I survive by acting like a spoiled child [food]

When the phone was connected, the person on the other end of the phone didn't seem to realize Ruan Tang's identity.

It wasn't until Ruan Tang mentioned Zhao Xu that the other person came back immediately: "Come to xx Villa before 8:[-] tomorrow morning. You don't need to buy vegetables. We will arrange the part in charge of the chef in advance."

After all, the birthday party is in the restaurant business.

Although the birthday party will not be fully prepared by the in-house chef, it is also impossible for outside chefs to intervene casually.

It was because of Zhao Xu's face that Ruan Tang could participate.

Ruan Tang didn't have any complaints either.

He took a taxi early the next morning to go to xx manor, and when he arrived at the gate, he was led to the back kitchen by a man who looked like a housekeeper.

"We checked the reputation of your restaurant on the Internet. I heard that you cook braised fish and meatballs well. Prepare the ingredients. We will have someone to remind you when the time comes. Don't make them in advance."

After the butler gave his instructions seriously, he left the back kitchen.

Ruan Tang carefully remembered what the other party said, first washed his hands, put on his hat, and then prepared the materials he needed, Ruan Tang didn't know what to do for a while.

"Boy, what are you doing!"

Ruan Tang was startled by a rough shout behind him, he turned around in surprise, only to see a wild-looking cook, holding a kitchen knife and looking at him unkindly.

"Sorry, my dishes are ready..."

"There are still materials not ready over there. Help me remove all the yellow leaves outside, leaving only the heart of the cabbage. All the yellow leaves must be removed, understand?"

The cook didn't hesitate at all, he just threw the job of washing vegetables to Ruan Tang, and then went to deal with the washed materials by himself.

Ruan Tang froze for a moment.

This cook should be the chef of this birthday party.

His voice was loud and his temper was not very good. The cooks who were cooking together didn't want to be ordered by him, and they had already gathered together to mutter.

Only Ruan Tang carefully washed the vegetables and removed any defective parts as required.

He arranged the dishes and placed them next to the chef, who was busy handling the fish in his hands without even raising his head.

Ruan Tang didn't feel neglected - the reason was that he saw the chef's technique.

He cut the surface of the fish almost instantaneously at an extremely fast speed. Ruan Tang even saw the chef put several ingredients in together, but when he put down the knife, the surface of the fish didn't seem to change much.

The chef quickly shredded the carrots, and then randomly carved a carrot flower with a knife—according to Ruan Tang's visual inspection, every part of the carrot flower was the same thickness, even the smallest part inside was separated Yes, if it is steamed in a pot, every place can fully soak in the aroma of the soup.

Such one-handed knife skills are simply superb.

It's just that the chef's temper is really bad. He saw that the dishes were ready, and then muttered to ask Ruan Tang to make other preparations.

Ruan Tang felt that he was overwhelmed by his methods.

He listened carefully to the chef's instructions and went to wash and chop the vegetables. The chef occasionally raised his head and scolded Ruan Tang for his slow speed.

"It's really cooking for people at your speed. People are starving to death, and your food hasn't been served on the table yet." The chef's face was drawn long, and he stared at Ruan Tang with abnormal eyes round. "Come and see how I chop vegetables!"

Ruan Tang froze for a moment, and soon he moved to the chef's table.

"The fish that I am best at requires the surface of the fish to be cut into thin slices, and the seasoning must be completely stuffed into the inside of the fish, but the exterior must remain the same. The fish selected must be fresh and tender, with a lot of fat..." the chef Constantly teaching Ruan Tang how to cook, Ruan Tang also absorbed the knowledge taught by the chef very seriously.

In the past, he just cooked according to the recipe or his own taste.

But the experience always comes down to those chefs who have been cooking for decades.

What the chef said while cooking gave Ruan Tang a lot of inspiration.

——So when the other party instructed Ruan Tang to work, Ruan Tang became more humble.

His dishes were served at the end of the banquet—if a strong-smelling dish was served at the beginning of the banquet, it would cover up the taste of the later meals.

And before serving the dishes, Ruan Tang kept busy with the chef.

In addition to cooking the main course, the chef also made several cold dishes.He cooks quickly and deliciously, and Ruan Tang's attention is almost instantly attracted - the speed of the chef's cooking, chopping and handling the ingredients is beyond his reach.

Ruan Tang wanted to praise the chef, but he was not very good at communicating with others, so he could only handle the ingredients more attentively for the chef.

It was already past twelve o'clock when Ruan Tang got started, and he slowly cooked his specialty braised fish and meatballs. The chef glanced casually and sniffed the smell in the air.

"The craftsmanship is not bad, but if you can process the meat... make the meat finer."

After Ruan Tang finished cooking, the chef spoke silently.

"Your sauce is very special. I don't ask what seasoning you used, but the minced meat of your meatballs is not handled well."

"Then it should be..."

"Seeing that you cook well, you can also be a human being. Come, I will teach you a few dishes."

The chef patted the table directly.

Ruan Tang's eyes lit up.

He immediately approached the chef, and the chef showed Ruan Tang his knife skills.

The blade split the flesh in an instant.

Every movement of the chef when cooking seems to be practiced, fast and precise.

"There was a chef in ancient times. The knife he used was specially customized. The thousand-year-old cold iron was soaked in the seasoning. After the taste invaded, every time he cooked, he could use the cold blade and good knife skills to process the ingredients to the extreme... A chef without a good knife can never be a real chef."

The chef slowly pushed aside the corners of the fish with his thumb, and the fish with a very neat appearance had been cut into pieces.

"The seasoning must be sent in, but not too much..."

Ruan Tang stared at the chef's hand intently.

"These are some special dishes that I am familiar with. Although the best dish cannot be entrusted to you, you can learn the others."

The chef's words are full of satisfaction.

"But it won't, isn't that letting others steal your business?"

Ruan Tang's eyes widened.

From the beginning to the end, he was unwilling to tell others the secrets of desserts, for fear that his business would be completely ruined.

But the chef seems to be different...

"Yes, I'm afraid of stealing the business... But my cooking is different from others. Cooking requires heat, knife skills, sensitive taste and suitable seasoning. A spoonful of salt, a milliliter of vinegar, even No matter how precise you are, the taste will be different, and I didn’t say the recipe of the most important dish... Cooking requires years of immersion and training. You can turn a dish into a delicacy if you know how to do it. Yes, besides, if gourmet food is never taught to others, wouldn’t it be the same as those ancient secret recipes that have disappeared and can only be regarded as legends.”