"Can't be too spicy? Interesting." Yuanzhou heart.

When the door was closed, Yuanzhou almost had the answer to this question.

"It's no wonder that Zhao Xin is coming to pass the message." Yuanzhou felt a little warm in his heart.

This Cao Zhiyu’s message was actually sold to Yuanzhou. Even the taste of this test dish was not known to Zhou Shijie.

After all, although Zhou Shijie is the president, he is not the chef of the competition. This key skill is only known to the chefs who are the competition.

Letting Zhao Xinlai tell Yuanzhou this skill should also be a way for Cao Zhizhen to make up for Yuanzhou.

"These people really spare no effort to promote Sichuan cuisine." Yuanzhou lamented.

Yes, the dishes that are not to be too spicy are naturally to promote Sichuan cuisine. After all, the taste of spicy is a taste that the locals love.

But people from other provinces can't eat the spicy taste. In order to promote, the taste of spicy must be the point that those people want to sacrifice.

"I am not a spicy Sichuan food, I am afraid it is not a Sichuan cuisine." Yuanzhou Road.

"It is a good theme to adapt to the spicy taste of people from other provinces." Yuanzhou had an idea in his heart.

He has to be an authentic Sichuanese to participate in this competition, of course, he must also win, after all, it is related to his reward.

Can't say that Yuanzhou is not conservative, he has this confidence now.

"Recent tasks are very heavy, and I sleep less than an hour at night." Yuanzhou decided to go upstairs to read a book, first study the Sanxiang sea, and set the time for 72 hours.

When closing the door, Yuanzhou adjusted the schedule for washing and washing. It was not too troublesome. Masks and gloves were brought along. Yuanzhou did not know whether breathing would affect ancient books, but it was always wrong to do one more thing.

"Song Miscellaneous" is not thick, even if you look at it one word at a time, Yuanzhou saw about 15 minutes and saw the introduction of Sanxiang Hai.

Some of the handwriting is blurred in time, and I can't see it clearly, but it is clear that only someone has made this dish. It tastes sweet and salty, and the taste is very unique and harmonious.

And the previous president of the week said that "good, three beans are fragrant, like the sea", are almost the same, there is no substantive help. From the ancient books, it can only prove that Yuanzhou’s previous speculation is correct. The three flavors of Sanxiang Haihai are sweet and salty.

"The book said that this is Yang's specialty dish, Yang's specific can not be verified now, but the representative of the dishes is not only successful, but also good at." Yuanzhou frown thinking.

After reading the book, Yuanzhou carefully covered the lid and then took off the mask.

"President Zhou told me that in addition to him, many famous chefs have studied. Since the predecessors can succeed, then I should have no problem." Yuanzhou Xindao.

"A week after the demonstration store selection, three days after the fragrance of the sea, time is tight." Thinking of the time is so tense, Yuanzhou decided to go to the toilet to find inspiration.

“I heard that it is easier to find inspiration in the bathroom.” Yuanzhou took the change of clothes and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, Yuanzhou had a preliminary idea about Sanxiangfanghai.

“It’s a lot easier to take a shower.” Yuanzhou’s heart said: “Follow the menu.”

Yuanzhou opened his computer in his pajamas and sat down at his desk. The submission menu he said was the competition in the demonstration store.

There is a rule in this game, that is, you need to submit the menu in advance. It is also a serious official game. It is natural that you don't say what the chef wants to do, and naturally there are certain rules.

Knowing this rule, Yuanzhou is ready to submit the last day. There are too many dishes and it is difficult for him to choose the game.

But today, with the reminder of Cao Zhisheng, Yuanzhou has an idea in an instant.

"It's the simplest one-to-one cold meal, and you don't have to think about strategy." Yuanzhou Xindao.

Yes, this game can only be used for three courses, so how to arrange is also a chef's strategy.

For example, if you have one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, or one, you have to have a best match.

Yuanzhou opened the webpage and directly filled in the three receipts of saliva chicken, Mapo tofu and boiled pork in his receipt information.

These three dishes are simply representatives of spicy food. The two dishes of simmered chicken and boiled pork are the representative dishes of Sichuan cuisine.

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And the name of the saliva chicken is the origin because the spicy taste can make the mouth paralyzed to the involuntary drooling, you can imagine the spicy of these dishes.

It is to use the most spicy dishes, to judge with the spicy conquest, and Yuanzhou also wants to let the judge know that if a thing is for promotion, even its own features are lost, then it is not far from mediocrity.

Filled in Yuanzhou directly submitted, and then read another book for ten minutes, this is safe to sleep.

Sleeping well in the night, Yuanzhou slept for an hour, but still got up at the usual time to start exercising and start a new day of business.

On the new day, Zhao Xin went to work in the early morning to go to work.

When Cao Zhisheng came to the store, Zhao Xin consciously went to his office to start reporting last night.

"叩叩" Zhao Xin knocked on the door.

"Come in." Cao Zhiyu sat in a chair and looked at some bills of materials.

"Chef." Zhao Xin is not afraid to call the master now, because he has been shackled too much recently.

"How is the matter?" Cao Zhiqi looked up and looked at Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin lowered his head and looked at the ground. He didn't dare to look at Cao Zhizhen. After all, he could only see disappointment from his master's face. Naturally, he dared not look up.

"Look up and talk." Cao Zhizhen’s harsh voice came from the front.

"Yes, Master." Zhao Xin raised his head subconsciously.

"Say it." After Cao Zhizhen saw that Zhao Xin was not so mournful, he said with satisfaction.

"Master, after I apologized last night, I have already told you the key points that you said." Zhao Xin seriously reported.

"Well, what did he say." Cao Zhi said.

“Yuan’s chef didn’t have a special expression and didn’t say anything.” Zhao Xin seriously thought about it, and then said.

"Let you come back directly?" Cao Zhi said.

"Yes." Zhao Xin nodded.

"Interesting, it seems that he understands the meaning of this prompt, and does not need this prompt." Cao Zhiyu touched his big bald head.

"Master?" Zhao Xin is somewhat puzzled.

"This Yuan chef should make spicy dishes." Cao Zhiyu said affirmatively.

"Why?" Zhao Xin really didn't understand this time.

Even he understands the meaning of the judges. Yuanzhou can't understand it. Since he understands that he still does this, is he so confident in his craft? Zhao Xin could not help but think.

"Look at if he has submitted the menu." Cao Zhizhen did not answer the question, but swiped the mouse to start looking at the internal pages of the game.

"It's actually a mouth-water chicken, boiled pork and Mapo tofu." This is the heart of Cao Zhizhen's affirmation of Yuanzhou's thoughts. He really wants to be spicy.

It is not difficult to guess that in the past competitions, some people tried to use the spicy to conquer the judges. Of course, the result was a failure.

Not because it is not good, but because it is not suitable.

This is: You are very good, but I don't love you. The result is that I am very impressed by the judges and then rejected.

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Ps: Double the monthly ticket at the beginning of today~ The little friends are dry, and they all vote for the cat. Thank you everyone~