Not only was Master Xu a sincere person, but so was Zhou Xi. After returning home from Christie's Auction House, he began to write down everything that happened in the auction house in detail. He didn't even have time to eat dinner.
At about ten o 'clock in the evening, Zhou Xi heaved a sigh of relief, "Finally finished. I didn't let Eaves Wu down."
There was a seven-hour time difference between Italy and China. Therefore, although it was ten o 'clock in the evening in Italy, it should be about five o' clock in the morning in China. Wuhai definitely hadn't woken up in the hospital yet.
Although Zheng Jiawei usually woke up at five o 'clock, it wasn't always the case. Therefore, Zhou Xi decided to send the email first.
To paraphrase President Zhou Shijie's words, "If this little brat puts all his energy into studying cooking, I'll finally have a successor."
Of course, Zhou Xi wouldn't work so hard to study cooking. After all, his idol was Wuhai, not Yuan Zhou.
Of course, it was also because of Yuan Zhou that Zhou Xi had a little change in his opinion about cooking.
Why was it a little change? Zhou Xi was very clear about it. Yuan Zhou was a weirdo among chefs. Even his father couldn't reach this level.
In the early morning, Zhou Xi booked the earliest flight from Rome to Chengdu. Because the two cities had already opened direct flights, Zhou Xi arrived at Shuangliu Airport at about six o 'clock in the evening.
He didn't go home but went straight to the hospital. He planned to report to Eaves Wu immediately. Although Zheng Jiawei must have read the email, Zhou Xi felt that it was better to have him describe it.
"Eaves Wu, Brother Jiawei, I'm back. This auction is really wonderful. Collectors and businessmen are very optimistic about Eaves Wu's painting and Boss Yuan's sculpture. The auction price has reached a record high." Zhou Xi grinned like an idiot the moment he entered the ward. Those who didn't know might think that his painting and sculpture were sold.
Fortunately, because Wuhai often did not have enough to eat and was a little noisy, Zheng Jiawei booked a single room for him so that he would not disturb other patients and that Wuhai could have a good rest. Otherwise, he would scare other patients.
"That's a must, that's a must. Those foreigners must be stunned by the Compass's carving. With my painting, success is a must." Wuhai was half lying on the bed, still thinking about the shame of being a good-for-nothing. When he heard this, his whole body became energetic.
"That's true. At the beginning, many people indeed looked down on Boss Yuan's sculpture. But after the exhibition, everyone became very interested in Boss Yuan's sculpture. They thought it was a new discovery in the field of sculpture in the 21st century. Especially when the two works of art were put together, the value was very high." Zhou Xi nodded his head vigorously.
"They have good taste." Wuhai stroked his mustache with a satisfied expression. "Come on, tell me in detail what happened when those people saw Compass's sculpture."
After all, in Wuhai's opinion, it was no surprise that his painting was successful. But as a rising star in the art world, Yuan Zhou had to put on a good show. Zhou Xi described it honestly.
"I have to tell this news to Compass," said Wuhai as he was about to jump out of the room.
In his opinion, this was the first strong collaboration between him and Compass. He had to tell Compass personally to show his sincerity.
"Little Hai, I guess the newspapers outside are selling like crazy. It must be the headlines on the internet or Weibo. I think Boss Yuan already knows about it."
Zheng Jiawei had long known that Wuhai would have such a reaction if he told Wuhai. That was why he didn't tell Wuhai immediately after receiving the email. However, Zheng Jiawei had already thought of a countermeasure.
"Little Hai, although you are almost recovered now, it will be bad for your reputation as the Chief Rice Bucket of The Kitchen God if anything happens to you." Zheng Jiawei's words were fatal.
Wuhai thought for a while and felt it was very reasonable. Thus, he calmed down.
Then, Zheng Jiawei arranged for Zhou Xi to go to The Kitchen God to congratulate Yuan Zhou.
"Remember to eat something before going," reminded Zheng Jiawei.
"No need. I'm not hungry. There's a meal on the plane." Zhou Xi did whatever he was told immediately.
Looking at the back of Zhou Xi leaving, Zheng Jiawei thought for a while and felt this kid had a bright future. After Xiao Lin retired, Zheng Jiawei had promised to accompany her to travel around the world.
His sight followed Zhou Xi to Yuan Zhou, who was still in the taxi.
"It's four o 'clock now. It's about five o' clock in the restaurant. I can start to prepare the ingredients for dinner. The timing is just right." Yuan Zhou closed his eyes to rest.
When the taxi driver saw Yuan Zhou close his eyes, he thought he was sleeping, so he didn't make any noise.
The taxi driver felt this passenger was similar to Boss Yuan and his destination was also Taoxi Road. Of course, as a well-educated taxi driver with morals and dreams, he didn't ask.
"Speaking of which, system, what else can I do to promote the cuisines apart from accepting some registered disciples?" Yuan Zhou thought of promoting the cuisines when he had nothing better to do.
The system displayed, "The Soup King Election last time was pretty good."
The system was more than happy to discuss matters related to cooking.
"The contest is good, but it's not suitable for other cuisines. For example, the Guizhou Cuisine and Yunnan Cuisine that I know aren't suitable," said Yuan Zhou.
It wasn't that these two cuisines didn't have soup dishes, but soup dishes weren't representative delicacies.
Yuan Zhou thought for a while and suddenly thought of a point, "Speaking of which, the vegetarian banquet of this month is coming in two days. I remember that Yunnan Cuisine and Guizhou Cuisine basically have banquets as long as the ingredients are available."
"Coincidentally, apart from the all-fish banquet and vegetarian banquet, there's only roasted lamb in the restaurant. It's indeed a little monotonous." Yuan Zhou considered this possibility silently.
Speaking of the banquets of Yunnan Cuisine and Guizhou Cuisine, Yuan Zhou first thought of Yunnan Cuisine's Flower Banquet and Guizhou Cuisine's Vegetarian Banquet.
The former was most famous in Kunming. It was one of the "Eighteen Eccentrics of Yunnan" that cooked delicacies with fresh flowers. Almost every edible flower was associated with a recipe. It was more colorful than the small flower banquet held for Yin Ya's promotion.
As for the latter, it was because there were many ethnic minorities in Guizhou and most of them had the habit of eating vegetarian food. Therefore, the vegetarian banquet of Guizhou Cuisine was especially grand and rich. All the dishes were mainly green plants, which were divided into leaves, roots, stems and fruits.
"Now that I've mastered Yunnan Cuisine and Guizhou Cuisine, I can make dozens of kinds of banquet delicacies. This kind of activity shouldn't be any less famous than the Soup King."
Previously, Yuan Zhou had mentioned a little in the exchange of young chefs that Guizhou Cuisine was good at making meat dishes. One kind of meat dish could be made into more than 20 different flavors, which could be directly used to make a banquet. For example, Pork Banquet, Beef Banquet, Snake Banquet, Mutton Banquet, etc. There were also some famous banquets of Yunnan Cuisine, such as Zhaotong Gastrodia Elata Banquet, Pearl River Source Welcoming Banquet, etc.
The more Yuan Zhou thought about it, the more feasible he felt it was, but he still had to think about the specifics.
In addition, Yuan Zhou didn't know that there was a great news waiting for him in Taoxi Road. Most importantly, it was impossible for Zheng Jiawei not to publicize this kind of news.
Therefore, just as Zheng Jiawei said, Yuan Zhou was in the headlines again. However, he was with Wuhai this time.
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