Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1095 Ingredients Conference
Yang Song directly stuffed the bamboo green onion into Gu Baiwei's mouth.

What the hell, what's all the fuss about?

The legendary green bamboo onion is just, as for it?

In Baifeng Pavilion, in the hands of Yang Song, is it necessary to be surprised to see something in the legend?
Yang Song himself is a figure living in legends.

He was used to it.

The surface is calm, and the heart is more peaceful.

Yang Song would still be shocked by any magical ingredients thrown out by the system in the past, but gradually it disappeared.

He's used to it.

Yang Song is so indifferent, in the eyes of Gu Baiwei and others, this is the demeanor of a master.

"As expected of Brother Song!"

Yang Song was embarrassed: "What happened to me?"What's the matter with your inexplicable worship? '

"Brother Song deserves to be my name card as a Huaxia chef, it makes me feel ashamed!" Gu Baiwei felt that Yang Song was someone who had experienced the world.

The boss who is flattered and humiliated.

He is already a fairy with high sun in the clouds who can float in the clouds and overlook their group of ordinary people.

Yang Song didn't know what was going on in his heart. If he knew, he would probably admit it.

'Young man, you have a good idea, I am the man who is about to become the King of Chefs. '

It may be that many chefs He Guoda have been killed recently, and Yang Song has also contracted the second disease.

However, in him, there is a strong strength as a confidence, it cannot be a second disease, but it is a matter of course.

All the diners in Baifeng Pavilion have become accustomed to Yang Song's operation.

Gu Baiwei ate the green bamboo onions, laughed and cried.

"Wait until the next food appreciation meeting, bring green bamboo and scallions there, and slap those idiots in the face!"

"What, the price of onions that have been sold to us over the years can be compared with gold and silver."

There are several food suppliers in Northern Europe, and the price per catty of green onions they sell to Huaxia is comparable to gold.

"Ingredient Appreciation Conference?" Yang Song heard of such a gathering for the first time.

"In fact, it is a competition, that is, our countries use the best ingredients to rate and price them. This is of great importance to the culinary industry."

Gu Baiwei also gave an example:

"For example, the 5A-grade Kobe beef in any country is recognized as the best beef, and it has also become the top orthodox standard of beef dishes."

An authentic western restaurant, if there is no Kobe snowflake beef, it is not worthy of being called high-end.

In other words, the food conference sets the standard.

"It's time to rectify the name of our Chinese scallions!" Gu Baiwei was very excited.

Although the price of scallions cannot be compared with that of beef, no matter which country the chef cooks, scallions are indispensable in the kitchen.

"What kind of charter is that food conference?"

"First of all, the five continents, such as our Asian ingredients conference, select the best ingredients. In principle, one hundred kinds of ingredients are selected. Ingredients in front of the world.”

"The good ingredients selected by the Asian Food Ingredients Conference are then taken to the World Food Ingredients Conference to participate in the selection, where the rankings are determined, graded, and a lower limit price is set. The best ones often have no upper limit."

Yang Song understood.

"When will the game be held?"

"Because of seasonal reasons, the ingredient conference is divided into four seasons, that is, four events, held every three or five years, depending on the specific situation."

Yang Song understands this flexible game mechanism very well.

After all, the cultivation of any food material is not easy.

It will take the test of time.

"This year's autumn competition will be held in Hainan." Gu Baiwei got angry when he mentioned this.

"What a coincidence?" Yang Song entered and exited seven times in the video, studying seafood a lot.

In addition to entering Huang Ji, he accidentally discovered that he could enter the back kitchen of any store on that street.

Simply pleasantly surprised.

As expected of a coastal city, almost every seafood store on the food street has its own characteristics.

Now Yang Song can't wait to put on his wings and fly to the beach to practice cooking.

Today is different from the past, he is now a seafood boss with 130 seafood dishes.

"Brother Song, you don't know, it will take at least two years for our newly cultivated and improved ingredients to produce results." Gu Baiwei was furious: "Even if we declare, we should wait for the next time, this time it was tricked by those grandsons .”

The ingredients have not been cultivated, but they are not prepared.

But Huaxia became the host country.

At that time, the ingredients meeting will be held on time, and the skylight will be opened, and all face will be lost.

"Now that we have bamboo green onions, we can slap those people in the face!" Gu Bai said.

Yang Song: "Ingredient conference, green bamboo and green onions are not enough."

One sentence pulled Gu Baiwei's flying heart back to the ground.

"But we are more than green bamboo onions." Yang Song has a good brother named System.

There is still a month to go before the autumn ingredient conference, and the time is still a little tight.

"Try the biscuits and give me some advice." Yang Song had seen that Gu Baiwei not only ate green bamboo spring onions, but also secretly ate three small biscuits.

"What's your opinion?" Gu Baiwei was obviously still a child who had never experienced any dangers in the world, pure and innocent.

And a little silly.

Meng Shijia and the others are already conceiving small essays.

"Eat quickly, finish eating, come and write together." Meng Shijia's face was as dark as a pot lid. "Leave a comment on the leaf biscuit, explain exactly what shortcomings it has, and where is the room for improvement."

The future brother-in-law's cooking skills are delicious, but he likes to let people write small essays. This habit is too tough.

Gu Baiwei threw a few leaf biscuits into his mouth, which tasted delicious.

"Why do you want to comment? These biscuits are delicious?" Gu Baiwei ate the biscuits and enjoyed them very much. "I haven't eaten such a delicious vegetable biscuit for many years. The Qingji biscuit shop in Beijing should really learn from Brother Song. Their biscuits are getting worse every year."

"You mean the 20-year-old biscuit store?" Yang Song has been to the capital and heard of Qingji, but he has never eaten there.

"I heard that their family has [-] kinds of biscuits as their signature, and they are very famous in the capital."

Gu Baiwei: "That was in the past, three years ago to be precise, and now their biscuits are no longer good, only half the taste of the past, the first generation of bosses can't make biscuits, the second generation's craftsmanship is not good, smashing the signboard."

"Brother Song, the vegetable cake you made is as delicious as the one made by Qingji's first generation owner a few years ago."

The first time Yang Song made biscuits, he had the background of Qingji's 20-year-old shop.

"In Beijing, there are many 20-year-old stores, which are nothing at all." Gu Baiwei said with emotion: "It's just that Qingji is a store that can support [-] kinds of biscuits with one store. Now it has declined, which is embarrassing." ,that's too regretful."

Vegetable biscuits, one of the eighteen kinds of Qingji biscuits.

"I heard that the old shopkeeper suddenly became middle-aged and demented, and he couldn't hand over all his skills, otherwise Qingji would not have been defeated."

However, Hing Kee Biscuit Shop has been open for 20 years.

Eighteen kinds of snacks, if you really want to teach your disciples, it is impossible to teach them all. What else is inside, as long as their family members know.

(End of this chapter)