Chapter 2693 (2/2)

He walked at the front alone, with a lot of energy on his face. Of course, he should be proud of it. He finally defeated Juman Li and got the opportunity to come to Chengdu to see Yuanzhou and have a meal by the way. He was so happy that he wanted to fly.

The following group of people are wearing uniform clothes. The color of snow-white embroidered Phnom Penh is similar to that of chef's clothes, but it's not very similar. It's more daily. There are seven or eight men and women. They wear uniform clothes and look conspicuous.

There are Asians, Europeans and people from other continents. It is mainly easy to identify the skin color. There are yellow skin, black skin and white skin, which can be seen as long as they are not color blind.

”Chef Auguste, the master is practicing knife work. We need to wait.” Cheng Zhaomei saw that Yuan Zhou was concentrating on carving, so she went up and whispered to Auguste.

August just nodded subconsciously and didn't notice what Cheng Zhaomei was saying. His eyes were already glued to Yuan Zhou's two slender white hands, his knife and radish.

Today, Yuan Zhou practiced the left-hand knife technique, so he held the knife in his left hand and the radish in his right hand. Today, he practiced the group images. There are clusters of very gorgeous roses below, the petals are clearly visible, and the above seems to be rolling like dew. There are also several butterflies flying in the flowers, and even the lines on the wings can be seen clearly.

August felt that sometimes it was also a sin to have too good eyes. ”Chef yuan's knife work can't be explained by perfection now. It can only be said that chef yuan can make this knife work. The language is poor and can't describe the feeling in his heart.”

It's not a special carving knife, it's a kitchen knife, which opens and closes, but what comes out from the bottom is fine work, as if holding a special carving knife.

Even Auguste, who has seen a lot of Yuanzhou cooking, was stunned. What's more, the younger people behind him are all eternal philosophical questions of ”where am I”, ”who am I” and ”what am I doing”.

It's not that I don't give a response. I really can't give a response. It's so shocking.

”Master's technique seems to have improved again. It seems that I need to continue to work hard.” Cheng Zhaomei's eyes are bright.

His Sichuan cuisine skill has already had the appearance of six or seven points in Yuanzhou. Originally, he thought that after this period of hard study and practice, he has narrowed the distance. It may have been seven or eight points, but now it seems that it is still six or seven points.

While he is making progress, Yuanzhou is also making progress, so there is still a gap in how to catch up. Unless he makes more progress than Yuanzhou, he dare not think so, let alone appear.

When the butterfly love flowers in Yuanzhou's hand came to an end, Cheng Zhaomei stepped forward to talk to Yuanzhou.

”Master, chef Auguste is here. He has something to discuss with you.” Cheng Zhaomei said concisely.

Yesterday, Yuan Zhou said that he was going to ask for leave when no one came. I didn't expect Auguste to come today. This is the third time Auguste has come this month.

The first two times said it was because tierk came. He didn't come well, and he came with Juman Li. But this time, Yuan Zhou looked up and glanced that he came alone. I don't know what it was.

When I looked down at the newly carved object, I saw that the grain on the wing of a butterfly was 0.1cm askew from the next one, which was not in line with the expectation, so I threw it into the trash can.

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