This time, it was Li Tian, the head chef of Chengdu Cuisine, a new school of Sichuan Cuisine. He was the head chef that Zhang Yan thought highly of.
He was also called the leader of the younger generation by Zhang Yan, who didn't know Yuan Zhou before. Then, he was called a 36-year-old young man by Lee Yanyi.
He also knew Cao Zhishu. Although Cao Zhishu looked like a strong man, he was meticulous and liked to make friends.
It could be said that he knew all the head chefs of the famous restaurants in Sichuan Province.
Li Tian also called him.
Naturally, the content of the call was the same as that of Head Chef Liu, asking about the signboard.
Cao Zhishu told him what Zhou Shijie had said in detail and then put forward his opinion that the signboard could be hung up.
That's right. Cao Zhishu understood that there was no need to hide the signboard from Yuan Zhou.
To put it bluntly, those who knew Yuan Zhou was disdainful and not inferior to them. Those who didn't know also didn't need to hide it. On the contrary, it would make it seem that the Michelin star rating was very important.
Naturally, there was no need for that. This was what Cao Zhishu was thinking.
Obviously, there were many people who thought the same as Li Tian, Head Chef Liu, and Cao Zhishu. In other words, almost two-thirds of the restaurants that had received the Michelin star rating called Cao Zhishu to ask about the signboard.
And Cao Zhishu answered their questions truthfully.
Yuan Zhou didn't know about these things, and Zhou Shijie didn't have the time to gossip about such a trivial matter.
It could be said that Yuan Zhou had already been respected by the masters of Sichuan Cuisine and had an incomparable influence without even knowing it himself.
While the restaurants that had received the Michelin star rating were asking about Yuan Zhou's opinion, Bru, who had returned to the hotel early, was stopped at the door of his room.
"Hey, Bru, why are you back so fast?" Lawrence raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.
"I came back naturally after finishing my business," Bru said naturally.
"I heard that Huaxia people are very hospitable. Usually, they will invite you to a celebratory banquet in this kind of situation," the door on the other side opened and Forrensal said with a frown.
"Gosh, Bru. Don't tell me you're so old-fashioned that you're going to refuse this. You should at least participate in the celebration of the Huaxia people." Lawrence, who loved to play the most, immediately said with pity.
"That's right. It can be considered as giving face to those Huaxia people." Frunsal nodded in agreement.
That's right. Although Bru looked like a good person, the two of them still knew Bru's old-fashioned and serious personality. They naturally thought that he rejected the invitation.
"Hehe." Bru grinned and didn't say much. He opened the door and went in.
"You're so boring, Bru," Bru heard Lawrence complain before he closed the door.
"It's better not to tell them that those Hua Xia people don't seem to want to hang up the two-star certificate at all." Bru thought with a rare kindness and then went to take a shower.
That's right, Bru noticed that Cao Zhishu was hesitating about whether to put up a shingle or not. But when he thought about how confident his two colleagues were, he decided not to discourage them.
I'll find out in the future, Bru thought.
The morning passed quickly. As Cao Zhishu had thought it through, he still got someone to take out the two-star certificate from the warehouse and hang it up.
This time, however, he hung it up directly without setting off any firecrackers or anything to celebrate. He just hung it up quietly. If one didn't pay attention, they might not even notice it.
Apart from those well-informed customers who came at noon, the rest didn't know that Shu Restaurant had obtained two Michelin stars.
Cao Zhishu's practice was also followed by other restaurants that had obtained a Michelin rating.
This could be considered as the most silent Michelin rating.
Because even the news media didn't publicize this matter, not many people knew about it.
Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, calmly finished cooking lunch. Then, he closed the door and left the restaurant while carrying a large wooden box.
Dressed in a thin silk short-sleeved casual shirt, Yuan Zhou stood by the roadside with the box in his strong arms, waiting for a taxi.
Not long after, an empty taxi arrived. Yuan Zhou got on the taxi and reported his address. Then, he silently fastened his seatbelt.
Every time Yuan Zhou took a taxi, he would fasten his seatbelt regardless of the distance. This habit had spread to several people who had taken the taxi with him several times.
"Boss Yuan is going out," the driver in the front said after the taxi started moving steadily.
"He has something to attend to," Yuan Zhou nodded and said earnestly.
"Boss Yuan, you're awesome. You're so promising at such a young age. You're so proud," the driver, a middle-aged fat man, said with a smile.
"Thank you," Yuan Zhou thought for a while and then thanked him earnestly.
"Don't mention it. It's the truth," the driver said with a smile.
"Um," Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Haha, Boss Yuan is so honest," the driver couldn't help laughing when he saw Yuan Zhou nod his head again.
This time, Yuan Zhou didn't answer him. He just smiled politely.
Along the way, the driver said something from time to time and Yuan Zhou answered him from time to time. Just a little while later, they arrived at the destination. Yuan Zhou paid the fare and got off the taxi.
"Boss Yuan, do you want me to wait for you?" the driver stretched his head out and asked.
"No need. I will take a little longer," Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Okay. Take care, Boss Yuan," the driver said and stepped on the accelerator. Immediately, the taxi drove far away.
"System, you are so stingy. It's fine if you don't allow me to bring the ingredients out, but you also don't allow me to bring the wood," Yuan Zhou complained while walking inside.
The system displayed, "This is the rule."
"… This is what I often say. You plagiarized my words," Yuan Zhou was speechless.
However, the system went silent again and didn't reply. Yuan Zhou also stopped looking for the system. He was wondering how Carpenter Lian would comment on this matter.
That's right. Yuan Zhou had brought his carved wooden tableware and some plates and ornaments for Carpenter Lian to have a look at.
However, the system reminded him that the wood couldn't be taken out of the restaurant. Helpless, Yuan Zhou could only prepare his own wood and finish carving it before bringing it here.
Today, Yuan Zhou brought three wooden bowls and two small ornaments.
The wooden bowls were exquisitely made by Yuan Zhou. He planned to use them to replace the plate with the Swedish Meatball.
Since they were used to hold food, they naturally couldn't use any nails or glue. Therefore, Yuan Zhou used some tricks to make this wooden bowl and mortise and tenon mechanism for the other bowl.
As for the ornaments, they were some ordinary pavilions. The only difference was that the carvings were small and delicate.
Soon, Yuan Zhou arrived at Carpenter Lian's shop. As they had already made an appointment, Yuan Zhou entered the shop with the wooden box.
"Yuan, you're here," Carpenter Lian greeted him and led him to an empty table in the backyard.
"Hello, Carpenter Lian," Yuan Zhou greeted politely.
"Alright, let's not talk too much. Let me take a look at the item you mentioned," Carpenter Lian waved his hand and looked curiously at the box in Yuan Zhou's hand.
"Okay," Yuan Zhou nodded and placed the box on the table.
"Did you make this box yourself?" Carpenter Lian's eyes lit up when he saw the box.
"Yes," Yuan Zhou nodded.
"I'm looking forward to it. This box is well made," Carpenter Lian praised.
"Thank you for your compliment, Carpenter Lian," Yuan Zhou said and opened the box.
"Hiss …" When Carpenter Lian saw the bowl on the table, he immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.
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