Although he was extremely depressed, Wu Jiang really couldn't say anything in front of Gu Daoyi.
After all, Gu Daoyi is also in his seventies, and his hands became like this to fulfill Wu Jiang's request, so what can he say?
However, when he thought of his uncle who would come to Anshi tomorrow, Wu Jiang felt disturbed for a while.
He knew very well how much his uncle was looking forward to tasting the most authentic Zhejiang cuisine. Originally, he had already guaranteed the ticket on the phone, but what should he do now? When uncle comes tomorrow, what will he treat him with?
By the chefs in his restaurant?
Don't be kidding, these chefs under me, although their cooking skills are good, but if they want to satisfy my uncle's tricky mouth, forget it!
What's more, it's not that my uncle has never tasted their cooking skills.
According to my uncle's words, the chefs in my restaurant should be okay for ordinary banquets, but they are still far from being able to handle real state banquet-level meals!
At this time, Wu Jiang really felt at a loss.
To be honest, the cooking skills of their restaurant chefs are already second to none in Anshi.
Even if they can't get into Uncle's eyes, it's even more impossible for other chefs.
what can we do about it?
At this moment, Wu Jiang seemed to think of something, he looked at Gu Daoyi suddenly, and said, "Master Gu, do you think this will work? You don't need to do anything next, you just need to instruct my chefs to cook. They are all experienced chefs, so I believe there should be no problem."
Hearing this, all the chefs in Tianxin Pavilion suddenly showed excited expressions.
It is much easier to be able to be directed by Master Gu to cook the dishes himself than to steal a teacher.
Unexpectedly, when Gu Daoyi heard the words, he shook his head bluntly and said, "Boss Wu, I'm afraid this method won't work."
"Why? Could it be that Master Gu is afraid that his culinary skills will be stolen by others?" Wu Jiang said jokingly.
Gu Daoyi shook his head and said: "Boss Wu was joking, if someone can learn my cooking skills, I will be too happy! It's just that the method you proposed is really not feasible. Maybe you don't know, Zhejiang cuisine is about Fineness, each technique, each detail, has a certain degree of attention. Even if I personally teach your chefs, I am afraid that I will not be able to do everything. Although they will be able to make good dishes by then, but in the mouth of real gourmets, You can still taste the difference. There is no way to satisfy the descendant of the royal chef you are talking about."
Hearing this, Wu Jiang frowned again.
The purpose of his invitation to Gu Daoyi is to make dishes that satisfy his uncle. If it can't fill you up, what's the point of everything?
Sensing Wu Jiang's embarrassment, Gu Daoyi asked curiously: "Boss Wu, is the identity of the descendant of the royal chef you want to invite important? If possible, can you let him come back after a while, and wait for me to come back?" After his injury is healed, I will cook a table of dishes for him myself?"
Hearing Gu Daoyi's words, Wu Jiang's eyes flashed with gratitude.
As Master Gu, it is not easy to make such a promise.
He smiled wryly, and said to Gu Daoyi: "Master Gu, let's stop standing outside, let's go inside the shop and chat."
Gu Daoyi nodded, and under the leadership of Wu Jiang, he came to a box in Tianxin Pavilion.
At this time, a waiter had already made tea in this box, and the dense aroma permeated the box.
After pouring a cup of tea for Gu Daoyi himself, Wu Jiang explained the reason of the incident.
It turns out that Wu Jiang's parents died unexpectedly since he was a child. It can be said that he was brought up by his uncle.
Thirty years ago, my uncle's family moved to the United States to settle down. He originally wanted to bring Wu Jiang with him, but due to various reasons, Wu Jiang stayed in Huaxia.
In this way, he and his uncle's family are separated from each other.
Due to social reasons at the time, Wu Jiang lost contact with his uncle.
Just five years ago, he finally got in touch with his uncle's family and invited him to return home to visit relatives.
Wu Jiang knew that his uncle's greatest wish was to taste a mouthful of authentic Zhejiang cuisine, so he mobilized his relationship and went all over the country to find masters of Zhejiang cuisine. As for the purpose, it was to satisfy his uncle's wish.
It's a pity, Wu Jiang's uncle is a descendant of the imperial chef, what delicious food has he never eaten?
The chefs invited by Wu Jiang couldn't satisfy his uncle at all, so he invited Gu Daoyi because of his relationship, but??I didn't expect such an accident to happen.
Perhaps because his voice was a little hoarse, Wu Jiang took a sip of his tea and continued: "Master Gu, to tell you the truth, my uncle is almost ninety this year, and although he is in good health, I know that this time he may be the last I have returned to China once. If I can¡¯t satisfy his wish this time, I don¡¯t know if I will have the chance to fulfill his wish in the future.¡±
He didn't expect that there were so many stories in it.
He thought about it for a while, and suddenly said: "Although I can't cook for you, I can introduce someone to you. This person is my junior, and he is not weaker than me in cooking."
Hearing this, Wu Jiang's eyes lit up, and there was hope in his eyes.
But soon his face became a little sad, and said: "But my uncle is coming tomorrow, is there enough time?"
Gu Daoyi smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, my junior brother lives in Jiangcheng next door."
What?
Hearing this, Wu Jiang was surprised and said, "Are there any master chefs in Jiangcheng? How come I don't know?"
"Could you have heard of Zhou Yunjie from Wuweiju?" Gu Daoyi asked in surprise.
"Zhou Yunjie? He is Master Gu's younger brother? But isn't Master Zhou good at Beijing cuisine? I haven't heard that he is good at Zhejiang cuisine?" Wu Jiang asked in surprise.
Gu Daoyi smiled slightly, and said: "My junior is just rarely cooking Zhejiang cuisine in public. After all, Wuwei lives in Jiangcheng. In fact, he is still very good at cooking Zhejiang cuisine, at least not much worse than me."
When Wu Jiang heard the words, he immediately said excitedly: "In this case, Master Gu, Master Zhou is begging you, please help him to come here."
Gu Daoyi said to himself: "Don't worry, he will still give me my face."
While speaking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Yunjie's mobile phone.
During a while of waiting, the phone was connected.
"Brother, aren't you planning to take care of yourself? Why don't you call me when you have time?" Zhou Yunjie's voice rang directly from the phone.
Gu Daoyi didn't talk too much, and directly told him several times about inviting him, and even described the relationship between Wu Jiang and his uncle.
Next, there was silence on the phone.
After a long time, Zhou Yunjie's voice came again: "Brother, can't we change the day? I'm going to prepare a wedding banquet for a newlywed couple tomorrow, and it's already been booked, I can't go away!" (Remember this Website URL: www.hlnovel.com