"Don't mention it. I didn't help much," Yuan Zhou said.
"If it wasn't for Boss Yuan, I don't know when I would know." Jiang Nuan planned to make it for her mother.
Her mother also liked to eat the steamed buns made by her mother.
"I just don't know if I can make the steamed buns with grandma's secret recipe," Jiang Nuan thought.
Jiang Nuan and Zhong Xiaoxiao left. Yuan Zhou cleaned up the kitchen and changed his clothes. Instead of going downstairs, he took out his phone.
[Little Ya, the rice wine is ready. I plan to make some Rice Wine Glutinous Dumplings. Do you like sweet osmanthus or sweet rose?] [Little Ya]
Yuan Zhou was very smart now. He didn't ask Yin Ya if she wanted to eat it but directly asked what she wanted to eat.
[The rose cake I ate last time was very delicious. I want to eat some more. I will come for dinner tonight, but it's a bit late.] Yin Ya's reply came quickly.
[Okay. I'll make the rose cake. It's a good snack.] []
After finishing his daily interaction with Yin Ya, Yuan Zhou went downstairs to practice sculpting. His master's birthday was just around the corner. Recently, Yuan Zhou had been practicing more and more diligently. Everything else had to wait.
The white sun shone on people, making them feel very warm. At this time, many people would feel a bit sleepy. Three o 'clock in the afternoon was the time to feel sleepy.
Even Meaty and Meaty Fatty were exposed by the sun. Dragging its obviously fat body, it lay on a pillar not far from the restaurant and basked in the sun. After lying down for a while, it turned over and continued to bask in the sun.
It was like frying a pancake. After frying one side, it had to fry the other side, which was very interesting.
"Pfft"
Someone chuckled carelessly. The two cats looked up lazily and then slowly retracted their gaze, not taking it seriously at all. They had the demeanor of a king's contempt, or in other words, the demeanor of Wu Hai.
Wu Hai was a person who didn't care about other people's opinions. When he was lying on the ground, many people looked at him as a weirdo, but he didn't care.
"I feel that Eaves Wu is a cat breeder who has been delayed by his painting." Hairy Bear and Meng Meng passed by and happened to see the scene. They were so attracted by Wu Hai's cuteness that they stopped to pet the cat.
"I remember that Meaty Duoduo gave birth to a lot of them. Why is Wuhai raising only one?" Meng Meng asked curiously.
Hairy Bear said, "Because Meat Fatty isn't a pure color, Eaves Wu was afraid that it would be bullied, so he raised it himself."
"Eh? I didn't expect that such an unreliable black beast could be so gentle," Meng Meng said.
"Being unreliable is just his personality, and being gentle is his personality. There's no relationship between the two," Mao Xiong said.
Meng Meng expressed that she did not agree with the theory of personality and character. However, thinking about it carefully, Wuhai was indeed quite gentle.
"By the way, Damao, how was your first date with Wuhai?" Meng Meng started gossiping.
The date with Wuhai appeared in Mao Xiong's mind … it had nothing to do with a traditional date.
"It's pretty good." Mao Xiong's lips curved into a smile.
Mengmeng sensed that she was about to be abused, so she did not continue to ask.
She shifted her gaze to the other side and saw that there was a business deal with Boss Yuan.
"The weather is so hot." Jia Ming wiped off the sweat on his head. His chubby body seemed to have brought him a lot of burden.
Jia Ming had eaten at The Kitchen God a few times, so he was not a regular customer. He probably came here once a month.
This time, he was not here to eat, but to ask Yuan Zhou something. He was a mature customer who knew the rules, so he knew when he could disturb Yuan Zhou.
Therefore, although Jia Ming was very hot, other than finding a shady place and drinking the sour plum soup provided by the Queuing Committee, he did not do anything else.
"Other than Haidilao, there's only me, The Kitchen God, that provides drinks even if you don't queue up."
At this time, Yuan Zhou was seriously carving.
After a long period of training, today was the last day. Tomorrow, Yuan Zhou planned to carve the statue of Fulushou. His last practice was Nezha, who was stepping on the Wind-Fire Wheels.
Although it looked very complicated, Yuan Zhou was actually very fast. This carving practice was coming to an end quietly.
Without saying anything, Zhao Lunze put away the sculpture handed to him by Yuan Zhou and then began to help Yuan Zhou clean up the site.
Because there were many pieces of wood carving practice, Yuan Zhou would finish ten minutes earlier than usual, so as to leave enough time to clean the street and set a good example.
With Zhao Lunze busy, Yuan Zhou did not have to do much. Very soon, the place was cleaned up. The crowd also slowly dispersed. Those who wanted to eat had already started to line up.
However, there was no one gathering in front of the restaurant for now. They were all people who knew the rules.
When Jia Ming saw Yuan Zhou enter the restaurant, he immediately followed him.
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, can I bother you for a few minutes?" Jia Ming asked as soon as he entered the restaurant.
Although his clothes were already wet with sweat, there was no sweat on his forehead. His clothes were also neat and tidy. He must have tidied them up on purpose when he entered the restaurant.
Hearing the voice, Yuan Zhou turned his head and saw a familiar fat man. Although he had never spoken to him, he was sure that he was a customer of the restaurant.
"Please speak," Yuan Zhou said.
"I saw Yunnan Cuisine and Qianzhou Cuisine on Boss Yuan's menu. Many of the dishes in these two cuisines are banquet dishes. I wonder if I can book a banquet?" Jia Ming seized the opportunity and asked directly.
Hearing that, Yuan Zhou was startled. This was the first time a customer had raised this question.
What he said was the truth. Whether it was Yunnan Cuisine or Qianzhou Cuisine, there were many banquets, such as Chuxiongyi King Banquet, Dehong Toast Banquet, Hani Street Banquet, etc. Banquets wouldn't appear on the menu, but the dishes in the banquet would appear on the menu.
"In principle, yes, but you have to make a reservation in advance. The number of people can't be too big, no more than 16 at one time. Also, you have to have a valid reason. Refer to the reservation method of the All-Fish Banquet," Yuan Zhou said according to the size of the restaurant.
"That's great. Can I make a reservation for Yunnan Cuisine's Fir Chicken Banquet to celebrate the third anniversary of the establishment of the department? That shouldn't be a problem, right?" Jia Ming looked at Yuan Zhou nervously. He was also afraid that his anniversary celebration wasn't formal enough.
"No problem. You can make a reservation. What about the number of people?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Only 12 people. Including me, that's the number," Jia Ming said in detail.
As the manager of the project department, he was very clear about the number of people in his department. Therefore, Jia Ming didn't hesitate to say the exact number.
"I need to make it three days in advance. Is that okay?" Yuan Zhou thought about the preparation time and said.
"No problem. Thank you, Boss Yuan," Jia Ming said courteously.
It was obvious that he was much more relaxed than before. He should be very happy that he had achieved his goal.
"Don't worry. Just follow the rules," Yuan Zhou waved his hand and said.
"I won't disturb Boss Yuan anymore. Boss Yuan is busy," Jia Ming was very clever. After he finished his business, he immediately took his leave.
After sending Jia Ming away, Yuan Zhou went upstairs to wash up and change his clothes. He planned to prepare the ingredients for dinner.
"I haven't eaten Fir Egg Soup for a long time. I can try it tonight," Yuan Zhou muttered.
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