"Xiaoyun, this is your birthday present." Yuan Zhou carved a palm-sized rabbit for Mu Xiaoyun with the leftover materials.
Dinner time was quite lively because of Mu Xiaoyun. Of course, the most important thing was that Wuhai could eat the All-Fish Banquet again.
Honestly speaking, Wuhai used to be a person who couldn't even remember his own birthday. Zheng Jiawei was very grateful that he could remember meals all the time. But since the All-Fish Banquet started and people needed a proper reason to eat, Wuhai began to evolve.
Now, not only did he remember all the festivals very well, but he also remembered the birthdays of the people he knew.
Originally, Yuan Zhou wanted to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for Mu Xiaoyun, but he didn't even have a chance to do that.
During the pub time, ever since people discovered the Monkey Wine, they were dominated by the chief brewer. Some people got the quota and had no choice but to bring many people to have a look.
"Hua Hua Hua"
Although there were many people, the weather was not good. There was no rain, but the wind was very strong, making the leaves rustle continuously.
Of course, even if the wind was very strong, it didn't dampen the enthusiasm of people drinking. While drinking the fragrant wine and listening to the sound of the branches and leaves swaying, it added some artistic conception.
"Little Ya, I've arrived at the restaurant. Don't worry. It's going to rain tonight. Remember to close the windows before you go to bed." Yuan Zhou raised his head and looked at the strong wind outside, reminding Yin Ya.
"Blockhead, take care of yourself, too. I'm going to sleep soon. You should also pack up early and go to bed." Yin Ya reminded him as usual.
The two of them talked about each other for a while and then hung up the phone.
Although the wind and rain were strong last night, the sun still went to work at the usual time in the morning.
The golden sunlight spread over the streets, drying up the stone slabs that were still wet from the rain last night.
The morning was the most important part of the day. Yuan Zhou changed his clothes at the usual time and then went out for a jog.
"Good morning. Rice, noodles, rice soup, and Romeo." Yuan Zhou greeted them as usual when he passed by their nest.
As for Romeo's appearance, he was not surprised at all. Last night, because it was Mu Xiaoyun's birthday, Rice and the others had an extra meal. With good food, Romeo naturally ran fast, so it was not strange for him to be here in the morning.
"Woof, woof, woof!"
Then he began his daily morning run in the sound of the rice and their enthusiasm.
"Good morning, Boss Yuan," Xia Yu greeted him from afar.
Recently, Xia Yu had brought a few friends with her to participate in the sports competition. It would be held in two days, so the group of them would exercise every morning to maintain their best condition. They were determined to win first place, so naturally, they would meet Yuan Zhou, who ran on a fixed route every day.
As soon as Xia Yu finished speaking, several tall girls behind her began to greet her. Two of them were foreign girls. They were professional athletes that Xia Yu had brought back.
There were five of them in total. They were gymnastics, sprinting, and tennis.
How inhumane.
The girls all liked this handsome guy who could make magical delicacies, so they greeted him warmly.
Such a scene had been happening for a while. Yuan Zhou also greeted them naturally, "Good morning."
After the two groups ran together for a while, they began to run separately. After all, Xia Yu and the others exercised a lot, while Yuan Zhou didn't need to keep exercising so much, and he didn't have the time to do so.
According to the original plan, when he passed by the noodle house for use, he directly shouted inside, "Boss, I won't come to eat noodles today, but I still have two bowls of noodles for use as usual."
Hearing the boss's high-pitched voice of "I got it", Yuan Zhou continued to run forward, and then he bypassed the street corner and ran back to the back door from the back street.
With the help of the Chef's Association, the matter of the noodle house for use was quite smooth. However, there were some small troubles, which were different from what he had imagined.
The following things were the same every day. Yuan Zhou still began to do it step by step.
Yuan Zhou got up very early. On the other side, Cheng Zhao Mei also got up very early. His work and rest time was a copy of Yuan Zhou's.
As the direct disciple of Yuan Zhou, he naturally had to strictly follow his master's work and rest time, so that he could better experience Yuan Zhou's culinary skills.
"Hoo, Hoo, Hoo"
Although he had persisted for several years, Cheng Zhao Mei's figure was no longer as fat as before, and he was a lot stronger. However, it was unknown whether it was because of his profession, the flesh on his body was much tighter, and he still looked chubby.
Therefore, when he ran, he still liked to pant, but his endurance was indeed better than before. Even if he stood by the stove for a longer time, he wouldn't feel very tired.
Obviously, he was determined to follow his master, which was a clear path.
"Dad, good morning." Cheng Ying covered his mouth with half of his hand, yawned, and greeted his father.
"Why are you so early today?" Cheng Zhao Mei felt strange that his daughter was so early these days.
Of course, Cheng Zhao Mei said this not because he cared about his daughter, but because he thought that his master might need help with something. He thought he could do it!
"Yes, the sports meeting is about to begin. I need to make the final decision on the competition schedule here. Today, I have to go to the venue with Brother Jiawei to see the layout." Cheng Ying said while turning on the computer.
"Oh, then you should work hard. Don't make any mistakes." Cheng Zhao Mei heard that there seemed to be nothing he could do, so he began to tell his daughter not to be careless and not to make any mistakes.
"I have always done a good job for my Teacher's father." Cheng Ying rolled his eyes and began to concentrate on the information on the computer.
Cheng Zhao Mei went upstairs to wash up. He still had something to do.
Today was the first time that the rice wine he brewed could be opened. Naturally, Cheng Zhao Mei wanted to see the situation.
This time, he wanted to brew rice wine because he hoped to be closer to his master. Although his master had brewed the legendary wine, it was impossible for him to catch up with him even if he was a rocket.
Another reason was that many snacks and dishes in Sichuan Cuisine also needed rice wine, or fermented rice wine.
Influenced by Yuan Zhou, he liked to make many sauces by himself. Therefore, fermented rice wine was no exception.
"Clang"
When the sealed lid was opened, a sour and astringent smell rushed to the tip of his nose, mixed with a sweet fragrance.
"It smells okay, but I don't know how it tastes." Engineer Cheng smelled it hard, but he didn't find any big problem.
At the side, there was an opened bottle of the finished product that he bought for comparison. However, Master Cheng didn't feel that there was much difference in the taste. In the end, he still decided to test it out. Only when he ate it would he be able to differentiate it.
"Let's have fermented rice balls in the morning. Make both kinds of rice balls. That way, we can compare them." Engineer Cheng did as he said.
During breakfast, Cheng Ying had two bowls of fermented rice balls that looked almost the same.
"The taste is still not good. It should be the problem of the proportion of the yeast. It seems that I need to improve it." After eating, Engineer Cheng carefully recorded the situation in his notebook, planning to use it as a reference for the second time.
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