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Chapter 135

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This was the second time she heard the name 'association'. Manman finally took it to heart.

"Association? Could it be that Lillian is a member of the association? Is she here to poach Boss Yuan? I have to discuss this with the committee … "

Manman looked at Lillian, who was waving her hands and feet to express her joyful welcome to Yuan Zhou. Even the stool couldn't accommodate her posture anymore. She silently denied the series of conspiracies in her heart.

It wasn't that Manman looked down on Lillian, but if she were in a spy drama, she wouldn't even survive one episode. She shouldn't be qualified to conspire.

The original intention of the Queuing Committee was to protect Yuan Zhou from being disturbed by the secular affairs of the outside world and to get rid of all the unfavorable factors that could affect the normal business of Yuan Zhou. Even if Lillian didn't look like a person who could stir up trouble, it was better to be safe than sorry. Man Man felt that she still needed to ask clearly. She had already made up her mind.

"Thank you, but my restaurant is a small business with few employees. I don't have the intention to open a branch or a pastry shop," Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.

For such an invitation, Yuan Zhou was already very agile in refusing it. Every few days, he would perform the same thing. Even if he didn't want to, he had to get used to it. After all, practice makes perfect.

Although Manman was already used to Yuan Zhou's modesty, every time she heard Yuan Zhou talk about a small business, she would feel a toothache.

Relatively speaking, the area of the Master Chef Restaurant was definitely small. It was truly a small restaurant. But please take a look at who was running it. It was the Chef King of China, Yuan Yafeng. Apart from Yuan Zhou himself, who else dared to say that? That person would probably want to be put in a gunny sack.

Even though she had already expected it, she still felt a huge sense of loss when she heard Yuan Zhou's rejection. It was one thing to know, but another to face it.

Fortunately, she was also smart and had already thought of a backup plan. Thus, after a while, she quickly reorganized herself and said another idea.

Previously, Man Man had reminded her again and again not to waste his time. Even if it was a serious matter, she had to get to the point quickly. For this, Lillian still kept it in mind.

"Since Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills are so superb, he definitely has a disciple. Since Head Chef Yuan doesn't have the idea of opening a restaurant, I wonder if his disciple has the same idea. If he does, the conditions I mentioned earlier will remain the same. I just hope that his disciple can go to France and open a restaurant. We can handle the miscellaneous matters," Lillian said, revealing the good idea she had thought of on the spur of the moment.

She was very bold. Since Yuan Zhou didn't have the intention to open a restaurant, it wasn't a loss to choose Yuan Zhou's disciple.

This wasn't an excuse that Lillian came up with randomly to get close to Yuan Zhou. In fact, it was the result of careful consideration.

Based on Yuan Zhou's superb culinary skills and Manman's example, she was able to make such a delicious cake with just a few pointers. Therefore, no matter what, Manman couldn't compare to Yuan Zhou's disciple.

One was a professional student of Yuan Zhou while the other wasn't even a part-time student. One could imagine how big the gap between them was.

Manman didn't expect Lillian to come up with such an idea. For a moment, she had a whole new level of respect for Lillian. Just a moment ago, Lillian was so naive and sweet. But in the blink of an eye, it was as if she had changed her mind and became very smart.

As far as Manman knew, although Yuan Zhou had taken in quite a number of disciples from different cuisines, the one who had truly learned a lot from Yuan Zhou was definitely Engineer Cheng, his direct disciple. First, a direct disciple was different from a registered disciple. Second, Engineer Cheng had definitely learned from Yuan Zhou the longest.

Yuan Zhou was stunned. This was the first time he heard someone say that they wanted to hire his disciple instead of him. However, he didn't think too much about it. After all, he was only one person. It was impossible for him to be chopped into 17 or 18 pieces. Every piece could be busy, right?

"I fully respect my disciple's opinion. If you are able to hire them, I won't interfere," said Yuan Zhou.

As a master, he could impart knowledge and answer questions. Occasionally, when a disciple made a mistake, he would also remind them. However, he wouldn't interfere too much. As long as his disciple felt that he could take care of both learning culinary skills and running the restaurant, Yuan Zhou felt that everything else was negotiable.

However, he could never be careless when it came to culinary skills. This had always been Yuan Zhou's insistence.

"Thank you, Head Chef Yuan. I will contact them personally. Thank you very much for your hospitality today. We will take our leave now."

After getting an answer from Yuan Zhou, Lillian knew that he didn't intend to stop his disciple from going abroad. This was already very comforting.

If Yuan Zhou also refused her, that would be the worst thing. Fortunately, it didn't reach that stage.

This wasn't Lillian's groundless worry. Even overseas, when it came to the treatment of their disciples, the masters had a lot of say. Some of them would even veto their disciples. It all depended on how kind the master was.

It was rare for Lillian to see a master like Yuan Zhou who completely respected his disciple's opinion.

Even the disciples taught by her parents didn't receive such good treatment. It was already good enough for them to be semi-autonomous, especially before they finished their apprenticeship.

After sending Lillian and Manman off, Yuan Zhou looked at the time and decided that there was still enough time. He decided to get busy with other things.

The ingredients he had ordered for today had yet to be processed. Yuan Zhou had to continue processing them. Since Fujian Cuisine was still popular, most of the dishes he ordered were related to Fujian Cuisine. However, he still had to prepare a few tables for a banquet.

There weren't many reasons to reserve a banquet throughout the year, especially when not everyone was from Wuhai. He couldn't find many reasons to reserve a banquet. Therefore, even if Fujian Cuisine was new, he still had to eat a banquet first.

Since Fujian Cuisine was on the menu, he could eat it sooner or later. However, he couldn't rush to the banquet.

"Ding Ling Clang"

Yuan Zhou entered the kitchen and started to get busy. He only focused on the things in front of him and didn't care about what was going on outside.

Recently, the customers of The Kitchen God could be said to be the happiest time. After eating Fujian Cuisine for a few days, it was time to eat hotpot again. Naturally, it became lively again.

Eating hotpot around the stove, especially in winter, was such a pleasant thing. Moreover, this hotpot was the soup base cooked by Yuan Zhou and the ingredients he prepared. Was one plus one equal to three? Definitely not.

Therefore, even though tomorrow was the day to draw a quota for the hotpot, it had already started to heat up today.

Some fasted and bathed, hoping to be lucky enough to draw a quota. Some decided to donate some money to pray to Buddha and wanted to make a last-minute effort. There were also people who didn't wash their hands when they went to the toilet and didn't wash their faces today and tomorrow. In any case, as long as it could increase their luck, the customers would never get tired of it.



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