"I shouldn't have asked you," Ling Hong said deeply.
"Even if I asked Wuhai, I shouldn't have asked you," not waiting for Yuan Zhou to answer, Ling Hong said again. Then, he turned around and walked into the sergestes wall view door.
"Has this kid been shocked silly?" Yuan Zhou took a look at Ling Hong and then shrugged and sat down to rest.
He had just stood there for two hours continuously and cooked dishes without rest, so he was still a little tired.
"Comparatively speaking, Ling Hong has a talent in cooking, much better than Wuhai." Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing with emotion.
That's right. Ling Hong also learned cooking from Yuan Zhou, which was the Longan Red Jujube Tea just now.
For the sake of Ruan Xiaoqing, Ling Hong learned her favorite cooking method of Longan Red Jujube Tea from Yuan Zhou just because Ruan Xiaoqing liked it.
However, he had learned it a week ago but had no chance to send it out. That was also the reason why Ling Hong was depressed today.
Compared with Wuhai's "whimsical ideas" for the dishes, Ling Hong was much more normal. In addition to asking about the origin of all the ingredients, he carefully recorded the heat control and time of cooking and then strictly carried it out.
Although there was nothing new, it was not a problem to make the Longan Red Jujube Tea.
"Ling Hong is really considerate." Thinking of what Ling Hong had done for Ruan Xiaoqing, Yuan Zhou sighed with emotion inwardly.
Ling Hong had done more than one thing for Ruan Xiaoqing. He had done a lot of things.
As soon as he knew Ruan Xiaoqing's condition, he had looked for the disease experts at home and abroad and made a summary of Ruan Xiaoqing's condition report obtained indirectly.
But the result was obviously not satisfactory. After that, Ling Hong was secretly disappointed in front of Yuan Zhou, but then he coaxed Ruan Xiaoqing with a heartless look.
Although Ruan Xiaoqing didn't know what Ling Hong had done, she obviously felt Ling Hong's mood. She began to talk about her own things to ease Ling Hong's mood.
Yuan Zhou watched as the two of them carefully maintained their relationship. He didn't cross the line, but he still wanted to get closer.
No wonder "I've always been here" was much harder to say than "I love you".
Chaotic thoughts flooded Yuan Zhou's mind. Yuan Zhou turned his head and looked at the sergestes wall view door that Ling Hong had just entered.
"System, do you have any medicine or food ingredients that can cure pancreatic cancer?" Yuan Zhou asked on a whim.
The system displayed, "…"
He sent six big dots, which were very conspicuous in Yuan Zhou's mind, but Yuan Zhou did not give up. He asked again, "Be more straightforward. Are there any?"
The system displayed, "No."
"This system is the God of Cooking System, responsible for guiding the host to become the God of Cooking that combines Chinese and Western."
"Alright." Yuan Zhou let out a sigh disappointedly.
Actually, Yuan Zhou had already known the answer before he asked. The system had never sent anything unrelated to chefs. Even the special reward was something like a chopping board or a God of Cooking Set.
"Sigh. I'd better send a message to Yin Ya." While saying that, Yuan Zhou took up his phone and started to write a message.
[Have you arrived home?] Yuan Zhou
The transmission speed of the message was beyond his expectation. Hardly had Yuan Zhou clicked "Send" when Yin Ya, who had just arrived home, received the message.
[I've just arrived home.] Yin Ya
"Ding Ling Ling". The ringtone of Yuan Zhou's phone was still the same traditional ringtone.
Yuan Zhou grabbed his phone and read it immediately. After that, he wrote another message, [Eat early. Don't stay up late.] ]
This message was sent in the manner of a veteran cadre. Upon receiving such a message, Yin Ya couldn't help but smile, "This guy really doesn't have the talent for saying sweet nothings."
Although the tone was complaining, there was a smile at the corner of her mouth. Yin Ya quickly took a photo of the dinner she prepared and then typed a reply.
Seeing the message, Yuan Zhou muttered to himself, "Maybe I can add a soup to the afternoon tea. It'll be more nourishing."
The two of them chatted for about ten minutes. When Yin Ya began to eat, Yuan Zhou ended the conversation on his own initiative.
After all, chatting while eating was not good for one's health.
"Let's make a proposal." After putting down his phone, Yuan Zhou took out a folder and started to work.
On the cover of the proposal was written several big characters, "Asia-Pacific Culinary Exchange Meeting". Obviously, it was made by Yuan Zhou for the Asia-Pacific Culinary Exchange Meeting.
"Shua Shua Shua". Yuan Zhou took out the pen and recorded on it ceaselessly.
Yuan Zhou had a serious attitude and a solemn expression. Even the drinkers who entered the restaurant behind him all lightened their footsteps and walked towards the sergestes wall view door quietly.
Even Jiang Changxi, who usually liked to tease Yuan Zhou the most, just took a look at Yuan Zhou and then entered the door.
Besides, Wu Yungui also came today. Or to be more exact, Wu Yungui came more frequently recently because of the red wine.
Besides, he came more frequently and became familiar with the drinkers. Therefore, he could snatch the wine from others without any burden now. Moreover, he requested those who drew the table tennis balls to bring him here next time.
Well, this might be the case of one who is marked by the company one keeps. His reputation was not suitable in Yuan Zhou's restaurant. It was better to use it outside.
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. The draft of Yuan Zhou's proposal had been changed several times and was still being perfected.
In the afternoon, however, before Yin Ya arrived, two people came to Yuan Zhou together after lunch.
They were none other than Qiu Ji and Cui Hang, the Twin Stars of Fengcheng.
"Head Chef Yuan." As soon as they entered the restaurant, they greeted Yuan Zhou politely.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and put down the proposal in his hand.
"We have the new Clear Stir-Fried Osmanthus Perch and Fragrant Chicken. Head Chef Yuan, please be sure to taste them." While saying that, the two bowed together and requested earnestly.
"Are you going all out this time?" Yuan Zhou asked with a flat tone.
"Yes. We are going all out this time." The two looked at each other and answered with one accord.
"Ok. Let's go inside." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then opened the partition and walked out.
"Hua La," Yuan Zhou pushed open the sergestes wall view door and said.
"Thank you, Head Chef Yuan." The two thanked him together and then stood up with their lunchboxes and followed Yuan Zhou into the restaurant.
Both of them were older than Yuan Zhou, but in front of Yuan Zhou, they felt like they were facing their own master.
Regardless of Yuan Zhou's imposing manner or his culinary skills, both made the two nervous like primary school students facing their teacher.
However, Yuan Zhou was calm. He led the two to the stone table in the backyard with a relaxed pace.
"Let's do it here." Yuan Zhou said.
"Ok." The two said with one accord again and put down the lunchboxes together.
This time, the two had a deeper tacit understanding. Qiu Ji took the lead and took out his Clear Stir-Fried Osmanthus Perch.
"Because it needs to be delivered from afar, I left some heat when I was cooking. Now is the right time to eat," Qiu Ji said in detail.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Me too. The Fragrant Chicken is the upgraded version of the White Cut Chicken. It emphasizes on the tenderness and crispness of the skin. Mine also left some heat in it," Cui Hang said.
"Ok. After the meal, I will arrange your seats for the exchange of pointers," Yuan Zhou didn't say much and just said.
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