"Thank you. Wait … What?"
Yuan Zhou's gentle and considerate tone made others think that he would say, "No problem. I want a refill of the watermelon juice. This one is on me. No charge." Such a tone should be matched with such words. Therefore, Gao Song thanked him subconsciously.
After thanking him, however, she reacted and her mood changed. Gao Song opened her eyes wide and looked at Yuan Zhou in surprise.
"Yes. The rule is on the wall. No refills of the watermelon juice." Yuan Zhou pointed at the wall behind Gao Song and said.
Gao Song combed her hair back with her hand and calmed down a little. Then, she said, "Sorry to bother you, boss. I'll order another serving of watermelon juice. Thank you."
"You're welcome. Each person can only have one cup of watermelon juice a day." Yuan Zhou felt that he had never spoken so gently before. After all, he had to be tolerant when facing a beauty who was being insulted.
Although Gao Song's watermelon juice was ordered by Wuhai and paid for by Wuhai, one cup per person had always been the rule. After all, there was a limited supply of watermelon juice every day.
Gao Song felt that she was about to explode with anger.
"Both of them are the same. They are simply talents, high-end talents at that." Gao Song took her handbag and walked out of the restaurant with big strides in her high heels. She really didn't know how her friend, Jiang Changxi, had been eating in this restaurant for a whole year.
It was already dark outside and the atmosphere in the restaurant was very quiet.
"Hahaha. I can't bear it anymore. This single dog." Seeing Gao Song walk away, Ling Hong burst into laughter and broke the silence in the restaurant.
"Brother Wu, you're so mean. I'm afraid there won't be a next time." Manman shook her head, pretending to be serious.
"I don't think he's enlightened at all. He just wants to insult others." Ling Hong laughed so hard that he wanted to slap the table.
"Yes, that's true." Yuan Zhou nodded in agreement and even expressed his own opinion, "When dealing with beautiful women, one must have the basic demeanor of a gentleman. At the very least, one must pay attention to the way he speaks. Wu Hai deserves it. He's almost 30 years old but still hasn't had a girlfriend. His words are too infuriating."
Ling Hong, Chen Wei, and Manman all had question marks on their foreheads. Hearing the pain in Yuan Zhou 'words, even Liang Jingru could not give him such courage.
"Compass, where did you get your courage from? You're not any better. The beauty left because she was angered by you, "Ling Hong immediately said.
"Are you stupid?" A popular phrase popped out of Yuan Zhou's mouth as he said, "If it wasn't for my gentle and considerate words that comforted her, Wu Hai might have exploded."
Not only did Yuan Zhou not take the blame, but he also thought that he had made a great contribution.
"Boss Yuan is fine like this. Brother Wu's EQ is still low." Manman grabbed Ling Hong and stopped him from continuing. Then, she added.
"Yes, yes, yes. Eaves Wu is the stupid one." Ling Hong also reacted at once and hurriedly changed his way of addressing him. He actually didn't call him Little Beard Wu Hai.
This time, Yuan Zhou didn't answer. He just looked at the two of them calmly. His eyes clearly showed that they had good taste.
The reason Manman held Ling Hong back was because the Queuing Committee unanimously agreed that Yuan Zhou being single at this stage would be beneficial for him to improve his culinary skills. Continuing to pursue culinary skills was the path that a chef should take.
What if her words woke up Yuan Zhou? Although the possibility of this happening was almost zero, it was better to be safe than sorry.
If Yuan Zhou had a girlfriend, he would definitely be distracted and wouldn't be so serious about his pursuit of culinary skills.
Manman was correcting Yuan Zhou's direction. It was definitely not for the sake of eating more meals. Definitely not!
Back to the main topic, regardless of whether Manman was sincere or not, Yuan Zhou's pursuit of culinary skills would never stop.
Tomorrow night, he invited Zhou Shijie to eat tofu pudding. But in fact, Yuan Zhou wasn't very satisfied with the tofu pudding he made.
After mastering the entire Chengdu School of Sichuan Cuisine, the Spring Water Tofu Pudding he made was the same as other dishes. However, after eating his Spring Water Tofu Pudding, he still felt a little out of place.
Therefore, after the opening of the day, Yuan Zhou started to try again and again, trying to find out what was out of place. The method to make the Spring Water Tofu Pudding was actually very simple. Not including the dipping sauce, he only needed brine, soybeans, and water.
Both the brine and soybeans were provided by the system. They were the best and most suitable ingredients. Therefore, there wouldn't be a huge difference in the activity of the soybeans' hydrophilic substances.
No matter what dish Yuan Zhou was cooking, he liked to consider every detail.
[Soybeans soaked for seven hours and thirty-two minutes are the most suitable for making tofu pudding. (Note: If there are any special circumstances during the process, the soaking time can be delayed, but the final time should not exceed fifteen minutes.) ]
Upon closer inspection, one could see that the notebook Yuan Zhou placed on the table was densely packed with notes. The first note was about the soaking time of the soybeans.
If one looked at any recipe, it would say "soak the soybeans overnight." No one would be precise with the time down to the hour, or even the minute.
Just yesterday, Yuan Zhou had soaked a lot of soybeans non-stop at the same time and came up with this result. There were even tests on the heating temperature and cooling time in the notebook.
Of course, this kind of thing depended on the situation. After all, cooking wasn't physics. As long as it was accurate, it wouldn't be wrong. The most important thing in cooking was the chef's craftsmanship. Yuan Zhou's record was just the average value of the best results after many experiments.
A bowl of Spring Water Tofu Pudding was freshly made. After dipping it in the sauce, it melted immediately in the mouth. The spiciness of the dipping sauce rushed directly down the throat, and the tenderness and fragrance of the tofu pudding instantly spread.
"Oh, it's very delicious. I feel that the dipping sauce is even more fragrant and spicy this time. Furthermore, it doesn't overshadow the taste of the tofu pudding. Not bad, this should be the perfect dipping sauce." Yuan Zhou praised himself while eating his tofu pudding. Then, he fell into deep thought.
What exactly was the incongruity that his taste buds felt?
"Since the dipping sauce is perfect, then the incongruity I feel comes from the tofu pudding itself." Therefore, this time, Yuan Zhou didn't dip it in the dipping sauce. He ate the white tofu pudding in one mouthful. The fresh and tender tofu pudding was also very delicious. However, the incongruity was still there.
Yuan Zhou flipped through his notebook. In order to find this incongruity, this was already the seventh bowl of tofu pudding he had made. To put it bluntly … he was stuffed.
"From the notebook, I should have noticed all the details. What other problems are there?" Yuan Zhou suddenly asked the system, "System, be honest. Is it because the soybeans or water you provided this time are not suitable for cooking Spring Water Tofu Pudding?"
The system didn't say anything. Ever since the Tea Salad, the system had become even colder and often ignored him. But then again, it seemed that the system had always been cold to him.
It was fine if the system didn't answer. Yuan Zhou just asked casually. After finishing the seventh bowl of Spring Water Tofu Pudding, he still didn't find anything. After resting for a while, he continued to make the eighth bowl.
At this time, the hour hand was already pointing to three in the morning …
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