On the day of the Vegetarian Banquet, the restaurant next to the Yuanzhou shop had fewer customers. Of course, this was only in comparison with the normal days of the restaurant.
If other shops had such popularity, they would have to thank the gods.
"I used to eat vegetarian food in a temple. To be honest, it was terrible."
"A temple? Which one? "
"Don't ask. I don't want to be banned. I'm here today to know whether Boss Yuan's Vegetarian Banquet is different."
There were many curious friends. Of course, there were also some who wanted to eat it but didn't get the chance or the guests didn't have the right conditions.
In short, even if they couldn't eat it, they had to come and have a look.
In fact, Yuan Zhou couldn't understand why they mistreated themselves when they couldn't eat it.
Of course, Yuan Zhou didn't have time to think about that. Although there were only five tables, Yuan Zhou wouldn't let his guard down.
There were two tables at noon and three tables at night.
At noon, it was Mr. Tang, the zither cutter, and Chu Xiao. They weren't familiar with each other and didn't like to greet each other. Therefore, after a simple greeting, they stood still on the spot like wooden stakes.
The atmosphere was quite quiet, but unfortunately, the black beast followed them stealthily like a husky.
Sorry for the wrong description. A husky wouldn't act stealthily. It thought it had hidden itself well, but in fact, it was very obvious.
"What are you doing here?" Chu Xiao looked at Wuhai who was crouching and hiding behind the electric pole with disgust.
Chu Xiao hated Wuhai very much. He felt that as a master in the painting circle, his behavior was improper and sloppy. He didn't have any demeanor that a master should have. He should be like Yuan Zhou, who was strict and meticulous from his hair to the hem of his clothes.
Similarly, Wuhai also hated Chu Xiao, who pretended to be a master all day long. His face was as expressionless as a poker face and he liked to pretend to be cool and pass by.
A real chef should be like Yuan Zhou, focusing on his culinary skills instead of paying attention to appearances.
"Sister Jiang is treating me. If you have any complaints, you can talk to her."
When Wuhai talked about the tiger's skin, he called Sister Jiang 'Sister Jiang' smoothly.
Although Chu Xiao didn't come to the restaurant often, he still knew quite a few regulars. When he heard that it was Jiang Changxi, his cold eyes flashed and he turned his head away from Wuhai.
Who didn't know of Jiang Changxi's reputation?
Although it was a vegetarian banquet, it was in line with the usual business hours, so all sixteen people were present at the two tables at noon.
"Fortunately, you're not late," Zhou Shijie said with a smile, "What do you think? You're still looking forward to the vegetarian banquet in Yuan, aren't you?"
"I've always been punctual," Yu Daoyi said.
Zhou Shijie looked at Yu Daoyi's expressionless face. He really wanted to fast-forward to see his reaction after eating Yuan Zhou's food.
"It's time," Chu Xiao said.
"Thank you for treating today, Little Chu." Zhou Shijie arrived first and entered the restaurant.
"Mr. Tang, I'll go in first," Yu Daoyi said to Mr. Tang and followed Zhou Shijie.
"This Master Daoyi still doesn't know what real culinary skills are." Mr. Tang called Yu Daoyi "Master Daoyi" in private.
As mentioned before, they got to know each other because of playing the zither. They could be considered friends, so he understood Yu Daoyi.
Cultivators, especially those who had achieved a certain level of attainment, were all very indifferent. Yu Daoyi was the same.
Today, Zhou Shijie went to the Daoist temple where Yu Daoyi lived early in the morning and invited this Daoist master. As for the dozen or so little Daoist children … they were good enough for the lucky draw. They didn't have enough cultivation for proper business like eating.
Therefore, the indifferent Yu Daoyi set a small goal for the Daoist children before he left: to copy the Hundred Word Stele Annotations ten times.
Hmm … there were only a hundred words on the Hundred Word Stele, but he didn't know what Zhang SanFeng had annotated.
Back to the main topic, Mr. Tang called himself a craftsman who loved three things. He loved zither the most, flowers the second, and singing folk songs the third. But ever since he came to Yuanzhou shop, he had to give up singing and flower appreciation. How could Yu Daoyi resist this kind of power?
The decoration of the vegetarian restaurant was elegant, with exquisite wood carvings, detailed lotus patterns, and antique decorations. The customers who came would subconsciously think that it was antique, but whether it was or not, they would have to ask the system. After all, it was all arranged by him.
Yu Daoyi looked around and couldn't help but nod. He was very satisfied with the dining environment.
"Yuan Zhou, I have high expectations for vegetarian dishes," Chu Xiao said after thinking for a while.
"Um." Yuan Zhou answered with a nasal voice and then continued to prepare the ingredients.
"Little Chu, how's your solo exhibition going?" Zhou Shijie asked.
"Solo exhibition? Is Mr. Chu an artist? "Yu Daoyi asked curiously.
"Little Chu is an authoritative chef in the Chinese cooking circle," Zhou Shijie said.
Yu Daoyi could tell that Chu Xiao was a chef from their conversation. But how could a chef have a solo exhibition? That was why the Taoist priest was confused.
"A chef's solo exhibition. Set a theme and invite a group of people in the industry to judge," Chu Xiao said. "This is a trend in foreign countries. It's still rare in our country."
Zhou Shijie said, "If you want to use cooking to conquer the foreigners, you must first follow the rules of the foreigners."
Chu Xiao suddenly said, "I want Yuan Zhou to have a solo exhibition in France."
"Oh? You told Yuan about it? "Zhou Shijie was suddenly interested.
Chu Xiao said, "No, I don't think he will agree."
Thinking about Yuan Zhou's personality, it seemed that he would not agree.
"So you want me to help you?" Zhou Shijie understood immediately.
"Yes." Chu Xiao nodded.
"Seems like this meal is not for nothing." Zhou Shijie said. "Alright. No problem. I will talk to Yuan later."
There were a few friends who came with Chu Xiao. Birds of a feather flock together. Chu Xiao's friends were not talkative.
"Look at the utensils. They are so meticulous." Zhou Shijie said. "These are made by Yuan himself."
Chu Xiao seemed to be lost in thought. To be a chef, one had to reach the level of Yuan Zhou. He even had to handle the tableware by himself. It was really a rigorous chef.
Yu Daoyi was also looking at the utensils but was interrupted by a small incident. There was a strange "thing" on the street.
"What is it doing?" Yu Daoyi asked.
Yu Daoyi looked over and saw two people. One was holding a pair of binoculars, and the other was adjusting the angle.
"What is that brat doing here?" Zhou Shijie was stupefied.
That's right. The two people over there were Wuhai and Zhou Xi.
"If I remember correctly, Jiang Changxi, who invited Wuhai to the vegetarian banquet, was at the evening table. So he didn't eat at noon. He just wanted to watch and pretend to eat." Chu Xiao hit the nail on the head.
Wu Hai was holding a piece of toast in his hand and muttering, "I'm eating in the restaurant. I'm eating in the restaurant. I'm eating the dishes cooked by Wu Hai. I'm eating the meat!" Every time Wuhai muttered, he would stuff a piece of toast into his mouth.
"What's the angle of the eaves?" Zhou Xi asked.
"Lower, lower." Wuhai commanded repeatedly. "Left, right, right. It's too far. Left."
Finally, the angle was perfect.
"Why don't we go to the door? Why watch from here?" Zhou Xi asked.
"Are you stupid? Today is the first day of Compass's vegetarian banquet. Though I don't like eating grass, I can't affect Compass. "Wuhai didn't move his eyes away from the binoculars.
Because it was time to serve the dishes!
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