Seeing his grandfather smile, Liu Jianan also revealed a smile, but he just looked a little silly.
"Heh-heh. I don't mean that. Grandpa, if you were a monkey, I wouldn't be a little monkey." Liu Jianan said.
"It's good that you know that." Master Liu said.
"I know, I know. Do you want to drink water? There is warm water here." Liu Jianan took out the thermos flask and asked.
"No need. Tell me what dishes are served in that restaurant." Master Liu waved his hand and said.
"Good. I have checked before I came here. Boss Yuan has served many new dishes." Liu Jianan immediately took out his phone and prepared to explain.
As he was at the end of the line, Master Liu and Liu Jianan listened to each other. It was quite harmonious. Seeing Master Liu sitting in the wheelchair, others would even make way for him subconsciously.
After all, the wheelchair was quite big and occupied a lot of space.
"No need, no need. I'm old and have poor health. That's why I'm sitting in the wheelchair. I can still walk." Every time someone made way for him subconsciously, Master Liu would explain with a smile.
The line moved forward slowly, which meant it was their turn to eat more and more quickly.
Of the customers waiting outside, Yuan Zhou naturally didn't know who was there. He also didn't know that the old man who had once eaten in his birthday banquet would come.
Now, another foreign tourist came to the restaurant and moreover, he had a special request. Hardly had he sat down when Zhou Jia came to order dishes.
"Excuse me, what would you like to eat today?" Zhou Jia asked politely.
"Wait. I have a request. I don't know if I can tell your chef." The person who spoke was dressed in a simple white shirt and jeans. He appeared to be a very clean young man.
"What kind of request?" Zhou Jia asked with a smile.
"It's about the dishes. It's about the dishes." Obviously, the young man also knew the rule of Yuanzhou Shop that no one should talk about other things during business hours. Therefore, he immediately said earnestly.
"Okay. One moment, please." Zhou Jia nodded the head and then turned to look at Yuan Zhou.
"Boss, this person has a special request for the dishes." Zhou Jia passed on the information to him.
"Please speak." Yuan Zhou nodded and said to the young man.
"It's like this. Boss, may I ask which dishes don't have MSG in your menu?" The young man picked up the exquisite menu on the table and gestured.
"I'm from Gan Province, and my mother has been telling me since I was young that MSG isn't good. That's why I can't eat MSG now. I'll have a bad reaction if I eat it. That's why I'm asking," the youth explained before Yuan Zhou could reply.
"By the way, if we release all of them, can we not release them?" the young man continued to ask.
"Don't worry. We don't add any MSG in our dishes. Of course, we still add salt," Yuan Zhou said after the young man finished speaking.
Yuan Zhou's voice came clearly from the mask.
"That's great. Thank you, Boss. Oh, no, I mean Master Chef." The young man immediately smiled.
Yuan Zhou nodded and turned around to continue cooking.
Yuan Zhou always chose to listen to the customers' opinions when it came to the special requirements of the dishes. Of course, it was hard to say whether he would change it or not.
After all, Yuan Zhou had the confidence of being a Grand Master Chef.
"It turns out that Boss Yuan doesn't even add MSG in his dishes, but they are still so delicious. No wonder other places can't cook it." The customers sighed with emotion one after another.
"Exactly. I tried to cook the White Oil Tofu at home and found many tutorials, but they all tasted terrible. It turns out that he didn't add MSG. I'll try again next time," a customer said.
The customers discussed in a low voice. Zhou Jia continued to order dishes.
"Hello. I want to order dishes." Having solved the problem of the young man, he immediately stopped Zhou Jia.
"Ok," Zhou Jia answered.
The lunchtime lasted for two hours and passed quickly. It was time for the last batch of customers to enter the restaurant.
During the more than one hour, nothing else happened except for the tourist from Gan Province.
"Grandpa, let me carry you inside." When the new customers entered the restaurant, Liu Jianan's voice was the most obvious.
"No need. It's not like I can't walk." While saying that, Liu Jianan straightway got up from the wheelchair and entered the restaurant.
"Please put away the chair." Liu Jianan immediately supported his grandpa and then turned his head and said to the people behind him.
After all, Liu Jianan was old and thus he didn't refuse Liu Jianan's support. He slowly came to the middle seat of the long curved table and sat down.
The two seats were specially reserved by the last batch of customers. Respecting the old and cherishing the young didn't conflict with tasting delicacies.
"Hello, Boss Yuan." Although Liu Jianan would recall the birthday banquet once he saw Yuan Zhou, he still greeted him politely.
Yuan Zhou just nodded his head indifferently and didn't have any strange or embarrassed thoughts.
"Grandpa, what do you want to eat?" Liu Jianan opened the menu and handed it to his grandpa.
Zhou Jia didn't go there immediately. It wasn't because of the wheelchair. After all, the customers who came to eat in Yuanzhou shop were quite varied. There were some who sat in wheelchairs, but it was the first time for such an old man to sit there.
After all, the brown age spots on Liu Jianan's hands were quite obvious.
Liu Jianan didn't care about how others thought of him. He looked at Yuan Zhou carefully, but Yuan Zhou was wearing a face mask and was cooking earnestly. Therefore, he didn't see anything else.
"He's a conscientious and responsible chef." Liu Jianan had an idea in his heart and then lowered his head to look at the menu.
Choosing the dishes was a simple task. After all, Liu Jianan couldn't eat much now and the dishes had already been chosen.
Therefore, Liu Jianan handed the menu to Liu Jianan for him to have a look.
"Stewed Chicken with White Fruit from Qingcheng Mountain, Fragrant Orange Cordyceps Duck and Fried Eggplant with Vegetable Fish. That's all." Liu Jianan closed the menu and said.
"Okay. One moment, please." Looking at Liu Jianan who paid the bill quickly at the side, Zhou Jia nodded her head and then said.
Liu Jianan and Liu Jianan only ordered three dishes and all of them were Shanghebang Cuisine of Sichuan Cuisine. They were not spicy but mainly nourishing, which was quite suitable for Liu Jianan.
The stewed soup of Sichuan Cuisine was totally different from the stewed soup of Cantonese Cuisine. It didn't require all the ingredients to be melted into the soup. Generally, people could eat the vegetables while drinking the soup.
Yuan Zhou served the dishes very quickly. The first one served was the Stewed Chicken with White Fruit from Qingcheng Mountain. One of the characteristics of this dish was that the main chicken had to be a mountain chicken that grew up eating the wild white fruit in the back mountain of Qingcheng Mountain.
The breed of the chicken was as big as a pheasant, but it wasn't firewood. The meat was fat and tender. The characteristic of this soup cooked by Yuan Zhou was that there was only the chicken but no white fruit.
That was because the chicken was full of the fragrant and sticky taste of the white fruit from the inside to the bones. The soup was fresh and smooth and the chicken was delicious.
This was the first dish that was served.
Liu Jianan picked up the small spoon and drank a mouthful of the soup directly. Then, he pursed his lips contentedly. The fresh and sweet taste of the white fruit and the fresh and delicate taste of the chicken made Liu Jianan feel that it was worthwhile to wait for more than one hour just now.
"Gu Dong." Liu Jianan drank another mouthful and sighed with satisfaction inwardly.
The key was that the soup wasn't only served one mouthful like that at the birthday banquet anymore. Instead, it could be drunk freely.
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