Regarding the new dish, Yuan Zhou had been keeping it a secret. Wuhai knew about this, but if the Black Beast did not ask about it, he would not be able to hold it in any longer.
But this time, Yuan Zhou was surprisingly easy to talk to. Hearing Wuhai's question, he glanced at the red ball that Wuhai had drawn and said, "Eight. You'll know the details tonight."
"So many. It seems that I can have a good meal. I have decided to eat two more dishes in the evening to celebrate and three more for lunch." Wu Hai knitted his brows and thought whether eating five more dishes was enough for him to celebrate.
It was Wuhai's usual practice to order more dishes to celebrate at the slightest disagreement. Everyone's attention was no longer on Wuhai, but on what was in the Cold Abyssal Cup. The discussion became more heated.
"Really? Stir-fried snails and crayfish are also Cold Abyssal Cups?" Some customers did not believe it.
"Of course. These are all the information I found on the Internet. According to the Internet, basically all the dishes that go with wine can be classified as Cold Abyssal Cups," explained a King Popularizer.
King Popularizer added, "The stir-fried crayfish in Cold Abyssal Cup is not the same thing as Ma Xiao. The stir-fried crayfish in Cold Abyssal Cup is actually stir-fried shrimp tails with scallions, ginger, garlic, and dry chili peppers. You can even eat it cold. As for Ma Xiao, there are several flavors, such as minced garlic, thirteen-spice, and various cooking methods. "
Obviously, not many customers knew about this, so many people were listening. But King Popularizer was soon defeated by one sentence —
"It doesn't matter how it's defined on the Internet. What matters is how Boss Yuan defines it," said Lee Yanyi.
King Popularizer was speechless.
Yuan Zhou heard it clearly. Lee Yanyi was indeed one of the top ten malignant tumors. His words could often choke people to death.
Regarding the Cold Abyssal Cup, King Popularizer was right. Of course, Yuan Zhou would definitely add some new ideas.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't expect to get it." Moliere smiled brightly.
Moliere's luck was really good to get it on his first try.
Dean had a complicated expression on his face. Obviously, he did not get it again.
"Hahaha, Dean, you can be one of the top ten malignant tumors in the restaurant, the legendary reincarnation of a jinx," Wang Hong mocked with a smile.
Dean, Dean was also at his wit's end. Fortunately, he couldn't, but his friend could!
"My friend, the tavern can accommodate two people, but I think you have to bring me," said Dean to Moliere.
"Of course. Let me confirm again. I'll treat you to an all-fish feast at The Kitchen God on your birthday, right?" Morrie asked.
"Yes!" Dean gritted his teeth and stomped his foot.
The two of them reached an agreement.
When it was time to open the pub in the evening, those who could enter the pub came early. Even those who didn't win the lottery didn't leave after dinner. They wandered around Taoxi Road, thinking that it was also good to smell the aroma.
This showed the power of the Cold Cup.
"I wonder what kind of cold drink Boss Yuan has?" Zhou Xi asked expectantly.
"What's the use of knowing? Do you know how to cook?" Lee Yanyi showed a contemptuous look.
The two of them were like Wang Hong and Fang Heng when they got together. Fortunately, Fang Heng and Wang Hong didn't have a chance to come today. Otherwise, it would be even more boisterous.
"You talk as if you know how to cook," Zhou Xi immediately retorted, poking at Lee Yanyi's sore spot.
"I don't know how to cook, but I know how to eat, unlike someone who can neither cook nor eat. He's simply a disgrace to Zhou Shijie. It's really better to have a raw BBQ than to have a son," Lee Yanyi started to taunt.
"I definitely eat more than you. My dad knows how to cook," Zhou Xi's cooking ability was also excellent.
"Stop it. How old are you? You're still so hot-tempered. It should start soon," Zhou Zhangju directly mediated and pointed at Mao Ye who was walking over.
"Xiaoxi, you also take a break. Boss Yuan doesn't like noise," said Zheng Jiawei.
While speaking, Mao Ye walked to the front of everyone and said, "It's time for the pub. Please follow me."
Wu Hai and the others were at the front of the line, so they walked at the front. Lee Yanyi, Zhou Zhangju and a fatty walked in the middle. Moliere and the other two were at the back.
That's right, three. Gabriel, who had been so busy that even The Kitchen God didn't have time to eat, was here for the drinking this time.
In Gabriel's words, "If you line up, you'll have a chance to eat the dishes cooked by Boss Yuan. But for the red wine, you have to be lucky. You have to squeeze out some time even if you don't have time."
Therefore, after learning that Moliere had drawn a lot for drinking, Gabriel shamelessly came. In exchange, he held a welcoming banquet for Moliere — an all-fish banquet.
Both parties were very satisfied with this result.
They were all foreigners. Except for Moliere who was more than 1.9 meters tall, Gabriel and Dean were both of average height. Their height of almost 1.8 meters wasn't short. Of course, they were not tall enough for Moliere.
The three of them couldn't understand what the people in front were talking about, so they could only follow behind quietly.
"Dadada Step."
Soon, a group of people went up to the second floor and sat down according to their own tables. There were only three tables, so they didn't need to pick one.
"What a fragrant lotus. It seems that this is the Green Tube Drink they mentioned before." Lee Yanyi first looked around the lotus pond.
Although he didn't drink much, he was very concerned about the restaurant. As long as there was a new product, he would know about it.
"It seems that Old He is here today. There are so many wines. It's definitely enough to drink. I think there are several kinds," Zhou Zhangju said immediately.
"Then let's see what kind of wine it is. I'm very picky when it comes to drinking," the fatty called Old He said with a smile while rubbing his belly.
"Just take a look at the things in Yuan's restaurant." Lee Yanyi rolled his eyes at Old He.
He just couldn't bear to see people say that the things in Yuan Zhou's restaurant were not good.
Speaking of which, Old He started his business in the wine business. Now, he owned many wineries and shops all over the country. His net worth was not low. He was an old friend of Zhou Zhangju and a good friend of Lee Yanyi. This time, he came to Chengdu for business at the right time.
"But there is indeed a very fragrant and sweet wine fragrance. It smells like the best," Old He didn't care about Lee Yanyi's attitude. Instead, he sniffed and said.
"You'll know in a while," Zhou Zhangju said mysteriously.
It was very harmonious here, but not so on the other side.
"Gabriel, I heard that you've already drunk the red wine here. Later, you drink a little less. Dean and I will drink a little more. We're all friends. You don't have any objections to this distribution, do you?" Moliere said preemptively.
"Of course, my friend. I only need a glass later. But there are other kinds of white wine in Yuan Zhou, which are traditional Chinese wines. I'll help you drink it. We can also share the beer. I can help you drink it too," Gabriel said honestly.
"I think you'll definitely get drunk if you drink alone. That's not good. I'll help you too," Dean immediately interrupted. He hadn't been in this business for two years for nothing.
"Okay. I'm looking forward to the red wine." Moliere wasn't interested in white wine.
Therefore, he didn't mind that the two of them were fighting over the white wine. However, it was obvious that Moliere had forgotten the lesson he had learned from the fish. It was a typical case of forgetting the pain after the wound had healed.
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