Chapter 1513 (2/2)
The harvest is full here in Yuanzhou. When entering a new stage of life, Chu Xiao is also attending a chef party across mountains and continents.
Speaking of, France attaches great importance to craftsmen, as can be seen from their top awards.
The full name of this award is the meilleur ouvrierde France (MOF Award for short). It is the highest honor awarded by France to select the outstanding people in various handicraft industries in France.
It is called the Nobel Prize of handicraft industry, and those who win this prize will have the opportunity to receive the president's personal award. It can be said that they attach great importance to it.
Because this award also includes chefs, French chefs are also proud to win this award.
Today's party was led by Auguste, a chef who once won MOF, and Chu Xiao, as a young generation who has no one on his right, was naturally invited.
The chef named Auguste is 65 years old this year. Now he is cooking himself. He looks very energetic with silver hair. What he held today is an ordinary exchange meeting.
But many people came. At first glance, there were hundreds of people. After all, Augustus had a great reputation.
Naturally, most of the people who came were the most famous chefs in Contemporary France. Chu Xiao, dressed in a silver blue suit and holding a glass of champagne, stood at the table to rest.
More than an hour has passed since the banquet. Auguste is also chatting with people, and Chu Xiao has basically dealt with those people. Then he finds a gap and has time to rest.
While Chu Xiao sipped the champagne in the glass, a burst of conversation came from behind the round buffet table.
The banquet was held on a farm and was beautifully arranged. The middle of the circular buffet table was empty, and a bouquet of many ingredients was skillfully placed, and the voice came from behind.
There were a lot of people at the party. Everyone chatted in groups. Chu Xiao was naturally not so boring and would listen to others, but they couldn't bear to see a few words familiar to Chu Xiao in their mouths.
Just listen to those people speak in an exaggerated tone in French.
”Hey, I heard Alfred is going to open a restaurant in China, you know?”
”Of course I heard. I'm afraid the boy is also possessed.”
”Possessed? What do you mean?”
”Naturally, it's Chinese food syndrome. I'm afraid I caught it after two trips to China.”
”Shh, you can't use the word at Auguste's party.”
”Yes, and you forget who else was at the party?”
”Yes, that Chu is also there. He is not our French.”
The man spits out words like Chinese food syndrome and is immediately stopped by the person nearby, but the person who said this is still unconvinced and continues to speak.
”I'm not wrong. If it wasn't for Chinese food syndrome, how could Dean, Gabriel and Alfred all run like crazy to open a shop in the desert of Chinese cooking?”
”I can't say that. I heard it's because a cook named yuan, Yuanzhou, heard that the man's cooking is very excellent, and even Chu should be afraid.”
”Oh, this statement is even more unreliable. Although Chu is Chinese, he learns from our French food. He is not only the representative of the younger generation of our French food, but also a strong competitor of the next MOF.”
”I think Auguste was right just now. Chu is indeed the most likely winner of the next MOF.”
”So how can such a cook be afraid of the chef named yuan and Yuanzhou? I'm afraid he didn't do any magic with his food?”
The man's last sentence completely made Chu Xiao angry. After all, his magic was not praising Yuan Zhou, but a clear derogation.
Chu Xiao, holding a wine glass, gracefully turned to the small group of those people and said, ”Hey.”
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