing details.
“ding”
Soon the elevator arrived. As the elevator opened, I walked out. Before I took two steps, I saw a huge banner [Congratulations on the 6th Inheritance and Handover Ceremony of Cantonese Cuisine Waste Cookers].
Although it was held at the Kitchen Federation, it was not possible to hang banners outside the building, but it was still possible on this floor. Song Ming chose the largest and most conspicuous ones to hang them.
At this time, a group of people have gathered in this medium-sized conference room. They are all permanent directors of the Cantonese Cuisine Association. They didn’t need to be so troublesome. As a result, this group of people knew ~IndoMTL.com~ and said they wanted to witness history. The self-paid ticket came.
Zhou Shijie was away and was chased away by Song Ming, euphemistically saying that this was an internal matter of their Cantonese Cuisine Association. People from the Shandong Cuisine Association were not welcome to visit. Only Song Ming and a few of his apprentices were waiting at the door.
“Chef Yuan, welcome here, you have worked **** the road.” Song Ming greeted Yuan Zhou as soon as he saw Yuan Zhou’s appearance.
“It’s the hard work, President Song. I’m sorry for being late.” Yuan Zhou checked that he was all ready.
“Hahaha, it’s just right, it’s not too late, it’s not too late, Chef Yuan came over after opening the store, that’s the hard work.” Song Ming really admired Yuan Zhou’s dedication to work.
The two walked towards the conference room while talking casually, and the apprentice behind them quickly followed.
Zhong Lili, who had successfully retired, said hello to Ding Yuanshan and left immediately. Even the president was kicked out. Her little secretary didn’t dare to stay here.
Only when Yuan Zhou arrived in the conference room did he find that the current thirty-one permanent directors were all here, and the thirty-one people were sitting upright in their seats.
Then a stove tied with red silk on the rostrum was quietly placed there, looking very low-key, but those bright red silks were not allowed.
Yuan Zhou followed Song Ming to the rostrum. When he saw the waste furnace up close, he realized that it was really a waste furnace. The preciousness lies in the spirit.
“Congratulations to the host for completing the task: Master 3 of the Masters, may I ask if you want to receive the reward.”
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