Zhang Hongcheng commissioned two masters, Lao Song and Lao Chen, to specially make a batch of small oval-shaped condiment plates.
The glaze is as white as snow and goes perfectly with the pure wooden table top.
In the oval white, a bright red dot is dotted at one end of the plate.
It has a crystal-clear bright red color and a glossy amber luster.
The abrupt and contrasting red and white colors, deliberately illuminated by a small incandescent lamp, almost catch the attention of everyone passing by.
Wilson confirmed one thing again, that this table was just an ordinary dining area, not Luo and his friends' exhibition area.
Not far from the table, a newly bought large aluminum pot was boiling over coal fire.
A chef who looked very stylish was standing there with his belly sticking out, looking at everyone with his head slightly raised.
Wilson suddenly felt that this chef must have something special!
The chef with great style is indeed named Fan.
A few days ago, Zhang Hongcheng visited several units with which he had good relations and specifically went to their canteens.
The purpose is to find a chef who meets his ideal image.
He doesn't care about craftsmanship at all.
Because the pastries and food on site at the guesthouse were all prepared by the foreign trade company itself, the only things I could get involved with were the noodles and dumplings that needed to be cooked on site.
Zhang Hongcheng didn't take a fancy to any of the most outstanding chefs from various units.
This old Master Fan was actually a nobody in the steel plant canteen. Zhang Hongcheng took a fancy to him only because his appearance was very confusing.
In addition, he has recently been suffering from cervical stiffness and has to keep his chin up all day to look at people, which just meets all of Zhang Hongcheng's requirements.
Master Fan stood by the pot, his back covered in sweat.
He was not afraid of foreigners, but was afraid of delaying things.
How could he not know that he is quite good at cooking?
Fortunately, Director Xiao Zhang borrowed him just to cook noodles and dumplings.
But if I show this expression as Director Zhang requested, I won’t offend the customers, right?
He took a small white towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Just as the snow-white towel was about to touch his forehead, Lao Fan suddenly remembered what Director Xiao Zhang had repeatedly told him.
In Wilson's eyes, the cold and arrogant cook wiped his sweat very gently and elegantly.
I'm afraid half of this guy's sweat smells like arrogance!
Wilson thought he might have stumbled upon a remarkable copy.
Unlike the way the Chinese had entertained them in the past, there were only twelve small white porcelain bowls placed around this arrogant chef.
He remembered that the Chinese always liked to entertain people like him with big bowls.
"Tang, we've been talking for so long, maybe I should have some noodles?"
Wilson smiled at Tang Jin, the Chinese salesman who was accompanying him.
Tang Jin knew that it was unrealistic to take over Wilson's order immediately, so he nodded.
These are just bowls prepared by this guesthouse...how stingy!
Fortunately, the current atmosphere is different from that of ten years ago. Foreign trade salesmen are required to be neither humble nor arrogant and have a flexible mind.
Instead of scolding the waiter, Tang Jin immediately took the initiative to help cover up.
"This is a new way to do it. Would you like to try a bowl, Mr. Wilson?"
"why not."
Lao Fan was extremely nervous. When Tang Jin asked him to order two bowls, he even hesitated for two seconds.
The effect is just right.
Seeing that the chef was a little "indifferent" to Tang Jin, Wilson became more and more interested in the food he was about to eat.
The master chef cooks noodles accurately and quickly.
But Lao Fan is different. His method of cooking noodles is similar to that of Lao Kong in Mr. Lu Xun's works.
While Lao Kong was queuing up a row of big coins, he also slowly "queued" up and ordered a small portion of noodles.
The action was arrogant, yet also very refined.
Tang Jin is an old noodle eater, and he was a little dazed watching it.
But Wilson licked his tongue with satisfaction.
Yes, that’s the taste!
When a real master cooks noodles, his movements are dazzling, and the colander and noodles are like a dragon's mind.
When it came to Lao Fan, the movement was slowed down ten times.
Tang Jin was a little confused. The chef was just making noodles, but why did it feel like he was performing tea art?
The ups and downs of this are full of charm and a brushed feel?
Wilson nodded with a smile.
As expected, I am really amazing. I have discovered another secret of the magical oriental country!
He had seen tea art, one of the most elegant culinary arts in the East.
Exactly what Zhang Hongcheng had instructed, Old Fan rose and fell twelve times in the boiling water.
When it’s time to cook, it suddenly speeds up, and then suddenly stops.
Tang Jin: Is there something wrong with this master?
Wilson: The master's movements are truly a joy to watch!
During the few days that Lao Fan was borrowed, what he practiced most was how to drop noodles into a small bowl.
Exactly twenty-four noodles, stacked in a small bowl to create a variety of patterns.
The time it takes for the master to fold the noodles is just a blink of an eye. Zhang Hongcheng requires Lao Fan to put them into the bowl within ten seconds, not even a second less.
Will the noodles clump together?
It doesn’t matter, the only thing Lao Gan Ma is afraid of with noodles is that the noodles are not clumpy enough.
Following Director Xiao Zhang's request, Lao Fan carefully opened an exquisite box and took out a small glass bottle with both hands.
Tang Jin originally thought it was a can, but when he opened it, he found a strong smell of hot sauce.
Lao Fan carefully picked up the white porcelain spoon as white as jade and slowly scooped out a spoonful of red and oily chili sauce from the bottle.
Lao Fan's expression was very serious, and he even put the spoon in front of his eyes and looked at it slowly for a few times.
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