Chapter 392 (1/2)
Chapter 392: To Become A Master Chef
“Everybody, the pub time has commenced. Come on in, please.” Shen Min said to the customers that had been waiting in the restaurant.
“Wait. We are not in a hurry. I prefer to eat my dishes after Yuan Zhou finishes his meal.” Wu Hai refused with a smile.
“Um. I have also never seen Boss Yuan eat.” The novelist said with great interest.
“The wine won’t slip away.” Su Mu said to Shen Min with his mildest voice.
“Ok, ok.” Shen Min blushed from Su Mu’s smile and then lowered her head.
“Tsk-tsk. I also have a good appearance.” Seeing the scene, Wu Hai stroked his own face and muttered, not intending to show his weakness.
“Not as good as me.” Being sharp-eared, Su Mu immediately answered smilingly.
Regardless of their conversations, Yuan Zhou laid the table in the kitchen and then began to fill the bowl with plain cooked rice.
The electric rice cooker looked a little old. There was a pattern of peony flowers on the surface. When Yuan Zhou uncovered it, a burst of white smoke emitted from the inside.
The bowls that Yuan Zhou were taking weren’t those used in normal times. Instead, they were two small celadon porcelain bowls and a big white porcelain bowl.
“It’s…” Su Mu hesitated and didn’t know what to say. Therefore, he could only stop talking.
After all, what was happening in this scene appeared quite obvious.
Yuan Zhou filled three bowls with plain cooked rice cleanly and put them at three sides of the square table respectively. He just kept silent all along and meanwhile carried a serious expression of expectation on his face, causing the customers at the side embarrassed and wanted to leave.
“Pa Pa”, Yuan Zhou placed a pair of chopsticks at each of the three sides, 3 pairs in total.
“Time to eat.” Yuan Zhou said softly, but it was still captured by the customers.
He carried the bowl up and by convention, picked some Vegetable Stir-fried With Mushrooms and then directly stuffed it into his mouth.
“Slurp Slurp”, he started to chew.
There was a soft and tender texture as well as a slightly crisp feeling once the vegetable entered his mouth. And the taste was fairly refreshing.
As for the mushrooms, its fragrance nevertheless suffused all over his mouth. Along with the bland and refreshing taste of the vegetables, the two ingredients just brought out the best in each other. The most wonderful thing was that it also carried a delicate flavor of the tea oil, which stimulated the freshness and delicacy of the mushrooms. Then, an indescribable taste suffused immediately.
“It looks so good.” Wu Hai couldn’t help saying that.
“You must have starved to death in your past life.” The novelist looked at Wu Hai and said earnestly.
“I agree.” Su Mu said with a low voice.
Only the man in a suit stared at Yuan Zhou without even blinking at the side.
Yuan Zhou ate up two mouthfuls of plain cooked rice and then some Vegetable Stir-fried With Mushrooms again.
He ate up the dish with his brows knitted this time.
Right after that, he set down the chopsticks and looked at the dish on the table and the two vacant seats in a daze.
“It does not seem to be as delicious as last time.” Yuan Zhou frowned and said. He didn’t really understand what caused that.
“System, are the ingredients provided by you top-notch?” Yuan Zhou suddenly asked.
The system displayed, “The green vegetables used by the system is a top-notch breed from the South of China. The texture is light and fluffy while the aftertaste is creamy. It will get soft after being rinsed in water and carries a little sweetness, with the leaves tasting refreshing. It’s sent to the host during the best time for harvesting.”
“The mushroom is the fresh and tasty wild winter mushroom.”
“This kind of winter mushroom is small and piebald. The taste is strong and fresh while the flesh is thick. It grows on deciduous woods of Hamamelidaceaes between 15-20 years’ old.”
“The seed of the mushroom is from the border regions of the three counties of Jingjing, Qingyun and Sanshi of the Longquan Municipality, the oldest place where cultured mushrooms were first developed in history.”
“The tea oil used this time is produced from the fruits of the one-thousand-year-old tea-oil trees in Yuanxi Village of Jiangxi Province. The oil color is a golden yellow while it is also clear and transparent; the flavor is delicate and the taste is quite pure.”
“The tea oil produced in this particular village has been the article of tribute ever since the Ming Dynasty.”
“Well… as expected.” Yuan Zhou checked the system’s answer and finally confirmed his.
The ingredients were indeed the best and even the tea oil for stir-frying the dish had some significant background. However, Yuan Zhou felt the resulting dish, on the contrary, was not tasty.
At least, not as good as what he had imagined.