Yuan Zhou looked at Yin Ya with his bright and piercing eyes and an indifferent expression on his face, as if that was what he should do.
However, Yin Ya was a little speechless. Looking at Ling Hong who was snickering at the side and Jiang Changxi who was looking at her with a teasing expression, Yin Ya decided to ask again, "Boss Yuan, don't you have anything else to say?"
Yin Ya's voice wasn't delicate anymore this time, but with an accent of gnashing her teeth.
However, Yuan Zhou looked at Yin Ya and said solemnly after thinking for a while, "Delicious and good-looking are the basic requirements of a chef's culinary skills."
After saying that, Yuan Zhou even looked at Engineer Cheng, meaning that he wanted Engineer Cheng to record it down, remember it carefully and put it into practice.
"Shua Shua", Engineer Cheng took out a small notebook and started to record it.
"Oh, Boss Yuan, you are really a good chef." Yin Ya was stupefied for a while and then praised him expressionlessly with a taut face.
"Thank you for your compliment." The corners of Yuan Zhou's mouth under the face mask curled up and revealed a smile. Then, he went back to the kitchen and continued cooking.
"Hahaha. I'm dying of laughter." Ling Hong covered his mouth and snickered with a very low voice.
Yin Ya pretended that she didn't hear that and shifted her attention back to the ice powder in front of her.
"The ice powder looks really good." Yin Ya complimented. Then, she picked up the spoon and stirred it for a while, preparing to eat it.
Along with Yin Ya's stirring, the ice powder and brown sugar in the glass bowl became more fully mixed. The sparkling ice powder with the red syrup hanging on it looked extremely beautiful.
"Ahwoo", Yin Ya swallowed the ice powder in the spoon with one gulp.
Instantly, a stream of faint cool air rushed into her throat, making the heat from the outside disappear immediately.
The ice powder rolled in her mouth smoothly. Once the brown sugar on it touched the warm mouth, it also emitted a sweet taste.
Because it was cold, the sweetness was also a little cold. It was very suitable with the cool and smooth texture of the ice powder.
"Wow, it's delicious." Yin Ya's eyes lit up as she looked at the ice powder in the bowl. Then, she scooped up another piece and ate it.
This time, Yin Ya scooped up more soup, so she drank a mouthful of sugar water directly.
The cool syrup with the taste of brown sugar and the refreshing taste of ice powder immediately flowed down his throat, making him feel a little cooler in the summer. However, it was not cold, but just right.
Because the taste of the ice powder syrup was only cool, but not icy.
"Slurp." Yin Ya drank up the brownish red sugar water and then ate the ice powder.
It was still cool, smooth, and a little chewy. When he chewed, not only did he have the delicate sweetness of the brown sugar, but he also had the refreshing taste of the ice powder.
"So comfortable." Yin Ya drank up the last bit of sugar water in the bowl and sighed with her eyes narrowed.
"Summer is the right time to eat ice powder. It's so comfortable." At that time, Ling Hong also ate up the ice powder.
"My heart immediately cooled down. It doesn't feel any worse than the Watermelon Juice. Besides, it's cheaper," Zhao YIngjun also said happily.
That's right. A bowl of brown sugar ice powder was RMB 48, while a cup of Watermelon Juice was RMB 88. It was indeed much cheaper.
"So you don't want to drink the Watermelon Juice today? Then help me order a cup. "Wu Hai's hearing wasn't any worse than Yuan Zhou's when it came to listening to food.
"Shameless Wu, I'm convinced." Zhao YIngjun was instantly speechless.
"Thank you." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and looked at Zhao YIngjun expectantly.
Zhao YIngjun supported his forehead and totally didn't know what to say. In terms of shamelessness, no one in the restaurant was a match for Wu Hai. In terms of wealth, few people in the restaurant could compare with him.
Unfortunately, Zhao YIngjun couldn't compare with Wu Hai in either aspect. Therefore, he could only resign himself to his fate and ordered a cup of Watermelon Juice from Zhou Jia. Of course, it was Wu Hai who paid for it.
The new dish, Brown Sugar Ice Powder, was very popular among the customers. One reason was the price and the other was that it was much more abundant than the Watermelon Juice.
Therefore, almost the first words of the customers waiting in line outside were, "Give me a bowl of Brown Sugar Ice Powder, please."
Lunch time ended in Yuan Zhou's busy schedule. Yuan Zhou watched the customers leave one by one. Then, he let out a sigh of relief and relaxed.
At that time, only Engineer Cheng and Yuan Zhou were left in the restaurant. Engineer Cheng looked at Yuan Zhou and suddenly said, "Master, I've learned a new skill of massaging shoulders recently. Let me give you a massage."
Engineer Cheng looked at Yuan Zhou's shoulder expectantly.
"No need." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"But master, you are too tired. My massage is very comfortable. My wife has already tried it." Engineer Cheng said affirmatively.
Yuan Zhou looked at Engineer Cheng's fan-like big hands and then looked at his thin shoulders. It was rare for him to fall into silence.
"It's only right for a master to enjoy the service of his apprentice." Engineer Cheng continued to persuade him.
"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling."
However, Yuan Zhou didn't say anything. Just at that time, an ear-piercing ringtone sounded.
"Let me take a call." Yuan Zhou pulled open the drawer and picked up the phone. Without looking at the name, he answered the phone directly.
"Hello, is this Boss Yuan Yuan Zhou?" A gentle male voice passed from the other end of the phone.
"Yes, I am. What's the matter?" Yuan Zhou put on a straight face and appeared to be answering the phone earnestly.
"I'm Wen Feizhi. We met at your apprenticeship banquet last time, Master Yuan." It was Wen Feizhi at the other end of the phone.
Wen Feizhi was the pottery master nicknamed Master Flying Finger. The pottery made by him was especially popular among chefs.
Yuan Zhou took off the phone and looked at the name on the screen. As expected, the name Wen Feizhi was displayed on the screen.
"Hello, Master Flying Finger." Yuan Zhou greeted him politely.
"Master Yuan, don't be so courteous. Just call me Lao Wen." Wen Feizhi appeared to be in his fifties. He spoke mildly and said smilingly.
"Master Wen, have you finished your pottery art?" Yuan Zhou didn't call him Lao Wen directly. Instead, he compromised.
That's right. Yuan Zhou remembered that he had promised to call Wen Feizhi to have a look when he finished his pottery art. Therefore, he asked directly.
"Yes. Master Yuan, do you have time to come over now?" Wen Feizhi answered.
"Okay. Sorry to bother you, Master Wen." Yuan Zhou said courteously.
"Don't mention it. I hope Master Yuan can give me some advice." Wen Feizhi said earnestly at the other end of the phone.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou agreed readily.
Speaking of appraising the pottery art, although Yuan Zhou didn't know how to do it, it wasn't a problem for him to appreciate it under the bombardment of various top-grade tableware from the system.
"Okay. See you in an hour." Wen Feizhi made an appointment.
"See you in an hour." Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.
After that, they hung up the phone at the same time.
"Master, let me send you there." Engineer Cheng didn't mention the massage anymore. He went up immediately and said.
"Okay. Wait for me for ten minutes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then turned around to go upstairs to wash up.
It was Yuan Zhou's habit to wash up after every meal time. Naturally, it was to keep himself clean and tidy.
When he said 10 minutes, he meant it. At exactly 10 minutes, he opened the partition and walked out of the kitchen.
They walked along Taoxi Road to where Engineer Cheng parked his car …
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