At that time, Wang Hong was telling the "Heavenly Demon Sect Demon Girl" that there was no demon girl in his second book, but the demon girl would appear again in the third book. Of course, he was talking about how she would appear again.
"Demon girl, what do you think is the best way to appear again after falling off the cliff? Someone found her at the bottom of the cliff, or the demon girl found a martial arts secret book and came up by herself after practicing peerless martial arts, or the demon girl met a reclusive miracle-working doctor and was saved. Which one do you think is better?" Wang Hong showed an expression of "what way do you think I should appear again".
"Oh, you decide your book." Fang Heng showed a cold face and a negative attitude of not wanting to communicate with him.
Wang Hong was such a braggart. Under the astonished gaze of Yuan Zhou, this guy exchanged chicken wings with Mr. Wei several times, thinking that he was taking advantage of him. Every time, it was two for one. After that, he even told others that Brother Wei was so nice.
With such an IQ, why would he need a bicycle? Basically, he should skip anything with wheels.
Just when Wang Hong was about to speak again, Chu Xiao and his companions arrived.
"Is that Chu Xiao?" Wang Hong asked Fang Heng.
"It's him. He brought so many people with him. Are they here to challenge Boss Yuan again?" Fang Heng looked up and saw Chu Xiao walking at the front.
As long as it was a regular customer of the restaurant, there was no one who didn't know Chu Xiao, the self-proclaimed rival of Yuan Zhou.
"I don't think so. They don't look like domestic people, but foreigners. Maybe they are here to exchange culinary skills with Boss Yuan," Wang Hong said.
This time, Wang Hong was right. Fang Heng thought of a group of foreigners who had been occupying their dining seats. He couldn't help nodding and sighing inwardly. It was getting more and more difficult to survive in Taoxi Road. Even foreigners wanted to snatch their rice bowls.
On the other side, Zhang Le also greeted Chu Xiao and his companions.
"Boss, everything is arranged. You can go there directly later," Zhang Le walked to Chu Xiao and said concisely.
"Got it." Chu Xiao waved his hand and walked quickly to line up.
Pelo and the others followed suit and quickly lined up behind Chu Xiao.
Before they came here, Chu Xiao had already briefed them on what they needed to pay attention to and what they needed to prepare when they came here. No matter how many opinions they had during the discussion, since they were here, the chefs still behaved very well. For them, a famous top chef, who didn't have some eccentricities?
As for Zhang Le, he didn't plan to line up. He hadn't gotten his salary this month, so he couldn't afford to be a man. He could only wait for Chu Xiao and the others to go in and eat some steamed buns and soy milk to fill his stomach.
As soon as Chu Xiao and the others stood in the line, the line behind them was filled with people one after another. It was exactly 7: 30 pm.
"Senior Brother, it seems that this Yuan Zhou's culinary skills are not bad." Pelo's Junior Brother, Qin Chuan, knew that Yuan Zhou's business hours were 8: 00 pm. Now that there were so many people so early in the morning, it seemed unusual.
"He definitely has some skills, but I don't know if he can bear Chu's praise." Pelo was usually an easy-going old man.
However, the title of Asia's No. 1 Chef mentioned by Chu Xiao this time was too great and Yuan Zhou was too young. Even if Pelo had thought highly of Yuan Zhou, he still didn't think he could bear this title.
Pelo didn't aim at Yuan Zhou alone, but at all the Asian chefs. Only he could bear the title of Asia's No. 1 Chef.
Li Dehua and the other chefs of the "Four Culinary Boats" had been invited by Pelo to have a sumptuous meal before, so they vaguely knew his plan. This time, it was not only for exchanging culinary skills, but also for inspection.
The other chefs didn't think so much. They were thinking about how good Yuan Zhou's culinary skills must be to spread so far in such a short time, especially for those who had some understanding of Chinese cuisine.
Very soon, it was breakfast time. Under Su Ruoyan's invitation, the first batch of customers could go in for breakfast.
Yuan Zhou immediately saw Chu Xiao, who was the third to enter the restaurant. Chu Xiao naturally also saw Yuan Zhou. It was business hours now and Chu Xiao knew the rules. He nodded to Yuan Zhou and then found a seat to sit down.
As for Wang Hong and Fang Heng, they didn't greet Chu Xiao. After all, they had seen Chu Xiao but hadn't talked to him. Seeing that Chu Xiao and his companions might be here for an exchange, they automatically stood at their positions. The other customers behind them also made the same choice.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou saw Chu Xiao's way of greeting and nodded back. Looking at the group of people behind Chu Xiao, he knew that they were all chefs at the exchange meeting. The information he had asked Xu Zhou for before was very detailed and included pictures. Therefore, he matched them with the information at a glance.
However, it wasn't the time to greet them now. Therefore, Yuan Zhou just glanced at them briefly and went to open the lid of the pot. He took out a plate and planned to scoop the noodles out.
After the white steam disappeared, the situation in the pot could be seen. The way Yuan Zhou made braised noodles was different from that of others. His braised noodles were made one by one. Even if it was in a big pot, it was placed separately, as if it was made separately. The portions were clear.
Soon, the braised noodles were served by Su Ruoyan to each of the diners.
"So it's braised noodles." Chu Xiao looked at the noodles placed in the black porcelain plate. They were wrapped with white bamboo fungus, black shiitake mushrooms, green green beans, small and small mountain delicacies and the brownish-red noodles. Together with the fragrance of wheat, all kinds of fragrances blended together to form a unique taste, which was very attractive.
"Why does it look like stir-fried noodles?" Li Dehua had a better understanding of it.
"No, it doesn't." Opello didn't think so.
"It's a bit like spaghetti," said another chef of medium height with a dark face.
"This is braised noodles. It's a relatively common dish," Chu Xiao said.
After saying that, Chu Xiao started to pick up the chopsticks. He really wanted to know how much progress he had made and how far he was from Yuan Zhou.
"Slurp, slurp"
Along with some small mountain delicacies, the noodles slid into his mouth. "Ka Ca, Ka Ca." When he chewed with his teeth, Chu Xiao found the noodles weren't as soft as they looked. Instead, they had a kind of tenacity, which was the result of kneading them to the extreme. Along with the fresh mountain delicacies and the light green beans, the taste was indescribable.
"It seems that I can only see the light of the rear lights," Chu Xiao muttered. His movements weren't slow at all.
Previously, Chu Xiao's best expectation was to be able to see the rear lights of Yuan Zhou's car. Unexpectedly, while he was making progress, so was Yuan Zhou. Both of them had widened the distance between them by so much.
Chu Xiao could tell that Yuan Zhou's culinary skills had improved a little compared to during the individual exhibition. It was really inconceivable. The higher the level, the more difficult it was to improve. However, every once in a while, Yuan Zhou would make progress. He indicated that Yuan Zhou was indeed worthy of being his lifelong rival. It would take him a lifetime to conquer Yuan Zhou.
As for Opello and the others, they also picked up their chopsticks and started to eat, giving them a preliminary impression.
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