Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "Is this the same scoring system used by all chefs? This system feels a bit... a bit childish."
Huang Dahe said happily, "That's not the rule. This is the rule that was established after our master and his uncles parted ways.
In fact, it was said at the beginning that this banquet was not a feast, but just an opportunity to send disciples to see how bad the cooking skills of the people taught by the other party were!
Hehe, Master and his uncles are not stupid, and they are also very tacitly connected. Later it evolved into what it is now, where whenever one of them has a birthday, they have a banquet like this to compete with each other."
Ye Zhiqiu found it quite interesting. They were all smart people. What did the younger generation have to do with the discord among their elders?
After having a drink together, Ye Zhiqiu tasted his own dishes. After eating three dishes, he was quite satisfied. They were of his usual standard and there was nothing wrong with them.
Then he tasted the dishes of his senior brothers. Among so many people, Li Peng's dishes tasted better. This is a matter of talent.
Ye Zhiqiu thought it would be difficult for him to learn to his level. After all, his master had admitted that many of the dishes he cooked were not as good as his son's.
It's no wonder that Second Master's senior brother wanted to ask Li Peng to come over. Only in a place like the Beijing Hotel could he truly delve into his culinary skills and continuously improve them.
As a junior, he naturally needed to toast. Ye Zhiqiu started with the master and began to circle around.
Chen Weiguo really liked watching this brother drink, as it was just like drinking water, and he could say nice things, so he followed behind him with the wine and helped him pour it.
After one table finished dancing in circles, Chen Renfu happily led the applause. Looking at Ye Zhiqiu who continued to dance in circles, he said proudly: "My little disciple may not be an outstanding cook, but he is smart and has a great drinking capacity.
This spicy fish dish was his idea, based on boiled pork slices. If you want to learn how to make this dish, talk to Xiaolei Bicheng and his friends.
This crispy fried chicken was also his creation based on Western cuisine, but his purpose was not pure enough. This brat made this dish just to please his girlfriend.
This dish is mainly about the marinating method, and you can use it to improve the flavor. As for how to crisp the skin and season it, these are basic skills, and I believe you all know them without having to learn them.
"Uncle Master, I want to learn how to make boiled fish. I'd like to share my latest research with you."
"Master, I also want to learn this dish, as well as your pickling method. I'm willing to exchange it for the dish in my recipe."
Chen Renfu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't ask me about this. Go discuss it with Xiaolei and the others."
Speaking of recipes, a chef's personal recipe book represents all the dishes he knows how to make. Ye Zhiqiu and his friends also have a recipe book. The so-called dishes that can be included in the recipe book mean that the chef thinks these dishes are up to standard.
After going around three tables and drinking more than two bottles of wine, Chen Weiguo returned to his seat and said excitedly, "Brother Ye, you are really amazing! You drank two bottles in one go, unlike my dad who took his time to finish his drinks."
Ye Zhiqiu quickly whispered, "Weiguo, please don't say anything. What if your father hears and makes things difficult for your brother?"
Ye Zhiqiu's words made everyone burst into laughter, which made Ye Zhiqiu very anxious. Fortunately, the people over there were drinking happily and didn't notice what was said here.
Fortunately, Chen Weiguo didn't mean it. If he continued to talk, who knows if an old father, in order to maintain his image in his son's heart, would come to Ye Zhiqiu for a drinking contest!
The meal lasted until after eight o'clock, and everyone started to leave. Ye Zhiqiu and his group went to see the guests off.
Because Chen Yimin and his friends were quite drunk, and also because of the shortage of manpower, there were nearly twenty guests coming today.
Chen Renfu definitely couldn't come down to toast, because he was the elder here and only others could toast him.
So only Chen Yimin and his two brothers could go to toast. Ye Zhiqiu was good at drinking so he made a circle around all three tables. Li Weimin and the others were not so good, so they could only make a circle around one table each. This way, the level was almost the same.
So the main force is still the three of them. It is said that two fists are no match for four hands, so getting drunk becomes a normal thing after drinking.
After seeing off the last guest, the four of them ran back to the living room to see how the food was being eaten.
Ye Zhiqiu's own dishes were shredded pork with fish flavor, spicy chicken, and crispy fried chicken. He ate most of the shredded pork with fish flavor, so it seemed he'd give it a score of 70, just above passing.
There was a little bit of Sichuan spicy chicken left, which proved that everyone gave this dish high marks, and the crispy fried chicken was eaten up!
Ye Zhiqiu asked excitedly, "Master, all my crispy fried chicken has been eaten!"
Chen Weimin also said happily: "Master, my boiled fish has been eaten up too!"
Chen Renfu said happily, "Hahaha, this is very good! This means that your uncles and aunts highly approve of these two dishes!"
Eating two dishes at once, son, have you ever encountered this kind of scene when you went to a birthday party?"
Unfortunately, Chen Yimin was drunk and unconscious. He drank the most tonight. Since he was in the middle to upper class in terms of seniority, his junior brothers came to toast him and he couldn't hold back any more.
Li Bicheng, on the other hand, was still somewhat lucid. He mumbled, "Master...Master...No, there's usually a ray of light...Disciples...didn't bring shame to Master...and brought honor to Master..."
Li Cuihua just came in with some hangover soup and quickly helped Li Bicheng drink it. This time, the hangover soup was made with honey, which was more effective because the addition of honey could protect the stomach.
She said distressedly, "Look how drunk those kids are! Every time it's your birthday, old man, they get drunk. I don't know what they're so angry about!"
Chen Renfu remained composed, ignoring his wife's nagging. After all these years together, how could he still not know Li Cuihua? If anyone dared to respond, she would scold him non-stop!
Several women returned with hangover soup, but Ye Zhiqiu chose not to drink it. He was the most sober person among the group, and drinking it would be a waste.
Ye Zhiqiu was not asked to help with the cleanup because he had drunk so much alcohol that everyone was worried.
He took out cigarettes and passed them around, except for the three drunk people. After lighting up for Chen Renfu and himself, he said with a grin, "Master, you've been drinking quite a bit tonight. You really can hold your liquor!"
Chen Renfu said proudly: "I took hangover medicine in advance. Although the effect is ordinary, it can at least make me drink more and hold on longer."
Ye Zhiqiu asked curiously, "Then why don't my master uncle and the others also take hangover medicine before drinking?"
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