Yuan Zhou didn't know that he was so popular among the children. He was just imagining that he and Yin Ya would raise a chubby boy after he got married.
"I don't have a high requirement. As long as he is as smart as a bear, it will be enough." Yuan Zhou thought. It was already dark, so he wasn't daydreaming.
The dinnertime soon ended after Xiao Fei and the others left. There was no sign of rain tonight, so the pub time started as usual.
"Boss Yuan, this is the trophy you got." Yuan Zhou was awakened by a male voice while he was making the sobering meal.
Raising his head, he saw a well-dressed middle-aged man hand over the trophy. Yuan Zhou took it and found it was quite solid.
"Oh, okay. Thank you." Yuan Zhou thanked him. This man looked familiar and seemed to be a big boss of the wine industry. He was introduced by Wu Yungui.
After the man left, Yuan Zhou looked at the trophy carefully. It was awarded by the Wine Industry Association of the Sichuan Province, and the evaluation was "Recommended Top Ten Restaurants by the Association".
"I won another award." Yuan Zhou temporarily put the trophy back on the second floor. He was already used to this kind of situation.
After fiddling with the dishes in the kitchen and handing the sobering meal to Mao Ye, Yuan Zhou went into the kitchen again, intending to make a late-night snack. These days, Yuan Zhou always made Shandong cuisine for the late-night snack.
As the official cuisine, Shandong cuisine was upright, peaceful, and meticulous. He had thoroughly appreciated it during this period of time.
At this time, the phone rang. It was Zhou Shijie.
"Yuan, I have a piece of good news for you." Zhou Shijie sounded very proud. Obviously, he was very happy.
"What is it, Uncle Zhou?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Isn't the Silver Spoon Gathering supposed to be held in two parts? In previous years, the two events were usually held one week apart. But it will be inconvenient and troublesome for you to open your restaurant this way. So recently, we have been holding meetings to reduce the time," Zhou Shijie said.
Hearing that, Yuan Zhou felt that it wasn't good for the customers to ask for leave frequently even though the time was not long.
"Uncle Zhou, did you change the final decision?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"That's right, it's changed. From now on, the Silver Spoon Society will be organized according to this rule." Zhou Shijie paused and added, "If the Ludi silver spoon falls into your hands and I have to give it to someone else, I probably won't be able to see it in my lifetime."
His tone was filled with pride. It could be seen that Zhou Shijie's admiration for Yuan Zhou had never tarnished his reputation.
"Let's arrange the time within two days. One event per day. It's much simpler. I've already informed the other contestants. I'll inform you." Zhou Shijie explained the time in detail.
"I will arrange the time. Thank you, Uncle Zhou." Yuan Zhou thanked him sincerely.
"Just do your best when the time comes," Zhou Shijie said.
"That's for sure." No matter where you cook, you must do your best.
After talking about the business, Zhou Shijie looked at the time and chatted for a while before hanging up the phone. Then, Yuan Zhou devoted himself to cooking again.
When the pub was closed, Yuan Zhou came to the house in Qingyang District and put the trophy in the room, which was specially used to put the trophy.
Time passed quickly. Soon, the day of the Silver Spoon Society arrived. Yuan Zhou was also going to leave for Quancheng in Lu Province. The Silver Spoon Society was held in Quancheng this time.
Zhou Shijie had already left for Quancheng two days ago. After all, he was not only the chairman of the Chef's Alliance but also the chairman of the Silver Spoon Committee. When he was busy, he definitely needed to go there in advance.
Yuan Zhou's air ticket was still the same as before. It was set in the early morning, which was arranged by Zhong Lili according to Yuan Zhou's request.
After all, life was the most important thing in the world. It was the safest to set off in the early morning.
"There shouldn't be any problem sticking it like this." Yuan Zhou scrutinized the square leave slip.
After he felt that there were no problems, Yuan Zhou quickly and gently closed the door, pulled his packed suitcase and left through the back door.
"This is your food for the next few days. Remember to take good care of yourself." Yuan Zhou put the cooked food into the nest of Broth and Rice.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!" It was the rice, which was very enthusiastic.
"Woof" Broth had already given him a lot of face.
After talking to Broth and the others, Yuan Zhou rushed to the airport. It was five o 'clock in the morning, and his plane would take off at eight o' clock.
On the way, Yuan Zhou received a message from Yin Ya.
[Blockhead, are we leaving? Remember to eat breakfast. ]
[Don't worry. I'll tell you when we get to the airport. ]
The corners of Yuan Zhou's mouth curled up a little. After chatting with Yin Ya for a while, he coaxed her to go to bed. It was still early.
Traveling didn't require Yuan Zhou's effort at all. It was very smooth all the way from the plane to the hotel.
As the provincial capital of Lu Province, Quancheng had many scenic spots. The tourism industry here was also very developed. Therefore, there were many people coming and going.
After checking in, Yuan Zhou looked at the time and planned to take a rest before talking about other things.
The hotel Yuan Zhou stayed in was very close to the Shandong Cuisine Association. It was just a street away, which was also for the convenience of the competition.
Except for Yuan Zhou, the other three masters were all masters of Shandong Cuisine and were rooted in Lu Province.
Although it was a rest, Yuan Zhou just closed his eyes and rested for a while. It didn't take long before it was time for lunch.
First, he called Zhou Shijie and told him that he had arrived. Then, he declined his proposal to have lunch together. After that, Yuan Zhou planned to go out to look for food.
It was the first time for Yuan Zhou to come to Quancheng. Naturally, he wanted to stroll around and eat local food.
Quancheng got its name because there were 72 springs. There was indeed a lot of water. As soon as Yuan Zhou went out, he felt it was different from other places.
Speaking of which, there were many snacks in Quancheng and many of them were famous. Along the way, Yuan Zhou saw a lot of them. Suddenly, he saw a steamed bun shop called Straw Bun.
"Let's eat here for lunch today." Yuan Zhou looked at the very big shop.
"Welcome, sir. How many?" As soon as Yuan Zhou entered the door, a waiter greeted him.
"One," Yuan Zhou said.
"We have a guest. One, this way, please." The waiter took a look at the hall and found a table that happened to be vacant. Immediately, he led Yuan Zhou there.
"What would you like to order, sir?" After Yuan Zhou sat down, the waiter poured a cup of tea for Yuan Zhou and asked.
"A plate of steamed buns. The traditional one will do."
Yuan Zhou looked at the variety of steamed buns. However, he wanted to eat the most original one.
"Okay. Please wait a moment, sir," the waiter answered and went to place the order.
The space in the restaurant was huge and there were many people. Almost all the seats were full. It seemed that business was quite good.
"The Kitchen God is indeed a little too small. But I'm only one person," Yuan Zhou said thoughtfully.
The steamed buns were served very quickly. Yuan Zhou sat for about five minutes before the steamed buns were served.
"Sir, here are your steamed buns. Please enjoy." The waiter put the plate on the table.
It was a snow-white plate with golden lace on the edge. Four snow-white and fluffy steamed buns were lying quietly on the plate.
The skin of the steamed buns was very thin and the pink meat filling could be faintly seen. It looked quite good.
Straw Bun was actually a type of Soup Bun. Therefore, it had all the characteristics of Soup Bun.
Yuan Zhou took the empty plate and poured a little vinegar into it. He planned to dip it in the steamed buns later.
"The folds are well made. It really looks like a chrysanthemum." The big folds on the surface of the steamed buns were well-organized. The top of the steamed buns formed the shape of a small chrysanthemum, which looked very vivid.
He reached out his chopsticks and picked it up. Yuan Zhou felt that the chopsticks were a little stained. It was not suitable for him to pick it up a second time. If he used a little more strength, the steamed buns would most likely break.
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