The boss cooks, and the bankrupt company opens a state banquet restaurant

Chapter 245 The Secret Behind Member Levels

Miss Cai’s plan failed for the second time.

I was clearly planning on recording some content about people's comments on the dishes, and then combining it with the video of Boss Su cooking in the kitchen to make a vlog, and then broadcast it when I was recording the show later. Isn't this great content?
Now, everyone is eating noisily and no one is talking at all.

Moreover, Miss Cai took a close look at all the people sitting here today and discovered something very interesting.

Lu Yongliang, Cui Yufen, Wang Jianguo, Liu Guochu, and Zhang Maolin who came from the capital.

There is also a very strange tacit understanding.

When Cai Sirong and her colleagues have dinner together on weekdays, there are a lot of dishes in front of them, and everyone tends to eat whatever they like. This seems to be the way normal people should think, right?
But the problem is
Cai Sirong looked at the dishes on the table.

The braised spicy and sour lamb was already gone, and after everyone had finished eating, they all tacitly rushed to eat the fish skin.

After finishing the fish skin, they started to rush for the next dish.

It seems that in their minds, there is some mysterious order in which to eat dinner today?
Ever since.
When everyone was eating the braised lamb's trotters in a tacit order, Cai Sirong tried to use her chopsticks on the Dong'an chicken.

'If I mess up this weird order'

Before Cai Sirong's chopsticks touched the chicken pieces, she noticed several pairs of eyes falling on her. These glaring gazes made Cai Sirong's chopsticks freeze in the air.

"Xiao Cai?"

"Ms. Cai?"

Lu Yongliang and Liu Guochu said in unison.

As if sensing the awkward atmosphere in the air, Lu Yongliang nudged Zhang Maolin with his elbow and said, "Don't just focus on eating. Speak."

Zhang Maolin swallowed the pig's hoof in his mouth and asked blankly, "What did you say?"

Old Lu twitched his chin, motioning Zhang Maolin to look at the chopsticks stuck in the air.

Mr. Mao Lin took a look.

Wow, this girl is really something. She hasn’t even finished eating the sheep’s foot flower and she already wants to get her hands on the Dong’an chicken?

"That's not right, girl."

Zhang Maolin looked at the people at the table carefully, and saw that everyone had stopped moving their hands and mouths, and put their chopsticks back on the bowl. Only then did he put his chopsticks back with confidence.

after all.

If you put it down and others start eating it directly, wouldn’t you be at a disadvantage?
After putting down his chopsticks, Zhang Maolin acted like a food connoisseur.

"Xiao Cai? Is it Xiao Cai?"

Wang Jianguo echoed, "Young people are ignorant, please understand."

Zhang Maolin waved his hands. "It's not about being sensible or not. When I was young, I was not as good as her."

These words were spoken at the right time, allowing Cai Sirong to put away her chopsticks without feeling embarrassed, but Miss Cai was still a little confused.

Can't you just eat whatever food you want?
Zhang Maolin wiped his mouth and said seriously, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with Miss Cai's behavior. We are just having dinner."

Cai Sirong's embarrassment completely disappeared.

"It's just that today's meal has another meaning besides just eating."

"Based on the dishes on the table, I can roughly judge the order in which these dishes are served. If you eat Boss Su's dishes a few more times, you will find something particularly interesting."

"Boss Su's cooking schedule is very tight, and he reserves the best time to taste each dish. In other words, if you eat the dishes in the order that Boss Su serves them, you will definitely get the dishes with the best taste and flavor."

"Once the order is disrupted, the dishes served later may still taste good, but the flavors of the dishes served earlier will be lost. That's roughly the reason."

After that, Zhang Maolin picked up a piece of sheep's hoof flower and said, "After saying so much, you have to hold on tight. I see the skin of this hoof flower is starting to tighten."

Damn~
The soft and rotten pig's trotters have a gelatinous feeling when they enter the mouth, because they are stewed too well. After taking a bite, the lips feel a little sticky, as if someone has applied glue on them.

There was an indescribable joy on Zhang Maolin's face.

He chewed with a smacking sound, and after eating one piece, he wanted another. After eating four or five pieces in a row, he sighed comfortably, "This sheep's trotter flower is so soft and tender, it must be specially made for people with bad teeth!"

After all, they had already eaten four dishes in a row, and everyone's pace had slowed down a little.

Now I feel like saying something casually.

Liu Guochu only ate two or three bites, mainly because he was savoring every bite, which resulted in his eating speed being a little slow.

When I wanted to eat again, the plate was empty.

At this moment he took a deep breath, "When I watched Boss Su cook it, the pig's trotters went in and out of the pot three times. First, they were simmered in the pot with seasonings for two hours to remove the mutton smell, and then various flavors were added. After that, they were steamed in a steamer for a long time to make them taste good again, and finally a braised sauce was poured on top. Whether it's the first bite or the last bite, the taste is amazing!"

Old Lu pursed his lips and nodded in satisfaction. "It must be said that Xiao Su's attainments in seasoning have reached the pinnacle. He can make the taste almost the same when you put it in your mouth and when you savor it. I have never seen such a thing in the world today."

The first few dishes at best require more skills and cooking control.

If you master this skill well, it's hard to detect, but if you master it poorly, you can tell right away.

Seasoning may not be obvious when it is made, but it is very obvious when you taste it.

The sheep's hoof flower dish made by Su Chen tastes the same when you put it in your mouth and when you chew it. The aftertaste left in your mouth after eating it is still the same taste!

Being able to make the flavors so balanced is enough to prove Su Chen's strength.

Liu Guochu also nodded frequently. He no longer wanted to eat.

Others eat vegetables, but Liu Guochu eats his hard work.

He still had a glimmer of hope before coming here.

Boss Su has defeated the national chefs from Shandong, Hubei and Sichuan successively. Now that I come to him again, who knows if Boss Su is not good at Hunan cuisine?
So Liu Guochu specially invited Zhang Maolin to come and taste it.

The little bit of luck I had before coming here was completely killed by these four dishes.

Even Liu Guochu had an immature idea.

Can't we ask Boss Su to visit the Hunan Culinary Association more often when he has nothing to do?
His casual advice can help the younger generations in the association to make great progress, right?
Liu Guochu didn't know what he was thinking. In short, his mind was extremely confused. It was not until he found that all the Dong'an chickens had been eaten by everyone that he came to his senses.

"You guys talk so fast."

Lu Yongliang's lips were shiny and he laughed, "It's already so late and you still have time to guess. It's obvious that you don't eat enough of Boss Su's food. People like us who can often get free meals won't guess like you."

Liu Guochu ignored Lu Yongliang, clenched his right fist and placed it under his nose, looking like he was thinking about something.

Wang Jianguo ate the chicken pieces in the bowl and let out a long sigh.

"It feels so good. How can chicken be cooked like this? I think this is definitely the best chicken dish in the world. There won't be any better chicken dish than this."

Zhang Maolin also felt unsatisfied.

"It's not the first time I've eaten Dong'an chicken, but it's the first time I've seen chicken made to taste like this. It tastes like..."

Mr. Mao Lin pondered for a moment, "It tastes like a combination of bullfrog legs and crab legs. Wonderful, wonderful!"

Not to be outdone, Cui Yufen gave his own evaluation, "The chicken is smooth and tender, the sauce is soft, slightly sour at first, numbing in the middle, and spicy at the end. It's a very typical Hunan flavor. I didn't expect that after not seeing Xiao Su cook for a few days, his thickening skills are so good now."

Fresh, spicy and sour, these are the basic flavors of Dong'an chicken.

That being said, there are not many restaurants that can really do this.

Zhang Maolin nodded and said, "I've eaten this dish in several restaurants in Beijing before. Today's chefs are too focused on taste and completely ignore other techniques in the cooking process. I would say that the key to this dish is thickening. If the sauce is not prepared well, it doesn't matter how good the taste is."

"Indeed, I remember eating halal food in a restaurant in Beijing before. The starch they used there was so thick that it was hard to tell what kind of meat the chicken breast was. The first few times I ate there, I was wondering why a halal restaurant started cooking pork. Later I found out that we were eating chicken breast. The chef there was really good at thickening the meat!" said Jiang Wusheng.

Mr. Mao Lin was quite moved by these words. He had done nothing else in his life but busy himself with tasting delicious food.

You know exactly which dishes are delicious in which restaurant and which place!

"I have eaten Boss Su's dishes twice. The first time was Sichuan cuisine, and this time was Hunan cuisine. I suddenly became curious. If the current Boss Su were to be rated by the association, what level would he be?"

as far as I can tell.

Among the national membership levels, Lu Yongliang and Cui Yufen are still far ahead, and level 4 membership is already something that others can only dream of.

There are more level five members.

Now Lao Lu and Lao Cui are holding back their energy, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity of the delicious cuisine to make a third-level push.

Hearing Zhang Maolin's question, the others also expressed their curiosity. "It must be higher than level 4 anyway."

"I think so too. Boss Su's skills may be good enough for a third-level member. I think it will be difficult to move up."

"Based on the current situation, we still don't know what the requirements are for level one and level two. These are not levels that can be achieved simply by relying on cooking skills."

As everyone expressed their feelings, they all turned their eyes to Zhang Maolin.

Lu Yongliang sighed, "Lao Zhang, we have been friends for many years, so stop hiding it. Can you tell us what this member evaluation system is all about?"

Old Lu’s words touched everyone’s heart.

Jiang Wensheng and Jiang Wusheng were also very curious, mainly because as long as this matter was not announced, countless chefs would go crazy for this membership system.

Because everyone agrees on one thing: since the association is doing this, there must be relevant benefits in the future.

Zhang Maolin smacked his lips.

"I can tell you a little bit, but I don't know much. You can ask around for this little bit of information. The big bosses basically know it."

Several people put down their chopsticks and pricked up their ears to listen carefully.

"I know that this membership system evaluation seems to be related to a meeting in the middle of next year. This meeting is related to food."

Zhang Maolin slowly told what he knew.

The general meaning is that the global economy is now in decline, and many people are looking for ways to stimulate consumption.

The popularity of Zibo barbecue in the past few years and the popularity of some local delicacies in recent years have made everyone see that this may be a breakthrough.

Therefore, there was an order from above to let the Chinese Culinary Association create a nationwide "food god-making" event.

God, how was he created?
There is no quicker and more direct way than to roll out a hierarchy.

Through continuous publicity, the chef who can eventually reach the top level of membership will surely create waves across the country, and that is when the deification activity will truly begin!
"Start? We've already created the god, so isn't it all over?" Lu Yongliang asked a question that surprised everyone.

Zhang Maolin smiled, "The reason why I say it has just begun is because this so-called god-making activity is just looking for a truly capable person and restaurant to emerge!"

"Creating a god is, after all, just man-made. When this [God] completes his final mission, he will become a true God!"

hiss! ! !
This sounds too mysterious, and everyone present is a little unconvinced.

I even wondered if Zhang Maolin was telling them stories here?
But looking at Zhang Maolin's serious expression, it doesn't seem like it.

"So what is this final mission you mentioned?"

Zhang Maolin looked at Lu Yongliang with a smile, "What do you think? Making such a big fuss, it must not be a joke, right? We Chinese have such a huge treasure of food, it's not okay to digest it all by ourselves, um, you guys think about it yourself."

Zhang Maolin's words were vague.

But in fact, several state banquet chefs understood the meaning.

What does it mean to guard the treasure of delicious food and digest it yourself?

In other words, they want to sell their own delicacies outside?

Who is the most suitable person to do this?
Of course, it is the 'artificial god' that is created through big data analysis and multi-dimensional evaluation!

The question is, if this man-made god takes the lead in this matter, how can he convince chefs across the country?

Then we must make him a true God!
so.
'Hiss! So when this candidate appears, the restaurant where he works will hold an unprecedented world-class exchange conference, and this artificial god will be the main producer of this banquet!!!'

Cui Yufen immediately understood what Zhang Maolin meant.

No wonder.
When Cui Yufen thought about what he had seen and heard in the capital before, his thoughts suddenly became clear.

No wonder when the membership system was first introduced, the people who were most anxious were not the chefs themselves, but the owners of major hotels!

Many restaurants in Beijing have begun to renovate themselves, and some have even spent a lot of money to hire famous chefs from all over the country.

As long as you have good skills, salary is not a problem at all.

That’s it, that’s it!

Not to mention the sensation that will be caused when that man-made god becomes a true God, just on the day when that person proves his godhood, what kind of status will the restaurant where he works and the banquet hall where this meeting is held have?

"Fuck, so you guys are always holding back on such a big move? Why didn't you tell us earlier? If you had told us earlier, we could have made plans earlier!" Lu Yongliang pounded his chest and stamped his feet.

His face was full of: Mao Lin, you misled me!

Zhang Maolin laughed awkwardly, "What good does it matter if I tell you? Now that you know, can you be promoted to a third-level member?"

After a pause, he continued, "Besides, the progress of the association is also very slow. If you spread the news everywhere before the matter has even taken shape, what if the matter fails? Wouldn't that be slapping yourself in the face?"

Zhang Maolin picked up the chopsticks and said, "Today I am just chatting with you guys casually. Don't take it too seriously. Just listen for fun."

After saying that, Zhang Maolin picked up a piece of vegetarian stew from the table with chopsticks.

"Let's eat quickly, the food is getting cold."

After Su Chen's knife changes and various cooking techniques, the ten ingredients have become difficult to eat separately. Just pick up multiple ingredients with a chopstick.

"This dish is made with coarse ingredients and fine craftsmanship. Different dishes have different flavors, but the combination is not abrupt. Haha, Boss Su's cooking skills are getting better and better!"

Zhang Maolin picked up another portion of the vegetarian stew with chopsticks.

The combination of colorful ingredients is rich, soft and tasty, and it is effortless to eat.

Moreover, this fresh and fragrant taste is fundamentally different from the fresh and fragrant taste of meat. The slightly greasy feeling brought by the feasting on meat just now was completely washed away after a few chopsticks of vegetarian stew were swallowed.

Mr. Mao Lin made a miraculous discovery: he was already 70% full, but after eating a few bites of vegetarian dishes, he felt a little hungry again.

Seeing that everyone was so shocked by what he had just said that they couldn't react for a long time, Zhang Maolin sneered and picked up some food.

'It's better if you don't eat it, hahaha! '

The dark thoughts only lasted for a moment, and Zhang Maolin discovered that there was a pair of chopsticks whose movements were much more skillful than his, and each time they took a bite of the vegetable, they took a big bite.

That amount is like taking it twice!

Cai Sirong just thought that the mutton and mutton trotters were delicious, but she was not obsessed with them.

Although girls cannot tolerate the fishy smell, they somehow dislike eating mutton.

At this moment, this plate of vegetarian dishes really pleased Cai Sirong.

"Teacher Zhang, you make a very good point. I think this is just a delicious cold vegetarian dish."

Zhang Maolin pursed his lips, "What do you know, little girl?"

If this was really just a cold vegetarian dish, how could it become an indispensable delicacy on the New Year's Eve dinner table in Hunan Province?

After the vegetarian dishes, the last dish was the braised frog.

This type of dish is more dependent on the quality of the ingredients. It is light red in color, and the side dishes are brown, green, and purple. The meat tastes soft, tender, and fragrant, but it also fits the stereotype of Hunan cuisine.

The last two dishes were basically shown off by Cai Sirong and Zhang Maolin.

Others were still immersed in Zhang Maolin's remarks and couldn't extricate themselves.

Until a crisp voice appeared, interrupting everyone's thoughts.

"Sure, this is the last dish! Everyone can get at least one, and you can handle the rest on your own."

The person who came was none other than Su Chen, who had been busy in the kitchen for the whole afternoon.

He was holding a square plate with a large porcelain plate on it.

There were twelve pears of almost the same size placed on the porcelain plate, each pear was covered with thick white juice.

Looking from above the pear, you can vaguely see green beans and wolfberries floating inside, with the chestnut, red and green colors setting off each other, the colors are very beautiful.

When everyone came back to their senses, they saw the beet in Su Chen's hand.

Unconsciously.

Guru
(End of this chapter)