On the next day, Yuan Zhou thought of a new idea. After the opening hours ended in the morning, he sat at the door and started to play with his phone instead of sculpting. It was a rare thing.
"Boss Yuan, aren't you sculpting today?" A curious customer went up to him and asked.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head. His finger slid across the page of the phone and eventually stopped at the gourmet website of takeout.
"Ok. I won't disturb Boss Yuan any longer." Seeing Yuan Zhou concentrate on the game, the customer left sensibly.
Yuan Zhou raised his head and took a look, but the customer had already turned around and left.
"How uncurious. How can such a person succeed?" Yuan Zhou ridiculed him silently and continued playing with his phone.
For the whole day, apart from the opening hours, Yuan Zhou sat at his seat and played with his phone during the daytime. Some people went up to him and asked him curiously while others just watched silently. However, nobody asked what Yuan Zhou wanted them to ask.
As a result, Yuan Zhou took out the tablet and sat at the door again on the second day. He still browsed the page of takeout but didn't buy anything.
It was unknown if it was because the tablet was a little bigger, but the effect was better this time. During the whole day, there were five people asking Yuan Zhou what he was going to do with it.
Yuan Zhou's answer was very uniform, "I'm browsing and playing with it. It looks quite interesting."
Another day passed. This time, Yuan Zhou took out the notebook that he had just bought. There was a function on it. Yuan Zhou had originally intended to play with it in his room, but he took it outside.
This time, Yuan Zhou tapped open the takeout page and used the projection function to directly flip through the pages on the wall of his own restaurant. It was such a big projection.
The effect was amazing.
"Boss Yuan, are you ok?" Wu Hai walked to him with big strides with a sound of "Da Da Da" in his slippers.
"Nothing. I'm just browsing." Yuan Zhou said with an indifferent tone. His hands didn't stop moving. He continued flipping through the pages and so did the projection on the wall.
"You call this browsing? Then why did you get a projector? "Wu Hai pointed at the big picture on the wall and said with a helpless tone.
"I can see more clearly." Yuan Zhou nodded affirmatively.
"Isn't it clearer to see it directly? Why use a projector?" Wu Hai rubbed his forehead and looked at Yuan Zhou.
"This is a computer," Yuan Zhou turned his head and said primly.
"Now is not the time to worry about this. What do you want to do?" Wuhai decided to ask this first.
"Look at the delicacies." Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai with a "You're so stupid" expression.
"Fine." Wuhai retreated in defeat. He turned around and left. As he walked, he took a picture and sent it to the group.
It was originally a group created to keep Yuan Zhou. Now, the members of the group were very active.
[What's wrong with Boss Yuan? Two days ago, he had a phone, yesterday, he had a tablet, and today, he has a projector.
[That's right, that's right. They all seem to be takeaway messages. Wu Zhou
[Could it be that Boss Yuan wants to do takeout? All Over the World
[That's possible. I know an online restaurant in Chengdu that specializes in high-end restaurants. Should I go and introduce it to him?] Wuhai took the phone and got lost in thought.
[That's not bad. Ordinary ones can also be matched with Boss Yuan.]
After they discussed this idea, they started to chat again. Basically, it was about eating or when Yuan Zhou would cook other delicacies and then beat the delicacies outside.
Yuan Zhou didn't know that someone had started to take action. He continued to flip the projector in silence and expressed his deep love to others.
In the evening, Jiang Changxi came to the restaurant again. This time, there was a mysterious smile on her face. She was dressed in a bright red dress and her skin was as white as snow. She had bright eyes and white teeth.
"Boss Yuan, long time no see. Did you miss me?" It was Jiang Changxi's usual opening remarks.
"No," Yuan Zhou said quite frankly.
"Gosh. Why is Boss Yuan like this?" Jiang Changxi sat down and flipped her hair.
"You ask the same question every time. Do you really like Boss Yuan?" Wuhai couldn't help saying at the side.
"It's the mustache. It seems that your hands have become more flexible again. You must have been practicing as Miss Five recently, right?" Jiang Changxi happened to see Wuhai wiping the chopsticks and then said teasingly.
"Er …" Wuhai was defeated again.
After dealing with the mustache, Jiang Changxi looked at Yuan Zhou and said, "There's a dish of 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine today. Boss Yuan definitely can't cook it."
Jiang Changxi's expression was very confident and cunning.
"Please order your dishes." Yuan Zhou didn't believe her nor was he curious. She had said such words more than once.
"Braised Pork with Soy Sauce." Jiang Changxi brought out the name of the dish smilingly.
"I'm sorry. This dish isn't available in this restaurant for the time being." Yuan Zhou was stupefied for a moment and then said subconsciously.
"It's not what Boss Yuan thinks. It's the Braised Pork with Soy Sauce made of rice." Jiang Changxi brought out the raw materials straightforwardly and looked at Yuan Zhou confidently.
Then, Yuan Zhou was really stupefied. He knew that tofu could be used to make various vegetarian dishes that imitated meat. As for rice, however, Yuan Zhou indicated that he didn't know about it and had never heard of it.
"Now, Boss Yuan can't cook it, right?" There was an indescribable complacency and delight in Jiang Changxi's voice.
Since she tasted the dish of 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine for the first time, Jiang Changxi came here at least once every day. Every time, she would order a serving of 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine. She just wanted to see if Yuan Zhou really knew how to cook the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine.
It had been half a month, but it was the first time that Yuan Zhou hesitated. This was all thanks to a good friend.
"This dish is made of rice. It was created by a folk chef in the Qing Dynasty. It's said that the chef developed this dish through a competition with others for the sake of the reputation of his own restaurant. As it's soft and fragrant, fragrant and sweet, it tastes no different from meat. Therefore, he won the competition directly." There was a complacent look on the pretty face of Jiang Changxi.
"There's such a dish? I've only heard of the Braised Pork with Tofu. Is it true? "Wuhai asked the question that Yuan Zhou wanted to ask.
After all, tofu was easier to cook than rice no matter in terms of texture or material. The taste was supposed to be more similar to meat. The name of the Braised Pork in the Field didn't come for nothing.
"If Boss Yuan doesn't believe me, I can bring someone here to confirm it. My friend is the descendant of that chef. It's clearly recorded in Qingqing's family tree." Jiang Changxi revealed an affirmative look and said unhurriedly.
"Then it's really a family tradition." Wuhai sighed with emotion.
Just when Yuan Zhou prepared to say no, the system suddenly popped up.
The system displayed, "Yes. Host, you're the Master Chef in the future. Please say yes."
Then, Yuan Zhou was in a dilemma. He really didn't know how to cook it. Besides, the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine provided by the system didn't have this cooking method.
The system displayed, "Yes."
The system displayed, "Host, please say yes."
The system displayed, "Host, please say yes quickly."
While Yuan Zhou was hesitating, the system displayed three lines of words consecutively and even used an exclamation mark at the end. The excitement of the system was predictable.
Then, Yuan Zhou could only answer, "Yes."
"Boss Yuan, do you really know how to cook it?" Jiang Changxi didn't really believe it. That was because even the descendant of that great chef didn't know how to cook this dish. It was very important to make sure that the tofu made from rice was not too soft and tender and wouldn't be overcooked.
"Yes. I need to prepare it. Please come here at the same time tomorrow to eat it." Yuan Zhou revealed a solemn expression and no other emotions could be seen.
"Okay. I'll definitely come here tomorrow. I want one serving." Jiang Changxi decided to bring her friend here to have a try.
"Take care." Yuan Zhou turned around and went back to the kitchen with a complicated expression on his solemn face. Judging from the name of the dish, he knew it wasn't simple. Besides, it wasn't recorded by the system.
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