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Master Cheng, Cheng zhaomei, was already a Senior Master before Yuan Zhou became her apprentice. She was also a well-known chef in the cooking world.

Therefore, he still had the basic ability to judge. Moreover, after becoming Yuan Zhou's disciple, he had seen more things about cooking. In addition to Yuan Zhou's teaching, it could be said that his current cooking skills had improved more than a little bit compared to three years ago.

Moreover, he had also obtained the "Sichuan cuisine God of War catalog", Yuan Zhou's Sichuan cuisine handwriting. If it was a game, it would be an epic skill book that could only be dropped by fighting a Big Boss.

Therefore, master Cheng figured out the origin of the salty taste of the beef sashimi. He then looked at Yuan Zhou in shock and said,""Master, is it what I think?"

"Yes, I am." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"Master, can you already urge the original taste of the ingredients to improve the taste of the dishes?" Master Cheng said.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou continued to nod.

"Master, you're too amazing." Master Cheng couldn't help praising.

That's right, it was the taste of the ingredient itself. In ancient times, people would eat the blood of animals to absorb the salt, so fresh beef had a certain salty taste. However, the taste was very light. After washing and rinsing, the blood was completely removed, and the salt naturally no longer existed.

But now, his master Yuan Zhou was able to retain the salt content and at the same time, guarantee the fresh and tender taste of the beef. It could even be called a divine skill.

"Eat before you talk." Yuan Zhou said.

"Yes, Master." Master Cheng bowed and answered.

Only then did master Cheng pick up the chopsticks and continue eating. When each slice of beef was chewed, the oil melted and emitted a strong beef fragrance. The faint Milky fragrance lingered in the beef. The salty taste was the finishing touch, which made the taste more harmonious.

Moreover, the taste would also change according to the slight difference in the parts of the beef. Some were chewier, some would burst with juice and have richer gravy, and some were more firm and chewy. All these subtle changes were presented in master Cheng's mouth one by one.

However, master Cheng knew that it wasn't because his sense of taste was particularly sensitive, but rather because Yuan Zhou's superb craftsmanship had revealed the subtle difference. That was why he could taste it.

As the amount of food on his plate decreased, master Cheng first remembered that it was the first time he had eaten the dishes cooked by his master in this way. Then, he gradually recalled the experience of acknowledging his master.

At the very beginning, they were dissatisfied with Yuan Zhou for not giving them the chance to cook precious ingredients. Then, they took the initiative to find fault with him and even provoked him. After that, they were intimidated by the precious ingredients cooked by Yuan Zhou and admired him from the bottom of their hearts. Finally, they decided to acknowledge Yuan Zhou as their master.

However, he was refused. He wanted to stand in Yuan Zhou's restaurant and imitate the spirit of Cheng men Li Xue with his sole desire. When he saw Yuan Zhou working, the last trace of unwillingness in his heart completely disappeared. From then on, he sincerely regarded Yuan Zhou as his master, even though Yuan Zhou had never admitted it in the beginning.

However, at that time, master Cheng had already done it willingly. When he heard that Yuan Zhou had agreed to take him as a disciple, he felt an indescribable surprise.

As Yuan Zhou's only apprentice and one year older than him, he was ridiculed by others in the beginning. However, this disappeared as Yuan Zhou showed up in the domestic and even international markets time and time again.

Those who had once ridiculed him either came to apologize or disappeared. Even after Yuan Zhou achieved the highest satisfaction level in the history of the first personal cooking exhibition, he was also contaminated with Supreme glory.

In the glory and the admiration of others, he became a little lost. While he thought so, the taste in his mouth pulled him back to reality.

The taste was both familiar and strange because master Cheng could clearly remember the taste of Yuan Zhou's dishes the first time he tasted them. But now, it was a little different because the dishes were even more delicious and even perfect than the first time.

"Originally, his culinary skills were already at the top. To think that he could still take a step further." Master Cheng was greatly shocked.

Thinking of that, master Cheng put away his chopsticks and raised his head to look at Yuan Zhou. Yuan Zhou was standing behind the counter with a solemn expression as usual.

Master Cheng couldn't help sighing in his heart. It was as if the floating glory had been stepped on.

"Master." Master Cheng put down his chopsticks and stood up. Then, he stood on the partition.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and answered.

Right at that moment, master Cheng slowly knelt down. Yuan Zhou looked at master Cheng seriously but didn't go up to help him.

"Many thanks, master." Master Cheng lowered his head and said seriously.

"No need. Go back and give me this month's homework." Yuan Zhou said.

"Yes, Master. I'll send it over tomorrow." Master Cheng answered seriously.

"Stand up," Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay. Thank you for your hospitality, master. It's delicious." Master Cheng stood up and said.

"Okay, go back." Yuan Zhou said.

"Goodbye, master." Master Cheng didn't say anything but just nodded his head and agreed.

"Be careful on the road." As usual, Yuan Zhou walked to the door and watched master Cheng leave.

When he was almost out of sight, master Cheng turned around and looked at his master who was standing at the entrance of master chef Restaurant.

Yuan Zhou just stood at the door. The light from the lanterns outside shone on Yuan Zhou's body. Master Cheng knew that there was no one in the restaurant. However, it was still very noisy and boisterous outside the restaurant. However, Yuan Zhou seemed to be in a quiet world standing there.

"Master is indeed master." Master Cheng let out a sigh again and then left quickly.

He had promised his master Yuan Zhou that he would hand in this month's homework tomorrow. Therefore, he naturally had to go back as soon as possible to prepare.

While Yuan Zhou and master Cheng were having an exchange and dialogue between master and disciple, another exchange was also taking place in hang Tian's house, the birthplace of Huaiyang cuisine.

However, the atmosphere here was more serious, because this was also a farewell.

"Have you seriously considered it?" Hang Tian looked at his disciple, who was like a son, and asked seriously.

"Yes, Master. I must see President Yuan's cooking skills." Hang Tian's disciple, Hao Cheng, said with determination.

"AI, it's not that I don't want you to go, I'm just afraid that you'll suffer a blow." Hang Tian sighed.

"Master, I'm clear of the gap between President Yuan and me. I won't have any wishful thinking." Hao Cheng felt helpless.

It wasn't that he had no choice. His master hang Tian didn't stop him from looking for Yuan Zhou, but he was afraid that he couldn't bear the blow from Yuan Zhou.

However, Hao Cheng was well aware of his own craftsmanship and talent. Ever since he found out that master Cheng, who was about the same age as him, had become Yuan Zhou's disciple, he immediately classified Yuan Zhou as hang Tian or the other Grandmaster.

As for age, what was that? Can it be eaten?

Therefore, Hao Cheng was so calm.

"It's good that you know. I've never heard of such an amazing young chef in the past 300 years, let alone 100 years. You're still a human, but President Yuan is not." Hang Tian continued.

"Yes, you've said this a few times. If President Yuan knew that you said this, he wouldn't be happy." Hao Cheng couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong with that? that kid isn't human. He's too powerful at such a young age. I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with him in two years." Hang Tian said in an unpleasant tone.

"No, you will always be my master." Hao Cheng looked at hang Tian seriously and said.

"Alright, go, go. I don't care about you anymore. Just remember to come back." Hang Tian warned.

"Yes, Master." Hao Cheng nodded seriously.

Before he left, Hao Cheng kowtowed to his master, who had taught him for almost 20 years. This was the second time he had kowtowed besides the ceremony.

Hang Tian accepted the bow calmly, and then Hao Cheng left.

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