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Chapter 959

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Yuan Zhou naturally wouldn't be able to absorb all of them in a short time. Therefore, he just skimmed through them roughly and digested them slowly in the future.

When it came to the snacks, however, Yuan Zhou paid special attention to see if there were any traps left by the system. He wanted to see if he could directly familiarize himself with the dishes and use them now instead of having hidden conditions like last time.

Only when he finished reading the entire menu did Yuan Zhou feel relieved.

"It seems that the system is very honest this time. There are indeed no traps." Yuan Zhou nodded his head contentedly.

"I'm really not used to the system not tricking me anymore." Yuan Zhou muttered to himself. In other words, this kind of unaccustomed feeling was called — feeling cheap.

As one of the four traditional cuisines of the Han nationality in China and one of the eight traditional cuisines of China, Sichuan Cuisine had a wide range of ingredients, varied seasonings and a wide variety of dishes. The taste was both fresh and mellow, and it was famous for its spiciness.

Moreover, it was good at using new ingredients, absorbing and innovating. In terms of cooking methods, there were as many as 38 kinds of stir-frying, pan-frying, dry roasting, deep-frying, smoking, stewing, braising, braising, pasting and stir-frying.

Of course, the most popular one nowadays was stir-frying. In fact, it wasn't just that. Sichuan Cuisine was very particular about the taste. Therefore, there was a saying called "Seven Flavors and Eight Flavors". The history of Sichuan Cuisine could be traced back to the late period of the Western Han Dynasty.

"The core of a nation is the family culture, and the dishes are indispensable to a family. Watching Sichuan Cuisine is like watching the evolution of history."

"There are so many kinds of dishes. Many lost dishes aren't in the list. Otherwise, there would definitely be more." Yuan Zhou looked through the menu and exclaimed in his heart.

That was not the case. If it was described in terms of a picture scroll, the complete Sichuan Cuisine given to Yuan Zhou by the system would be as long as 100 Along the River During the Qingming Festival.

"Wait. There are no lost dishes? System, didn't you say it's the complete Sichuan Cuisine? "Yuan Zhou suddenly reacted and asked.

The system displayed, "The lost dishes aren't in the list of cuisines."

"Doesn't that mean the list of cuisines isn't complete?" Yuan Zhou asked.

The system displayed, "There is another list of lost dishes. Host, please work hard to level up."

"Alright." Yuan Zhou came to his senses and took back his previous words.

Actually, Yuan Zhou wasn't too worried about this lost dish. After all, there were too many Sichuan Cuisines, so many that Yuan Zhou was speechless.

"If I can completely familiarize myself with all the dishes, I will be the grandmaster of Sichuan Cuisine. It is indeed worthy of being one of the eight major cuisines and one of the four traditional cuisines of the Han nationality. It's so awesome." Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing with emotion as he looked at the Sichuan Cuisine that had become a book in his mind.

"This is really a super big gift. It's totally worth it." Yuan Zhou looked at the thick book with the words "Sichuan Cuisine" written on it and felt relieved. He opened his eyes and tidied his sleeves in satisfaction.

"The total number of dishes is about eight to ten thousand, and that's not counting the snacks," Yuan Zhou thought to himself.

Yuan Zhou continued to clean up the kitchen, thinking about the Szechuan snacks.

"It seems that I can change the breakfast tomorrow to a new variety." Many snacks flashed through Yuan Zhou's mind and then he decided on one.

"Boss Yuan, are you in a daze?" A clear and gentle male voice rang in Yuan Zhou's ears.

"Su Mu." Yuan Zhou raised his eyes and called out the name of the person.

"It's so rare that Boss Yuan still remembers me." Su Mu covered his mouth with his white hand and said with a smile.

"Yes, I do. You came to draw the liquor this morning," Yuan Zhou said frankly.

"Boss Yuan, you really have no sense of humor." Su Mu was speechless.

"Yo, long time no see." The person was Fang Heng. He didn't draw the lottery today and just got the liquor from others. When he saw Su Mu, he greeted him directly.

"Long time no see." Su Mu nodded his head.

The person who Fang Heng came to get the liquor from was none other than Chen Wei, who had just entered the restaurant.

"Tsk. You are here again." Chen Wei disliked Su Mu the most. He felt that Su Mu was so good-looking that he looked like a woman.

"Aren't you still here?" Su Mu naturally wouldn't be nice to someone who didn't like him.

"Of course. I'm here to drink." Chen Wei was as rude as usual when he talked to Su Mu.

"Good evening. It seems that everyone has arrived." This person was naturally Jiang Changxi.

"Good evening, Sister Jiang," Su Mu greeted obediently.

Jiang Changxi naturally came because of Su Mu's invitation. Soon, Mr. Wei arrived last. Of course, he was alone this time.

"Please come in." Yuan Zhou gestured to Shin Min who had just come downstairs to open the sergestes wall view door.

"Let's go. Let's go drink." Chen Wei was the first to walk in with big strides.

"Let's go, Boss Yuan." Fang Heng followed closely behind him.

Otherwise, Chen Wei would have finished it all by himself.

The novelist nodded his head and walked straight into the restaurant.

"Boss Yuan, I'm going upstairs. If you miss me, come up and I'll treat you to a drink." Jiang Changxi smiled at Yuan Zhou and then waved her hand before walking into the restaurant.

"The unromantic Boss Yuan probably won't agree. Am I right, Boss Yuan?" Su Mu shrugged and then turned his head and said to Yuan Zhou.

Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, just watched them leave with a calm expression.

Just now, when someone confessed to him in front of him, he could even deal with it calmly, let alone Jiang Changxi who often teased him. Yuan Zhou indicated that he had already gotten used to it and thus was quite calm.

They entered the restaurant one after another. Because of that, Yuan Zhou thought of what new breakfast he should make tomorrow morning.

"Let's make Dan Dan Noodles. The Dan Dan Noodles cooked by my father were the most delicious." Yuan Zhou recalled the time when his father opened the noodle shop.

At that time, his father's Dan Dan Noodles were the noodles that were ordered the most in the restaurant.

"Dad, I can definitely cook better than you now." Yuan Zhou was full of vigor.

Having decided what to cook, Yuan Zhou began to integrate his culinary skills in the quiet restaurant. He prepared to cook it by himself later to familiarize himself with it.

The whole night passed while Yuan Zhou was trying to cook the Dan Dan Noodles. Even his sleeping time was later than usual.

After waking up early in the morning, Yuan Zhou started to get busy in the kitchen after jogging. Apart from the noodles, Yuan Zhou also needed to stir-fry the Dan Dan Noodles. Therefore, Yuan Zhou was quite busy.

"Aren't you too proactive? Why are you rushing for breakfast so early in the morning?" It was Zhou Shijie who was urged by his son to hurry up.

"Didn't I say that I would treat you to a meal today? I will definitely treat you for the whole day. Today is Saturday and you don't go to the association." Zhou Xi said while walking.

"I haven't seen you get up so early since you graduated from high school." Zhou Shijie said speechlessly.

"It's good for your health to sleep early and wake up early," Zhou Xi said seriously.

"Are you crazy?" Zhou Shijie looked at his silly son worriedly.

"Could it be that this kid is overreacting?" Zhou Shijie expressed his worry.

"I'm a perfectionist. Dad, you know that. So I will only feel comfortable if I treat you for a meal for the whole day," Zhou Xi said seriously.

"Up to you. Yuan Zhou only sold 100 servings this morning. I wonder if he can make it in time," Zhou Shijie said.

"100 servings?" Zhou Xi immediately quickened his pace.

"If you go any faster, I'm afraid you will fly," Zhou Shijie couldn't help but say when he saw Zhou Xi walking with big strides.

"I can't be slower than you, right?" Zhou Xi turned his head and said.



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