Chapter 901 - Buying Beans (1/2)

Zhao Xin’s heart was reaffirmed after hearing his master’s words, but he had mixed feelings of both happiness and worry at the same time.

“Master, Saliva Chicken and Boiled Meat Slices are both signatures of the Chongqing School of Sichuan Cuisine. Can he win cooking such spicy dishes?” Zhao Xin asked with some hesitation.

“Boss Yuan is sufficiently capable. In terms of taste alone, his food is definitely good enough for him to become the exemplary restaurant. But how the judges will decide is still unknown,” Cao Zhishu said after thinking about it.

“But for the sake of promoting to the masses, excessive spiciness will be unsuitable, right?” Zhao Xin said.

“Yes, for the sake of promoting to the masses,” Cao Zhishu rubbed his bald head and muttered to himself.

Chefs focusing on Sichuan Cuisine like him was aware that if the spiciness factor was removed, the dishes would no longer be authentic Sichuan Cuisine. But in life, one had to learn to compromise. However, the taste of compromise had always been something they were unwilling to accept.

“I wonder if Yuan Zhou is capable of defeating this vicious circle,” Cao Zhishu wondered.

That’s right. Cao Zhishu was of the opinion that those that insisted to promote to the masses had entered a vicious circle. During the previous competition, there was an iron-headed chef trying to bring order out of chaos, but unfortunately, that chef ended up losing the competition. Now, yet another iron-headed chef had appeared. This new iron-headed chef was one that was very stubborn.

Because of that, Cao Zhishu looked forward to Yuan Zhou’s performance yet at the same time, he worried for him as well.

The reason for his expectation was clear, and the reason for his worry was due to Yuan Zhou being too young. If Yuan Zhou was truly able to smash this vicious circle apart, all his years of learning would have been wasted on nothing.

Cao Zhishu was very conflicted within.

“I don’t think Head Chef Yuan will succeed,” Zhao Xin said. “The unspoken rule established after three competitions will not be so easily changed.”

“It’s hard to say.”

This time, Cao Zhishu did not criticize Zhao Xin. Instead, he gave an equivocal reply. As the head chef of Shu Restaurant, he naturally had better insight than Zhao Xin. Recently, Sichuan Cuisine, Cantonese Cuisine, and Shandong Cuisine were all challenging each other, and one could not forget that both the other cuisines were non-spicy cuisines.

“Alright. Return to your work,” Cao Zhishu waved his hand when he saw that Zhao Xin still wanted to say something.

“Yes, master,” Zhao Xin nodded and left the office.

Looking at Zhao Xin leaving his office, Cao Zhishu shifted his gaze to the menu on his screen. He sighed, “I hope it works.”

As for Yuan Zhou who had provoked a sense of hope in Cao Zhishu, he was busy preparing the ingredients for lunch. Lunchtime was coming soon.

During lunch today, Yuan Zhou was very spirited and had a gentle expression on his face. The moment lunchtime ended and the customers left, Yuan Zhou immediately took off his apron.

“Zhou Jia, be careful on your way,” Yuan Zhou said as he washed his hands.

“You’re going out again, boss?” Zhou Jia asked curiously.

“Um, something to do,” Yuan Zhou nodded.

“You be careful on the way as well, boss,” Zhou Jia said.

“Okay.” Yuan Zhou nodded.

“Let me stay behind to lock the doors,” Zhou Jia volunteered.

“Sure. You may leave after that,” Yuan Zhou nodded and left without even changing his clothes.

“Boss seems busy recently,” Zhou Jia lamented as she looked at Yuan Zhou’s hastily departing back.

During the past two days, both she and Shen Min had frequently seen Yuan Zhou leaving without even changing.

“I have never expected that I would need to personally leave to buy the beans. But that idea might work,” Yuan Zhou thought to himself while on the taxi.