"The taste of the pork liver is really good. It's tender and smooth. It feels different when eaten with the porridge. Besides, it's tender and juicy without losing any juice. It's so delicious."
"I've never liked fried pork loin. Now I know it's also good to cook porridge with pork kidney. It's crisp, tender and refreshing. The salty taste adds more flavor to the porridge. I want to eat another bowl."
"I think the pork in the porridge tastes the best. It's tender and fresh. It makes people want to eat more after eating. I think this is the most tender pork I've ever eaten. Especially with a layer of porridge on the surface, it's so refreshing."
The customers all gave a lot of good comments on the new porridge. They praised it while eating, and their articulation was perfect. It did not delay the customers from eating or talking, which was the unique skill of the Master Chef Restaurant's customers.
After cooking another pot of porridge, Yuan Zhou finally had some free time. This was the advantage of eating porridge. He didn't have to be too busy.
"I wonder if Little Ya has eaten the porridge. Does she like the taste?" Yuan Zhou thought to himself.
It wasn't the first time that he had delivered breakfast to Yin Ya. Because he couldn't guarantee that the dishes would taste just right when they reached the customers, Yuan Zhou hadn't opened the delivery service.
Apart from the time when Yuan Zhou refused several delivery companies for the sake of the mission, other delivery companies had come to Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou was getting more and more famous. Many people wanted to come to eat The Kitchen God. However, the number of queues was limited. Moreover, most of the customers were inconvenient. That made the delivery companies see a business opportunity.
Unfortunately, no matter how big the platform was and what kind of conditions they proposed, Yuan Zhou refused all of them. In Yuan Zhou's opinion, if he couldn't guarantee the quality of the food, he would be irresponsible to the customers. He wouldn't do that. That was also the most fundamental reason why he refused the delivery companies.
In order to let Yin Ya eat the freshest breakfast, the one who contributed the most was definitely the naughty kid.
Ever since he saw Yuan Zhou hurriedly delivering breakfast to Yin Ya, the naughty child had thought of a small idea, and it was highly feasible.
At that time, the naughty kid said, "Uncle Yuan, I have a classmate who lives in the back alley of Taoxi Road, not far from your restaurant. If you need to run errands in the future, you can choose to look for him. It's convenient, and it won't cause any delay. Besides, he's very reliable."
Therefore, breakfast was sent over by the naughty kid's classmate. It was really convenient to settle it with just a phone call.
Yuan Zhou also found out about another thing. Due to his age, the naughty kid did not have a bank card. Therefore, all the money he earned was deposited with Zheng Jiawei.
The reason why he didn't tell his parents was that it would be too troublesome to explain, and the brat didn't want to waste time.
During the delicious breakfast time, everyone was very satisfied because there was meat. They reluctantly put down the clean bowls without a drop of soup and slowly left.
The lively breakfast time finally came to an end.
"Yesterday, Head Chef Opello said that he wants to come over in the afternoon. I'll revise some knowledge about Singapore cuisine in the morning. Moreover, there are many things to prepare for the long table banquet." After finishing breakfast, Yuan Zhou did not practice his knife skills as usual.
It was all because of a phone call from Opello last night. He naturally came to Chengdu for Yuan Zhou. Since he had arrived, he naturally needed to make an appointment with Yuan Zhou. Of course, the most important thing was the banquet that had been booked.
This time, he had brought a lot of people over. A banquet was the best choice. Speaking of which, Opello was also very good at Japanese cuisine. Therefore, he had booked a Japanese long table banquet.
Actually, this was also an evolution of many long table banquets in China, and a banquet with a lot of Singapore's unique culture.
He didn't have the time to enjoy it during the Round Table Conference last time. This time, he definitely had to enjoy it.
Before Yuan Zhou communicated with other master chefs, he would always sort out the cuisines that the master chefs were good at. This was not only to show respect to the other party, but also to himself.
Therefore, even though breakfast time had ended, Yuan Zhou was still very busy. Currently, Yuan Zhou still had a lot of tasks on him. On one hand, he had to complete the Qian Kun Six Directions, and on the other hand, he had to create another set of knife skills.
The Kitchen God, Yuan Zhou, was busy preparing for Opello's arrival. Zuo Zuo and Wei Wei were also preparing to come to The Kitchen God for lunch.
"Xiaowei, I think your method is indeed useful. Although I still stuttered a little the day before yesterday, I didn't forget my lines," Zuo Zuo said happily.
"Don't you know whose daughter I am?" Wei Wei slightly raised her chin and put on a proud look.
Even though Wei Wei and Mr. Wei had quarreled previously, she had always admired her father. Now that the grudge between her and Mr. Wei had been resolved, she admired him even more. The people in the company gave her the nickname Black-Hearted Wei.
"You're right. Like father, like daughter," Zuo Zuo said with a smile.
In the beginning, when Zuo Zuo followed Wei Wei to The Kitchen God for lunch, she couldn't say a single word. However, as the number of times she went there increased, although it was always different people and there were a lot of people, she just felt comfortable. The food she ate was comfortable, and the people she met were comfortable.
Therefore, she slowly improved herself. Now, she could say a complete sentence in one sentence. Although her voice was very soft and only Wei Wei could hear her, Zuo Zuo was still very happy.
Wei Wei wrinkled her nose and changed the topic, "It's a pity that this restaurant is a place to eat. It's fine for us to say it in a low voice, but we can't say it in a loud voice and disturb others. I just don't know if you can say it in a loud voice."
Wei Wei couldn't do anything about her best friend's bad habit. If it wasn't for the fact that delicious food could make people relax, she wouldn't have been able to do anything about it.
Now that it seemed to be getting better, she still felt that many things weren't easy to do, so she was a little anxious.
"Don't be anxious. I will practice more. I have already thought about my future path." Zuo Zuo was quite calm and composed.
"What method are you talking about?" Wei Wei asked curiously.
"I heard that this restaurant has a pub, right?" Zuo Zuo asked.
"That's right. My dad brought me there a few times. The wine there is really delicious. It's a pity that my dad doesn't allow me to drink too much," Wei Wei said with a little regret.
"I heard that there's nothing else in the pub besides wine and dishes. What do you think if we discuss it with the boss and give him a show?" Zuo Zuo spoke out her idea.
Wei Wei's eyes lit up and said, "It's not impossible. There are many people in the pub, and everyone drinks wine. It shouldn't be a problem to have some storytelling to liven things up. Moreover, Boss Yuan is a good person. We can definitely talk about it."
"If that's the case, then let's practice for a while more and talk to the boss." Seeing that Wei Wei agreed with her idea, Zuo Zuo felt relieved.
To be honest, with Zuo Zuo's previous personality, it was already extremely difficult for her to make up her mind to come up with such a plan. If it wasn't for the fact that she had been eating at the restaurant a lot lately and had improved a lot, she wouldn't have even dared to think of this idea.
"It seems that the Kitchen God is very good to me. I can definitely rise from here." Zuo Zuo encouraged herself inwardly.
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