Gourmet Food Supplier

"Ta ta ta". Yuan Zhou went upstairs in a few steps and then directly pushed open the door of his room. He walked to the shelf that Carpenter Lian had remade and took down a notebook with a black leather cover.

This notebook had a good texture in his hand. It was thick and soft to the touch. He flipped it open and saw that it had been written.

And there were many such laptops on Yuan Zhou's shelf.

It could be said that if Wu Hai's paintings were the most valuable things in Wu Hai's art studio, then the most valuable things in Yuan Zhou's room were the notebooks that recorded all the records of Yuan Zhou's cooking.

The value of these things was not to mention how precious they were to a chef. Even if an ordinary person saw such clear records of the cooking methods, they would become a good chef.

One could only imagine how detailed the notes were.

Naturally, Yuan Zhou knew his own notes very well. He directly flipped to the place where he recorded the noodles and took a few pictures with his phone. Then, he directly sent the pictures to Chu Xiao via WeChat.

Chu Xiao replied very quickly.

[Thank you, I have received it.] Chu Xiao

[You're welcome.] Yuan Zhou

[Mine has also been sent. Please check and receive.] Chu Xiao.

[Alright.] Yuan Zhou

After that, Yuan Zhou went downstairs directly. He didn't start to check the French cuisine list sent by Chu Xiao.

After all, the dinner that was about to arrive was the main focus of Yuan Zhou's attention.

On the other side, it was 9 am in the morning in France where Chu Xiao was. At the beginning of the day, Chu Xiao turned around and went back to his office after getting the menu.

"This fellow is still so strict." Chu Xiao roughly looked through the dense records about the noodles and couldn't help but laugh.

Speaking of which, the reason why Chu Xiao suddenly asked Yuan Zhou about the cooking method of the noodles was not because he wanted to spy on Yuan Zhou's culinary skills.

After all, if Chu Xiao wanted to know, he would have flown back to Chengdu directly to try the food himself. After all, Chu Xiao had said that the flight from France to Chengdu was very smooth.

Even if they didn't fly directly to the airport and needed to transfer flights, they were on the way.

Therefore, the reason why Chu Xiao suddenly asked Yuan Zhou about the cooking method of the noodles had to be explained a few days ago.

As an international capital of gourmet food, France usually held all kinds of cooking competitions, big and small.

Chu Xiao had participated in a Western food competition a few days ago. Yes, this competition was very strange. It was just a competition of the accompanying dishes in the French food.

This competition didn't seem very impressive, but it was actually held to commemorate the 17th century famous France chef, Wittel.

This chef Wittel's cooking skills were superb, and he had served royal families and important officials from various countries in the restaurant he served.

However, his death was due to his high standards and perfectionist attitude. The cause was that the fish, one of his best dishes, had not been delivered to the reception of the king of Louis XIV.

Wittel, who was extremely pursuing perfection, couldn't stand such a mistake. He directly chose to commit suicide with his sword to commemorate his pursuit of cooking.

He was definitely a werewolf, more ruthless than a human.

It was because of this werewolf's existence and his pursuit of perfection that the France chef's Alliance held a competition about side dishes.

[Meaning: everything is perfect]

Perfection was not just the main dish, but everything, including the side dishes.

This was a competition with a long history and was very influential. As a famous chef of the younger generation in France Chu Xiao was naturally invited to participate.

Without a doubt, Chu Xiao's culinary skills had improved even more rapidly after having a life rival like Yuan Zhou. Therefore, the first place was naturally taken by Chu Xiao.

However, in the banquet after the award ceremony, Chu Xiao heard some discordant voices.

It was Gabriel, a middle-aged man who had won second place. He had a slender figure and a golden beard that the French loved. He had golden hair and looked very mature and charming.

However, under his wooden appearance, the words that came out of his mouth were not very pleasant to hear.

"Hey, this Chu li actually won first place again. This competition is really meaningless." Gabriel raised his glass and gritted his teeth at the people around him.

The person next to him was naturally Gabriel's friend, but he was a little younger. His name was Julian, and he was in tenth place in this competition.

"Exactly. I think you can totally win first place, ell." Julienne said.

"Without Chu, I would naturally be first, but this Chu doesn't live up to his name." Gabriel said proudly.

"Oh? Could there be something shady going on in this competition?" Julian was furious. She had no respect for the chef and Wittel.

"Of course not. It's held in memory of Wittel. There won't be any shady business." Said Gabriel.

"Who's that?" Julian was confused.

"That's simple. Only black and white cows are good. It's too strange to produce white milk from a Black Cow." Gabriel said.

Julian recalled Chu Xiao's Black hair and skin change and instantly understood Gabriel's point. He nodded repeatedly and said,""Indeed, he's a Chinese."

"A Chinese man won the Wittel Memorial Award, but that doesn't mean that Chinese chefs are good, nor does it show the Chinese gastronomic industry. It only means that Chu is talented in learning French food. As for Chinese food ..." Gabriel said with disdain.

It was obvious that Gabriel was reminiscing about the Chinese food that he had eaten before.

"Of course," "French food is the best, whether it's the main course or the side dishes," Julian said proudly with his chest out.

"Is that so?" A clear male voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two. This person was naturally Chu Xiao.

Chu Xiao didn't hear the other words clearly, but he did hear the last two sentences.

Therefore, Chu Xiao directly spoke out. Chu Xiao wasn't a soft persimmon that could be pinched easily or a person with a good character.

"You, a local, can't cook better than a foreigner like me, but you're here feeling smug? Are you secretly rejoicing at your ignorance or stupidity?" Chu Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Oh, Chu, I didn't mean that." Gabriel was a little embarrassed, but he still denied it.

Julian, on the other hand, didn't say anything. He just stepped back.

"What does that mean?" Chu Xiao never gave face to others and asked directly. Moreover, it wasn't the first time he had encountered such a thing.

"I'm saying that our French food is broad and profound, just like the custard mushroom explosion pasta you made today. You also admit that our French food is delicious, right?" Gabriel said, trying to avoid the main point.

However, Chu Xiao obviously didn't want to give him the chance to escape. He said directly,"French cuisine is naturally broad and profound, but you're narrow-minded. I'm learning French cuisine not because Chinese cuisine is bad, but because I don't know how to. I think you're being rude by casually commenting on something you don't understand. Please apologize for your rudeness. "

Gabriel's face turned green and black. However, when he looked at Chu Xiao's serious face, he reflected on his ungentlemanly behavior in his heart. He lowered his head and said, "I'm very sorry. "

Chu Xiao's response was to nod his head and then leave.

Although Gabriel apologized in the end, Chu Xiao still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. After thinking about it for a day, he decided to ask for advice this time.

[ps: it's the end of the year and it's snowing heavily in Chengdu. I'm so cold that I can't even stretch my paws out. Everyone, remember to wear your long johns. It's really too cold. Don't catch a cold. It's very uncomfortable to catch a cold in winter.]