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Chapter 1830

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On the other side of the mountain and the other side of the sea, there was a group of blue … two friends, Opello and Chu Xiao. They were discussing culinary skills, and the main content of their discussion was related to Yuan Zhou.

For example, "Has Head Chef Yuan been to Singapore?" "It's a blessing to have a chef like Head Chef Yuan in the Asian cooking world." "This kind of exchange meeting should be held once a year. Speaking of which, it doesn't have a name. How about calling it Yuan Opello Chu Exchange Meeting?"

On the other side, Yuan Zhou was also discussing with the system about the completed main mission, Master 2.

"I think the system doesn't need to hibernate, right? The exchange of pointers meeting and the mission have been completed, but you surprisingly don't tell me about the reward of the mission. You are getting lazier and lazier." While reading a book on the second floor, Yuan Zhou was arguing with the system in his heart.

"Host, you haven't completed the mission yet," the system displayed.

Perhaps to let Yuan Zhou see it clearly, the system spared no effort in using ink and deliberately made the words "not completed" bigger and bolder, making it so that it wouldn't be too conspicuous.

At this time, it was still in the pub. As Mao Ye was getting more and more proficient, Yuan Zhou didn't have to go to the pub occasionally like before. After all, he still had the booklet given by Shin Min.

Now, Yuan Zhou was preparing the sobering meal for the customers and distributing it to Mao Ye. Then, he would get busy with his own business.

He would either make up for the sculpting skills that he didn't practice during the day or study ancient books quietly. Sometimes, he would practice new dishes when he was in the mood. The days in the Black Beast Hospital were very peaceful.

"Huh?"

Yuan Zhou's surprised voice broke the silence. The 10-person round-table meeting had just ended, and all of them were Master Chefs. Now, the system actually said that the mission hadn't been completed. He was a little dumbfounded.

Previously, he had seen Qingqing Chu clearly. Seven more masters were needed to complete the mission. Theoretically, it should be more than enough.

"System, tell me clearly what's going on. What's the current progress of the main mission? "Yuan Zhou sat up straight with a solemn expression.

"Mission progress: 28/30," the system straightforwardly displayed the current progress.

"Does this mean that only five masters have been completed in this exchange meeting? Is it because my culinary skills haven't conquered the other masters?" Yuan Zhou muttered to himself.

Was it because his dishes weren't fragrant enough? Was it because he wasn't handsome enough? Why did this happen?

"Chu Xiao isn't one of them as he isn't a foreign chef. But there's definitely no problem with Head Chef Opello, his junior brother Head Chef Qin, and Head Chef Li. I have also communicated with Head Chef Sharma a lot, so there shouldn't be any problem as well. So where exactly is the problem?" Yuan Zhou thought silently and counted the seven people carefully.

Only after Yuan Zhou hesitated for quite a while did the system display, "Opello, Sherma, Deca, Liu Yuanshan, and Salanka, these five people meet the standard of a master as determined by the system. The rest are not.

"…" Yuan Zhou fell silent for a while. After thinking for a long time, he only thought of his culinary skills and never thought of such a thing.

After coming back to himself, Yuan Zhou asked, "It's not scientific. It's not scientific. I've read the information. All the masters are famous chefs from the Asian Chefs Alliance. How can they not reach the standard of a master?"

The system displayed, "A famous chef doesn't equal to a master chef. Artistic ethics are not part of the system's criteria."

Yuan Zhou remembered that the system's criteria for judging a master chef was that the chef's culinary skills and contribution had to reach a certain hard standard. According to this criterion, a famous chef indeed didn't have to be a master chef.

The most important thing was that Yuan Zhou believed that although the system was naughty, it would never falsify the mission.

"Chu Xiao, you play me!" Yuan Zhou shouted with his soul.

Well, it wasn't Chu Xiao's fault. Yuan Zhou let out a sigh. After all, it was very hard for Chu Xiao to organize the activities. Even if there were only two people left, it wouldn't be too much. He just needed to work harder.

Actually, it wasn't a bad thing to think of some things from another angle. For example, Yuan Zhou thought of another angle.

"Alas, little comrade system, what a pity. If you had agreed to bet with me, you would have won this time. It's a pity that you didn't agree. I feel sorry for you." Yuan Zhou said to the system in his heart.

"Yes!" The system showed an exclamation mark to express its indignant mood.

"Tsk-tsk. I wanted you to win, but you didn't cooperate." Yuan Zhou seemed to be sighing for the system.

The system was probably so angry that it suffered an internal injury and thus didn't show any words.

After being naughty with the system, Yuan Zhou felt much better.



"Woo, woo, woo, woo."

A stretch of green mountains and clear waters. Even in winter, there was greenery everywhere. In the distance, there were towering mountains and forests of trees. Nearby, there were some wildflowers and weeds. Under the embellishment of dew, it was a different kind of beauty.

Half of the red sun rose from the other side of the mountain. The golden brilliance sprinkled all over the world. It didn't look like a depressed winter. Instead, it felt like a warm spring sun. This was a rare good weather in winter.

However, in the middle of the night, Ke Sen, who was summoned back to the old house by his father's life-threatening phone calls, was not in such a good mood.

Since receiving the guidance of Yuan Zhou, Ke Sen's cooking skills had improved a lot. At least in the past, Colin didn't feel at ease leaving him alone in the restaurant. He would go to the restaurant from time to time to inspect it.

After a day of guidance from Yuan Zhou, Colin put down everything and focused on returning to the ancestral house in the mountains. He planned to live a peaceful life. Ke Sen was also busy improving his cooking skills and the business of the restaurant. He hadn't seen his father for a while.

However, more than a dozen phone calls in the middle of the night were just to ask him to go back early. The longing was too heavy. Ke Sen said that he was too light to carry.

"Dad, why did you ask me to come back?" When Ke Sen arrived at the ancestral house, he didn't care whether he should take a rest or not. When he saw his father waiting in the hall, he asked hurriedly.

He was afraid that there was something urgent. After all, his father was old. Ke Sen felt that he was very filial.

"I got the top-secret news that Head Chef Yuan is going to accept a disciple. You should hurry to Chengdu to register and get a number first." Colin was very excited. The word "registered" had already been swallowed.

"What? I pay attention to Yuan Zhou's Restaurant Talk and the evaluation website every day. There's no such news. "Ke Sen was also very excited, but he still doubted the authenticity of the news.

"It's the old man Zhou Shijie who told me in advance. How can it be false? He didn't even think about the relationship between me and Old Zhou. In a few days, when everything is ready, it will be announced on the official website of the Chef's Alliance. You can imagine the scene at that time, "Colin said mysteriously.

"Then I'll leave for Chengdu right away. This time, I must register and be selected."

When Ke Sen imagined the influence of Yuan Zhou in the whole country, he swallowed his saliva silently. Regardless of the tiredness of traveling through the night, he immediately stood up and prepared to leave. He intended to buy the ticket in person so as not to leak the news.

"Hurry up. You have an advantage. After all, you have been instructed by Head Chef Yuan. This time, you must be selected. Otherwise, the iron pot at home will be cleaned and prepared for you," Colin said as if it were a matter of course.

"Got it." Ke Sen trembled all over. When he imagined the shiny iron pot at home, he took a deep breath in his heart. This time, he must be selected.

"Maybe the iron pot is my dad's biological son?" With such doubts, Ke Sen rushed to Chengdu quickly.

Looking at the back of Ke Sen rushing, Colin nodded his head contentedly. Last time, he won the first place thanks to the encouragement of his iron pot. This time, there would definitely be no problem.

This trick wouldn't last long, as long as it worked.

On the other side, Wang Mingjie had been standing at the door of Cheng Family's restaurant early in the morning. When he arrived at Chengdu yesterday, he had already made an appointment with Chairman Cheng to meet him this morning.

Like Ke Sen, Wang Mingjie also knew in advance that Yuan Zhou was going to recruit a registered disciple. After all, Grandpa Wang was in Chengdu and had the home advantage. He got the news earlier than Colin, so Wang Mingjie arrived earlier than Ke Sen.

This was also the time to rely on one's father.

Although Wang Mingjie arrived at Chengdu, the first thing he did was to make an appointment with Chairman Cheng.

"Welcome to Chengdu, Head Chef Wang." Zhao Mei had been standing at the door waiting for Wang Mingjie for a long time. Therefore, she went up to greet him as soon as she saw him.

Although he was a little confused about Wang Mingjie's request, it didn't prevent him from greeting the guest with the calming skills that he had learned from his master, Yuan Zhou.

"Chairman Cheng, you are too polite." Wang Mingjie was also very enthusiastic.

The two walked into the restaurant while exchanging greetings.

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