"Today's breakfast is Crab Roe Pork Buns," Zhou Jia announced as the customers entered the restaurant.
"That's great. The buns are delicious," Tang Xi couldn't help swallowing her saliva and murmured when she heard the announcement.
"You can have mine," Ling Hong, who had just entered the restaurant, whispered to Ruan Xiaoqing, "You can have mine."
"It's okay. I have enough for myself." Ruan Xiaoqing pursed her lips in embarrassment and lowered her head to stroke her hair.
Ruan Xiaoqing stroked her hair and revealed her white earlobes, which made Ling Hong's eyes light up. However, he resisted the impulse in his heart and turned his head away, "It's okay. I just ate the Mantou sold by the granny. It's delicious."
"It's really okay. Boss Yuan's buns are really delicious, but you don't have to give them to me. I have enough for myself." Ruan Xiaoqing shook her head again.
"Alright. If you don't have enough, I will give you half." Ling Hong took a step back and said, "After all, I just ate a few Mantou. If I can't finish this, I will be blacklisted."
While saying that, Ling Hong made a miserable expression and continued, "After all, Boss Yuan is called Compass. He doesn't care about feelings at all."
While saying that, Ling Hong looked at Ruan Xiaoqing with a pitiful expression. Seeing Ling Hong's puppy-like gaze, Ruan Xiaoqing couldn't help but feel funny and pitiful. She nodded and said, "I know."
"Xiaoqing, you are the best." Ling Hong avoided thanking her and was very sweet with his words.
After the two sat down, the Crab Roe Pork Buns were served.
Seeing the interaction between Ling Hong and Ruan Xiaoqing, Yuan Zhou couldn't help but look at Yin Ya, who was eating the buns with her head lowered.
Yin Ya also seemed to feel Yuan Zhou's gaze. She raised her head subconsciously and looked at Yuan Zhou, but she quickly avoided his gaze.
Breakfast passed quickly under the gazes of the four.
Every customer who entered the restaurant would smile at Yuan Zhou or greet him tacitly, just like how they did in the past.
After breakfast, Yuan Zhou moved a chair out and sat at the door to sculpt. Because he hadn't sculpted at the door for three days, there were still a lot of people watching.
After all, Yuan Zhou's reputation had risen to another level.
Before lunchtime, Yuan Zhou put up a sign. It was the colorful glowing board that had a strong sense of existence.
On the sign was written the new Cantonese cuisine. Such a simple sentence caused a traffic jam on Taoxi Road again.
The traffic police sent another team to maintain order.
Knowing that Yuan Zhou would be very busy during lunch, Yin Ya didn't come for lunch. Firstly, she didn't want to disturb Yuan Zhou's cooking. Secondly, Yin Ya needed to finish her work in the afternoon before she could have time to drink during dessert.
After the busy lunchtime, Yuan Zhou heaved a sigh of relief and said to himself, "It feels like there are more customers."
While muttering, Yuan Zhou quickly went upstairs to wash up. After all, he would meet Yin Ya later.
After washing up, Yuan Zhou went to the backyard of the pub directly and waited for Yin Ya to knock on the door.
It seemed that they had a tacit understanding that Yuan Zhou wouldn't open the door and wait for Yin Ya. And Yin Ya also liked the feeling of knocking on the door to enter.
"Knock Knock", there came two knocks on the door. Yuan Zhou confirmed the liquor and dessert on the table again and then stood up to open the door.
"Squeak", the door was opened. As expected, Yin Ya was standing at the door.
"Come in. I'm ready," said Yuan Zhou.
"Um." Yin Ya withdrew her hand as if she were afraid that Yuan Zhou would hold her hand.
However, Yuan Zhou didn't feel it at all. He turned his head and led the way. Looking at Yuan Zhou like that, Yin Ya couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief but also a little disappointed.
Fortunately, the dishes and liquor on the table soon attracted her attention.
Because there was not only red wine and snacks, but also a small iron plate-like thing placed there.
"This is Teppanyaki. I want to cook it today. Let's eat together." Seeing Yin Ya staring at the small iron plate, Yuan Zhou said uncomfortably.
"Um. Thank you." The disappointment in Yin Ya's heart just now was swept away in an instant because this Teppanyaki was her favorite street snack.
"You're welcome. I just want to taste it together. I haven't cooked it yet," said Yuan Zhou seriously, completely forgetting that he had practiced cooking every dish.
"Okay. How about this?" Yin Ya rolled her quick-witted eyes and said playfully, "I'll read the news about the Asia-Pacific Exchange Conference to you. I guess you haven't had time to read it yet. It's reported in the newspapers of many countries."
"Okay. I'll cook the Teppanyaki and you read the news." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then started to cook.
Yin Ya also took out her phone and started to look through it. Soon, she found a folder. Obviously, she had read all the news reports.
Soon, Yin Ya started to read. Although Yin Ya hadn't learned to broadcast, she could speak clearly. Most importantly, Yuan Zhou liked her crisp voice.
"There's a report from Japan saying that Grandmaster Yuan Zhou, the God's Knife, once again defeated 312 chefs and became the most eye-catching. The original report reads: Our country's Grandmaster Chef Dashi Sang-sama, relying on his superb culinary skills, became the strongest challenger of the God's Knife. After several hours of wonderful battle, Sang-sama lost to Grandmaster Yuan Zhou. It can't be helped. After all, he's the God's Knife. "
After reading this paragraph, Yin Ya turned her head and asked Yuan Zhou curiously, "Is the Asia-Pacific Exchange Conference really so intense? This Sang-sama is the chef who participated in the China-Japan Exchange Conference last time, right? "
Although Yin Ya couldn't be said to be very familiar with the various activities that Yuan Zhou had participated in, she still remembered them clearly. For example, this Sang-sama. She instantly realized that he was Dashi Xiujie, who had been in contact with Yuan Zhou before.
"The Exchange Conference this time isn't about winning or losing," Yuan Zhou answered.
He totally couldn't figure out what the hell was a battle that lasted several hours. Speaking of cooking, he had indeed done it for several hours.
The Japanese reporter must have just watched some hot-blooded manga and felt that he had entered the wrong channel. Yuan Zhou really didn't know that he was called the God's Knife.
Regarding this point, the Japanese were actually very surprised during the China-Japan Exchange Conference last time in Shanghai. After all, Fujiwara had a very high prestige in the gourmet circle of Japan and even he was conquered by him. Therefore, he added another title to Yuan Zhou, "The Knife of Fish Deboning", or the God's Knife for short!
"I think Thailand's evaluation of you is the most appropriate. They say that you are less than 30 years old but have the steadiness and reliability of a 50-year-old man, the skills of a 60-year-old man and the original intention of a 60-year-old man." When Yin Ya heard others praising Yuan Zhou, her face beamed like a flower. She was even happier than others praising herself.
While cooking the squid, Yuan Zhou felt that the Thai people's way of praising others was quite unique.
However, Yin Ya felt that the most appropriate way was that they were hinting that he was speaking too maturely? Yuan Zhou couldn't help thinking.
Should he be more active? If he cared too much, he would interpret an ordinary sentence. Yuan Zhou wouldn't be like this in the past. But when he held hands with her at the airport yesterday, he felt that he had taken a step further. That was why he had this kind of mentality.
Compared with the unforgettable love in the movies and TV series, the simple and ordinary love was also not bad. They got to know each other in the restaurant and got to know each other after one or two years of living together. Then, they got together naturally.
This was the love that Yuan Zhou yearned for …
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