Both Song Ming and Ji Yi agreed with Zhou Shijie's words.
"That's true. With your current culinary skills, you should be famous," Song Ming nodded.
"That's right. With my current culinary skills, it's like holding a dinner party," Ji Yi said.
"Reputation is just a facade. Craftsmanship is the most important thing," Yuan Zhou said with a straight face.
"Yuan, you are too low-key. But your current strength allows you to keep a low profile," Zhou Shijie said with a smile.
"That's right. You can't keep a low profile anymore," Ji Yi said.
"Yes," Song Ming nodded.
"Alright, I'll participate," Yuan Zhou said.
"That's right. You should participate. It will be good for your personal cooking exhibition after the Chinese New Year," Zhou Shijie said.
"Um," Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Is Head Chef Yuan going to hold a personal cooking exhibition after the Chinese New Year?" Song Ming asked.
"Yes. This proposal was made by Chu Xiao," Zhou Shijie said.
"That's a good thing. It's rare for Chinese chefs to hold such an exhibition. With Yuan making a good start, it will be easier for us to promote Chinese chefs to the rest of the world," Song Ming said.
"That's right," Zhou Shijie nodded.
"Will you be making the dim sum then?" Ji Yi asked with a concerned tone.
"Of course," Yuan Zhou nodded.
"That's good. Our dim sum isn't inferior to those western desserts. But the number of people learning how to make it is decreasing," Ji Yi sighed.
Ji Yi's sigh made Zhou Shijie, who had wanted to argue with him, give up. That was because the truth was just like what Ji Yi had said.
If it was said that being a chef was too hard and the learning cost was high, then it was difficult to be a pastry chef. Not only did it take a lot of time and effort, the salary wasn't high either.
Exquisite desserts required a lot of time to make, but simple bread didn't require that much time. There were also many industrial-integrated desserts that left many dessert chefs at a dead end.
As a result, there were fewer Master Chefs than Master Chefs, which Zhou Shijie, the president of the Chef's Alliance, naturally knew.
"It will be fine," Yuan Zhou said in a low voice.
"It will be fine. Now we have a White Case Master as young as you." Hearing what Yuan Zhou said, Ji Yi also felt happy and nodded repeatedly.
"Now I have Yuan's business card," Zhou Shijie said.
"Our culinary circle is getting younger and younger," Song Ming looked at Yuan Zhou and said with a gratified smile.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded seriously.
Because with Yuan Zhou's current efforts and culinary skills, he deserved such a compliment.
"Then it's settled. Yuan, you will be the head chef of the exchange meeting this time and be responsible for the whole team," Zhou Shijie made the final decision and said.
"Okay, no problem." Yuan Zhou nodded the head.
"I'll leave the desserts to you. Young people should have more experience." Ji Yi patted on Yuan Zhou's arm and said.
"That's right. Capable people should do more work." Song Ming also nodded the head.
"I'll let Lili send the schedule to you in the evening and then let Lili help you with some chores. What do you think?" Zhou Shijie asked.
"Then I'll have to bother you, Uncle Zhou." Yuan Zhou didn't refuse him and directly agreed.
As Zhou Shijie's assistant, Zhong Lili was naturally familiar with this kind of exchange meeting. She could naturally help Yuan Zhou with some chores, which could also make Yuan Zhou feel more relaxed.
"It's no trouble at all. That little girl is good at doing these things," Zhou Shijie waved his hand and said.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded the head.
"Alright. Then we three old guys won't stay any longer. You should rest early today," Zhou Shijie said at last.
"Remember to invite me to the reception." This was Ji Yi's farewell.
"See you at the banquet, Head Chef Yuan." Song Ming also made an appointment for the banquet shamelessly.
"Okay. I'll remember," Yuan Zhou nodded the head one by one.
"Two shameless old guys." Zhou Shijie spat at the two of them and then turned to Yuan Zhou, "Alright. Yuan, you don't have to send us off. I'll just lead them out."
"Goodbye, Uncle Zhou." Yuan Zhou nodded and still sent the three of them to the entrance of the restaurant.
At this time, Ertaoxi Road was no longer as lively as it was in the morning. Most of the reporters had already left. Naturally, there were still people coming and going, but they were all looking at him curiously or taking pictures from afar.
They didn't dare to go up and look at Yuan Zhou like they were looking at a panda. Didn't they see the people from the Queuing Committee standing at the entrance? Those people were not to be trifled with.
As the Queuing Committee grew stronger, these people who took turns every day became more and more professional. They were no longer the grassroots team they used to be.
"The Asia-Pacific Exchange Conference? Looks like this is a good opportunity, Yuan Zhou thought inwardly. Then, he turned around and returned to his restaurant.
That's right. After taking over the position of the person-in-charge, Yuan Zhou had been thinking about what to do.
As the Exchange Meeting wasn't a competition, there was much more room for him to display his abilities. Yuan Zhou had already started to think about the dishes he needed to cook for the Exchange Meeting.
Since this is the case, it should be a good choice to cook one main dish for each cuisine. Yuan Zhou thought, At that time, my identity as a Cantonese Cuisine Grandmaster will also come naturally. After all, the Asia-Pacific Exchange Meeting will definitely be on the official newspaper.
I have to think about the dishes for the Exchange Meeting properly, Yuan Zhou thought.
On the other hand, Gabriel had already gotten the answer he wanted long before the snack party ended. There was indeed a midnight snack. After hearing such a bad news, he decided to comfort himself by buying a house or something.
It couldn't be helped. The reason why Gabriel had such an idea was very simple. During this period of time, he had been seeing advertisements about this food city everywhere he went. Or rather, advertisements about this Master Chef Restaurant near Taoxi Road and Yuan Zhou.
Among the advertisements, there was a sentence about getting closer to Yuan Zhou and having more opportunities to eat delicacies. This moved him.
As a rich chef over 40 years old with three Michelin stars, Gabriel indicated that he could still afford to buy a house.
Therefore, Gabriel asked for the sales building of the gourmet city in broken Chinese and went straight there.
When he arrived at the sales hall and saw such a hot sales scene, Gabriel couldn't help frowning and sighing with emotion, "Chinese people really love to buy houses."
"Maybe I should open a restaurant here," Gabriel thought as he took out a translator.
Having eaten in Yuanzhou shop many times, he also asked someone to buy this translation device.
Since the foreigners had blond hair and blue eyes and were good-looking, Gabriel found a beautiful saleswoman who had just become free.
"Hello," the beautiful saleswoman greeted him with a smile.
"Hello, I want to open a branch here. My restaurant has won three Michelin stars this year." Gabriel knew his advantages very well, so he said straightforwardly.
When the beautiful saleswoman heard this sentence coming out of the small translation device, she couldn't help but be surprised, "There's actually a second Michelin star chef here to open a restaurant?"
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