Yuan Zhou didn't have any idea when he first received the mission to upgrade to Level Eight. The Heart of Chef sounded like cooking with one's heart, but he thought it couldn't be so simple. After all, it was a mission to upgrade to Chef Sage.
According to the facts that Yuan Zhou found out later, he was the only person who was about to reach the position of Chef Sage in the shortest time.
Since so many geniuses had failed since ancient times, Yuan Zhou didn't think he could succeed easily. The road to success had always been bumpy. This was for sure.
After a period of hard thinking, Yuan Zhou felt that no matter what the mission was, as a Chef Sage, he should learn all the existing cuisines. Otherwise, how could he be called a Chef Sage?
Therefore, Yuan Zhou began his journey of learning all the cuisines in the world. At present, Yuan Zhou's cooking skills could be said to be unrivaled in the world. In addition, there were more or less connections between each cuisine. Finding the right direction and learning method would naturally make it twice the result with half the effort. If people knew that Yuan Zhou spent a few months to familiarize himself with all the cuisines he didn't know at present, and it wasn't just simple proficiency, but at the level where he could at least pass the test of a master, they would probably want to go back to the furnace and start from scratch.
They were all born after ten months of pregnancy. How could there be such a big gap between them?
Now was the time to test the results.
"System, I feel that I have completed the mission to upgrade. Check if I have completed it." Although Yuan Zhou's tone was not very sure, he was more certain.
After all, he felt that there was no mission that could better reflect the Heart of Chef than this.
However, the system gave a different answer. "Host, the main mission of the Heart of Chef has not been completed. Please remind the host that the mission has been completed, the system will automatically notify the host."
The only thing it didn't say was that there was no need to hurry. As long as the mission was completed, the system would appear by itself, and he didn't need to submit the mission.
Originally, he was full of confidence, but after hearing the system's words, Yuan Zhou raised his eyebrows in surprise. What was going on? He actually didn't complete the mission.
"What's going on?"
Yuan Zhou fell into deep thought. He didn't know where to go. The path that he was most confident in was denied just like that. To be honest, he was a little depressed.
For the first time, Yuan Zhou was at a loss. Ever since he got the system, he had been running the restaurant diligently every day, trying to let every customer taste his culinary skills, hoping to bring happiness to everyone.
There was nothing wrong with the saying that delicacies were universal. From the time when people despised the expensive Egg Fried Rice, to the time when the customers spontaneously supported it, Yuan Zhou's journey had been arduous but also smooth. This was the first time that he had been in such a dilemma.
At this moment, the phone suddenly rang.
Yuan Zhou picked it up and saw it was Boss Tong's call. He immediately picked it up and heard the voice over there, "Yuan, are you busy recently? The weather changes a lot. Pay attention to your clothes and don't catch a cold. Take good care of yourself and Little Ya."
Boss Tong on the other side of the phone spoke words of concern. She really treated Yuan Zhou as her own junior. She would talk to him as long as there was a chance, afraid that Yuan Zhou would be cold or warm.
In fact, as an adult, he knew all these, but he always felt uneasy. If he didn't talk a few words, he would always feel something was wrong.
"Don't worry, Aunt Tong. I'm fine. Little Ya is also fine. We are all fine. How are you and Uncle Mo?" Yuan Zhou heard the relaxed tone in Boss Tong's voice, so he asked the last sentence.
Because of the matter of customizing a wedding dress for Yin Ya last time, Boss Tong and Mo Yun finally had some breakthrough, although Boss Tong didn't say much, neither did Mo Yun.
But occasionally, the photos in Boss Tong's post were obviously taken by someone. Moreover, the photography technology had gradually improved. From the angle of death at the beginning to the current general technology, it could be seen that someone had worked very hard.
Without guessing, he knew that it was Uncle Mo who did it. Therefore, Yuan Zhou was relieved that Boss Tong would go out to play from time to time.
"They are all fine. By the way, we plan to go out tomorrow night. When we come back, it will almost be the time for you and Little Ya to get married. Can you spare some time to come here in the afternoon? Uncle Mo said he wanted to thank you and specially wanted to make tofu pudding for you. It's in the previous shop."
Boss Tong thought for a while and added, "Of course, if you are busy, Yuan, we can make another appointment. We are all free. We don't have anything else but time."
She was afraid that Yuan Zhou would have to squeeze some time out if he didn't have time. That would be too tiring. The main thing was that Boss Tong also knew how busy Yuan Zhou was, so she said a few more words, completely ignoring Mo Yun who was gesticulating in front of her and trying hard to express his opinion.
"Even if I have time tomorrow afternoon, it will be after business hours. If Aunt Tong and Uncle Mo don't mind, we can meet then." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and said.
He was a little agitated because he didn't finish the main task. Going out for a walk might change his mood and give him new ideas. After all, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.
"Of course, no problem. I know you are going to open the restaurant, Yuan. Let's set the time at 3: 00 in the afternoon. Can Little Ya come at that time?" Boss Tong asked.
"It's the end of the year, and it's in the middle of the week. The day before yesterday, Little Ya said that she was going to go on a business trip and might not be able to come." Yuan Zhou said.
"It's okay. It's okay. If she can't come, it's the same to bring her next time." Boss Tong said hurriedly.
Young people would definitely prioritize their careers. It was just a meal, not a very important reason. Moreover, Mo Yun mainly wanted to thank Yuan Zhou for the help he had given them. Otherwise, they might still be walking in the front while the other was chasing after them. Moreover, they would still have to hide from each other. Even if they weren't that close, they could still go on a trip together. It would be much better than now.
Mo Yun didn't ask for much. He just wanted to spend the rest of the time with his Tong Tong and didn't care about anything else.
After Yuan Zhou said a few more words, he hung up the phone. Boss Tong also hung up the phone. Looking at Yuan Zhou, who was already serious, she said, "Are you satisfied now? Yuan Yuan has agreed to come."
While saying that, she rolled her eyes at Mo Yun, which made Uncle Mo chuckle.
"I just want to thank Yuan before he gets married. When we go out and find the materials, the second most beautiful wedding dress will be finished. If I thank him for treating me to a meal at that time, the contrast will be too obvious." Mo Yun said.
In Mo Yun's heart, the wedding dress he made for Boss Tong was the most beautiful wedding dress in the world. There was no reason.
At the beginning, he got acquainted with Yuan Zhou because of a bowl of tofu rice. Now he and Boss Tong had made great progress, and Yuan Zhou was about to enter the most important stage of his life. Naturally, he needed to express his gratitude before that.
Mo Yun had prepared the best beans, mountain spring water and pots that he could get. Only then did he ask Boss Tong to call Yuan Zhou. He wanted to thank Yuan Zhou solemnly.
It started with a bowl of tofu rice and ended with a bowl of tofu rice. Mo Yun felt that it was good to have a beginning and an end.
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