Naturally, Yuan Zhou didn't know what Gabriel was doing. He was now discussing with the staff of the restaurant about the dessert party that he was going to hold.
The discussion had been going on for quite a while, but Engineer Cheng, Cheng Ying, Zhou Jia, and Shin Min all looked excited and surprised.
Especially Engineer Cheng, his face was filled with pride and honor.
"That's the specific arrangement," Yuan Zhou concluded at last.
"Okay, master. I got it. I will contact them today and we can start the arrangement tomorrow," Engineer Cheng nodded his head and answered immediately.
"Um, okay," Yuan Zhou said.
"Although I don't know why, I feel he is so awesome. No wonder he is my Teacher's father," Cheng Ying murmured at the side.
"I also feel that the arrangement and production are very difficult," Zhou Jia said with a frown.
"Boss, what can we do?" Shin Min lowered her head and thought for quite a while and then asked.
After all, it seemed that only Engineer Cheng could do what Yuan Zhou instructed them just now, and they didn't seem to be of any use.
"You are in charge of greeting the guests," Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay, boss," Shin Min answered.
"That's it for now. You can also start to invite the candidates. I have already sent out the invitation cards," Yuan Zhou said.
"Got it, master. I will do it right away," Engineer Cheng said and was about to leave.
"You can also leave now. It's not time to open the restaurant yet," Yuan Zhou said to Cheng Ying, Zhou Jia, and Shin Min.
"See you later, boss (Teacher's father)," the three of them said goodbye at the same time and then followed Engineer Cheng out.
"It should be a good arrangement. I will mainly make cold snacks with some hot ones." Yuan Zhou thought about his plan carefully and then closed his eyes to rest after finding no loopholes.
After all, he would start to prepare the ingredients for dinner in a while. Now he should naturally close his eyes and rest for a while so that he would have enough energy to cook dinner for the customers.
On the other side, Cheng Ying, who just walked out of the restaurant, couldn't wait to ask her father, Engineer Cheng, "Dad, why were you so surprised about the dim sum party that Teacher's father mentioned just now?"
That's right. Cheng Ying was very curious. After all, her father was a braggart. Even if Yuan Zhou told her that he had mastered the eight major cuisines, her father wouldn't be surprised at all. Instead, he would nod seriously and congratulate him.
However, just now, Engineer Cheng was very surprised and asked Yuan Zhou if he was going to arrange the dim sum party in such a way. This was very unusual. Was there any secret that she didn't know?
"You are a dim sum student. Don't you understand this?" Engineer Cheng pointed at Cheng Ying's forehead in exasperation.
"Tell me," Cheng Ying covered her forehead and asked persistently.
Zhou Jia and Shin Min didn't leave either. They stood at the side and listened.
Engineer Cheng looked at the three of them and put away the simple and honest expression on his face. Then, he said seriously, "Do you think that a simulated dim sum is very simple?"
"I don't think it's very difficult," Cheng Ying said in a low voice.
After all, she had seen a lot of realistic dim sum. For example, some fruits made of wheaten food could almost be mistaken for the real thing.
"Of course it's not difficult to make it. Anyone with good cooking skills can make it. The better the cooking skills, the more realistic the dim sum will be," Engineer Cheng knocked on Cheng Ying's forehead again and then continued.
"But what my master is doing is not that simple. He said that he wants to directly decorate the backyard of the pub into a natural scene with real flowers and trees. And his dim sum will be interspersed with the real thing. You may see a peach blossom from afar, but it is actually a peach bun. You can eat it as soon as you pick it off. This is a world of difference from the usual decorations. Do you understand now?" Engineer Cheng said.
"How to keep it clean? How to keep the dim sum the same as the real animals and plants?" Cheng Ying thought of two difficult problems after thinking about it.
"Yeah, I don't know. This is a bit difficult," Engineer Cheng said. This was the reason why he asked Yuan Zhou. He couldn't think of a solution.
"However, I believe that Teacher's father can do it," Cheng Ying frowned and thought for a long time, but soon relaxed her brows and said confidently.
"Of course. My master is very powerful," Engineer Cheng nodded and said.
"Yes, Boss Yuan can definitely do it," Shin Min was the first to nod.
"Okay, go and have a rest. The dim sum will be busy later," Engineer Cheng waved his hand and asked Zhou Jia and Shin Min to go and have a rest.
"Goodbye, Master Cheng, Xiaosu," Zhou Jia nodded and then said goodbye.
"Goodbye, Master Cheng. Goodbye, Xiaosu," Shin Min also waved her hand and then left with Zhou Jia.
"You go back with me to make a form first, and then come back to help the master in the evening," Engineer Cheng held Cheng Ying's coat and hat with one hand and took out his phone from his pocket with the other.
"Dad, are you my biological father? I want to maintain my image, okay? Let go of me, "Cheng Ying was dragged away helplessly.
"It is because we are biological that I let you take care of the master," Engineer Cheng lowered his head and glanced at his daughter and said calmly.
"…" Cheng Ying was speechless.
However, before Cheng Ying continued to protest, Engineer Cheng had started to make a phone call.
Master Cheng's first call was to Kang Huai, the Dim Sum Master whom he knew. This person was a very famous Dim Sum Master. The Dim Sum Master's Dim Sum Master's Dim Sum Master's Dim Sum Master's Dim Sum Master's Dim Sum Master.
"Fatty Kang, this is Old Cheng," Engineer Cheng said.
"Oh, Zhao Mei, what's the matter?" Kang Huai, who was called Fatty Kang, also casually called Engineer Cheng's name to fight back.
"Get lost. Call my name properly," Engineer Cheng said immediately.
"Isn't that your name?" Kang Huai said.
Engineer Cheng choked and could only change the topic, "I have a good thing for you. Do you want to hear it or not?"
"Yes, what's the matter?" Kang Huai was straightforward and asked directly.
"Do you know my master?" Engineer Cheng Engineer asked proudly.
"Yes, you have shown off several times. How can you not know?" Kang Huai said impatiently, "Moreover, Boss Yuan is now very famous. His culinary skills are really excellent."
"Of course. How can the master I, Cheng Zhao Mei, find not be excellent?" Engineer Cheng Engineer said proudly.
"I think Boss Yuan is afraid of your thick skin," Kang Huai joked with a smile.
Since Engineer Cheng couldn't refute that, he could only change the topic again, "Here's the thing. My master is going to hold a dim sum party. Do you want to come?" "That's great.
I have long heard that Boss Yuan's dim sum is also very good. Naturally, I have to go and have a look. "Kang Huai agreed readily.
"My master is going to hold a unique one this time. I guarantee it will be a dim sum party that you have never seen before. Remember to prepare a pair of glasses. If they are broken, you can change them at any time," Engineer Cheng Engineer said proudly.
"Okay, I got it. I'm looking forward to it," Kang Huai raised his eyebrows, but still agreed.
Since he and Engineer Cheng were friends, it was naturally hard to say. Every dim sum party held would say that the dim sum prepared by them was unprecedented, but in fact, it was just like that.
Of course, one reason was that Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship was there. Although he didn't think it would be very rare, the taste would definitely be excellent. Secondly, Yuan Zhou was also the master of Engineer Cheng. Thus, he naturally couldn't say anything. Otherwise, with Cheng Zhao Mei's bad temper, she might take out her knife.
However, Kang Huai really only looked forward to the taste of the dim sum prepared by Yuan Zhou and nothing else. After all, he was a master of exquisite dim sum.
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