Chapter 2079: Coach, I want to learn this

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As soon as it entered his mouth, Molieres eyes brightened. The rich sweet and sour taste attacked his taste buds, making him feel like his appet.i.te had been whetted.

Especially the crispy outer skin, which revealed the soft meat inside. The taste was excellent, and there was also the smell of eggs mixed in. The texture was complicated and varied, and it seemed to make people unable to stop.

The ketchup seems to be newly made. Its definitely not the kind that can be bought on the market. The proportion of tomato and sugar is really excellent. Ive made so many ketchup sauces before, and this is what the perfect proportion is. Ive learned it. Mo Li pondered.

If I can really acknowledge Yuan as my master, defeating Chu will definitely be a piece of cake. Its just that its not easy to acknowledge such a famous chef. Molieres thoughts did not stop him from eating.

In fact, sometimes people were really blind. Take Moliere as an example. He had searched for so much information on the internet, but he still hadnt seen any news about Yuan Zhou accepting an apprentice.

There are so many big shots in the shop. That person over there looks like the person in charge of Christies auction house. Moliere was not sure.

However, he had to be sure of one thing-he had to keep a low profile in the shop.

There were many thoughts in his mind, but he couldnt delay eating. He ate one chopstick after another, and his ability to use chopsticks improved rapidly.

Normally, a dish with sauce on it would be left on the plate easily. However, after Moliere finished eating, he found that the plate was empty. There was no sauce left at all. Basically, all the sauce had been locked on each strip of meat.

This scene made mo liais scalp tingle.I cant learn this technique. Moliere had some gains from the tomato juice, but it was obvious that he could not do it now.

If the sweet and sour pork tenderloin was stunning to Moliere, then the beautiful sweet and sour carp was eye-catching.

The plate presentation of Chinese dishes can be so beautiful? Moliere had always thought that French dishes were the most beautiful, and even Italy dishes could not compare.

The dish was shaped like a flying fish. Only the middle part of the fish was connected to the plate. The fish was covered in paste, which was evenly distributed on every piece of fish. It was like a fish that was exploding all its scales and trying to jump through the Dragon Gate. It was fresh and delicious.

This style doesnt have any vegetables to support it? Moliere took a closer look and realized the problem.

At first glance, he thought that there was a dish holder. In French cuisine, the dishes would be held up for the sake of setting the plate, but the dish in front of him did not seem to have one.

You really dont have one?! On the other side, Dean was also stunned. He almost blurted out that the coach wanted to learn this.

If he learned this, Dean felt that he would be able to do it again when he returned to Europe and America. Of course, Dean did not want to become a disciple.

As a chef who had been conquered by Yuan Zhou in roll, baby beef, he knew Yuan Zhou very well.

There were many people who came to master chef Restaurant to learn a thing or two, but head chef Yuan had never minded it.

Hence, Dean decided to eat a few more times and learn properly.

Dean glanced at the food on his plate, then at the steaming fish. He picked up his chopsticks and moved toward the fish, planning to have a taste of it so that he could order more next time and have his fill.

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It was stopped by another pair of chopsticks when it was less than 15 centimeters away from the fish.

Dean, what are you doing? Eat your own food. Moliere said, glaring at Dean.

I think this fish is quite fragrant, so I wanted to help you try what it tastes like. Besides, you dont like fish, so its only right for friends to help each other. Dean had a look that said,you dont have to be polite.

Just as Dean picked up his chopsticks again and was about to start eating, Moliere said,You want to try it? Alright, give me the one in front of you in exchange.

Now that Ive tasted the sweet and sour tenderloin, I know why Dean was so protective of his food. Its a good opportunity for me to try the fish banquet that he likes so much, Moliere thought to himself.

Dean looked at the carp, then at the dish in front of him. The carp could be eaten when he was free, but the all-fish banquet could only be eaten with a reason. He still had a clear idea of which was more important.

Since you dont need my help, just tell me. Im going to continue eating. Dean shrugged nonchalantly and put away his chopsticks before he continued to gobble down his food.

Seeing that the trade was unsuccessful, Moliere had no choice but to give up. However, he silently remembered the name Dean had said when he ordered the dishes and decided to order them himself in the future.

He turned his attention back to his fish. A sweet and sour taste similar to the one just now came over, and it was very tempting.

Its all sweet and sour, wont it be a little greasy? Such a thought flashed through Molieres mind.

He picked up a piece of fish meat with his chopsticks first. With a Kacha, he broke it off from the fish and put it into his mouth along with the sauce.

The ratio of sourness and sweetness was different from the previous one. This time, the sweetness was a little stronger and the sourness was a little lighter. Combined with the crispy and charred skin of the fish, the taste was quite good. The smooth and sweet fish meat on the inside was even more brilliant.

At first, Moliere thought that the meat in the sweet and sour tenderloin was already tender enough, but it was not on the same level as the fish now. The Tenderloin was smooth and juicy, while the fish was fresh, sweet, and tender. With a light sip, it melted directly in his mouth. It was a very enjoyable experience.

Oh, so fish is such a delicious thing. It seems that Ive missed a lot of good food in the past. Moliere had never found fish so delicious.

The fish he used to eat were either very tender or very dry without any moisture, or very moist but tough. In short, nothing was right. But todays fish was very to his liking.

There was no need for rice. The fish, along with the crispy fish bones, was directly eaten. Even the small sc.r.a.ps were not spared.

This was the first time Moliere had eaten so carefully.

After eating, Moriarty looked at Dean, who was still working hard. He touched his stomach and felt that he might have eaten too little in the afternoon, so he was still not full.

Shouldnt we order more? we were supposed to wait for Dean anyway. Moliere calculated in his heart.

What do you want to do? these are all mine. Dean felt Moriartys ferocious gaze and immediately hugged the vegetables in his arms. He did not have the demeanor of a chef at all.

Just by looking at him, one would definitely not be able to recognize that he was a France chef who lived in the Michelin three stars.

Ill order my own. Moliere immediately turned around and ordered a few more dishes without even looking at Dean.

Dean continued to eat fish. There were only a few opportunities to do so throughout the year, so of course he had to cherish them.

By the time the two of them were full, 20 minutes had already pa.s.sed.

You can go back first. I have something to discuss with head chef Yuan. Moliere felt that he would just say it today as an advance party, and then talk about it officially tomorrow.

Then you have to wait until the business hours are over. You can wait here. Although Dean didnt know why Moliere was looking for Yuan Zhou, it was common for chefs to look for Yuan Zhou.

He brought moriere out of the store and came to the place where the queuing Committee had specially set up chairs. This was the regular waiting area.

I know. You can go back first. Ill go back after Im done. Mo Li said sorrowfully.

Good luck, my friend. Dean waved his hand and left in a carefree manner.

The all-fish banquet had been finished, so when would they leave if not now?

I wonder when Molieres birthday is. If we can stay until then, we can invite him to dinner again. Its perfect that were all friends celebrating his birthday. Dean began to plan in his heart as he walked.

Moliere, on the other hand, saw that there were still many people waiting in line, so he sat down and decided to wait quietly.

Moliere was very satisfied with todays meal. Even if he just sat there and waited, his heart was still very calm.