Cao Zhishu took the phone and went straight to his office, leaving his apprentice alone with a two-star Michelin certificate and not knowing what to do.
"Sous-Chef, what shall we do now?" A chef behind him went up and asked.
"Nothing. We'll hang it up after the master gives the order. You put it away first." The apprentice put the thing in his hand into the chef's hand and then said coolly.
"But where should I put it?" The chef asked with a bitter face.
"Simple. You put it in the warehouse, the one that specially collects the master's certificates and medals." While saying that, the apprentice began to arrange people to go back to the kitchen.
After all, the kitchen still needed people to work. Lunchtime was not far away and it was time to prepare for it.
Cao Zhishu walked into the office and closed the door directly. Then, he dialed a landline number.
The phone was answered after two rings. A capable and clear female voice passed from the other end of the phone, "Hello, this is the office of Chairman Zhou of the Chef's Alliance. What can I do for you?"
Obviously, it was Zhong Lili at the other end of the phone while Cao Zhishu was calling Zhou Shijie.
However, as the chairman of the Chef's Alliance, not everyone could call Zhou Shijie's office.
Even though Cao Zhishu's Shu Restaurant was the best restaurant of Sichuan Cuisine, his status wasn't low. Therefore, he directly called his secretary, Zhong Lili.
Of course, if Cao Zhishu called Zhang Yan, the chairman of Sichuan Cuisine, he could still call Zhang Yan's office directly without transferring the phone.
This was also due to the difference in status. After all, not everyone could call Zhou Shijie's personal or office phone at will like Yuan Zhou.
"Excuse me. I'm Cao Zhishu from Shu Restaurant. I want to call Chairman Zhou for something important," Cao Zhishu said politely.
"Okay. Chairman Zhou is working now. I'll transfer the call for you right away. Please wait a moment," Zhong Lili said politely.
After that, Zhong Lili knocked on the door of Zhou Shijie's office while covering the phone. Then, she gestured to the phone and whispered who it was. Seeing Zhou Shijie nod, she transferred the call.
"Thank you." Just as Cao Zhishu expressed his gratitude, Zhou Shijie's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I'm Zhou Shijie. What's up?" Zhou Shijie picked up the phone and put down the pen in his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Chairman Zhou. I am Cao Zhishu from the Shu Brothel," Cao Zhishu introduced himself again.
"Yes, I know. What's the matter, Head Chef Cao?" Zhou Shijie asked.
"It's like this," Cao Zhishu said. "The little red letter from Michelin has been issued. My Shu Restaurant received a two-star rating."
"Although that foreigner doesn't know much about our Chinese cuisine, two stars is still a certainty. Congratulations, Head Chef Cao," said Zhou Shijie with a smile.
"Yes, President is right." Cao Zhishu first confirmed Zhou Shijie's words before saying, "But as far as I know, Head Chef Yuan's restaurant has yet to receive a star rating. What's going on?"
"You are here to ask about this?" Zhou Shijie asked.
"Yes. After all, I know myself best. My culinary skills are still lacking compared to Head Chef Yuan's. Hehe," Cao Zhishu said while rubbing his bald head in embarrassment.
That's right. Cao Zhishu acknowledged Yuan Zhou's culinary skills. However, he still felt somewhat embarrassed. After all, Yuan Zhou was one generation younger than him. If he were to get to the bottom of this, he might have lived his entire life in vain.
"Don't worry about him. That kid is very arrogant. Since he doesn't want to be evaluated, I got someone to remove his name," Zhou Shijie said proudly when he spoke of Yuan Zhou.
"So that's how it is. That's why I said those Michelin people can't be so blind. Even if they were blind, they would still be able to get better after eating Head Chef Yuan's dishes. At the very least, they would have to be at least three stars," Cao Zhishu said.
"Hahaha, you're right." Zhou Shijie didn't avoid the topic and laughed.
"After all, Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills are top-notch," Cao Zhishu said sincerely.
"Why are you asking so many questions? Just say what you want to say," Zhou Shijie said without beating around the bush. He lowered his head and looked at the document before saying.
"Here's the thing. This Boss Yuan is this year's Sichuan Cuisine Exemplary Restaurant, but it doesn't have a three-star rating from Michelin. Should I hang my name up or not?" Cao Zhishu asked with difficulty.
Cao Zhishu couldn't be blamed for thinking too much. Yuan Zhou was this year's Sichuan Cuisine Exemplary Restaurant, but the Michelin people didn't give Yuan Zhou any rating. If he hung his name up now, it would be disrespectful to Yuan Zhou and the Exemplary Restaurant Competition.
Moreover, he felt a little embarrassed to hang his name up instead of Yuan Zhou. After all, Cao Zhishu himself had said that he knew his own culinary skills. It wouldn't be a problem for him to get a two-star rating.
However, he was afraid that outsiders would overthink if they saw it.
That was why Cao Zhishu asked this question.
"You're thinking too much. This is your honor. Of course, you can hang it up if you want. Why do you care about that kid?" Zhou Shijie knew Yuan Zhou's temper very well and immediately said.
"Okay, I got it. I won't disturb Chairman Zhou anymore," Cao Zhishu said after a moment of silence.
"Um." Zhou Shijie nodded his head and then said, "The Michelin people have a fixed number of years. Since it's a two-star rating this time, you can't drop it next time. You have to work harder."
"Yes, Chairman. I got it," Cao Zhishu replied.
"Go ahead," Zhou Shijie said and hung up the phone.
Cao Zhishu looked at the phone and frowned, "Does this mean I can hang it up or not?"
Looking at the phone, Cao Zhishu was no longer happy about getting a two-star rating. Instead, he felt a little dispirited.
At this moment, the phone rang again. The three words "Chef Liu" flashed on the screen.
"The head chef of Zhi Yuan? Why are you calling me at this time? "Cao Zhishu answered the phone.
"Old Liu, what's up?" Cao Zhishu was polite and gentle to Zhou Shijie, but he was much more direct to Head Chef Liu, who he was familiar with.
"It's about the Michelin stars," Head Chef Liu said in a hoarse voice.
"What's wrong? How many stars did you get? "Cao Zhishu asked.
"One star. That's blind," Head Chef Liu muttered and then said.
"Haha, I got two stars, one more than you," Cao Zhishu immediately showed off happily.
"Enough. How can the comments of those foreigners count? I have something serious to ask you," Head Chef Liu said impatiently.
"What is it?" Cao Zhishu had some guesses in his heart, but he did not say anything.
"You know Head Chef Yuan. I heard that he didn't get any stars in the competition. Are you going to hang the Michelin stars?" Head Chef Liu asked.
"I knew it. I asked Chairman Zhou and he said it's fine. Head Chef Yuan doesn't care about this matter," Cao Zhishu didn't keep Zhou Shijie guessing and directly told him what Zhou Shijie had said.
"After all, those who succeed always come first. Fine," Head Chef Liu muttered and was about to hang up the phone.
"Wait. I think we can hang up the phone. Given Head Chef Yuan's character, he probably won't care about this. It's better to hang up the Michelin stars," Cao Zhishu suddenly advised.
"Got it," Head Chef Liu did not answer and directly hung up the phone.
Just as he hung up the phone, Cao Zhishu's phone rang again. This time, it was a head chef of another restaurant.
"The phone is really busy today," Cao Zhishu rubbed his big bald head and then answered the phone.
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