As soon as Ding Guozhen left, Yin Ya turned around and walked towards the banquet hall.
Just when Yin Ya walked towards the banquet hall where only Yuan Zhou was left, Yuan Zhou suddenly sat down on a chair at the side.
"Dadada." Yin Ya quickened her pace and ran forward. She asked worriedly, "How are you feeling? Are you very tired? "
The high-intensity work for a whole day was naturally extremely tiring. Yuan Zhou only sat down like that when he saw no one else was around.
"I'm fine." Yuan Zhou shook his head. Then he bent down slightly and took out a thermos cup from the cabinet under his seat and handed it to Yin Ya.
"Drink some. Your voice is hoarse." Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay." Yin Ya blushed slightly. She received the thermos cup from Yuan Zhou warmly.
"I'll send you back later. Zhao Mei will ask someone to clean up here." Seeing Yin Ya drink two mouthfuls of the tea to soothe her throat, Yuan Zhou said.
"No need. You are too tired. You can't send me back today." Yin Ya shook her head.
"You are also very tired." Yuan Zhou shook his head stubbornly.
Yin Ya knew Yuan Zhou's temper very well. Once he made up his mind, it was hard to change his mind. His temper was even more stubborn than a cow. Obviously, Yin Ya had already known this and had ways to deal with it.
Yin Ya suddenly leaned forward and crossed the partition of the open kitchen. She leaned her upper body toward Yuan Zhou and kissed him on the side of his face like a dragonfly touching the surface of the water.
"Listen to me, okay?" Yin Ya's voice was slightly hoarse because of talking all day today. When she acted like a spoiled child, Yuan Zhou instantly became stiff.
"Okay. Okay." Yuan Zhou answered blankly.
"Then let me send you back. Have a good rest. You still have work tomorrow." Yin Ya said smilingly.
"Um." Yuan Zhou kept a straight face and tried not to blush. He answered solemnly.
Yuan Zhou also wanted to save face in front of his girlfriend.
Because of Yin Ya's special scheme, things went according to Yin Ya's plan. After returning to his restaurant, Yuan Zhou could only go upstairs to wash up and prepare to read and rest.
But because he was too tired, he directly fell asleep with the book in his hand. At this time, Yuan Zhou actually hadn't even eaten dinner.
Yuan Zhou held a book in his hand and leaned his head against the headboard. His legs were flat on the bed, and his upper body was leaning against the headboard. He did not lie down.
In such an awkward position, Yuan Zhou fell asleep just like that. The room's dim yellow light shone on Yuan Zhou's face.
The curtains were drawn tightly. After some time, Yuan Zhou suddenly woke up.
"Are you asleep?" Yuan Zhou moved his head slightly and felt his neck aching. When he reached out his hand, he realized that he was still holding a book in his hand.
"Looks like I'm really tired." Yuan Zhou took the phone on the bedside table and looked at the time. It was only three o 'clock.
"It's about time to wake up," Yuan Zhou muttered to himself. Then, he sat up, put down the book, and went to wash up.
After washing up, Yuan Zhou did not go out to exercise like yesterday. Instead, he trained in the backyard.
It was only four o 'clock when he finished. After washing up, Yuan Zhou changed his clothes and went to the banquet hall.
At four o 'clock, the sky in Chengdu was already starting to brighten. After all, the weather was getting warmer and the sun was rising more frequently.
When he walked to the banquet hall, the policeman guarding the entrance said in surprise, "Head Chef Yuan, you are here so early?"
"Um. You have worked hard. I'm here to prepare," Yuan Zhou said.
"Not at all. You have worked hard, Head Chef Yuan," the policeman shook his head and said seriously.
Strictly speaking, the policemen worked in shifts while Yuan Zhou was alone. Therefore, the policeman felt that Yuan Zhou had worked harder than them.
"I like to cook," Yuan Zhou said. After the security check, he entered the banquet hall.
"Master," the moment Yuan Zhou entered the banquet hall, Engineer Cheng came up to him.
"You are here so early?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"I knew you would definitely come early, so I came earlier." Master Cheng stroked his head and smiled foolishly.
"I was thinking of coming here to tidy up," Engineer Cheng said.
"You seem to have lost weight recently," Yuan Zhou did not answer. He looked at Engineer Cheng from head to toe and said.
"Really? I have been wanting to lose weight for a long time. My wife said that I am too fat and unhealthy, "Engineer Cheng could naturally hear the concern in Yuan Zhou's words, but he just said that with a smile.
Engineer Cheng had long known that he had lost weight. Just two days ago, his daughter Cheng Ying touched his belly and said that he had lost weight and that he had worked hard recently.
One should know that Engineer Cheng had helped with the preparation work and the reception work. Engineer Cheng's thinking was very simple. This was his master's first personal cooking exhibition. As his disciple, he could no longer help in the kitchen. Therefore, he had to work hard in other areas.
"Um. Come here at seven tomorrow," Yuan Zhou said.
"Yes, master," Engineer Cheng answered immediately.
After that, Engineer Cheng finally reacted to Yuan Zhou's words. However, he would never doubt his own master. He just felt warm in his heart.
"Master is afraid that I won't have a good rest." Engineer Cheng thought happily in his heart. At the same time, he decided that he would be more careful and do better cleaning after the exhibition.
Time passed quickly. It was not even nine o 'clock. At around eight o' clock, the banquet hall was filled up one after another.
It was one hour earlier than the day before.
Moreover, today's process was actually simpler than yesterday's. After all, there was no opening ceremony today.
Therefore, after Yuan Zhou officially announced that the theme of the cooking exhibition would be Sichuan Cuisine, Yuan Zhou directly asked the waiters to serve today's breakfast.
Breakfast was a bowl of Dan Dan Noodles for everyone. It was moderately spicy. Even if one couldn't eat spicy food, they would still feel satisfied.
Among the traditional cuisines, Sichuan Cuisine was known as the common people's cuisine. From this, it could be seen that Sichuan Cuisine had a very wide audience.
Today, Yuan Zhou had thoroughly displayed the popularity of Sichuan Cuisine. What he displayed was the essence of Sichuan Cuisine. Each dish had its own style, and each dish had its own taste.
This time, Yuan Zhou used a variety of dishes and arranged them into small compartments. Each compartment was exactly the size of a chopstick.
Not only were the types of dishes in each compartment different, but the dishes were also different. For the whole day, everyone ate as many as 100 dishes.
"No wonder I felt a little strange when I saw Yuan carving the small box. I didn't know what he would use such a small box for. It turns out that he's preparing for the cooking exhibition." Zhou Shijie murmured while eating. His voice wasn't loud, so only Lee Yanyi beside him heard him.
"You old pit. Since you saw it, why didn't you ask him to carve a bigger one? If it's bigger, we can eat more." Lee Yanyi glared at him.
Zhou Shijie was stunned. Yeah, it seemed to make sense.
During the few seconds when Chairman Zhou was the Master Chef, the politicians had already eaten several mouthfuls. Their eating speed was much faster than yesterday.
Yesterday, the politicians weren't so skilled with chopsticks, but today, they were very skilled.
"Did he go back to the hotel and find a professional to teach him?" Zhang Yan thought to himself, but of course, he didn't say it out.
Actually, it wasn't so complicated. There was no need to find a professional to teach them. Every politician had an interpreter assigned by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs when they went out. Then, they went back last night and called the interpreter to their room.
They played Fight the Landlord with the door closed … No, it was practicing chopsticks with the door closed.
"I should promote chopsticks when I go back. Otherwise, I will suffer a great loss." The Vice President of Indonesia thought to himself.
To be honest, although there were many Chinese in Indonesia, the main tableware was still the Western knife and fork.
This time, the tableware prepared by Yuan Zhou was the chopsticks. Every dish was so delicious that it left one longing for more. The taste this time included the seven flavors of Sichuan Cuisine: sweet, sour, numb, spicy, bitter, fragrant, salty, and eight flavors: dry roasted, sour, spicy, fishy, dry stir-fried, strange taste, and pepper and numb.
Moreover, there were 24 taste types evolved from these seven flavors. With so many taste types displayed one by one under Yuan Zhou's hands, all the guests present were intoxicated.
Take the Thai Prince for example. He almost couldn't maintain his demeanor and forcibly snatched the dishes from the plate of his country's famous chef.
After all, there were so few dishes. Although it was said to be one chopstick, it was actually a matter of one bite.
The amazing thing about Sichuan Cuisine was that its taste was varied and fascinating, even mysterious. Therefore, on the second day of the cooking exhibition, the guests were still very satisfied.
"This is Chuan cuisine? I don't know if this is the pronunciation. Anyway, I feel that Chuan cuisine is really magnificent. I can't imagine that a cuisine can have so many different tastes. I must remember this pronunciation. I feel that the pronunciation is so magical. "
As a result, the famous French restaurant brand, Chuan, was born in a flash of inspiration from Ogyust.
O was the capital of his name, and Chuan didn't need to be explained.
It was the same as last night. At the end of the meal, there was a feeling of not being full.
Of course, this feeling couldn't be told to others. Everyone could only restrain themselves and go back. But naturally, they hoped that tomorrow would come as soon as possible.
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