Yuan Zhou didn't know about Chen Mu's return for the time being. As dinnertime had already started, Yuan Zhou didn't have the chance to look outside again.
Even Ruan Xiaoqing, Ling Hong, and Master Qian, who had just entered, Yuan Zhou merely glanced at them before withdrawing his gaze.
No matter how good a friend was, there were some things that couldn't be meddled in, such as Ling Hong's current situation.
Dinnertime passed without any disturbance. Chen Mu walked in with the help of his daughter, Chen Shan.
"Head Chef Chen," Yuan Zhou greeted as soon as he entered.
"Head Chef Yuan," Chen Mu nodded at Yuan Zhou before taking a seat.
"What do you want to eat? The menu is on the table, "Yuan Zhou walked forward and gestured with his hand.
"Hello, Head Chef Yuan," Chen Shan greeted Yuan Zhou respectfully.
"This is my youngest daughter. She started learning to cook in the past two years because of my illness. Since I have nothing to do recently, we came together," Chen Mu introduced.
"Um," Yuan Zhou nodded at Chen Shan as a form of greeting.
Chen Shan couldn't help but ask, "Head Chef Yuan, do you have porridge here?"
"I don't have porridge, but I do have gruel," Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay, a bowl of gruel," Chen Shan said. As a chef, Chen Shan naturally knew the difference between gruel and porridge. After ordering, she turned to look at her father and asked, "Dad, what else do you want to eat?"
"No need. This is enough. There are rules there," Chen Mu said as he pointed at the wall behind him.
Chen Shan turned her head and saw the conspicuous words "Don't waste". She didn't say anything else.
"What do you want to eat?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Ah? I'm fine with anything, "Chen Shan answered subconsciously when she was asked by Yuan Zhou.
"Shan Shan?" Chen Mu looked at his daughter in confusion.
"Nothing. I said I want a bowl of Egg Fried Rice Set." Chen Shan immediately realized that she had made a mistake when her father looked at her. Her face turned red, but she still calmly opened her mouth to remedy the situation.
"Alright, please wait for a moment. The dishes will be served in a moment. Please pay first." Yuan Zhou nodded and said.
"Don't worry, Head Chef Yuan. I have already paid," Chen Mu nodded.
"Don't eat too much." Yuan Zhou glanced at Chen Mu's expression before returning to the kitchen.
On the other side, Chen Shan was relieved to see that Yuan Zhou's expression had not changed from beginning to end.
But at this time, Chen Mu, who had already drunk some water from the welcome meal, almost made Chen Shan jump out of her chair.
"Shanshan, don't have any ideas about Head Chef Yuan. Head Chef Yuan and I are of the same generation. You are my daughter, and this is not appropriate." After saying that, Chen Mu drank a mouthful of water and continued, "Besides, I think that Head Chef Yuan already has a girlfriend."
The person Chen Mu was talking about was Yin Ya. That was because Yin Ya had come over for a drink and had even greeted them during the whole day's exchange.
As someone who had experienced it, Chen Mu could naturally see through the hidden thoughts of the two youngsters. Therefore, he reminded his daughter in a half-joking and half-serious manner.
"I don't. I'm not. Dad, don't talk nonsense," Chen Shan said awkwardly and helplessly.
"No. It's good that you're not," Chen Mu said meaningfully.
"Dad, your health is more important. I don't have any other ideas," Chen Shan promised seriously.
"Alright, I got it." When it came to health, Chen Mu was not in the mood to tease his daughter. He agreed indifferently and did not say anything else.
At the side, Chen Shan secretly raised her head to look at Yuan Zhou's smooth movements with a face full of envy.
"If only I had such a high culinary talent," Chen Shan thought inwardly.
Dinner time passed slowly as usual. If there was anything different, it would be the first time Ling Hong openly sat beside Ruan Xiaoqing and ate together.
Also, there was the arrival of Chen Mu and Chen Shan.
However, these things did not matter much to Yuan Zhou. He was still working hard to study Cantonese cuisine and wanted to launch it as soon as possible.
Because these diners all came for his culinary skills. Working hard to improve his culinary skills was the best reward.
Time passed as Yuan Zhou worked hard to learn Cantonese cuisine. Soon, it was the afternoon of the next day.
Nowadays, Yuan Zhou would stop studying at 3: 30 in the afternoon and come to the backyard of the pub. He would flip through the books on the stone table and wait for someone.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou was waiting for Yin Ya, who came to drink at this time every day recently.
As expected, at 3: 45, there was a knock on the door of the backyard.
"Coming," Yuan Zhou answered habitually. He then quickly walked to the door and opened the back door.
Sure enough, Yin Ya was standing at the door. She was wearing a white shirt with a smog blue mid-collared sweater, a brown corduroy skirt, and a pair of white boots with a flat bottom, revealing her fair and tender calves.
In this way, Yin Ya looked especially gentle, modest, and beautiful.
"Good afternoon." Yuan Zhou's eyes lit up with a faint gentleness on his face.
"Yes, good afternoon, Compass." Yin Ya revealed a sly smile and then stepped through the door.
"Come in." Yuan Zhou smiled in his heart, but still maintained a serious expression on his face. He led Yin Ya to the small table.
At this time, the stone table was filled with wine and wine glasses. Compared to yesterday, there was a small plate of cake.
The cake was small, about the size of half of Yin Ya's palm. It was a round strawberry cake. The snow-white cream cake was decorated with three red and tempting strawberries.
The strawberries were sprinkled with white powdered sugar, making the cake look even more appetizing.
The rosé wine and the strawberry cake looked very compatible.
"Strawberry cake?" Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou with a smile.
The thought of feeding Yin Ya fat flashed across Yuan Zhou's mind, but on the surface, he said calmly, "The strawberry cake is softer and melts in the mouth. It also has a rich and refreshing strawberry flavor. Paired with the slightly stimulating sparkling wine, it not only embellishes the smoothness of the strawberry cake, but also sets off the fragrance of the red wine. It's a good match."
"And the cake I make won't be fat," Yuan Zhou said with certainty.
"Alright, you always know best when it comes to eating," Yin Ya shrugged speechlessly when she heard Yuan Zhou's serious explanation.
"I know better," Yuan Zhou nodded, and after seeing Yin Ya sit down, he continued, "I know how to cook too."
"Yes, yes, yes. Your culinary skills are naturally the best." Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou with her hand resting on her cheek.
"Let me pour the wine for you. It's already sobered up," Yuan Zhou was a little embarrassed by Yin Ya's attentive gaze. He lowered his head and picked up the decanter.
"Um," Yin Ya answered lightly and didn't say anything else.
For a moment, the backyard became quiet, and only the sound of the red wine being poured into the glass could be heard.
The beautiful rosé liquid slowly covered the transparent bottom of the glass. The sparkling glass and the bright red wine made the wine look as radiant as Yin Ya.
Just when Yuan Zhou was about to pass the glass to her, Yin Ya said, "Let's drink together."
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