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The main reason was that chef Li's restaurant was known as the most authentic Dongpo meat restaurant in China. It was obvious that he was very confident to use the name of the dish as his name. If Yuan Zhou hadn't appeared, he would have been very confident.

Chef li had spent fifty years researching a dish. Naturally, he had to make it perfect. Even those without talent could make a good dish in such a long time. Furthermore, chef li was a talented person. It was the same for the things he had researched.

Yan Ming used to think so too. The Dongpo meat cooked with talent and time was definitely the best in China.

In order to have a taste of the authentic Dongpo meat, he had to make a reservation in advance, even though he was very close to chef li.

Not only did chef Li's Dongpo meat restaurant only have one meat dish, but the number of tables was also limited to ten every day. If one didn't have the ability, they wouldn't be able to eat it.

In the past, Yan Ming had spent a lot of effort to try it once. But now, it was different. With Yuan Zhou here, he had firmly suppressed chef li. Furthermore, reservations were not allowed. As long as one queued in advance, there was a high probability of one being able to eat it. Of course, the premise was that one had to stay at Taoxi road like today. Otherwise, if one came early, it would all depend on one's luck whether one could get in the queue.

"I wonder what chef li will think when he finds out that head chef Yuan has come out with Zhejiang cuisine?"

As Yan Ming thought about it, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat. He didn't even take a bite and directly put it into his mouth. The rich and fragrant taste instantly exploded on the tip of his tongue.

The Dongpo meat was not made with a single drop of water because wine was used instead of water. Not only was the meat soaked with the fragrance of wine, but there was also a faint wine fragrance inside the meat, which was long and striking.

The taste was rich and the juice was rich. It was crispy but not crumbled. It was fragrant and sticky but not greasy. Yuan Zhou's cooking skills were excellent as he only sank it into the meat with the chopsticks without breaking it.

Furthermore, chef li usually tied the Dongpo meat with cotton threads before steaming it because it was stewed for a long time. This was to prevent the meat from spreading out. However, Yuan Zhou's cooking was obviously useless. He made it as if it had come out of a book.

The skin was soft and chewy, the fat meat melted in the mouth, and the lean meat was plump and soft. However, the fragrance of the wine and scallions neutralized the meat's fragrance very well, making the dish oily but not greasy, fragrant and chewy.

The meat he chose was half fat and half lean, just right. It wouldn't appear chewy because there was too much lean meat, or it would feel greasy because there was too much fat. The control of the fire was also just right, making everything in this dish just right. There was only one thing, Yan Ming still felt that the portion was too little after eating it.

The juice was collected very cleanly. Except for some ginger and scallion soaked in the juice, there was no extra soup at the bottom of the other pottery jars. Even if he wanted to drink some, there was no way. Yan Ming could only sweep all the ingredients into his mouth, which was better than nothing.

The four empty utensils were placed in front of him, clearly telling Yan Ming that he had already eaten four dishes. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that he hadn't cleared the plates, he would definitely feel that he hadn't finished the dishes he had ordered. After all, his stomach wasn't full at all, and he felt that there was still space after squeezing.

"I've underestimated my stomach. It can obviously take on more difficult tasks."

Yan Ming decisively ordered two more dishes, which were also famous dishes of Zhejiang cuisine, braised spring bamboo shoots and braised meat with dried vegetables. After two dishes, he felt that nothing else could be stuffed in.

Only then did he reluctantly leave his seat and walk out of the shop. There was still a long line waiting to eat there. Yan Ming was also embarrassed to stay at his seat for too long, afraid that an accident would happen.

In fact, Zhejiang cuisine was very particular, not only about the cooking method, but also the ingredients. In "leisure time," there was a saying that "the world's good things are in solitary travel," which meant that one had to eat the original taste of the first-class ingredients.

And to pay attention to the original taste, the essence should be extracted and the dregs should be removed. The Dongpo meat that Yan Ming had just eaten was an excellent example.

Of course, Yan Ming didn't know much about this professional knowledge. He only knew that the Dongpo meat was very delicious, especially the one cooked by Yuan Zhou. It could be regarded as the love of his life.

Unlike other people who liked to eat beef, mutton, or chicken, Yan Ming had always liked to eat meat and pork, which could be said to be inferior to the barbarians in the past. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to get along with chef li.

Yan Ming could eat pigs from the beginning to the end and there was nothing he didn't like. However, from today on, his favorite was obviously the Dongpo Pork cooked by Yuan Zhou.

Chef Li's Dongpo meat was only Yan Ming's favorite. It was still far from his favorite. From this, it could be seen that he really liked it.

"Little Wang, I'll fax you head chef Yuan's revised proposal in a moment. Once you're done with the records, you can start again. There's not much time left. I've decided to stay in Chengdu and focus on head chef Yuan's wedding decorations. If there's anything you need me to do, just send it over to me."

As soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, Yan Ming couldn't wait to take out his phone and call his assistant, little Wang, to give instructions.

First, it was because Yuan Zhou's matter must be very urgent. Second, it was naturally to give an early warning for his following whereabouts.

The wedding of the Chinese chef King was an important matter. He had to personally watch over it. Otherwise, if something went wrong, it wouldn't just be a matter of destroying his reputation. It definitely wasn't because he wanted to stay here to gain some weight and eat more delicious food.

After making the arrangements, Yan Ming looked back at the shop's signboard under the cover of the night and said with pity,""I heard that I have to draw a slot to drink at night, and I can only draw a slot in the morning. I didn't make it today, so it seems that I can only try my luck tomorrow morning."

After making the plan, Yan Ming planned to go to the office in the next street to see if there were any omissions. After all, he was a professional planner. Not only did he know how to eat, but he also knew how to do practical things!

Yuan Zhou didn't know what Yan Ming was thinking. After he finished the dinnertime diligently and conscientiously, he started to get busy with the pub again.

Speaking of which, ever since the small Tavern had experienced the effect of gathering everyone in one place, each person who had drawn a slot could no longer bring only three or four people to drink. This was a society of human relationships. Who didn't have relatives and friends? this way, each person who drew a slot could bring no less than five people.

Every day, the small Tavern was exceptionally lively. In addition, there were performances from time to time, making it even more lively. Of course, everyone was still very restrained and did not make too much noise. They just appeared to be more popular.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many kinds of liquor in the pub, no amount of favors would be of any use in front of Yuan Zhou's liquor. For example, when he only had bamboo liquor, he really wished he could drink it alone. After all, he felt that one pot of bamboo liquor was not even enough for him to drink, so how could he share the amount with others?

Therefore, it was indeed a problem that people who got a drinking slot every day didn't know whether they should feel lucky or unlucky.

After handing the small pub to Mao Ye, Yuan Zhou was considered to have some free time. Since Yin ya wasn't around, Yuan Zhou made some food casually and then began to study the French dishes.

There were also quite a number of foreign customers every day. Yuan Zhou didn't intend to favor one or discriminate the local Chinese customers when he provided them with the benefits. He would only serve the French dishes on the menu after he had thoroughly studied them so that he could provide more benefits to the foreign customers.

Of course, it was just a thought for now and Yuan Zhou hadn't disclosed it yet. Everything was still waiting for time to ferment.

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