As soon as Director Ma left, Chef Zhang gathered all the chefs together and gave them a righteous and loud instruction.
"Brothers, our spring is finally coming! This time, everyone must use all our best skills to make Director Qin and the staff of the Ice City Culture and Tourism Bureau feel the unique charm of Cangzhou cuisine. We absolutely cannot let down the Cangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau."
At Lao Zhang's urging, the chefs were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they echoed his words one after another.
After the brief call to action, the chefs got busy.
They selected the freshest ingredients and carefully prepared various seasonings, all expressing their intention to use their best skills to create innovative dishes, just to bring Qin Zian and the staff of the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau an unforgettable culinary feast.
Chef Zhang stood in front of the stove, his hands busy, his eyes focused and determined, as if he were engaged in a silent battle.
After a series of careful preparations and meticulous cooking, the strawberry tofu pudding was finally ready.
Old Zhang gently picked up the plate and carefully arranged the delicious dish on it.
Afterwards, carrying his strawberry tofu pudding, Lao Zhang walked steadily into the banquet room of the Cangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau.
His face radiated confidence and pride, because he knew that his strawberry tofu pudding would surely be well-received by everyone.
After all, this is the culmination of his countless efforts and wisdom, and he absolutely cannot lose.
"Director Ma, Director Qin, leaders of the Culture and Tourism Bureau, this is the creative Cangzhou dish I have painstakingly developed—Strawberry Tofu Pudding."
Old Zhang's voice was loud and powerful, full of pride.
As he spoke, he opened the plate of strawberry tofu pudding, revealing its original appearance to everyone.
The vibrant red strawberry jam spread across the smooth tofu pudding, like a fiery sunset cast upon a calm lake. The scattered strawberry pieces on top resembled sparkling jewels, radiating an alluring glow.
The dish is brightly colored and layered, creating a beautiful picture.
Upon seeing the exquisite dishes, Director Ma smiled with satisfaction.
He personally picked up a bowl of strawberry tofu pudding and handed it to Qin Zi'an.
"Director Qin, please go first," Director Ma said warmly.
Undeniably, the strawberry tofu pudding looked much better than Qin Zi'an had imagined.
But getting him to pick up his chopsticks and taste the delicious strawberry tofu pudding was a real hurdle he couldn't overcome.
After all, strawberries and tofu pudding are completely incompatible; even if they look good, they might not taste good.
The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.
Regardless, this is a token of appreciation from the Cangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau, and a dish meticulously prepared by the chef.
Out of respect for Cangzhou's culinary culture and in response to Director Ma's warm hospitality, Qin Zi'an decided to muster up the courage to give it a try.
He picked up a spoon and gently scooped up a spoonful of strawberry tofu pudding, feeling the refreshing fruity aroma and delicate texture intertwine in his mouth.
The sweet and sour taste of strawberries and the smooth texture of tofu pudding dance on the tongue, creating a unique taste experience.
This flavor was somewhat novel to Qin Zian, but he could indeed feel the creativity and care put into it.
As for the taste...
I wouldn't say it's delicious, but I can at least swallow it.
Seeing Qin Zi'an chewing so carefully, Director Ma couldn't help but feel curious and asked expectantly, "Director Qin, what do you think of the taste of these dishes?"
"Great! These strawberry tofu puddings are not only unique in flavor, but also incredibly creative. I can feel the creativity and passion of the chefs in Cangzhou for food, and I look forward to more and more people being able to taste this delicious food."
Sharing is caring, and we must let others enjoy this delicious food!
Qin Zian thought to himself, "I absolutely cannot let myself enjoy the sweetness of strawberry tofu pudding alone."
Hearing Qin Zian's praise, Director Ma became even more pleased and more confident in promoting Cangzhou cuisine.
Chef Zhang, standing to the side, was even more excited, unable to contain his smile.
"Director Qin, you are truly a kindred spirit! I was thinking you might find these exotic foods off-putting, but now I realize I was being cynical and judging you by my own standards."
"Director Ma specifically instructed that you should see the passion for Cangzhou cuisine. The brothers in the kitchen are already working hard to cook other dishes, but I feel that's still not enough."
"Today we've found kindred spirits, and I, Old Zhang, will no longer hold back. In fact, the hot pot chicken Manchu Han Imperial Feast also includes a cold dessert, but I was afraid you wouldn't be used to it, so I didn't serve it."
"But now that we've met face-to-face, I'm sure you'll like this dish. So, I won't keep praising it; I'll just bring the dish out for you to enjoy."
Upon hearing Lao Zhang's explanation, the staff of the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau widened their eyes, exchanging puzzled and uneasy glances. They had thought they had grasped the essence of this creative dish, hot pot chicken, but Lao Zhang's words were like a bombshell, causing a huge uproar in their hearts.
"Cold dishes and desserts?" someone whispered in the crowd, their voices filled with confusion and curiosity. "This sounds a bit... unusual."
The description "unusual" is already quite flattering, considering that the Cangzhou cuisine they are experiencing can be described as something truly unique.
At the same time, a strange feeling welled up in Qin Zi'an's heart.
He had high expectations for his trip to Cangzhou, especially for its unique and creative cuisine.
But Qin Zian did not expect that Cangzhou's creative cuisine was a treasure trove of food, with one bizarre dish after another appearing without any bottleneck.
Having just tasted strawberry tofu pudding and hot pot chicken Manchu Han Imperial Feast, Qin Zi'an couldn't help but worry that this so-called "cold dish dessert" might be too unique, or even unacceptable to them.
But now they have no way out and can only grit their teeth and keep going.
Before long, Old Zhang slowly walked over with the last dish of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, hot pot chicken, and their eyes were immediately focused on that mysterious dish.
When the dish was finally presented to everyone, the entire room seemed to fall into a brief silence.
Only now did everyone realize... there were things even more explosive than hot pot chicken buns, hot pot chicken grilled cold noodles, hot pot chicken fried tigers, and hot pot chicken cakes.
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