Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya knew nothing about Wuhai's thoughts. However, because of the Teppanyaki Squid, Yin Ya left 20 minutes later than usual.
It wasn't until 3: 50 pm that Yuan Zhou saw Yin Ya off.
As soon as he left, Yuan Zhou came back and cleaned the table. Then he began to practice cooking.
Yuanzhou Shop was quiet, but there were many discussions about Yuanzhou Shop's new Cantonese dishes.
The number of comments under the Yuanzhou Shop's official Weibo account had exceeded 100,000. After all, Yuan Zhou was a man who had been on the hot search list.
Moreover, this Cantonese dish was announced at the same time as the official media, so it was naturally more popular.
After Yuan Zhou's official Weibo account updated the Cantonese Cuisine, a large number of certified chefs and culinary institutions reposted the Weibo accounts. Even the Carpenter's Cooked Wheaten Food, Ice Sculpture, and Ceramic Art didn't let go of this opportunity.
They all reposted it, so there were even more people discussing it.
Even the food group set up by Yuanzhou Shop was very lively, and the number of messages was 999 + every minute. Because of the explosive news, many people who had been lurking around surfaced.
As for Zhang Daming, he had been lurking in the group for tens of thousands of years. His username was Mr. Rice Bucket. He joined the group very, very early because he was originally Sun Ming's online friend.
He was an online friend of Sun Ming's Gluttonous Group, a second-generation otaku. He had only eaten in Yuanzhou Shop several times when it first opened.
He fell in love with Yuan Zhou's God-tier Egg Fried Rice, but because of his otaku nature, he went to Akihabara in Japan and stayed there for almost three years. He didn't log on this account until recently.
When he returned to China, he found that Yuan Zhou was now a national celebrity, and even the Japanese newspapers had reported about it. As soon as he got off the plane, he immediately logged on this old account to see what was going on.
[I'm back from lurking for ten thousand years. I found that Boss Yuan has released a lot of new dishes, such as Sichuan, Jiangsu, Cantonese, Guizhou, and Yunnan.] Mr. Good-For-Nothing.
[Good use of prefixes. It seems that you've been lurking for ten thousand years. Except for Cantonese, everything else has been released.] Front Door Xiaobai
[I want to eat Cantonese cuisine. I feel like there is no authentic Cantonese cuisine in Chengdu. But now that Boss Yuan has it, I am not afraid anymore. Dream Eater Demon Monarch
[I'm looking forward to Boss Yuan cooking all eight cuisines. After all, a family should be united. If you don't become a Buddha, you will become a demon.
Speaking of the eight major cuisines, from ancient times to the present, there was no one who was proficient in all of them, but Yuan Zhou was very hopeful.
As time went on, Yuan Zhou would not only add the eight major cuisines, but he would also add foreign cuisines.
[Cantonese cuisine tastes pretty good, right? I don't know if you guys have tried it before, but I have. It's just that I almost dropped my shoes when I was in the queue. I suggest that you guys bring a pair of shoes when you go to eat in the next two days. Ergou and Puppy.
[Poor bastard, I don't want to talk. I want to save money to go home for Chinese New Year. Why are you making things difficult for me at this time? I want to eat Cantonese food. I want to eat Boss Yuan's food. I wrote wrong. I want to eat Boss Yuan's food. Full Moon Cup Shadow.
Because Full Moon Cup Shadow said that she wanted to eat Boss Yuan's food, Jiang Changxi, Tang Xi, and the other senior members of the group immediately showed up.
After all, eating Boss Yuan's food was a big deal. How could they be left out?
Just when the topic of Cantonese cuisine was diverted to Yuan Zhou's food, Mr. Good-For-Nothing, Zhang Daming, sent a comment that he was going to eat Boss Yuan's food that night.
As soon as this remark was made, the following replies immediately followed up with many similar remarks.
On this side were people who wanted to eat Yuanzhou shop's new dishes. In reality, there were also many people who wanted to eat Boss Yuan's food.
There was even a special person. This person was not a young man, but an old lady with white hair.
She was wearing a dark brown down jacket, black leggings, and a pair of black leather shoes with flat heels. She was reading the newspaper carefully.
The place she was reading was the newspaper where Yuan Zhou attended the exchange meeting. Yuan Zhou's basic resume was written on it.
She raised her voice and said, "Yangyang, after you finish your homework, Mom will take you to eat Cantonese food. It's almost the New Year, so let's have a good meal to celebrate. Haven't you been clamoring to eat scallion chicken for a long time? This Scallion Chicken is a Cantonese dish. "
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Mom," the person who replied was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.
"Yangyang, why did you come out? Have you finished your homework? "The old lady put down the newspaper and looked at the man sternly.
"Hehe, I was afraid that you would be bored reading the newspaper alone, so I came to accompany you. I've finished my homework a long time ago," the middle-aged man scratched his head and said with a smile.
"Even if you're filial, you still have to read more books. Otherwise, it won't do if you don't read more books," the old lady was no longer angry after being coaxed. She smiled and said again.
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll definitely listen to you and read more." The middle-aged man nodded. Then, he pressed his hands on the old lady's shoulders and asked her to sit down. Then, he passed a plate of red strawberries to her.
"Mom, eat," the middle-aged man said.
"What's there to eat? It's getting late. Let's go, Mom will bring you to eat Scallion Chicken." The old lady symbolically took a strawberry, but even so, she turned her head and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth. Then, she stood up again and said.
"Okay, I heard that we have to line up at Boss Yuan's restaurant. Mom, can you do it?" The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the clock before asking.
"Go to hell, I'm still young. I'm only middle-aged. How can I not stand waiting in line?" The old lady angrily hit her son.
Then, she slapped the middle-aged man's arm. Then, the old lady was puzzled. She tilted her head and looked at the middle-aged man, saying, "You've put on a lot of weight."
"Yes, it's because Mom raised me well. Didn't you bring me to eat my favorite Scallion Chicken today?" The middle-aged man laughed. Obviously, he was very experienced in changing the topic.
The old lady smiled and didn't pursue the matter of being fat anymore. Then, she followed the middle-aged man out.
This was an old residential area. This residential area used to be the workers' dormitory of the steel mill. Although it looked a little shabby, and the planning and greenery were not good, it was full of humanity. The conversation between the mother and son was a little strange. When they went downstairs, everyone they met greeted them warmly.
"Where is Sister Xin taking Yangyang at this time?"
"Sister Xin is downstairs? Do you know how to play mahjong? "
"What are you going to eat tonight, Sister Xin?"
"How are you recently, Sister Xin? You haven't been downstairs for two days. "
In the face of these warm greetings, the old lady, who was called Sister Xin, seriously refused all of them.
"I'm not playing mahjong. I have to save money for my Yangyang's college."
"Take Yangyang to eat that Scallion Chicken. He loves it."
"Don't talk nonsense. Who hasn't been downstairs for two days? I go to work every day."
The old lady, who was called Sister Xin, replied while Yang Yang, the middle-aged man, who was standing beside her, smiled and nodded at everyone. His eyes were filled with gratitude.
Only when the two walked out of the small old residential area did the people who greeted them sigh about filial piety, good child, and what a pity.
However, the mother and son who had walked far away didn't hear them at all. They went straight to the Yuanzhou shop.
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