"Everybody, the pub time has begun. Come on in, please." Shin Min said to the customers that had already arrived.
"Wait. We're not in a hurry. Let's wait for Boss Yuan to eat first." Wu Hai refused with a smile.
"Um. I've never seen Boss Yuan eat anything, either." The author said with interest.
"The liquor can't run away." Su Mu said to Shin Min mildly.
"Um. Okay." Shin Min lowered her head while blushing because of Su Mu's smile.
"Tsk-tsk. I also have a good appearance." Seeing that, Wu Hai stroked his own face and murmured, unwilling to show weakness.
"Not as good-looking as me." With his sharp ears, Su Mu immediately answered with a smile.
Nevertheless, Yuan Zhou didn't care about that. He set the table in the kitchen and started to scoop the rice.
The rice cooker looked a little old with a peony pattern painted on it. When it was uncovered, it emitted puffs of white smoke.
The bowls that Yuan Zhou took weren't the usual ones, but two small celadon bowls and one big white porcelain bowl.
"This..." The careful Su Mu was a little speechless. He didn't know what to say and had to stop.
After all, the situation was a little obvious.
He scooped out three bowls of rice neatly and put them on three sides of the square table. Yuan Zhou didn't say anything during the whole process. He revealed an earnest and expectant expression, which made the customers at the side a little embarrassed to leave.
"Pa Pa", Yuan Zhou distributed a pair of chopsticks to each position, three pairs in total.
"Time to eat." Yuan Zhou's voice was very light, but it was still heard by the customers.
Carrying up the bowl, Yuan Zhou picked up a piece of green vegetable with mushroom and stuffed it into his mouth according to his habit.
"Ba Ji Ba Ji", he chewed it.
Once the green vegetable entered his mouth, it tasted soft and tender with a slight crispness. The taste was very fresh.
As for the mushroom, the fragrance overflowed in his mouth. It complemented the light and fresh green vegetable very well. The most wonderful thing was that the fragrant tea oil stimulated the freshness and plump of the mushroom. An indescribable taste suddenly spread out.
"It looks delicious," Wuhai couldn't help but say.
"You must have starved to death in your past life," the novelist said seriously as he looked at Wuhai.
"I agree," Su Mu said in a low voice.
Only the man in the suit on the side stared at Yuan Zhou without blinking.
With a sound of "Hua Hua", Yuan Zhou lightly ate two mouthfuls of rice and ate another piece of green vegetables with mushrooms.
This time, Yuan Zhou ate it with a frown.
Then, Yuan Zhou put down his chopsticks and stared blankly at the dishes and the two empty seats on the table.
"It doesn't seem to be as delicious as before." Yuan Zhou knitted his brows in puzzlement.
"System, the ingredients you provide must be of the highest quality, right?" Yuan Zhou suddenly asked.
The system displayed, "The green vegetables used by the system are the best varieties from the south of the Yangtze River. They have a soft texture, a smooth aftertaste, a slightly sweet taste, and refreshing leaves. They are delivered to the host at the most suitable time to be picked."
"As for the mushrooms, they are the wild mushrooms with delicious taste."
"This kind of mushroom is small in size with spots. The taste is rich and fresh and the meat is thick. It grows on the broad-leaved wood of the hamamelidaceae family, which is between 15 to 20 years old."
"As for the mushrooms, they are from the most ancient and artificially cultivated places, namely Longquan City, Jingning County and Qingyuan County."
"The tea oil used this time is produced from the Camellia Oil Fruit of the thousand-year-old tea tree in Yuanxi Village, Jiangxi. It has a golden color, a clear and transparent oil, a delicate fragrance, and an extremely pure taste."
"The tea oil produced in Yuanxi Village has been a tribute to the royal family since the Ming Dynasty."
"So … it's really like that." Yuan Zhou looked at the system's answer and confirmed his own answer.
The ingredients were indeed of the highest quality. Even the oil used for stir-frying had a long history. However, the dish made Yuan Zhou feel it wasn't delicious.
At least, it wasn't as delicious as he had imagined.
Yuan Zhou was a little stupefied and just sat there quietly.
"Boss, if you don't mind, I would like to taste the dish." Suddenly, the man in a suit uttered.
In the quiet restaurant, his voice appeared to be particularly abrupt and loud.
"You!" Su Mu was a little angry but didn't say much.
The current situation was obviously that Yuan Zhou and his family were eating together. The action of the man in a suit appeared to be inconsiderate of the occasion.
"You are even bolder than me." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and said.
"What do you think?" The man in a suit turned a deaf ear to their words. He just looked at Yuan Zhou and asked.
"Do you want to eat it?" Yuan Zhou was also very surprised. He raised his head and looked at the man in a suit.
Yuan Zhou knew that he didn't have a sense of taste, which meant that whatever he ate would be tasteless. The feeling could only be described as tasteless like chewing wax. Eating in such a way might not be a delicacy for him.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou was very surprised that he would ask to eat it proactively. Of course, it wouldn't be strange if it was the shameless Ling Hong or the foodie Wu Hai who asked.
"If you don't mind, boss." The man in a suit nodded his head mildly.
"If you don't mind, I don't think they will mind." Yuan Zhou considered for a while and said that.
"Sorry to bother you." The man in a suit stood up and prepared to receive the plate carefully.
"Please enjoy it." Yuan Zhou handed the chopsticks to him.
"What the f * ck. This brat surprisingly snatched the food from Compass's mouth. He snatched the food from the tiger's mouth." Su Mu revealed an astonished expression.
"I'm thinking where can I get the chopsticks? I don't mind." Wu Hai stroked his mustaches with one hand and prepared to get a pair of chopsticks with the other.
"What a coincidence. I have them." The novelist took up the wrapped cooked food and said smilingly.
"Let's share them together." Wu Hai said earnestly.
Wu Hai, Su Mu and the novelist were unpacking the chopsticks while the man in a suit had already started to eat.
After only one bite, the man in a suit said, "This dish is very delicious."
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou nodded his head courteously but didn't take it seriously.
After all, the man in a suit couldn't taste it and he himself didn't think it was delicious.
"Come on. How can you taste it alone? We are obligated to help you." Wu Hai said righteously.
"Please enjoy it." The man in a suit made way for them cleanly.
The three of them immediately went up and didn't pay much attention to it. What a joke! Ever since the opening of Yuanzhou Shop, they had snatched the food from others many times. This time, it was Yuan Zhou's plate. Therefore, the three of them were naturally more enthusiastic.
They stuffed the food into their mouths one by one.
"Wow, it's super delicious. It's definitely the winter mushroom. It's so fragrant." The novelist was the first to say that.
"I feel that I must have eaten the fake Vegetable Vegetables with Shiitake Mushroom before. I feel sorry for my silly self." After swallowing the food, Su Mu made a gesture of holding his heart with his beautiful peach blossom eyes full of heartache.
"…" Wu Hai didn't say anything at all. He just ate silently.
"Boss, your craftsmanship is really good." The man in a suit suddenly said again.
"No. It's really not as delicious as before." Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
"Before?" Only then did Wu Hai say with puzzlement. In his opinion, it should be one or two years ago.
"This is the dish that my mother is good at and likes. I can't cook as well as she does." Yuan Zhou said sincerely.
"You might surpass her in the future." Wu Hai blurted out, but he felt he was a little silly the moment he said it.
"Maybe after I become the Master Chef." Yuan Zhou said with a calm tone and an affirmative look on his face.
There was something called memory, which was very horrible. Even if he was much better than others in terms of color, fragrance and ingredients, he would still be defeated by the taste in his memory.
The taste that could surpass his memory would probably be in the future after he became the Master Chef.
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