"What do you think, Head Chef Yuan? Should we wait for Eaves Wu's painting or what? "Zhao Lunze first asked for Yuan Zhou's opinion. After all, the sculpture was created by Yuan Zhou.
"I think it's good. It's indeed difficult to paint 108 generals, and it's even more difficult to do it using oil painting. But I think Wuhai should be able to do it," Yuan Zhou had always been very confident in Wuhai when it came to painting and eating.
The oil painting version of 108 generals sounded very subversive.
Zhao Lunze said, "Alright. I'll take some time to have a good chat with Eaves Wu."
"Actually, you don't have to take time."
Just as Yuan Zhou finished speaking and Zhao Lunze was still in a state of confusion, a black shadow appeared in front of him. That's right, Eaves Wu ran back in a hurry.
Before the curator could ask, he heard Wuhai say, "This private museum of yours has too many twists and turns. I can't even get out!"
“？？？”
Zhao Lunze's mind was filled with question marks. If he remembered correctly, he just needed to turn right from this exhibition area and return to the central parlor. Then, he would be able to get out of the museum.
Unable to contain his excitement, Wu Hai grabbed Zhao Lunze and prepared to drag him to lead the way.
"Maybe a genius painter doesn't have a good sense of direction …" Zhao Lunze tried to convince himself that Eaves Wu was lost.
"Curator Zhao, I have something to discuss with you," said Yuan Zhou.
Hearing Yuan Zhou's words, Wuhai calmed down and asked, "Oh? What's the matter? "
"Just now, Eaves Wu said that we will release it together. As for the specific time and process, we can discuss it," said Zhao Lunze.
"It'll take about one or two weeks. As for the other arrangements, I don't care. I'll give you my phone number and you can discuss it with my agent," said Wuhai. The agent was naturally Zheng Jiawei.
After the tour, Wuhai left Zheng Jiawei's phone number. Then, Zhao Lunze led the way and sent them to the entrance.
"Let me drive Head Chef Yuan and Eaves Wu," said Zhao Lunze.
"There's no need for that. We can just call for a taxi ourselves. Isn't there a second step to the sculpture? Curator Zhao, just do what you need to do. "Yuan Zhou never liked to trouble people.
Zhao Lunze, who was very interested in the sculpture, accepted Yuan Zhou's arrangement. However, he also waited at the entrance for them to get on the car.
In less than three minutes, he stopped an empty car.
"Curator Zhao, the road to your private museum is indeed a little circuitous. It's not easy to find the exit," Yuan Zhou said before he got into the car.
Then, the car sped away and disappeared from Zhao Lunze's sight.
"Could it be that the path is really a little complicated?" Zhao Lunze fell into a state of self-doubt.
As a painter, Wuhai seemed to have zero ability to live, so it was normal for him not to know the way. However, Boss Yuan was a mature and steady man. If he said that, it might be true that there was something wrong with the way to his private museum.
"I'll take a look at the floor plan later and ask the designer to come over and take a look." Zhao Lunze muttered to himself and turned back.
After returning to Taoxi Road, Wuhai directly and quickly hopped back home like a rabbit and began his closed-door training.
Moreover, it seemed that he had poured his heart and soul into this painting. Because Wuhai was in closed-door training, he didn't even come for dinner.
Not only that, the black beast was nowhere to be seen during breakfast and lunch the next day, which made many customers ask about it in surprise.
After all, it was the divine beast of the small restaurant. Of course, they would ask about it if they didn't see it.
Actually, strictly speaking, he didn't come last night because he was in closed-door training to design the overall composition of the painting. But today, he was taken away by Zheng Jiawei for breakfast and lunch.
Zheng Jiawei definitely couldn't get rid of Wuhai. After all, the Kitchen God's food had an indescribable attraction to Wuhai.
That's right. The only reason that could make Wuhai follow Zheng Jiawei obediently was Wu Lin.
Today was the day Wu Lin came back from the army. Zheng Jiawei and Wuhai came to pick her up.
At the exit of Chengdu High-Speed Railway Station.
"Linlin, thank you for your hard work. Drink some warm water," while saying that, Zheng Jiawei pulled over the box in Wu Lin's hands with one hand and handed her a cup of warm water with the other.
"Not at all. Have you been waiting for a long time, Wei?" Wu Lin received the cup obediently and drank the water in small mouthfuls while asking.
"No, no. I just got here," Zheng Jiawei waved his hand and said.
"What do you mean just got here? You've been waiting for an hour," suddenly, a voice full of resentment passed from the side. It was Wuhai who was standing at the side.
Wuhai was seen leaning against a pillar at the side while stroking his own small mustaches. Even in the crowded high-speed railway station, his decadence was quite conspicuous.
"Thank you, Wei. Let's go to eat the dishes cooked by Boss Yuan tonight," Wu Lin directly ignored Wuhai's words and said to Zheng Jiawei at the side.
"Okay. It just so happens that Xiaohai eats there every day. We can have a reunion dinner," Zheng Jiawei answered with a smile.
"I didn't even have breakfast in order to pick him up. Even if I go back now, I won't be able to get lunch." Wuhai's resentment was full points. Therefore, he dared to argue with Wu Lin in front of her, "What reunion dinner are you talking about?"
"Wuhai! I think you've been itching for a beating recently. Have you forgotten what I came back for? "Wu Lin looked at Wuhai with a seemingly gentle expression and said.
It was this seemingly gentle expression that made Wuhai's heart tremble. Wuhai immediately gave in and said in a low voice, "It's just a physical examination. Do you need to come back every year?"
"Ho Ho. If it weren't for someone who refused to cooperate violently, would I need to come here?" Wu Lin smiled and said domineeringly and fiercely.
"I will go by myself now," Wuhai said while stroking his small mustaches.
"Lin Lin is also homesick and wants to come back to have a look. After all, I also miss Lin," at that time, Zheng Jiawei put away the cups and other things and said gently.
"Um, I miss you," the valiant Wu Lin said with a blush on her face but her eyes were bright and beautiful.
"Then let's go. I have already arranged the hospital. We can go there directly tomorrow morning," said Zheng Jiawei.
"Hey, I have a suggestion. You don't need to do a colorectal examination this time," said Wuhai seriously.
"No," Wu Lin refused directly without thinking.
"I agree with everything else but this. I'm a man. How can I do this kind of examination? No," Wuhai's attitude was firm and revealed a look of non-negotiable.
"Little Hai, think about it carefully. Lin Lin is just worried about you. After all, you love eating spicy food so much. You have to check whether it's healthy or not, right?" Zheng Jiawei persuaded seriously.
Wu Lin was more straightforward, "Who asked you to love spicy food? You have to go."
"I don't even know whether I'm healthy or not. I won't go," Wuhai said stubbornly.
"Ho Ho, I wonder who was the one who had a gastric hemorrhage and almost smelled bad at home. You call that knowing your body condition?" Wu Lin said without hesitation.
"That was an accident. I did it for painting." Seeing that Wu Lin was about to go berserk again, Wuhai immediately continued, "Now I eat three meals a day and my stomach doesn't spoil. It's very good."
"Speaking of this, we have to thank Boss Yuan. I brought a gift for Boss Yuan this time," Wu Lin agreed with Wuhai's words very much. She just praised Yuan Zhou directly and didn't mention anything about Wuhai.
"Then let's go together to give it to Boss Yuan. We should thank Boss Yuan for taking care of Little Hai," Zheng Jiawei answered.
"Okay, let's go." While saying that, Wu Lin pulled Zheng Jiawei and walked to the parking lot.
On the way, they were still talking.
"Boss Yuan is really awesome. The Young Chef Competition has greatly improved the reputation of our country. It's said that the final will be broadcasted by CCTV," said Wu Lin.
"Broadcasted by CCTV?" Zheng Jiawei thought for a while and said, "I heard from Boss Yuan that four chefs will compete for first place in the final. He will be there as a judge. It's indeed worth broadcasting. Thailand, Japan, and other countries are paying close attention to this competition. At present, the most popular chef is Dashi Xiujie. Dubonte, Sucha, and Ke Sen all have a chance of winning first place."
"Brother Wei, who do you think will win first place?" Wu Lin didn't know these four chefs because she didn't pay attention to the cooking circle.
Zheng Jiawei said, "Of course I hope Ke Sen wins. He is the son of Master Chef Colin of Guizhou Cuisine. I know Master Colin, and we are friends."
Wu Lin said, "Brother Wei, you are so awesome. I feel like you know everyone."
"No. It's just that last time Master Colin came to visit Boss Yuan, we chatted for a while, and then we ate the spicy Crispy Fish made by Master Colin. It's very delicious. Xiao Lin, if you want to eat it, I will take you there," said Zheng Jiawei.
"Okay," Wu Lin answered happily. She was totally different in front of Zheng Jiawei and Wuhai.
"Boss Yuan is really a capable person, just like Xiaohai," said Zheng Jiawei. "Do you remember why I want to be Xiaohai's agent?"
Wu Lin shook her head. Zheng Jiawei had told her about this, but she didn't remember.
To put it simply, Zheng Jiawei knew Wuhai because he was with Wu Lin. But he decided to be Wuhai's agent because of another matter.
"I remember a few years ago, Xiaohai and I went to participate in an international meeting of painters. The participants were all young painters from various countries. When Xiaohai went, no one paid attention to us because of our nationality."
Zheng Jiawei said, "To be precise, we didn't even get the treatment we deserved. That's really ridiculous. It was an international event and we were the invited party, but something like this happened."
"At that time, I wasn't as mature as I am now, so I was very angry. But Xiaohai didn't care at all. At that time, he said something that I still remember to this day: 'My paintings are better than theirs. This is a fact that cannot be changed.'"
Speaking of this, Zheng Jiawei smiled and continued, "In the end, Xiaohai took out his works and shocked everyone present. Even the foreigners who had been acting high and mighty were now all looking at him with admiration."
"Just like Xiaohai's paintings, Head Chef Yuan's cooking also has the ability to transcend national boundaries. Good is good. Even if you have a preconceived opinion in your heart, as long as it's made, you have no choice but to accept it," said Zheng Jiawei.
Wuhai, whom they were talking about, was no longer behind them.
That's right!
Wuhai had long been forgotten by Wu Lin. This young couple hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they had a lot to talk about.
When they got on the car and Zheng Jiawei still hadn't started the car, Wu Lin asked curiously, "Why aren't you leaving?"
"Xiaohai isn't here yet," Zheng Jiawei answered.
"Oh, Wuhai is following him," Wu Lin finally reacted.
"There's only one road here. Wait for him. Xiaohai should be here soon," said Zheng Jiawei.
"This guy has no sense of direction," Wu Lin said with a look of disdain. But she still looked out of the car window, waiting for Wuhai.
Just as Zheng Jiawei said, there was only one road here, and there were no forks in the road. Soon, Wuhai arrived leisurely. He got on the car, closed the door, and waited for the car to start, ignoring his sister.
Obviously, he was still angry about the examination. Nobody would know about the colorectal examination. Anyway, Wuhai was determined not to do it.
The last examination had left a deep psychological shadow on the Black Beast. Therefore, although he knew he couldn't resist, he still had to show his attitude.
The Black Beast deserved to be the first customer of The Kitchen God for a long time. The three of them first went to Zheng Jiawei's place from the high-speed railway station and put down Wu Lin's things. Then, they went to Taoxi Road. Even if Yuan Zhou opened for business for one more hour today, they wouldn't be able to eat it.
"What's wrong with you today, Black Beast? I didn't see you, so I thought something happened, "said Wang Hong.
Wuhai glanced at Wang Hong coldly and didn't want to speak.
"How's the new book? The sales of 'Evil Bane 2' should be quite good, right? "Zheng Jiawei answered, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.
Wang Hong answered, "It's pretty good. The most handsome man in my book is very popular. Many female readers like him."
"Speaking of which, did you guys know about a big event today? It's about Boss Yuan," said Wang Hong.
"What's the big event?" Wuhai got closer when he heard it was about Yuan Zhou.
"A very famous chef, Wang Huai, Old Master Wang, is coming. Of course, I'm not too sure about Old Master Wang's status in the culinary circle, but it should be very high. Old Master Wang is here to deliver the Knife King horizontal board. "Wang Hong said.
"I know a little about the Knife King horizontal board. This horizontal board isn't an official recognition. But based on its historical status and current importance, as long as you get it, almost 90% of the chefs in the country will recognize you as the Knife King," said Zheng Jiawei.
"That's right. In the future, Head Chef Yuan will be the Knife King Yuan. How cool is that?" Wang Hong nodded.
Wuhai wasn't very interested. Based on his understanding of Yuan Zhou, regardless of whether he became the Knife King or not, his knife skills would undoubtedly be the best.
"That's a big event. I have to stay and witness it," said Zheng Jiawei as he looked at Wu Lin. Wu Lin also expressed that she wanted to stay and witness it.
Zheng Jiawei sent this message to the "Longhu Dou General Group", "Queuing Committee Member Group", "Yuan Zhou Food Review Network Management Group", "Internet Anti-Gang Monitoring Group", "Meal Appointment Group" …
Then, some of the regular customers who were free said they wanted to come and witness it.
Of course, Zhou Shijie and Zhang Yan would definitely be there.
As for Wuhai, he returned to the second floor. Looking at the increasing number of people on Taoxi Road, he smiled smugly, "The view from the second floor is the least crowded and the best."
About half an hour later, Old Man Wang and Wang Mingjie arrived. The Saber King's board was quite big, and it was quite old. Therefore, they had hired people to move it carefully along the way. Furthermore, it was wrapped very well to prevent collisions.
Old Master Wang had informed Yuan Zhou beforehand. Therefore, Yuan Zhou was prepared and went out to welcome them with Cheng Zhao Mei.
"Old Wang, thank you for your hard work," Yuan Zhou led Wang Huai and Wang Mingjie into the restaurant.
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