That's right. Zheng You originally didn't have any feelings for Yuan Zhou. But recently, news about him had been all over the place, praising him to the extreme. He even seemed to be stepping on all the other young chefs. This was already unbearable for the prideful Zheng You.
Now that he finally had a meeting with his own people, he was forced to listen to how great this person was and what a genius he was. Zheng You couldn't help it.
This idea suddenly appeared in his mind, which led to the conversation just now.
"Aren't you a genius? Aren't you talented? Then you will definitely be able to defeat me with my specialty. If you lose, this honor will be mine," Zheng You thought proudly.
The ultimate goal of this plan was to give Zheng You a justifiable reason to use the cuisines he was good at to deal with Yuan Zhou.
Now, it seemed that Zheng You had succeeded, because all the chefs present showed a look of agreement.
"Head Chef Zheng's words make sense. Since we have such a sign, we naturally have to challenge him with our specialty."
"That's right. It's not that easy to get the sign of the Master Chef."
"Yes, Head Chef Zheng is right."
"But if you challenge him alone, isn't it a little … I remember that Head Chef Zheng is good at sour and spicy dishes," the man with whiskers said hesitantly.
The chefs present weren't stupid. Once the man with whiskers said that, they all reacted.
They couldn't let Zheng You challenge them alone. The cuisines of your province were divided into many flavors. Most importantly, they all saw an opportunity to defeat Zheng You who wasn't good at the cuisines of your province at all with the cuisines they were good at.
This was a chance to make a name for themselves. The young chefs were tempted.
"Head Chef Yang is right. I am indeed good at sour and spicy dishes. So I'm just taking the lead," Zheng You said modestly.
Zheng You's modesty immediately satisfied all the chefs present. They nodded in agreement with Zheng You's suggestion.
"Head Chef Zheng, when do you plan to go to Sichuan? It's better to do it sooner rather than later. After all, it's easier to change a sign that has just been put up," the man with whiskers called Head Chef Yang asked.
"I heard that Head Chef Yuan is holding a discount recently. It's not good for us to go there now. I plan to go tomorrow," Zheng You said with a look of consideration for Yuan Zhou.
"Head Chef Zheng is right. We can't take advantage of him," the bearded man said with a nod.
"What do the two Guild Leaders think about this?" Zheng You turned to look at Deng Xuan and Lin Yun.
"Learning from each other's culinary skills is also a way to improve. Remember, don't hurt each other." Deng Xuan said mildly.
"Of course. We are going there with the intention of reminding him," Zheng You nodded and said.
After Zheng You achieved his goal, he calmed down and began to listen to the rest of the meeting. In his heart, however, he was thinking about which of his signature dishes he could use to defeat Yuan Zhou and make a name for himself.
Zheng You thought to himself as he looked at Deng Xuan, who was still speaking on the stage.
In fact, there were many people who thought like Zheng You. In Yun Province, there were also young and vigorous chefs who were very dissatisfied with Yuan Zhou's signature.
Speaking of which, these people were to be blamed. It was Yuan Zhou who was too famous. If an unknown restaurant hung the signboard of Master Chef Restaurant, it would be impossible for it to cause such a disturbance.
After all, if one was not famous, who would care about the name of the restaurant?
For example, the reason why beautiful women were unlucky was because people usually did not pay attention to how long ordinary people lived.
The current Yuan Zhou was like a beauty who was famous in three provinces. Every move he made was being watched by people and they even dreamed of defeating him.
Now, this signature was a good excuse, wasn't it?
Time passed quickly. Yuan Zhou was busy in the restaurant. Just like that, the three-day discount ended.
On the first day after the discount, just after breakfast time, before Yuan Zhou could take out his carving tools and wash his hands, someone entered the restaurant again.
"Breakfast time is over. Lunch has not started yet," Yuan Zhou turned on the tap and started washing his hands.
"Hello, Head Chef Yuan," the person did not leave after hearing Yuan Zhou's words. Instead, he greeted him.
"Um," Yuan Zhou nodded and did not say anything.
"I am Zheng You, the head chef of Shifang Pavilion from your province." The person was Zheng You, who had arrived yesterday.
"What's the matter?" Yuan Zhou raised his head and asked.
"Yes, I am indeed here for a reason," Zheng You said solemnly.
"Go ahead," Yuan Zhou said.
"It's like this. Since we are around the same age, I will be straightforward," Zheng You said.
"Wait, I am 25 years old this year. May I know your age, Head Chef Zheng?" Yuan Zhou looked at Zheng You and asked in confusion.
Zheng You looked like he was in his thirties and he was really in his thirties. He was not like Yuan Zhou who looked mature but was in fact in his twenties.
Yuan Zhou thought that someone had misunderstood his age again. That was why he reminded Zheng You out of goodwill.
"Cough, I am 34 years old this year," Zheng You said awkwardly.
"Um, that's all," Yuan Zhou nodded and gestured for Zheng You to continue.
"Then allow me to be presumptuous and remind you that this signature name of yours is inappropriate," Zheng You suppressed his emotions and said solemnly.
"Oh," Yuan Zhou immediately lost interest when he heard it was about the signature. He nodded and did not say anything.
"Head Chef Yuan, you are still young. You might not know this, but the title of Master Chef is not something that can be casually used. Let's not talk about other things. For example, do you know the cuisines of our province? Obviously …" Zheng You was prepared to lecture Yuan Zhou, but he was interrupted by Yuan Zhou before he could finish.
"Understood," Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.
"Good. If you can defeat me with the cuisines of our province, I will admit that there is no problem with your signature," Zheng You said with a frown. He was finally getting angry.
"No contest," Yuan Zhou refused straightforwardly.
"Why?" Zheng You asked in surprise.
"Can you represent the entire chefs in your province?" Yuan Zhou asked after a moment of silence.
"… No," Zheng You did not dare to answer no matter how proud he was.
"If I defeat you, no other chefs from your province will come to challenge me?" Yuan Zhou asked calmly.
Zheng You thought for a while. The group of young chefs was prepared to treat Yuan Zhou as a boss that could give them a lot of experience and reputation points. Obviously, they would not give up so easily. Therefore, he shook his head.
"So there is no point. No contest," Yuan Zhou concluded straightforwardly.
With that said, Zheng You really felt a little speechless. He was stunned for a moment.
"I need to prepare to sculpt. Please come back for lunch," Yuan Zhou said.
Zheng You's expression changed. In the end, he turned around and left. Of course, he was thinking of other ways to get Yuan Zhou to agree.
Actually, Yuan Zhou was also thinking. This was the third time he had challenged someone. This frequency was almost the same as when he had just become famous.
This made Yuan Zhou feel a little troublesome.
"Looks like I have to think of a way to solve this once and for all." Yuan Zhou touched his forehead and thought of a way.
"Got it." Not long after, Yuan Zhou suddenly slammed the table and took out his phone.
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