"Xi Xi Suo Suo"
Dashi Xiujie took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his body. After unfolding it, he handed it to Yuan Zhou with both of his hands.
"Master, this is the dish I intend to cook for the program. Please have a look. Since I ate the Steamed Rice with Anchovies cooked by you, the taste has remained in my heart." Dashi Xiujie was quite serious. The Steamed Rice with Anchovies was the delicacy from his dream.
It was also the Steamed Rice with Anchovies that conquered Dashi Xiujie and Tengyuan.
Yuan Zhou took it and thought about it, finding that Dashi's culinary skills had improved. If he cooked according to the recipe, the taste would definitely be good. Besides, it would be more flashy and suitable for the program.
"This dish will be used for the homework this time. Come here when you are free in the next two days. You can try different kinds of rice and see if you have any new discoveries," said Yuan Zhou.
The nominal disciples and the official disciples had the same treatment. They needed to submit a homework to Yuan Zhou every month. Of course, they didn't have to be there in person. They could also shoot a video. Disciples from other provinces and abroad often shot videos to submit homework.
"Hey! Master, I'll go back and study it hard. I'll send the homework to you the day after tomorrow. "Dashi Xiujie stood upright with his hands on the seam of his trousers.
Next, Yuan Zhou took some time to ask Dashi about the progress of the New School of Huai Shi and gave him corresponding advice.
Half an hour passed quickly. Dashi listened to Yuan Zhou's explanation attentively with his eyes shining. Obviously, he had learned a lot. Holding a recording pen in his hand, he planned to study the artifact repeatedly when he went back later.
Sounds of clamor could be heard from outside. Ever since the Bachelor Banquet, Mao Xiong and Wu Hai had become conjoined twins. Whenever they appeared, they would appear at the same time. The two of them occupied the first and second positions respectively. As for Zhou Xi, he gave up the second position and became the third.
"You go out and line up first. I'm going to prepare lunch." Looking at Wuhai who was pretending to look at the paintings on the roof, Yuan Zhou knew it was late and immediately stopped talking.
"I'm very sorry, master. I'll go out right now." Dashi seemed to wake up from a dream and found he had already started to line up. He immediately bowed and apologized.
Yuan Zhou waved his hand and went straight into the kitchen to wash his hands. When Big Stone came just now, Yuan Zhou had just washed his hands and was about to prepare the ingredients.
Although he was late by nearly twenty minutes, Yuan Zhou's movements were fast and orderly. Soon, he began to prepare in an orderly manner.
"Mr. Fujiwara Jiayuan, it's time for us to line up." Big Stone saw Fujiwara sitting by the door as soon as he came out.
"Then, let's line up." Fujiwara nodded his head and didn't ask Big Stone anything else.
Instead, he followed Big Stone's advice and began to line up in a practiced manner. As the two of them moved, the line of ten or so people immediately began to lengthen like a tail.
Today, Jiang Nuan came alone. Ever since she had eaten the delicious Rice Mantou here, she had become a regular customer of Master Chef Restaurant. Moreover, she had even made Rice Mantou for her mother last month. Jiang Nuan followed Yuan Zhou's instructions and prepared in advance. Then, her mother, who had always been in a rush, ate the Rice Mantou until she shed tears.
To Jiang Nuan, the rice buns were made by her grandmother. To her mother, the rice buns were also made by her mother.
The meaning was different, but the influence was equally far-reaching. Otherwise, she wouldn't keep thinking about it.
Taking advantage of the long vacation after the project ended, Jiang Nuan stayed in Chengdu for a short time. Therefore, she came to The Kitchen God frequently.
Of course, it had become Jiang Nuan's habit to order the rice buns in advance when she came to eat. Naturally, she became familiar with the customers after coming to the restaurant more often.
"Nuan Nuan, why are you here again?" Wang Hong saw Jiang Nuan who was dressed in a ladylike dress at first glance.
He even said that Wang Hong and Jiang Nuan knew each other and that it was "fate". During a casual conversation, Wang Hong found that Jiang Nuan had also read his books and was a loyal fan of his.
Wang Hong was a little smug. Although he had many female readers, he didn't think before he spoke. Just now, it seemed that Jiang Nuan shouldn't have appeared at all.
Apart from him, Wang Hong was also a person who made others feel that it was incredible that he could grow up safely.
"Since you can come here for a meal, I'm definitely here for a meal too." Jiang Nuan rolled her eyes. Apparently, she had already gotten used to Wang Hong's way of speaking.
"No. I mean you come here frequently. You have a mine at home," Wang Hong said quite earnestly.
Jiang Nuan took a deep breath and turned around to talk to the girl in front of her in the line.
Originally, Wang Hong wanted to continue talking to Jiang Nuan, but he suddenly felt there was someone behind him. He turned his head and was delighted. It was surprisingly Haozi, whom he hadn't seen for more than half a month.
"Hi, hello. What do you want to eat today?" Wang Hong said quite enthusiastically.
Haozi, who was originally lowering his head and silently taking notes in his notebook, suddenly heard a familiar voice. He raised his head and saw Wang Hong's face as well as the big smile on his face. He subconsciously took a small step back. When he came back to his senses, he quietly retracted his feet and said softly, "I want to eat Cantonese style Red Braised Pork today."
After that, he lowered his head again and continued taking notes. It was as simple as before. He just wrote down the date and the name of the dish. Then, he wrote down his feelings after eating the dish and how delicious it was.
Haozi's spirit was tense as he waited for Wang Hong to continue asking questions. Previously, Wang Hong would say a few words about the dish. But this time, after asking what Haozi wanted to eat, Wang Hong shut his mouth. Moreover, it seemed that Wang Hong didn't have the intention to continue the conversation.
To Haozi, this was an intangible surprise.
The reason why Wang Hong didn't continue speaking was because he noticed something. The frequency of Haozi coming to The Kitchen God seemed to have decreased.
Previously, when he was reading the book, he realized that what you think is good, or even what the general public thinks is good, doesn't apply to everyone.
Just like how Wang Hong felt that eating together with friends and then chatting was the best, the general view was the same.
But for a small group of people, this was not the case. After all, Wang Hong was an author. His mind was occasionally sharp. He felt that Haozi didn't seem to be as introverted as he thought.
Therefore, this time, Wang Hong only said hello, just like how he interacted with everyone he knew. There was no need for anything else.
Friendship between girls sometimes came very quickly. For example, Jiang Nuan's sister, Tang Ying, who was ranked ahead of her, was like this. In the time it took to say a few words, they already looked like best friends.
"It's lunchtime. The first 16 customers, please come in for lunch." Su Ruoyan stood at the door and said the necessary lines every day. Then, the first group of people began to file in.
"I'm so envious of Little Yan's job. If only I could work here." Tang Ying's apple face showed obvious depression.
"Why do you want to work here?" Jiang Nuan asked, puzzled.
For Jiang Nuan, coming here to eat and coming here to work were two different concepts.
"I can see Boss Yuan cooking every day, talk to Boss Yuan every day, and smell such delicious food every day. If I only come here to eat, I can only come here once a month at most," Tang Ying said matter-of-factly.
This was the professionalism of a qualified Yuan Chui.
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