"Burp …" Liu Xi burped and stroked his bulging belly while walking carefully.
"Head Chef Yuan is truly extraordinary. How long has it been? How can he improve so fast?"
According to Liu Xi's words, Yuan Zhou should be called "Xian Bu Tong".
As the leader of the naming circle, if Yuan Zhou knew about this, he would probably choke on his words.
Taoxi Road was still bustling with people. Liu Xi could only walk slowly. Otherwise, he would feel like something was going to come out of his throat. He had never eaten so much since he was born.
"People like Head Chef Yuan have proven that those who are more talented than you are also more hardworking than you. Therefore, we have no reason not to work hard," Liu Jian's situation was similar to Liu Xi's. Both his stomach was bloated.
"But according to you, shouldn't we stop working hard? You won't be able to catch up with us anyway, "Liu Xi said, not understanding his brother's logic.
Liu Jian shook his head and said, "We can only compete with others. As long as we can beat them, that's enough."
"You are right," Liu Xi nodded. If they couldn't compete with others, they could just ignore them.
"I think we need to take a break before contacting Ceng Youwei and the others," Liu Xi said after thinking for a while.
Liu Jian nodded and agreed. Then, the two of them walked slowly to the hotel they had booked. They took the most environmentally friendly route, Route 11.
The departure of Liu Xi and his brother didn't affect The Kitchen God much. Lunch was still in full swing. The customers came in and ordered their favorite dishes. Then, they wolfed down the food and made way for others.
Actually, there was a strange phenomenon in The Kitchen God. Many people believed that delicacies should be tasted with time. If they ate too fast, they would be like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruits.
But in reality, one only needed to come to the restaurant to have a meal to understand. When they saw something too delicious, they couldn't help but want to stuff it into their mouth.
Even if some people were used to chewing slowly, they would still eat faster when the people around them were eating quickly. Plus, the delicious food was so delicious that they couldn't help but eat faster.
Soon, two hours of lunchtime passed. After seeing off the customers, Yuan Zhou quickly went back upstairs to wash up and change his clothes. Only after that did he go downstairs to make tea since it was almost time for Opello to visit.
So, Yuan Zhou prepared some refreshments to entertain Ao Peiluo, saying that he had something to consult Yuan Zhou about.
Naturally, he had prepared some sissy cakes.
Actually, Nirvana Cake was a general term for Nirvana Pastries. It did not refer to one type of pastry in particular, but to many types of pastries.
Moreover, Nirvana Cakes were a rather important part of Singapore's culinary culture, especially Nirvana Dishes.
Therefore, there were many types of Niangja Cakes, and there were many ways to make them. There were steaming, deep-frying, roasting, sweet, salty, spicy, and so on. Moreover, because Niangja people had always been very used to extracting the juice from plants to dye them, Niangja Cakes had another characteristic, which was that their colors were bright and colorful, appearing especially beautiful.
One of the Niangja Nine-Layer Cakes that Yuan Zhou made today was as thick as nine layers. However, the overall size of the cake wasn't very high. It was only the length of an index finger. Moreover, the color of each layer was different. It looked even more beautiful than a rainbow.
After experiencing Wuhai's countless times of acting cute and begging for food, Yuan Zhou had matured a lot. Every time he entertained people, he would prepare more food to avoid the awkwardness. He was already a mature Yuan Zhou. Although there were rules during business hours, he still had to be courteous and considerate when entertaining others.
Therefore, when Pello and the others arrived, the first thing they saw was not Yuan Zhou's handsome face, but the colorful pastries.
"How can these blue pastries be so natural? What ingredients are used to color them?" Ma Minghui's eyes were glued to the pastries.
If it wasn't for maintaining his last bit of face in front of his idol, Ma Minghui could directly teleport from the door to the stone table.
Even Tang Le, who had eaten Yuan Zhou's dishes several times, couldn't help but want to get closer to have a look.
Pello and Li Dehua were the ones with the best composure. Of course, they were only slightly better than the others.
"Head Chef Yuan, long time no see. Your craftsmanship has changed again. How shameful." A smile appeared on Pello's solemn face. He reached out his hands, intending to shake hands with Yuan Zhou.
This was a private gathering. Therefore, Pello had brought his disciples and grand-disciples. Of course, Li Dehua had also come along.
"Head Chef Pello, long time no see. You are still as elegant as ever." Yuan Zhou walked up quickly.
He didn't expect to see four people standing at the entrance of Sakurai Prawn Wall while he was carrying the pastries.
Pello was too impatient. He came in to have a look before seeing anyone. He didn't expect there to be such a big surprise inside.
At such a busy time, the system even came out to join in the fun.
"Main Mission Master 4 is activated. Host, do you accept the mission?" the system displayed.
Yuan Zhou's outstretched hand paused for an indiscernible moment before he shook Opello's hand and started to chat.
The main mission was different from the other side missions. He suppressed his desire to check it immediately and said, "Let's talk when I'm free." Then, he ignored the system, which seemed to have been stimulated recently and became very diligent.
"Hahaha, I can't compare to Head Chef Yuan. These pastries look pretty good. Moreover, the dyeing of the colors is superb. I can't see any traces of artificial work. This is the first time I've seen something like this." Pello was very happy when he saw Yuan Zhou was still so enthusiastic.
He started to praise the pastries that had been attracting his attention.
One ought to know that Yuan Zhou's current status was higher than Pello's. It was different from when he was fighting for the number one position in Asia. However, Yuan Zhou's attitude was still the same. Even Mi Tang wouldn't believe that Pello wasn't happy.
"I've been researching a technique recently. I found that the control of temperature is very important when dyeing. I've tested it. Every color needs a different temperature, but the effect is pretty good." Yuan Zhou didn't keep it to himself and directly told him the trick.
"Head Chef Yuan, I've thought of this idea before. But I didn't make any good progress after experimenting with it, so I gave up. I didn't expect Head Chef Yuan to have already researched it. That's great," Pello's eyes lit up.
Following Yuan Zhou's pull, he sat down. He didn't care about the fragrance of the pastries, tea, or even his disciples. He directly pulled Yuan Zhou over and started discussing the relationship between color and temperature.
However, Yuan Zhou was still a qualified host. He took the time to greet Li Dehua and also invited the familiar Tang Le and the unfamiliar Ma Minghui to sit down and drink tea.
After a long conversation, he finally figured out the problem that had been troubling him for many years. Only then did Pello return to his senses. He said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Head Chef Yuan. I get excited easily when I encounter a problem. I'm really sorry."
Pello felt that he was being very rude and disrespectful to Yuan Zhou. Therefore, he felt very apologetic.
"It's okay. When I encounter a problem, I also want to dive into it immediately," said Yuan Zhou.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with Pello. When he encountered an answer that he was interested in, he would definitely get to the bottom of it immediately.
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