After the busy Yuan Zhou brought out another dish, he stood to the side and took a short break. Engineer Cheng walked up to take a closer look at Yuan Zhou and said.
"Master Yuan, how's your cold?" Engineer Cheng asked.
Engineer Cheng had already asked this question in the morning, but he couldn't help but ask again.
"I'm fine now," Yuan Zhou said with certainty.
"Is there anything I can help with?" Engineer Cheng asked sincerely.
"No need, just watch carefully," Yuan Zhou shook his head and said.
"Then, Master Yuan, did you not rest well?" Engineer Cheng asked worriedly when he saw the red veins in Yuan Zhou's eyes.
Because Yuan Zhou was wearing a mask, only his eyes were exposed. At this moment, the red veins in his eyes were especially obvious. That was why Engineer Cheng asked this question.
"I'm fine," Yuan Zhou's tone was calm, but when he said the word 'fine', it sounded like he was clenching his teeth.
Seeing that Yuan Zhou said he was fine, Engineer Cheng didn't ask any more questions. But this time, while paying attention to his cooking, he also secretly paid attention to Yuan Zhou's physical condition.
Actually, it was no wonder that Yuan Zhou had such a huge reaction when he heard Engineer Cheng's words. It was because of what happened last night.
Last night, Yuan Zhou treated the two of them to Shou Shou. After arranging for today's discount, he returned to the second floor to read some books and rest.
Half an hour later, Yuan Zhou's phone rang again. The caller was still Wuhai.
"Compass, take your medicine. It's been four hours, time to take your medicine," Wuhai's penetrating voice came directly from the other side of the phone.
"I know, go to bed early," Yuan Zhou said helplessly and hung up.
He thought this would be the last time, but who knew that at 10pm, just as Yuan Zhou was about to sleep, his phone rang again. It was Wuhai.
The content of the call was the same, reminding him to take his medicine.
"I've recovered from my cold, this is the last time," this time, Yuan Zhou explained to Wuhai.
"Compass who doesn't take his medicine isn't a good cook. You can't avoid taking your medicine when you're sick. Go to bed," Wuhai replied as if he was coaxing a child, not listening to what Yuan Zhou had to say.
Yuan Zhou was helpless, but before Yuan Zhou could say anything, Wuhai hung up. Looking at the phone, Yuan Zhou only had one thought in his mind — Damien's Cane.
On the other hand, Wuhai did some research. According to the internet, colds usually took two to three days to recover. Therefore, it wasn't a problem. Not only did he set his alarm to ring once every four hours, he even called Zheng Jiawei to wake him up so that he could wake up Yuan Zhou.
"Little Hai, actually, you don't have to take your medicine every four hours," Zheng Jiawei said seriously after hearing the request.
"Who said there's no need? I'll let Compass take his medicine every four hours today, so he can make Wonton soup for me at night. As long as he perseveres tonight, he should be able to open the restaurant tomorrow," Wuhai said confidently.
"But the most important thing at night is to rest. You'll recover faster if you rest well," Zheng Jiawei said tactfully.
"Four hours should be enough for me to sleep. Remember to wake me up, I'm going to sleep now," Wuhai said after thinking for a while.
"Won't this affect Boss Yuan's sleep? If it does, you won't be able to eat tomorrow," Zheng Jiawei sighed and said.
"No, as long as he recovers, he will definitely open the restaurant." Wuhai said confidently, "You don't understand Compass. Unless his body doesn't allow it, it's impossible for him not to open the restaurant."
"Alright, I'll wake you up," Zheng Jiawei had nothing else to say and could only agree.
Therefore, at two o 'clock in the morning, Yuan Zhou was woken up to take his medicine. At six o' clock, he received a call to remind him to take his medicine.
At that time, his heart almost collapsed, but he was still rational. Therefore, Wuhai was still alive and kicking and eating delicacies there.
Otherwise, Yuan Zhou would have stamped Wuhai's size-40 face with his size-42 shoes. Maybe he would even run over it conveniently. After all, Wuhai's behavior was the same as waking someone up to pee in the middle of the night.
Of course, Wuhai meant well and sincerely, and Yuan Zhou knew that very well. That was why he tolerated Wuhai's concern.
As for why Yuan Zhou didn't turn off his phone, it was simple. As a chef, and a famous one at that, he had a lot of things to do.
Therefore, as long as it wasn't business hours, Yuan Zhou would turn on his phone's volume in case he missed something important.
Outside the restaurant, Gao Fan and Qin Xiaoyi left after getting their autographs. After all, they had to work in the afternoon. Today wasn't the day they usually agreed to have a big meal, but the 10% discount today was too tempting. Therefore, they came here during the lunch break.
Moreover, because of today's special day, Qin Xiaoyi, Gao Fan, and Wuhai had a temporary truce.
"The guest is here."
Just when Bai Guo, Li He, and Jiang Meisi were distressed, the director at the side reminded them that the guest was here.
The three of them looked over subconsciously and saw a handsome guy with blond hair and blue eyes. Anyway, he didn't look like a chef, but more like a star.
At this time, the director introduced the guest as usual.
"Dean Bradbury is the youngest Michelin three-star chef in France. Many celebrities have queued up for more than half a year to eat a meal cooked by Dean, including the Minister of Foreign Affairs of France."
In order to highlight the guest's excellence, the director would usually introduce the guest's achievements.
"Most importantly, Dean is the second youngest chef in the history of Michelin to be awarded with three-star honor."
Regardless of the industry, even if she was a cleaner, Niizu Haruko, who was known as Japan's national treasure, could skillfully use more than 80 kinds of detergent to clean different environments and more than 50 kinds of tools.
Moreover, Michelin could be said to be one of the most authoritative food judges in Europe and America. Being able to be ranked second in history was enough to show how amazing she was.
Li He and the other two didn't speak French and wanted to greet him in English. In the end, before they could finish speaking in English, Dean spoke fluent Chinese.
As mentioned before, Dean originally wanted to come to Yuanzhou shop in advance, but he got lost and was late for the program.
Although he was late, he already knew what the first task of the program was before he came. He was also clear about the current situation. Therefore, when he was in the car, Dean had already thought of a solution.
"I have a solution." Dean said directly, "Lunch in Yuanzhou shop doesn't necessarily have to be cooked by Yuan Zhou. I can borrow the kitchen in Yuanzhou shop to make lunch for you."
Good idea. Li He and the other two looked at Dean as if they were the savior of the world. At this moment, Dean seemed to have an angel's halo above his head.
Dean walked into the shop. There were still 30 minutes before the opening time ended, so he was very busy. This was also Dean's first time seeing Yuan Zhou. In his opinion, although Yuan Zhou was wearing a mask and couldn't be seen clearly, he definitely didn't show off his abilities.
What qualifications did he have to be Chu Xiao's lifelong rival? This was Dean's first impression.
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