After Yuan Zhou found nothing on the website, he started to practice his sculpting skills earnestly.
Taoxi Road was as noisy as usual, but people passing by the Yuanzhou shop all stopped and watched subconsciously and kept their voices low for fear of disturbing Yuan Zhou.
In France, which had a time difference of seven hours from Chengdu, it was 4: 00 pm in France when Yuan Zhou's lunchtime was back.
Chu Xiao had just finished his work in the shop.
"It should be around this time." Chu Xiao took a look at the clock in the office and then took out his phone and started to make a call.
The phone was answered after it rang only three times.
Chu Xiao greeted, "Chairman Zhou, this is Chu Xiao."
That's right. Chu Xiao was calling Zhou Shijie.
"Chu Xiao? How come you have time to call me? "Zhou Shijie's teasing voice passed from the phone.
"Of course I have something to talk to you about." Chu Xiao was still as impolite as before.
"What? Are you coming back to Taoxi Road to treat me to a meal again? "Zhou Shijie's tone became more teasing this time.
However, Chu Xiao didn't notice that at all. He said arrogantly as usual, "No, I don't have time recently."
"Then why do you call me?" Zhou Shijie said.
"The registration for the global exchange of chefs next year has started." Chu Xiao reminded him.
"I know." Zhou Shijie nodded his head, indicating that he got it.
"That person should have registered, right?" Chu Xiao said affirmatively.
"That person? You mean that guy, Yuan Zhou? " Zhou Shijie didn't understand who Chu Xiao was talking about at first. But on second thought, he knew he was talking about Yuan Zhou.
After all, only Yuan Zhou was worthy of Chu Xiao's attention among the young generation of domestic chefs and thus he specially called him.
"En." Chu Xiao didn't deny it and responded softly.
"He doesn't know that. Yuan Zhou only cares about cooking. He's not interested in any other competitions. He's even more boring than an old man like me." Zhou Shijie's words were full of ridicule, but he couldn't hide his pride and complacency.
Chu Xiao fell silent for a moment and didn't say anything.
"Yuan Zhou hasn't even finished his journey in the country," Zhou Shijie said after a pause.
Obviously, Zhou Shijie hoped that Yuan Zhou would take it slow and steady. He didn't want Yuan Zhou to develop internationally.
After all, Yuan Zhou was such a genius. If he couldn't figure it out, what would happen? Zhou Shijie now treated Yuan Zhou like a treasure.
"I think his goal isn't just domestic. It's also his goal to promote the Chinese cuisine." Chu Xiao understood that Zhou Shijie didn't want Yuan Zhou to participate, but he knew Zhou Shijie's goal best. Therefore, he changed the topic and said.
"Of course. It's the dream of our generation of chefs. After all, our culinary culture has a long history. Naturally, we should let those Russians see it." Speaking of that, Zhou Shijie's tone became firmer.
"This exchange meeting can just let him be known by others," Chu Xiao said.
"What you said makes sense. Let me ask Yuan Zhou about it first." Zhou Shijie thought for a while and then said.
"Remember to inform me when you agree. I'm looking forward to it." Chu Xiao said confidently. He believed that Yuan Zhou would agree.
"Alright. I know you are itching to show off your skills," Zhou Shijie scolded smilingly.
"Thank you, Chairman Zhou." Chu Xiao didn't say anything more and directly hung up the phone.
"Yuan Zhou, I wonder how amazing your culinary skills will be in next year's meeting." Standing in his office and looking at the skyscrapers outside the window, Chu Xiao couldn't help muttering to himself.
After putting down the phone, Zhou Shijie was stunned for a while.
"This competition can indeed make him famous. But Yuan Zhou is still young." Zhou Shijie didn't want Yuan Zhou to be distracted from his culinary skills for other reasons.
For example, those who invited Yuan Zhou to participate in cooking competitions or culinary exchanges, there were at least 100 to 200 people. However, Zhou Shijie refused all of them.
Only when some established chefs were worthy of Yuan Zhou's participation would Zhou Shijie tell Yuan Zhou and then let him choose by himself.
"Forget it. It's up to Little Yuan Zhou to make his own choice. With me by his side at that time, others will have to think twice before trying to poach him." Zhou Shijie immediately thought of a solution.
That's right. On one hand, Zhou Shijie didn't want Yuan Zhou to be distracted by other things. On the other hand, Yuan Zhou was too young and he was afraid that he would be poached by foreign chefs.
After all, the combination of Chinese and Western medicine wasn't the only reason. Nowadays, even cooking was a combination of Chinese and Western medicine. Therefore, Zhou Shijie was naturally worried.
"This guy is so curious. I hope he won't be interested in Western cuisine." Although he said that, Zhou Shijie still made a note in his schedule and prepared to make time to go to Yuanzhou shop.
Time passed quickly. Even with Yuan Zhou's ghost-like speed, he still hadn't finished sculpting the Along the River During the Qingming Festival Painting.
"Three hours, 19 minutes and 30 seconds. I've only sculpted one-third of it. It seems that it's still too slow." Yuan Zhou knitted his brows and was a little dissatisfied with his own speed.
"The Along the River During the Qingming Festival Painting is 25.2 cm wide and 528.7 cm long. I've only sculpted 123 cm. It's really slow." Yuan Zhou raised his head and looked at the painting in his hand, feeling regretful.
"When can I finish sculpting it in one afternoon? It should be enough." Yuan Zhou cut off the engraving of the Along the River During the Qingming Festival Painting and then stored it in the small courtyard of the pub.
Obviously, Yuan Zhou didn't intend to give this painting away. After all, it was an unfinished product.
After tidying up the entrance of the restaurant, Yuan Zhou returned to the restaurant and started to prepare the ingredients for dinner.
The door of the restaurant was wide open. In a little while, people started to line up.
However, there were three unfamiliar people at the front of the line. They didn't seem to know each other, but they all had one thing in common.
The three of them were all men. Two of them wore glasses while the other one without glasses had squinted eyes. He was so skinny that he seemed to be in high spirits. He was holding a plastic bag in his hand.
One of the two with glasses was very special. The lenses were irregularly shaped and there wasn't a frame at the side of the lenses. There were only frames at the sides of the lenses. He was dressed very fashionably and was obviously a trendy man. He was holding a pink lunch box in his hand.
The other one with glasses was much more ordinary. He wore ordinary clothes, a white shirt and black trousers. He looked very cultured. However, he was also holding a plastic bag in his hand, which contained something.
Besides, there were more than ten people who were holding something in their hands in the back of the line. The number was quite a lot.
Among them, the one who was in high spirits was just behind Wuhai in the line.
"The strategy says that the noodles are super delicious. I'm so looking forward to it." This person stood behind Wuhai and muttered.
"By the way, I don't seem to have brought boiled water. How can I eat instant noodles? What about boiled water? Will Boss Yuan provide boiled water?"
"How can I eat instant noodles without boiled water? What should I do?"
This person had been talking about boiled water everywhere from the beginning to the end. Finally, he attracted Wuhai's attention.
"Compass doesn't provide boiled water," Wuhai turned his head and said earnestly while stroking his small mustaches.
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