Next, Domo Ma and Maricello gave this small gathering a very cool name — Ambrosia Western Cuisine Nine People Meeting.
Ambrosia came from Greek, meaning "food of the gods."
"Domo Ma, sometimes I have to admit that your brain is really good." Maricello was very happy that the matter was settled, so he praised Domo Ma, which was a rare occasion.
"I also have to admit that you also have times when you are smart," Domo Ma said.
The two of them flattered each other, causing Bayer to be dumbfounded. Wasn't this the idea that he came up with?
"Domo Ma, when do you think is a suitable time for the Ambrosia Nine People Meeting?" Maricello asked.
"Since it is to make up for our rudeness, I think it is not suitable to hold it too late. However, the venue is in China after all, so it will take some time. Let's try to hold it within two weeks," Domo Ma replied after thinking.
Bayer, who had been ignored, felt that he had to say something. Domo Ma was an old friend of his teacher, and he was definitely a famous person in the culinary world. Of course, there was no such thing as a famous person in French, but that was the general meaning.
Bayer would definitely want to go to such an occasion.
"Erm, teacher, Mr. Maricello, can you give me an invitation for this exchange meeting?" Bayer asked carefully.
"Our gathering is called Ambrosia Western Cuisine Nine People Meeting. If there is one more person, wouldn't there be one more person in the nine people meeting?" Maricello frowned.
Obviously, Maricello liked the name Nine People Meeting very much.
"Nine People Meeting, I think it is also good to have ten people to exchange ideas," Bayer said.
"Then ask your teacher." Maricello gave the choice to Domo Ma. After all, Bayer was not his disciple.
Bayer was overjoyed. He felt that he would definitely be as stable as an old dog. Then, he looked at Domo Ma expectantly.
Domo Ma thought for a long time and said, "It is an exchange between old men. Bayer, you don't have to go. Also, it will be weird if there are ten people in my group of nine."
“？？？”
Bayer was directly dumbfounded. He was his disciple, and also the most talented disciple.
"I am going to contact my friend." Maricello agreed with Domo Ma's decision. The Nine People Meeting should remain as nine people. Otherwise, why not call it Ten People Meeting?
Tuo Luoma also turned around and went to contact others. The details of the exchange were also discussed. Bayer wanted to cry but no tears came out.
Time flew by.
As the days passed, not to mention foreign masters, even domestic masters did not come.
Of course, Engineer Cheng didn't count. This guy would come at a fixed time.
In the past week, they hadn't even seen the shadow of a foreign cooking master. The system was very proud of itself.
The system displayed, "Host, please try your best to complete the mission. Don't have unrealistic dreams. Once you get the West Point, you won't be so conflicted."
Was this a taunt?
Perhaps under normal circumstances, the System's words had nothing to do with mockery. However, in the room where Yuan Zhou wanted to make dessert, when he was racking his brains to come up with an idea, the System's words were extremely mocking.
Not only were they mocking him, but they were also showing off because of the bet they made a week ago.
"System, I still prefer your cold, aloof, and indifferent self. Go back to your old self," Yuan Zhou replied after a long while.
Yuan Zhou ignored the system. Normally, the system would only pop up and say one sentence before disappearing.
"No wonder there are so many jokes about the dessert house on the Internet, but none of them has been completed. It's really difficult."
If he asked the system now, would it tell Yuan Zhou the solution? Yuan Zhou guessed that it wouldn't, so he didn't ask.
As more and more information was gathered, Yuan Zhou felt it was useless to communicate with international dessert masters.
When he had no other way, Yuan Zhou thought of the naughty kid. It was time to play this trump card. However, since the naughty kid couldn't bring his phone to school, he had to wait until school was over.
In the afternoon, when the naughty kid was out of school, Yuan Zhou stopped him when he passed by.
"I have a problem that I can't figure out, so I want to ask you if you have any ideas." It wasn't the first time that he had asked for advice. Therefore, Yuan Zhou asked straightforwardly, "Do you know the dessert house?"
"Uncle Yuan Zhou, you're definitely not asking about the shop that sells desserts, right?" The naughty kid said, "Could it be that the dessert house you mentioned, Uncle Yuan Zhou? Is it the kind of room that is made of chocolate and cakes?"
It was convenient to talk to smart people. Yuan Zhou nodded and said, "It's very difficult to make a dessert house in reality because of a series of problems such as preservation and design. However, if you want to make a dessert house appear in reality, what can you do?"
The naughty kid nodded to show that he understood the problem. After thinking for a long time, he asked a very direct question, "Uncle Yuan Zhou, do you have money?"
"Huh?" Yuan Zhou was stunned, then said, "I should be considered rich."
"If you're talking about money, then I think the dessert house is very easy to operate," the naughty kid said.
Very easy again? With the experience of real perfume last time, Yuan Zhou didn't doubt the naughty kid's words. He just wondered what he was thinking about for so long.
Chocolate, candy, biscuits, wheat, and so on. He had tried all kinds of ingredients, but the temperature and hardness requirements made it impossible. It had to be known that with Yuan Zhou's current ability, he could get most of the ingredients in the world.
In Yuan Zhou's opinion, the fact that the dessert house could not be made had nothing to do with money. Instead, he needed to make a breakthrough in technology.
Why did the naughty kid say that money was easy?
"Uncle Yuan Zhou, do you know of a famous shop on the Internet recently?" the naughty kid asked. "It's called Baikal's Shop."
"I don't follow it." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"The boss's surname is Bei. His full name is Baikal. He's very popular on short videos recently," the naughty kid explained.
He thought that it had something to do with Lake Baikal, but the name made Yuan Zhou secretly despise other people's poor naming abilities.
"Uncle Yuan Zhou, you just have to make time to go to that shop tomorrow. You'll have a way," the naughty kid said with a grin.
"What does Baikal's Shop sell?" Yuan Zhou asked curiously.
"Milk tea, ice cream, and cake," the naughty kid answered.
He also sold desserts. Could it be that he had some special technique? Yuan Zhou nodded silently and said, "Then do you like to eat the food in the shop?"
"There are delicious food and not delicious food in the shop, but there's one thing that's uniform. It's expensive and you can't afford it," the naughty kid answered.
"Tomorrow is Saturday. Then I'll treat you to lunch tomorrow afternoon," Yuan Zhou said.
"Uh … That's too much for Uncle Yuan Zhou." The naughty kid was a little hesitant.
"The matter of the dessert house has been bothering me for a long time. I haven't been able to think of a solution. You provided me with an idea, so this meal is my way of repaying you," Yuan Zhou said.
"I see. Thank you, Uncle Yuan Zhou." The naughty kid nodded happily.
Then, the naughty kid went to Wuhai's place to take a look at Meaty Lot for a while before returning home.
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