Yuan Zhou and Wang Jike were having a friendly conversation. They were talking and laughing.
Wang Qiang could only stand there like a wooden stake. This was a matter between the high-end culinary circle. Wang Qiang was a low-end culinary circle person, so he could not interrupt.
"It's good to be able to give Head Chef Yuan some inspiration," Wang Jike said.
Yuan Zhou said, "If Head Chef Wang is free, we can have an in-depth discussion about Jiangsu Cuisine."
"I have the same idea," Wang Jike said. Wang Jike said warmly, "I don't have anything scheduled recently. Of course, it would be best if I don't affect Head Chef Yuan's business hours."
"Did Head Chef Wang just arrive in Chengdu today?" Yuan Zhou composed himself and asked.
"Yes. I should have told you in advance, but I was too hasty," Wang Jike said apologetically.
"It's fine. What I mean is, since Head Chef Wang is here today, you must be tired from the long journey. Rest well today and tomorrow. Let's have an exchange the day after tomorrow. What do you think? "Yuan Zhou said.
"Very good," Wang Jike said, "I won't disturb you then, Head Chef Yuan."
"I'm looking forward to the exchange with Head Chef Wang," Yuan Zhou said.
"Me too," Wang Jike nodded.
Wang Jike led Wang Qiang away. Yuan Zhou watched them until they were out of his sight. Only then did he turn around and enter the restaurant.
"It seems that the rumors are wrong after all. Previously, there was a saying, 'Among the Five Tigers of Su Province, the Wang Family has Kung Fu', which means that Head Chef Wang Jike has excellent culinary skills, but similarly, he has a bad temper and is somewhat unreasonable." Yuan Zhou muttered to himself, "After talking with him today, I found him to be quite gentle and reasonable."
Yuan Zhou shook his head. He felt that the rumors were too much. A kind and amiable elder had become a devil.
On the other side, Wang Qiang followed behind Wang Jike, not daring to say anything.
In the past, Wang Jike had been very gentle. In fact, in the thirty years that Wang Qiang had been his son, he had never seen his father so easy to talk things over, so gentle.
But as soon as he reached the end of the street, Wang Jike's expression became serious again, and he looked as if no one was close to him.
"Well, dad … can you tell me what's the difference between you and Head Chef Yuan's trident?" Wang Qiang asked cautiously.
"What's the use of knowing? Even if you knew, you wouldn't be able to learn it. "Wang Jike glanced at Wang Qiang, his tone full of disdain.
"I can't learn, but I can study hard, I …" Before Wang Qiang could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang Jike. "Study hard? Work hard to write five pages of cooking summary in two weeks? "
"That …" Wang Qiang didn't know what to say.
"Don't say that. First straighten out your tongue before you speak. If you can't straighten it out, then don't speak." Wang Jike's pace was very fast. Wang Qiang could only jog to catch up with him.
Did you see that? This was his father's normal attitude! Wang Qiang felt that he was a fake son. Compared to the gentle way he spoke to Boss Yuan, the difference was too big!
Wang Qiang followed Wang Jike back to the hotel.
After arriving at the hotel, Wang Jike read the newspaper for a while and lay down to sleep at 10: 30. His work and rest schedule had always been very regular.
On the contrary, Wang Qiang, Huang Fei, Liu Li, and Hao Cheng gathered together to complain. After all, they were all children oppressed by Wang Jike.
However, they also reflected on their bad attitude towards learning. The four of them were valiant and high-spirited, shouting that they had to write at least a dozen pages of notes tomorrow.
"Brother Qiang, I remember you said that Chef Wang Jike will have an exchange with Head Chef Yuan the day after tomorrow?" Hao Cheng suddenly asked.
Liu Li and Huang Fei's eyes immediately lit up and they looked at Wang Qiang with bright eyes.
"That's right. That's true," Wang Qiang nodded.
"Then can we go and listen to it?" This was what Hao Cheng wanted to say.
"Should be possible," Wang Qiang answered uncertainly. Then, he added, "I will ask my dad tomorrow."
"I'll leave it to you, Brother Qiang," "I've watched the video of Head Chef Yuan and the other masters many times," "It's really rare to see two masters having an exchange in person."
Then, they said goodnight to each other and returned to their respective rooms to rest.
The "goodnight" in modern society did not mean that they were going to sleep. It meant that they wanted to play by themselves for a while and did not want to chat anymore.
For example, after Wang Qiang said goodnight and returned to his room, it was already midnight. But when he lay down on his bed, he still slept for half an hour before falling asleep.
In an era where there were so many kinds of entertainment activities, there was a certain kind of people who could sleep immediately and wake up immediately. Coincidentally, Yuan Zhou and Wang Jike were both such people.
After sending Yuan Zhou off with his gaze, Yuan Zhou returned to his restaurant. Since it wasn't raining tonight, the pub was open for business.
"I hope I'm not disturbing Boss Yuan? I have something to ask Boss Yuan, "Fang Heng, the Heavenly Demon Sect's Demonic Witch, ran over.
"What is it?" Yuan Zhou raised his head and asked.
"When will Boss Yuan release new liquor? Although the draft beer, bamboo liquor, and red wine are all delicious, the pub can't keep up with the speed of new dishes."
Fang Heng was asking on behalf of all the alcoholics, no, all the drinkers.
"Boss Yuan, you can't favor one and discriminate against the others!"
"Um, I'll try to speed up the speed of new liquor." Yuan Zhou nodded.
Thinking about it carefully, the speed of new liquor seemed to be a little slow.
"Okay, I'm relieved to hear that from Boss Yuan. I'm going back now." Fang Heng was satisfied.
"Um? You're not drinking liquor today? " After Yuan Zhou said that, he reacted, "Oh, I forgot you didn't draw today. Be careful on your way."
"Oh …" Fang Heng's happy mood was gone instantly.
Although the pub was a place for drawing lots, in fact, ordinary tourists rarely came from other places just to draw lots to drink liquor.
Of course, those who liked to drink a few cups were an exception. Therefore, the customers of the pub were quite regular.
But recently! For some unknown reason, all the places for drinking liquor in the evening were taken by the customers from Lu Province.
Zheng Xian, Fang Heng, and other regulars didn't draw lots.
"I've been drinking for a long time. It's okay to skip a few meals!" Fang Heng comforted himself.
"Besides, the weather is not good tonight. The liquor won't taste as good as usual." Fang Heng was a typical case of saying that the grapes were sour because he couldn't eat them.
In fact, thinking about it carefully, it was also good to say that the grapes were sour because he couldn't eat them. At least he felt better.
If he couldn't eat them, wouldn't it be more uncomfortable to think that the grapes were delicious and sweet?
Anyway, Fang Heng felt much better when he thought that the grapes were sour. He walked home slowly and bumped into Zheng Xian on the way home.
Fang Heng asked, "Sister Xian, why are you still wandering on the street? Didn't you go back?"
"I haven't drunk for two days. I want to drink." Zheng Xian said, "So I want to find a place to drink. But the liquor in two shops is not to my liking."
"I want to drink, too. How about going to my family's pub? The freshly brewed bamboo liquor tastes good." Fang Heng said.
"Then lead the way." Zheng Xian smiled.
The two came to the pub located about five kilometers away from Yuanzhou shop.
As soon as the Fang family's bamboo liquor was introduced into the market, it was extremely popular in the middle and high-end market.
Fang Heng's family also had seven or eight wine shops in Chengdu and five in other provinces. The reason why there were so many shops in Chengdu was that his family's foundation was in Chengdu. Besides, as Fang Heng's father said, don't just focus on occupying the market. One should take one step at a time.
At this time, the wine shop was closed, but Fang Heng definitely had the key as the young boss.
"Hua La La", Fang Heng opened the door of the shop.
"Originally, our main shop was in Qingyang District, but it was decided to arrange this place as the main shop last year." Fang Heng explained while turning on the lights in the shop.
Zheng Xian listened attentively and did not interrupt.
After the lights were turned on, the interior decoration could be seen clearly.
As the main shop, the wine shop was quite large and the overall decoration was transparent. There were decorative racks on the left and right walls, on which there were exquisite small bottles of different shapes.
Further inside, there were tables and stools in the shape of green bamboo. Fang Heng led Zheng Xian here.
"Sister Xian, please sit for a while. I'll get the liquor," Fang Heng said.
"Okay." Zheng Xian nodded.
In the warehouse, Fang Heng took out two bottles of Fang Family's bamboo liquor. Both the bottle and the box were beautifully packaged.
Speaking of which, after giving the bottle of liquor to Mr. Wei last time, Fang Heng took another packaged bottle and sent it to him the next day.
Then, Fang Heng took two three-qian cups and a few dishes to go with the liquor.
One qian was equal to five grams. The three-qian cup was the smallest cup, which was only 15 grams when it was full.
"Come on, Sister Xian, let's drink." Fang Heng sat opposite to Zheng Xian.
The two of them drank one cup after another slowly.
"Fang Heng, I think if you don't sell liquor in the future, you can really sell dishes to go with the liquor." Zheng Xian picked up a cucumber with her chopsticks. The cucumber was crisp and refreshing. Coupled with the three-qian cup of liquor, she felt comfortable.
"I think so too. If the wine shop's business is not good in the future, I will go to Boss Yuan's pub at night to sell dishes to go with the liquor," Fang Heng said.
"Okay, okay." Zheng Xian was a little strange when she drank. She didn't like to clink glasses with others. Instead, she liked to drink alone.
"Sister Xian, I feel that you have something on your mind. Do you want to say it? It will be much better if you say it," Fang Heng said.
"No, no. If I say it for no reason, I will be in a bad mood. So, I might as well keep it in my heart." Zheng Xian drank a cup of liquor and said, "Moreover, the more I drink, the better I feel."
She didn't play by the rules. Usually, she would say, "I have liquor, do you have a story?" But now, she had liquor, but the person with a story was not willing to tell it.
In fact, Zheng Xian rarely came to the restaurant for dinner. Most of the time, she came to drink at night. Overall, Zheng Xian was not as domineering and casual as Queen Jiang, nor was she as gentle and considerate as Wan. Zheng Xian's character was more introverted. It felt like she was a woman with a lot of stories.
"If you are a good friend, drink with me today until you are drunk," Zheng Xian said.
Zheng Xian didn't really like drinking. It was just that she couldn't sleep without drinking.
Fang Heng left and replied, "Okay, no one can leave standing today."
"You are a good friend. Then, tomorrow and the day after, I will treat you at Boss Yuan's pub," Zheng Xian said.
"Hahaha, then I won't stand on ceremony," Fang Heng said.
As a matter of fact, Fang Heng and Zheng Xian still didn't know that the pub would soon face the fiercest impact. Because of a certain person, the group of waiters from Lu Province had clearly known that they could drink good liquor at night in Yuan Zhou's restaurant.
A large number of people from Lu Province who loved liquor changed their plans. Those who had plans to travel to Chengdu moved their plans forward; those who didn't plan to travel to Chengdu immediately made plans.
Just like tonight …
"It's delicious. The recommendation on the Internet is really right. This liquor is delicious."
"Let's learn more about The Kitchen God."
"Yes, I really do. The food of The Kitchen God is the best in the country, but I didn't expect the liquor to be so delicious."
"Just now, I saw that the air ticket from Lu Province to Chengdu was more than a few hundred yuan. Hahaha, it's because the air ticket was expensive because of us."
Several burly men from Lu Province were talking about it. In fact, they weren't familiar with each other, but it was easy to build up a friendship at the table.
Shin Min was watching over the pub. As customers who came to the pub for the first time, the burly men from Lu Province had a lot of problems.
But Shin Min was very mature now. She could solve these problems by herself without disturbing Yuan Zhou.
This saved Yuan Zhou a lot of trouble and more time.
At the beginning of the year, Yuan Zhou raised Shin Min and Zhou Jia's salaries from 100 yuan a day to 125 yuan a day. Five of them were the seniority pay. In fact, it was an increase of 20 yuan.
Speaking of which, Zhou Jia and Shin Min's treatment was very good. If it were any waiters in any other restaurant, they wouldn't have such good treatment and such easy freedom.
On the birthdays of Zhou Jia and Shin Min, Yuan Zhou would make birthday cakes for them and treat them to meals.
Of course, no restaurant could make more money than Yuanzhou Shop. This saying wasn't aimed at a particular restaurant, but all the restaurants in the world made less money than Yuanzhou Shop.
With a waitress who didn't need to worry about him, Yuan Zhou could spare more time to study ancient books and recipes. In fact, no matter which way he improved his culinary skills, he was very happy.
"Guanggong's Travels. After reading it, my biggest thought is that Guangli is so rich that he has traveled almost half of Huaxia." Yuan Zhou's small notebook in his hand was full of notes.
After reading ancient books and recipes for several weeks, Yuan Zhou had recorded all his gains and had filled up four or five notebooks.
The book of Guanggong's Travels could easily be regarded as Chang Gong's Travels … Well, the meaning was quite different.
Although the cooking methods of the food were not written in the book, the taste was written in detail, which could help Yuan Zhou understand the delicacies of that era.
The next day.
Today was a good day. Everything he wanted could come true. Tomorrow would be another good day …
Ahem. Wrong. Never.
It was like this. Today was really a good day for Wang Hong, because it was the release conference of the new book of "Evil Bane 2".
Due to the successful portrayal of Fang Heng, the witch of Heavenly Demon Sect in "Evil Bane 1", this book was called "injecting a shot of adrenaline into modern Wuxia novels". Naturally, the publishing house of the second book quickly arranged for it.
Wang Hong chose Li Li's western restaurant as the venue for the book release conference. After all, if it was held in Boss Yuan's restaurant, it would affect the queue in Yuanzhou Shop if there were too many people.
On the other hand, Li Li wasn't afraid of the impact. For him, it was a kind of publicity.
Before the competition started, Wang Hong looked at the huge venue with a satisfied look on his face.
"Teacher Wang, the media will interview you with two questions. Let's match the questions first," a staff member came over and said.
"Okay," Wang Hong said.
Then, he happily matched the questions. On the other side, a staff member reminded Wang Hong that someone was looking for him.
"Got it. I'll be right there," Wang Hong answered in a loud voice.
Wang Hong said to the staff member, "Sorry for the trouble. I have something else to do. I'll head over first."
Then, he jogged over.
"This author is quite polite at such a young age," the staff member said.
He was a staff member of the publishing house. He had arranged many such press conferences, but it was rare to see such a young and polite best-selling author.
If it was the Wang Hong who hadn't been to Yuanzhou shop, he would probably be proud of this achievement. But in reality …
You became famous at a young age. How young and famous can you be?
Can you compare to Yuan Zhou?
Yuan Zhou had never been arrogant. Besides, there was also Wu Hai, the "Hope of the European Art World". Other than eating, he was easy-going and didn't have any arrogance.
Therefore, after staying in Yuanzhou shop for a long time, Wang Hong really didn't think that there was anything to be proud of with this little achievement.
Most importantly, Wang Hong still felt that he might not be as good as that naughty kid in Yuanzhou shop.
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