He was almost counting the time that passed by. Every day felt like a year. Finally, when it was time to line up, Wu Hai pulled the bear and slid down the slide with a 'swish'.
The cold slide gave off a refreshing feeling in the gloomy weather. At least, Wuhai felt that his speed was 0.01 seconds faster than usual.
When dinnertime officially began, Wu Hai directly rushed in with the attitude of one man guarding the pass against ten thousand enemies. This time, he didn't even bother to pull the bear. It could be seen that he was really scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.
"Compass, other than making candied haws, what other delicious food did you make today? When can we eat it? Can we eat it now?" Wuhai wanted to get in front of Yuan Zhou.
Hairy Bear followed behind Wu Hai nimbly. Almost one second after Wu Hai sat down and opened his mouth, he also arrived at his seat.
It was reasonable to say that Wu Hai and Mao Xiong were well-matched in strength and a perfect combination.
He had long lost interest in the structure of Wuhai's nose, but every time he did, he would refresh the upper limit of Yuan Zhou's understanding of him.
He had indeed made two dishes this afternoon, one was the Fermented Prawn Sauce and the other was the Candied Haws. However, he had never expected that Wu Hai's dish was much better than Broth's Nose. He immediately knew that Wu Hai was better than Broth. With such an ability, Yuan Zhou felt that if Wu Hai joined the police dog team, the other dogs would have no chance at all.
"You'll know when it's time." Although he was surprised, Yuan Zhou still followed the rules. He didn't reveal what he shouldn't.
He planned to make a new shrimp paste the next morning. A new day, a new beginning, and new things were the way of the king.
"That means it will be ready soon. Little Yanzi, I'm going to order." Wu Hai summed it up by himself and immediately turned around to summon Little Swallow to write down the dishes on the list. He had always written the dishes by himself as there were too many of them.
"Brother Hai, it's here. What else do you want to eat?" Mao Xiong tugged at Wuhai.
It turned out that when Wuhai was confirming with Yuan Zhou, Mao Xiong had already started writing down the menu.
Looking at the two heads together, Yuan Zhou felt that the strawberries he couldn't resist eating when making candied haws were a little greasy and too big.
"Why don't I try the sugar grape later? It's sour and sweet and shouldn't be too sweet. Let's prepare more varieties so that Little Ya can have more choices." With a flash of his eyes, Yuan Zhou had an idea.
Because the posts of Qiu Sanshan and the others became popular again, it not only allowed Yuan Zhou to complete an Eternal Domination mission and obtain a kind of sauce as a reward, but also gave many wine lovers who had been crying piteously for a long time a temporary place to relieve their cravings. This was especially so for those unlucky people. This was simply a heavenly suggestion.
One must know that they came to the lottery every day and didn't get a prize every time. No one they knew got a prize, so they could only drink in Fang Heng's pub. But after a long time, they would get tired of it. After all, they were miles away from the liquor brewed by Yuan Zhou.
But now, it was different. Although he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to line up for a meal every day, compared to the one in ten thousand lucky draw spots, getting a spot to eat was a little easier. As long as he was fast enough and handsome enough, everything was possible.
Therefore, many drinkers walked with the wind. They couldn't wait to learn the posture of a crab. Only by walking horizontally could they express their joy.
And the way they celebrated was naturally to order all kinds of intoxicating dishes. In the end, as long as it was related to liquor, they would try it and see if they could discover a new menu.
Hard work paid off. People really found that the taste of distilled goods was actually not bad. Although it was different from the dishes directly made with liquor, the distilled grains were also good. Most importantly, it was the distilled grains of Yuan Zhou's liquor. Naturally, it was not ordinary.
The one who found this series was Di Yun, who often came to the pub recently.
As a big boss who started selling liquor, although Di Yun was only forty years old, he was flexible and sincere. He opened up a new path in the liquor industry.
Otherwise, how could he get in touch with the most promising junior in the liquor industry, She Lin? Naturally, he knew how to be a good person.
Di Yun, who knew how to be a good person, had been quite busy recently. The reason why he was busy had actually been going on for almost a year, which was to discuss with Yuan Zhou about letting him sell the liquor he brewed.
In fact, ever since Yuan Zhou opened the pub and released the bamboo liquor, many liquor sellers came to him one after another, hoping that Yuan Zhou could brew more liquor for them to sell and increase their sales.
At that time, Yuan Zhou, who only had a small number of dishes, had seriously considered this matter. After all, everyone liked a small amount of money. However, after a comprehensive consideration, he rejected them all.
Although many people came to find Yuan Zhou, they were rejected very quickly. Therefore, many people came to him one after another, but none of them succeeded. Gradually, the number of people who came to him decreased. Di Yun started to form a relationship with the pub more than half a year ago. Then, he started to persuade Yuan Zhou.
He felt that more people should know about the liquor brewed by Yuan Zhou. If such a delicious liquor could not be promoted, Di Yun felt that he would not be able to sleep peacefully. Therefore, he found Yuan Zhou and began to discuss with Yuan Zhou.
Then, he was rejected without hesitation. However, Di Yun was a person who would not give up until he reached his goal. Even if Yuan Zhou rejected him again and again, he still persisted.
Moreover, he had his own way of doing things, different from Dean and Moliere. As long as he came to eat, he would wait to talk to Yuan Zhou about becoming his disciple. Di Yun was not one of them.
Out of the three times he came to eat, he only waited until the last minute to meet with Yuan Zhou to talk about the promotion of the liquor.
This time, it was time. As soon as dinner time was over, Di Yun found Yuan Zhou, one step ahead of Uncle Guo, who was waiting beside him.
The chubby Uncle Guo consciously continued to sit on the chair and waited.
"Boss Yuan, promote the liquor you brewed and let more people know that our Chinese liquor is also top-notch. It does not lose to those grape wines or foreign liquors. Moreover, it will not conflict with the food that Boss Yuan is currently promoting. On the contrary, it will complement each other. Won't Boss Yuan consider it?" Di Yun said sincerely.
Every time he persuaded Di Yun, he would give different reasons, but they were all suggestions that fit Yuan Zhou's thinking. If it was not for the fact that Yuan Zhou seemed to eat a weight, ordinary people would probably be moved by Di Yun's sincerity or be attracted by his emotional words and agree.
Di Yun persisted for more than half a year, and every time he said something different, it was obvious that he was very attentive.
However, Yuan Zhou had always felt that his main occupation was to be a chef. His other skills were all for the sake of being a chef. Be it ice sculpting, carpentry, or even brewing wine, they were all for the sake of better cooking. It wasn't a means to make a profit. Therefore, he had always been persistent.
In Yuan Zhou's heart, a chef should be pure.
Just when Yuan Zhou was about to reject Di Yun as usual, the system spoke.
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