"Burp. I feel like today is the first time I've eaten my fill in my entire life. It's a pity my stomach is too small. Otherwise, I would be able to eat two more dishes," Jiang Ronghao hugged his stomach, wishing he could collapse on the chair.
"You little brat, are you saying that you have never had enough to eat since you were young?" Jiang Fugui glared at him.
At the same time, he loosened his belt to see if he could eat another dish. It was too delicious. He felt like he would be able to eat another dish if he didn't stuff himself to death.
"Of course. Without Boss Yuan's culinary skills, eating dragon meat every day would be useless," Jiang Ronghao said frankly.
Jiang Fugui agreed. However, the face of the Empress Dowager suddenly flashed in his mind and he didn't order the dish. Otherwise, there would be 17 to 18 packets of instant noodles waiting for him when he got home.
"By the way, dad, do you think the supplier is reliable? Can our dairy farm meet Boss Yuan's requirements?" Jiang Ronghao was not optimistic about this idea from the start.
Now that he had eaten and drunk to his heart's content, he was even more pessimistic. Not to mention the high requirements of such a superb chef, even though he couldn't distinguish the quality of the beef with his ability, it was quite obvious that it was different from the beef at home.
"Are you a stupid cow? You're still too arrogant. How can our dairy farm meet Head Chef Yuan's requirements? We need to work hard and teach the cows a lesson. Improving the quality of the cows is the most important thing. We can't force these unrealistic ideas on the cows. Do you understand? "Jiang Fugui said righteously.
While speaking, he shook his head, obviously not optimistic about Jiang Ronghao's suggestion.
If Jiang Ronghao wasn't sure he had lost his memory and could clearly remember what had happened, he would have thought that his father was the one who came up with this unreliable suggestion.
Thousands of words converged into one sentence. Whatever his father said was the truth!
"I think we can go now," Jiang Ronghao said tiredly.
"Why are we leaving? Let's see if we have a chance to talk to Head Chef Yuan later and see if we can get any good suggestions to make our cows smarter. Let's wait outside first," Jiang Fugui waved his hand and came up with an idea.
Jiang Ronghao was just a weak and pitiful son. What else could he do but obey orders?
The father and son were the second batch to go in to eat, so when they came out, there were still more than half of the people outside. Looking at the long queue, they felt much better.
This was probably what it felt like when I was full and saw that you were still queuing up. I instantly felt a sense of superiority.
Of course, these secret thoughts were not revealed at all. Because they had eaten a little more than the maximum capacity of their stomachs, their sitting posture was a little extravagant for them.
Thus, the two of them found a shady spot and stood under the eaves. They paced back and forth to digest the food.
The digestion time passed very quickly. The line outside the door was getting smaller and smaller, and the number of customers in the restaurant was also decreasing.
"Lunch time is over. Please come early for dinner." Yuan Zhou stood at the door and saw off the last customer.
After sending Su Ruoyan off, he saw two people walking towards him from a distance.
Their height was already very conspicuous. Both of them were 1.8 meters tall, and they looked very strong, which made them even more conspicuous.
"Good afternoon, Head Chef Yuan," Jiang Fugui greeted as soon as he approached, bowing slightly to show his respect.
Jiang Ronghao, on the other hand, did the same.
Yuan Zhou was a little puzzled. They did not look like chefs or people from the auction house.
Could they be ice sculptures, wood sculptures, or people from the wine shop?
"Are they here to learn martial arts from me again?" Yuan Zhou quivered.
He was probably overthinking due to the previous incident with Lin Wan and Hu An. Also, the size of Jiang Fugui and Jiang Fugui was very misleading.
"Good afternoon." Yuan Zhou didn't hesitate to greet her even though his heart was racing.
"Head Chef Yuan, the supplier you found is really good. The beef today is very delicious. Not only is the quality of the meat very good, but Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills are also top-notch, the best I have ever seen," Jiang Fugui said excitedly. Jiang Fugui said excitedly, "I wonder if Head Chef Yuan knows how to raise this cow to be this good?"
I'll have to ask the system, Yuan Zhou thought. But when he saw Jiang Fugui's serious expression, Yuan Zhou also became serious.
As the original ingredient supplier, it was a good thing for him to be so serious.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou asked the system about how to raise the cow.
Then, the system explained a lot of things, omitting the specifics. All in all, it could be summarized as eating good food, eating honey as dessert, playing music as a pastime, having professional massages, and having a professional psychological counselor to guide the cow.
Yuan Zhou felt that it was a little inappropriate to tell this to the father and son of the Jiang Family.
"I'm not a professional in raising cattle. But as a chef, I think the most important thing about beef is that the meat should be tender and chewy, and the texture should be distinct. Besides, there should be an appropriate amount of fat and lean meat. Of course, if it can have a special fragrance, the quality is definitely top-notch." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and decided to answer the question from the perspective of a chef.
When Jiang Fugui heard Yuan Zhou's words, his eyes lit up as if he had thought of something. He bowed and said, "Thank you, Head Chef Yuan. I will raise the cows on my farm well in the future so that they can participate in the Ox King Competition next year. Let Head Chef Yuan take a look at my cows. Thank you very much."
Without further ado, he pulled his son, Jiang Ronghao, and left. Obviously, he had really gained something.
When Jiang Fugui became the Ox King of the Ox King Competition for two consecutive years, someone interviewed him and he generously repeated what Yuan Zhou had said. He even said, "Head Chef Yuan is a magnanimous person. I only have what I have today because of Head Chef Yuan."
Of course, the two of them were unaware of this. Seeing that the person had left, Yuan Zhou did not take it to heart. He returned to his restaurant, intending to wash up and change his clothes before continuing to study Spanish cuisine.
Ever since he received the Spanish Cuisine, Yuan Zhou had basically spent all his time practicing his knife skills on cooking dishes, either Hunan Cuisine or Spanish Cuisine.
The main reason was that creating his own knife skills was not something that could be accomplished overnight. However, the cooking competition was an urgent matter. Yuan Zhou knew what was important and what was not.
"Ding Ling Kuang Lang"
While Yuan Zhou was busy in the kitchen, France's Leon was busy as well. Especially Ogyust and the others, they were all very busy.
"This won't do. There must be a final speech by the champion, which must be no less than 10 minutes," Ogyust said solemnly as he threw a document back to his secretary.
This document had been amended many times, but Ogyust was still not satisfied with it. This caused his secretary to doubt his own professionalism.
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