"Let me and Laowu Palace sit in the Jiuzhou Dingshi Breakfast Department, are you sure?"

Shi Buyu widened his eyes, really wanting to ask Zhou Dong, Jiuzhou Dingshi can afford to pay?

With his identity as well as Takemiya Masada, if he clearly stated that he would come out, I wonder how many top restaurants would offer sky-high annual salary.

And it’s really a ‘sitting in charge’, that is, he doesn’t need to take action once a year. This is not a joke. Just by the name of a contemporary chef, you can earn a top salary!

Otherwise, why can these Chinese chefs live in seclusion leisurely? Isn’t it because they don’t have enough money?

Where is the breakfast department? In the eyes of many chefs, they are not considered a restaurant at all. They are not much different from those who sell jelly on the street and those who make candy. He couldn't help but want to ask Zhou Dong, is it really appropriate for you to use a tart knife to kill chickens like this?

"Shisang, please don't forget your identity!

You are now Mr. Zhou’s second chef. What does it mean to be a second chef in China? You won’t be unaware of yours, right?”

Takemiya Masada glanced at Shi Buyu with dissatisfaction.

Master Zhou asked us to stay in the breakfast department and the big wine jar, which is what we value!

It's so rude that you actually talk to Master Zhou in this suspicious tone!

"Wu Gong said so old stone, you are my second chef now."

Zhou Dong nodded and looked at the Wu Palace, and he was able to put his position right. He was not like this old stone. He kept saying that he wanted to be his second chef. He just assigned some tasks to him and wanted to give up the challenge?

It is obvious that I can’t put down the airs of the God of Chef, and the idol burden is too heavy!

"Okay, I'm the second chef, I'm the second chef"

Shi Buyu sighed, what is the second chef?

When an outsider heard this, he thought it was the second seat in the kitchen, but it was not the case at all.

There are anvil heads on the chopping board, there are some stews on the water table, and there are special cases of roasting wax in the Cantonese kitchen, so there must be a 'wash'!

Everyone is a prince. When will it be the second chef's turn? To put it bluntly, the second chef is just a mess for the chef. When they meet a chef who is particularly good, serving tea and water can also be the responsibility of the second chef.

"Actually, if I can choose, I hope I can leave my time to study some more worthy dishes, such as the plan to restore the ancient Chinese cuisine you mentioned by Chef Zhou."

Shi Buyu couldn't help but say, "Actually, my old friends and I had this idea back then,

They are already diligent old monsters, and they are not short of money, so what they lack is naturally famous. If they can restore some legendary dishes, not to mention Yi Ya and Yi Yin, at least they can be famous in future generations.

Alas, people keep their names and leopards, but they are still not immune to the vulgarity after all

Xiao Yanyi, if you heard this from your old monk, he would probably laugh at me again.”

Yan Yi's face changed slightly, "Senior Shi, my master doesn't allow me to mention his affairs, so I have never told Lao Zhou, you."

"Okay, who is the fool? If you don't say it, others won't guess it?

In other words, Chef Zhou is kind and doesn’t want to expose you.”

Shi Buyu shook his head and said, "I think that old monk is just a fake monk. He said nothing all day long, but because he lost to someone, he hurried to the mountain gate and didn't dare to come out?"

It can be seen that he is not really able to break the word "empt".

If you have time, go back and ask me for him, since you don’t have “Wukong”, what honest monkeys can you learn?

My old friend, Chu Duo is doing chores for people now, so he is not interested in coming to see me?

I haven't seen him for so many years, and I really miss him a little."

Zhou Dong looked at Yan Yi. He also guessed the identity of the host master of Lingyin Temple. Now it seems that he is indeed another Chinese divine chef.

However, such a person actually came out of the mountain because he lost to his opponent. Is there really a master in this world who has reached the level of a chef god?

Seeing that Yan Yi looked a little embarrassed, he changed his mind and said, "Old Shitou, don't complain. Before you and Wu Gong are in charge of the breakfast department, we will work together to develop a lost snack dish.

The reason why this dish is called a snack dish is because it can be used as breakfast or as a full meal, can be used as a hall, can also be fragrant among the people, and most importantly, it has really been completely lost."

Zhou Dong smiled and said, "I hope this dish can become the main delicacy for you and Wugong to join the breakfast department. How about it?"

"Haha, Chef Zhou, please forgive me for being a beggar. In fact, when we reach our level of cooking, any lost or even fictional dishes in novels can be ‘restored’.

It depends mainly on how the taste is after restoration. A few of us old guys have also been interested by chance and have worked together to try some dishes described in legends and novels. Although the taste is reasonable, it is far from reaching the wonders of legends.

If the dish you mentioned is also a dish that is only left in the "Legend" without detailed recipes, we should not try it easily.

Because those dishes that spread rumors or novelists who rely on their imagination to virtualize their imagination do not have the basis for restoration, and then our reputation will be ruined in vain."

“If there is a detailed recipe, it will not be lost.

Moreover, the dish I mentioned is not something that is spread by rumors, nor is it the rootless duckweed imagined out of thin air. It has not only been recorded in history, but also has a relatively rough recipe."

Zhou Dong looked at Shi Buyu and said, "This dish is fried chicken with paper wraps. You must have heard of Lao Shitou, right?

To be honest, this is actually a private request made to me a few days ago when I was having tea with Mr. Zhu Yanping, Chairman of the Yellow River Group.

It is said that Mr. Zhu has a lost recipe. In fact, it was not collected by him, but it was passed down from his great-grandfather.”

"Oh, is that?"

Shi Buyu was slightly stunned, "Old Beggar has heard of Mr. Zhu. His business is very big, but he is a 'foodie'. The recipe left by his grandfather must be very difficult?"

"It's not simple, so Mr. Zhu's grandfather left his last words. If someone can restore the first dish on the recipe, "paper-packed fried chicken", he will be eligible to get this recipe."

Zhou Dong smiled and said, "Actually, it's not for this recipe. I'm just interested in this dish, so I want everyone to study it together."

Huailiang, who was sitting aside, moved his mouth, but he still didn't dare to speak.

Fried chicken in paper wrap?

He has really made this dish, and it is even recorded in some cooking apps. The finished product tastes pretty good.

But it's just not bad. Although the production method is quite complicated for ordinary people, it is nothing to chefs of his level, let alone chefs like Zhou Dong and Shi Buyu.

Even if he thought about it with his toes, he could figure out that the paper-pack fried chicken he had made was not the same as the lost paper-pack fried chicken.

But Masada Takemiya couldn't help but say, "Master Zhou, can I check out this recipe for fried chicken with paper wrap?"
Chapter completed!