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Chapter 251

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"Has the time passed?"

Yan Ming was stunned by the bustling scene. He subconsciously felt that he must have stepped on countless ants when he walked here just now. Otherwise, how could there be so many people? It was obviously not the time to line up yet.

The street in front of him was full of people. As far as the eye could see, there was no gap. How could Yan Ming distinguish the people waiting to eat from the tourists?

In fact, it was very simple. The people waiting to eat occupied the street near the restaurant, while the tourists were walking on the other side of the street. It was bustling with activity. One side was moving, and the other side was motionless. Anyone with good eyesight could see the difference.

Raising his wrist, Yan Ming looked at the watch specially worn for this time and then looked up at the crowd. His face was filled with confusion.

Completely unaware of the current situation, Yan Ming could only stand among the group of people waiting to eat instinctively. No matter what the reason was, he had to stand here first in case there was no place to eat later. Otherwise, it would be a waste of the time he had specially set aside.

"Hu..."

Standing in the crowd, Yan Ming inexplicably let out a sigh of relief. As soon as he relaxed, he heard the conversation of two people beside him.

"Xiaoxiao, Boss Xiao Yuan is serving Zhejiang Cuisine. That's great. I'm so happy that I can eat the taste of my hometown here." Jiang Nuan held Zhong Xiaoxiao's arm excitedly.

"Yeah, Boss Yuan is serving Zhejiang Cuisine. Didn't I tell you that Boss Yuan is the best chef in the world? He can cook all kinds of cuisines. It's just a matter of time," Zhong Xiaoxiao said proudly.

Her tone seemed to imply that she was as capable as herself. Yan Ming didn't know how Boss Yuan was so good at cooking and she was so good at cooking. Anyway, Yan Ming who heard it at the side was puzzled. He felt the girl's mind was too hard to guess.

Although he was a gold medal planner, Yan Ming, who had been single for more than 30 years, felt that women were really hard to understand.

"Fortunately, I was transferred to Chengdu together with you. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't know the news in time. I didn't make it for lunch, but it's good to make it for dinner. This is the first day when the new dishes are served. Eating it makes me feel different." Jiang Nuan's face bloomed with a big smile. Obviously, she was really happy.

"I'm quite well-informed. If it weren't for the important task at noon, I would've come at noon."

Zhong Xiaoxiao was indeed worthy of her nickname, [Flying Xiaoxiao]. She had been in various groups of the store all year round and was always well-informed.

At this moment, Yan Ming's confusion was solved. So it was because of the new dish. No wonder there were so many people.

Now that he knew the reason, Yan Ming moved to the side and put some distance between them. This way, he could only vaguely hear some scattered conversations. Eavesdropping on others was always impolite. If he hadn't been caught off guard, he wouldn't have listened to even half a sentence. He still had this bit of elegance.

"Looks like Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills are even better than I had imagined. Otherwise, why would so many people come so early for a new dish?" Yan Ming sighed inwardly.

Yan Ming wasn't surprised that so many people had come to eat. Yuan Zhou's reputation was truly great. But for so many people to coincidentally arrive more than an hour earlier than planned, and this was even during the early queue time, it was evident.

While the customers outside were bustling with noise and excitement, Yuan Zhou was also very busy making various preparations inside the restaurant. His fingers were flying and his speed was extremely fast. At first glance, it felt as if there were more than ten Yuan Zhou busily working together. It could even be called a supernatural version of the scene.

"Every few days, a new domestic dish will be served until the wedding. This is equivalent to inviting everyone to celebrate. I believe everyone will be very satisfied."

Yuan Zhou felt that he was really too smart. He was simply a genius. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to think of such a good idea.

The main reason was that ever since the news of the wedding spread, those who had a good relationship with him wanted to be the best man and bridesmaid. Those who were married all wanted to join in the fun. They firmly believed that they had a harmonious family and a loving husband and wife. They were very blessed, and they could also send blessings to Yuan Zhou.

However, there weren't as many married people as there were unmarried people. Naturally, they failed in their negotiations and could only give up. They wanted to attend the wedding instead. Since everyone had a good relationship with each other and wanted to attend the wedding, Yuan Zhou couldn't refuse.

Those who didn't have a good relationship with each other could only think about being the best man and bridesmaid. They had always been aiming for the quota to attend the wedding.

One had to know that those who were familiar with Yuan Zhou only needed to come to the restaurant for a meal two or three times. With that, the number of people would increase. Not to mention a hundred or a thousand tables, even ten thousand tables wouldn't be able to accommodate all of them. Even if it was a big event, it wouldn't be a good idea.

As a result, many people were tactfully rejected. Everyone wanted to attend the banquet made by Yuan Zhou, and most importantly, they wanted to send their blessings. Yuan Zhou naturally knew that. Therefore, he didn't want to disappoint many customers, so he came up with such an idea.

Anyway, it was already a piece of cake for Yuan Zhou to cook all the local cuisines. They had already reached the standard of being served on the menu. It was just right for him to surprise his customers. Moreover, it was a continuous surprise.

Yan Ming, who was originally staying in the crowd and working on his phone, suddenly felt the tense atmosphere. He raised his head and didn't find anything unusual. However, a man beside him had a tense body. It was because it was winter and he was wearing thick clothes. Yan Ming couldn't see his muscles, but he dared to bet that with his many years of experience in the gym, he was definitely ready to move and was only waiting for an order.

"What's going on?!"

Before Yan Ming could figure out what was going on, the people around him began to move. Their target was the line that was quickly forming.

One of Yan Ming's strengths was that no matter what the situation was, he would fight first and think later. Hence, he followed the person next to him and walked over to the other side. Walk, run, run. Although it was only a short distance of five meters, he had to use several different methods to barely reach the group within 0.1 seconds after the girl in front of him arrived.

Yan Ming expressed his dissatisfaction because he had never run girls before. If it wasn't for the fact that he wasn't clear about the situation, he could have run two at once instead of two at once.

In front of Yan Ming were Zhong Xiaoxiao and Jiang Nuan, who had unintentionally answered his questions. After the two girls reached the line, they wiped the sweat off their forehead and counted the number of people in front of them. After they had a clear idea of the situation, they were completely relieved.

Yan Ming didn't feel much. The main reason was that although he was in the line and knew that he was queuing, he did it subconsciously. He didn't know the reason at all, so it was less thrilling.

When Su Ruoyan arrived, the atmosphere reached its climax. Especially after she said what she said every day, Yan Ming felt that the atmosphere was so hot that he could fry an egg.

"It's dinner time. The first 18 customers, please come in for dinner."

This time, the atmosphere reached its climax. The line in front began to move, and the people behind immediately followed. Yan Ming subconsciously counted, 1, 2 … 16, 17!



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