Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 315 - 292: I Can’t Cook Huaiyang Cuisine Either

Chapter 315: Chapter 292: I Can’t Cook Huaiyang Cuisine Either

Chen Mo repeatedly recalled the information he read about Zhou Yu.

This gentleman had been working in kitchens since he was about fifteen or sixteen and later apprenticed under a famous Huaiyang chef. Whether it’s experience or skill, he definitely surpasses Chen Mo.

At least, when it comes to Huaiyang Cuisine, that’s the case.

"That’s not right, my skills aren’t that good. What if the dishes I make don’t compare to his, would that be a joke?"

Being a joke didn’t really matter to Chen Mo; he didn’t see it as embarrassing.

But if it really turned out like that, it’d be hard to negotiate prices; instead, it might give the other side a chance to hike them up.

"Boss Xiao Chen, you’re just being too modest. Don’t we know your skills? Whether it’s Sichuan, Xiang or Cantonese cuisine, everyone can see that. Huaiyang Cuisine should be a piece of cake for you."

Seeing Chen Mo still wanting to refuse, Hou Yao showed an attitude that wouldn’t take no for an answer.

"That fierce Niu River dish you made in the hospital really opened mine and Lao Mu’s eyes. We believe in you!"

With that, Hou Yao got up to leave.

In fact, it wasn’t that Hou Yao intended it this way; he just missed Boss Xiao Chen’s skills after such a long time!

It wasn’t just about tasting; it was more about watching.

Who knows what surprises Boss Xiao Chen might bring after all this time?

Besides, after seeing this incomplete building today, Hou Yao admired such a young person like Chen Mo from the bottom of his heart.

If it were anyone else, they might have been tempted when Mu Xin proposed looking for a son-in-law, and even offered hotel and restaurant management in three districts of Guangzhou?

And what about Chen Mo? Not only wasn’t he tempted by such material conditions, but he also lived a life through his own skills that even made this old man envious.

A young person like this, Hou Yao just couldn’t help but want to lend a hand!

Driving around the world is indeed romantic.

But sooner or later, people have to settle down.

What about then?

Hou Yao thought letting Xiao Chen interact more with Mu Xin and Fang Zhizhong was a good idea, at least so that when he decides to make his mark, he already has some connections.

Youth might not understand the importance of this, but as an old man who cherishes talent, I have to help out!

Thinking of this, Hou Yao felt like a respectable senior!

Jumping out of the catering van, Hou Yao turned and asked, "By the way, do you still have that black tea?"

Chen Mo sighed and shook his head, "I do, but I can’t take it with me. Come find me whenever you want a drink."

"Tch, just sulking over such a small thing." Hou Yao only felt Chen Mo was pouting, waved his hand with his back turned, "I’m off. See you at Wanglong Mountain at noon."

The abandoned neighborhood returned to its quiet peace.

Chen Mo, drinking a glass of orange juice, felt a mess inside.

What on earth is this...

If I had known it would come to this, I would have seriously thought before agreeing to Fang Zhizhong yesterday.

But then again, even if I knew, it wouldn’t matter. The conditions Fang Zhizhong offered were too tempting.

Ever since the food truck got the instant move feature, Chen Mo had a strange fondness for properties he could own, but funds were tight. Once he has more money, he definitely plans to acquire some shops nationwide.

Then he could wake up one rainy Suzhou morning and instantly be in Guangdong for morning tea, even catch a glimpse of Cantonese WWE.

Chen Mo particularly likes looking at Kun Fist, it gives an invincible feeling.

In the afternoon, wander around and teleport to Sichuan for some spicy hotpot in the night, isn’t life splendid like this?

"Forget it, that’s just wishful thinking. The urgent matter is how not to embarrass Boss Fang."

With Hou Yao’s departure, the inside of the recreational vehicle automatically transformed into a large room. Chen Mo went to the sofa and opened the AI interface.

This thing has been popular lately, and even Chen Mo can’t help but ask it questions.

For example: I have a food truck that talks to me, is that normal?

The AI was pretty speechless at that time.

"Which famous Huaiyang dishes are easy to learn and can be mastered quickly?"

Soon, the AI provided answers.

Looking at the dish names on his phone, Chen Mo felt like he downloaded a fake AI. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"So Crab Roe Meatballs are beginner-level dishes?"

"Come on, are you serious about Squirrel Fish?"

"What the heck are Braised Shredded Tofu and Wen Si Tofu?"

Looking at these dish names, Chen Mo’s head buzzed. In his impression, these are dishes that only national-level chefs can handle. If someone like him took them on, wouldn’t it be a joke?

President Fang, you’re really giving me a tough challenge...

Despite this, Chen Mo went back to the food truck. Fortunately, he had bought plenty of ingredients with Xiao Jiao during summer camp the day before, so he could at least give it a try now.

Working with all kinds of ingredients, even if the result doesn’t match up to Zhou Yu who has years of experience, at least he can’t make a fool of himself.

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Jingzhou City, under the Wanglong Mountain, at the One Meter Sunshine Hotel.

"Don’t worry, Master. Yesterday I checked out a few restaurants in Jingzhou online and even tried them; there’s no place here that knows how to cook Huaiyang Cuisine properly."

"Honestly, it seems Northern people have no clue about Huaiyang Cuisine. Even if it’s just a chef at a resort restaurant, even if the wages around here are low, if the boss wants to open a Huaiyang restaurant, he can’t do without me. Rest assured about that."

"Yes, Master. Okay, enough talk. I need to get ready to go up the mountain and show them what I’ve got."

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Yu got up and tidied his clothes.

After his restaurant went bankrupt, he fell into hard times, and for a period, he was so afraid of debt collectors at his door that he didn’t dare to return home!

He had thought about returning to restaurant work; with his skills, it wouldn’t take many years to clear those debts.

Unexpectedly, in trying to attract customers with his restaurant before, he had offended many peers. Now, that he’s down, those peers teamed up to squeeze him out.

While they offered jobs, not one restaurant would pay more than twenty thousand yuan, which Zhou Yu found insulting!

In a moment of anger, Zhou Yu decided to move up north.

Before coming, he knew these small cities in the north typically have lower wages, but he confidently sent out his resumes anyway. Fortunately, the boss of this developing resort actually responded to him.

The boss’s message was clear: if Zhou Yu had skills, the salary was negotiable.

Zhou Yu put on his chef’s uniform, which had become a professional habit of his.

Full of confidence, he left to hire a cab to the mountain.

As for today’s trial dishes, Zhou Yu was well-prepared. If the boss had specific requests, he’d follow them.

If the boss didn’t have any particular requirements, he would freely display his own talents.

Having worked in the kitchens of an established brand for over ten years, even though Zhou Yu hadn’t done much cooking while running his own restaurant, the process of preparing each dish was deeply ingrained in his muscle memory.

"My bottom line is twenty-five thousand. There’s no way we can cut a deal for less than that!"

Sitting in the taxi, Zhou Yu gazed at the scenery outside the window, as if regaining the confidence he once had!