Chapter 555: Opening Lanxiang
He has always been proud of his identity as a R citizen and has always been strict with himself, never doing anything that would bring disgrace to his country.
Besides, he likes being admired by others, so he always creates a more respected image, such as a qualified gourmet who does not succumb to worldly affairs!
Those gathered at the competition venue today are famous gourmets from various countries.
Although they don't know each other 100%, they are professionals who have met each other occasionally and have heard a few words from each other from others.
No matter from which perspective, he must adhere to the principles of objectivity and reality and express his feelings, so as to preserve the face and dignity of him and the country.
After all, other diners will also taste it later.
Jiro pondered for a while, then said with difficulty: "Kyoto roast duck is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is indeed a rare delicacy, not inferior to foie gras sauce at all."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and several eager chefs or judges rushed forward to taste the food.
The crispy duck skin, tender duck meat, and secret sauce made them shudder with satisfaction. They stared at the remaining biscuits and duck meat with shining eyes, not caring to comment, and muttered, "There's not enough meat on one piece. I can't taste it."
As they spoke they grabbed another portion for themselves, ate and continued!
The others then reacted and joined in the scramble for food.
In less than two minutes, the three roast ducks were eaten by everyone.
An Zhiqiu held the microphone and chuckled as he said, "I wonder if our Kyoto roast duck suits everyone's taste?"
The crowd, still immersed in the aftertaste of the delicious food, nodded subconsciously. Then they realized their reaction and felt ashamed and angry.
A chef couldn't help but ask: "Mr. An, I often watch your food programs. I used to follow your teaching methods, but why can't I make delicious food?
I originally thought that the show guest was exaggerating to show his admiration for your cooking skills, but it seems that I didn’t get the point.”
An Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows and said, "We in Xiahua pay a lot of attention to cuisine. The right amount of seasoning alone is enough to discourage most people. Not to mention the factors of heat, stove, knife skills, etc. It can be said that everyone's cooking tastes different."
"Ah, you Xiahua people are too reserved in your words, can't you be more specific about the right amount?
Since you made the program, isn't it for us all to learn?
Why do you still have to hide it?"
An Zhiqiu couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "It's not that I won't teach you, in fact, Xia Hua's cooking steps are very simple, and the amount of seasoning to add depends on personal taste, there is no exact fixed value.
It’s just like drawing, the teacher demonstrates on the blackboard and the students follow suit.
The teacher also did not hide his own ideas, but the students' works were still different.
If cooking is a simple thing, then everyone can cook, so what do we chefs need to do?"
In Xiahua, housewives are all skilled in cooking. They can quickly grasp the key points expressed by An Zhiqiu by watching TV and improve their cooking skills.
An Zhixia held the pen in one hand and supported her chin with the other.
Through the international chef competition over the past half month, she found that not only were people prejudiced against Xia Hua, but they also had a low opinion of Xia Hua's food.
She took Fang Yuan and ate at all the Xiahua restaurants in the city during their break, and found out the reason.
In fact, in the past few decades, various restaurants have sprung up like bamboo shoots in China. At the beginning, the business was booming and the food tasted good. But after a long time, with a fixed customer flow, if the boss wants to increase profits, can't he just squeeze costs?
Once the chef starts cutting corners or not cooking carefully, the restaurant is not far from closing down. This is a very common situation.
What's more, among the chefs in Chinese restaurants abroad, very few have formally learned their craft from apprentices, and those who have some real skills have gradually forgotten the taste of their own country after being in a foreign country for a long time.
Generally speaking, the food is perfunctory and the taste is not authentic. At the very least, it will not leave a very deep impression on people after eating it once.
It is precisely these restaurants that are the vanguards of Xiahua culture in the international arena. If these vanguards can be trained well, then as long as the international people mention Xiahua food, they will be able to give a thumbs up, and the image of Xiahua in their minds will also undergo a drastic change.
After all, people all have the "halo effect", believing that a white complexion can cover up all flaws and that good things can make all things good.
To take a step back, even if the results are not astonishing, the international public will no longer be so repulsive and prejudiced against Xia Hua.
An Zhixia took a pen and wrote on the notebook. Xiahua Restaurant could open branches all over the world to provide the most authentic and diverse Xiahua cuisine to the international people!
Fang Yuan leaned over to watch and said jokingly, "I think I can open a Lanxiang Technical School to train chefs in batches and then send them abroad."
"Sure," An Zhixia actually thought about it seriously, nodded and replied, "Your idea is good, you can open an employment incubation base to teach everyone technology and help them find jobs.
It is not limited to chefs, there are also various types of drivers, barbers, pastry chefs, auto mechanics, welding and other professions. It is like a university specifically for adults.
It takes one or two years to learn a skill and serve the public, avoiding the situation where the skill is passed down to men but not women, passed down to family members but not outsiders, or the master starves to death after teaching the apprentice.
As society develops rapidly in the future, these workers will definitely be urgently needed.
We cannot just focus on education, the basic service industry is also related to the development of social economy."
Fang Yuan poked her cheek, which was flushed with excitement, and said with a smile: "You can expand on anything. Okay, I will hold a meeting to discuss it after I go back, and open the Lanxiang Technical School as soon as possible."
An Zhixia curved her eyebrows and said, "I remember there were also photographers, seamstresses, and so on."
"Okay, when the people below come up with a specific plan, I'll personally send it to General Xiao An for review. How do you think?"
"Okay," An Zhixia said with a sullen smile.
An Zhiqiu's roast duck completely conquered everyone, and no one questioned the deliciousness of Kyoto roast duck anymore.
One third of the contestants advance directly, and the remaining two thirds play the second game. This means that these eliminated contestants have the opportunity to get high scores and equalize the advantage.
The competition was unprecedentedly fierce. The chefs and judges were fully committed to the competition. The more the competition went on, the more excited they became, and more and more spectators were attracted.
The food abroad is relatively monotonous. In order to get high scores, chefs often choose what they are good at. Some people can even cook the same dish from the first to the last performance.
Therefore, in such an atmosphere, An Zhiqiu would change the flavor of the food in each show, which was particularly eye-catching.
(End of this chapter)
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