The customers in the restaurant naturally didn't know the conversation between Yuan Zhou and the System. Everyone's mind was still on the Egg Tossed Rice.
It couldn't be helped. Yuan Zhou hadn't released a new dish for a long time. Since the new dish had just been released, it was naturally something worth discussing.
What's more, the Egg Tossed Rice was 138 yuan per serving. After the discount, it was only 110.4 yuan per serving. It wasn't expensive.
Of course, Yuan Zhou's restaurant was the same as usual. The 40 cents would still be collected.
Speaking of which, if it weren't for the development of electronic payment, Yuan Zhou didn't know how much change he would have to prepare to make up for it.
After the discount, there were many cents and cents. It was very difficult to get change. But now, most of the customers used electronic payment, which saved them a lot of trouble.
Moreover, most of the customers knew the rules of the Yuanzhou shop. If there was a discount, there would be a discount. There would never be a discount. Even if there were a small number of customers who were dissatisfied, they became satisfied after eating the food made by Yuan Zhou.
It couldn't be helped. It was too delicious. They couldn't think of anything else.
More and more people knew about the discount in the Yuanzhou shop. Today was the second day. The number of people who came to eat was slightly less than yesterday. But it was still a lot. Moreover, there were more strangers.
On one hand, it was because of the spread of the listing. On the other hand, the development plan announced by Mr. Wu had begun to be publicized.
Publicity with capital was completely different from Yuan Zhou's which relied on word of mouth. In just one morning, the entire three provinces of Yungui, Sichuan, and Guizhou had heard of the Yuanzhou shop like a thunderclap.
Following that was the gourmet and entertainment city that Mr. Wu announced to be built. It was built around the Yuanzhou shop, which was now known as The Kitchen God.
The purpose of publicity was naturally to attract more famous chefs or other commercial brands in the future. Not to mention other things, in the area of Sichuan Cuisine, who could compete with Yuan Zhou?
No!
Therefore, it was a win-win situation.
Yuan Zhou's original fame, coupled with the explosion of the listing this time, as well as the viral publicity of Mr. Wu's company, made these two things explode in popularity for a while.
Not to mention those ordinary people who only knew that Yuan Zhou's dishes were delicious and talked about Yuan Zhou every day, even chefs nowadays would talk about Yuan Zhou at any meeting.
Furthermore, this situation wasn't limited to Chuan Province, but Yun Province and Gui Province as well.
As a matter of fact, the new Chef's Alliance Conference in your province is currently being held.
During the meeting, they emphasized on Yuan Zhou, who was currently in Sichuan Province, his culinary skills, talent, and age.
After the meeting, the president and vice president of Gui Province's Chef's Alliance, as well as other famous chefs, gathered together to chat.
The president of Gui Province was a little chubby. His culinary skills weren't the best, but he looked very amiable. His name was Deng Xuan, and the vice president was a fair-skinned, beardless middle-aged man called Lin Yun.
There was also an old man called Liu Xi, who had a stern face and didn't look easy to get along with. He was another master of Gui Province's cuisine. Before the establishment of the country, he was already a somewhat famous chef. Therefore, he was very respected.
There were three people with relatively high status in the meeting. Most of them spoke first. The rest were young chefs, most of whom were in their thirties and were in the prime of their lives.
The first to speak was naturally the president, Deng Xuan. He said straightforwardly, "Chuan Province is really lucky. How did such a talented chef appear all of a sudden? Next time we meet, that Zhang Yan will definitely show off."
"Exactly. President Zhang's words are not pleasant to hear," the fair-skinned Lin Yun also said with a frown on hearing that.
"You think too much. That brat has just become famous. If he can achieve something in the future, it will be a good thing for our chefs," the old man, Liu Xi, said with a solemn expression.
"Yes, yes, yes. That's true," the president, Deng Xuan, immediately nodded in agreement.
"That's right. He's not from our province after all. I'm a little unwilling," Lin Yun said.
"Exactly. There are too few good seedlings in our province these years," Deng Xuan also sighed when he heard that.
"Then teach him well. There will always be good seedlings," the old man, Liu Xi, said.
"That's true. All of us here are young talents. Maybe one of us will be better than that Yuan Zhou." Deng Xuan immediately comforted them with a smile when he saw the other young chefs were either dissatisfied or ashamed.
"That's right. That's why we have to work harder," the vice president, Lin Yun, immediately encouraged them.
With the encouragement from the two presidents, the atmosphere immediately became better. Then, someone started to speak.
"Of course. Recently, we have been studying the cuisine of our province," another chef immediately chimed in.
Just as this person finished speaking and everyone was still nodding, a tall young chef spoke with an indignant expression, "Chairman and Old Liu, I'm the head chef of Shifangge Restaurant in Yang City, Guiyang City, Zheng You."
"What's the matter, Head Chef Zheng?" the president, Deng Xuan, asked with a smile.
After all, in such an occasion, one could just speak directly if one wanted to. However, someone who greeted them first and then introduced himself would definitely have something to say.
Then, everyone turned to look at Zheng You, wanting to hear what he wanted to say.
Zheng You was about 35 years old and had a medium build. His exposed arms looked very thick. Presumably, he was also a chef of his own. His small eyes shone with shrewdness. He appeared to be a smart and capable person. Even when he saw everyone looking at him, he didn't panic and just spoke directly.
"I think that the way that Head Chef Yuan Zhou does things is very inappropriate," Zheng You said straightforwardly. Then, without waiting for others to ask, he continued, "That Head Chef Yuan has quite a lot of achievements in Sichuan Cuisine, but he named his restaurant The Kitchen God. Isn't he a little too confident?"
Zheng You directly pointed out his dissatisfaction. Originally, some people thought that Zheng You was making things up, but now, they immediately understood.
This Yuan Zhou seemed to be only in his twenties this year, but he dared to name his restaurant The Kitchen God. Wasn't he a little too arrogant?
Almost all the chefs present thought so.
After all, in their opinion, Yuan Zhou was only very good at Sichuan Cuisine. Of course, they believed that. After all, since ancient times, no matter which industry it was, there was no lack of geniuses.
Maybe Yuan Zhou was a genius, but it was too much to call himself The Kitchen God. Not to mention other things, he definitely couldn't compare with them in terms of the cuisine of your province.
The young chefs looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.
Since Yuan Zhou had only put up his restaurant's signboard for a short period of time and he was promoting the Gourmet Entertainment City, no one noticed this detail at first.
But now that Zheng You said it, it seemed to be the case. Both Deng Xuan and Lin Yun frowned.
This immediately boosted Zheng You's confidence. He continued, "It's still appropriate for him to call himself the Chef God of Sichuan Cuisine. After all, his Sichuan Cuisine is very convincing. But if he just calls himself the Chef God, that's too arrogant."
"That's why I think Head Chef Yuan should add the words' Sichuan Cuisine 'on his signboard. That's more appropriate," Zheng You concluded.
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