1165 Yuan Zhou's future
In a small mountain town called Qinggang in Yun province, which was far away from kun city, a young man was running quickly on the concrete road.
Although they were surrounded by mountains, the village roads had been built into cement roads. The young man was about 20 years old, and he quickly ran to a small house with green tiles.
"Dad, dad, dad, you're at home."
The young man shouted as he ran. When he ran to the door and saw his father sitting at the door smoking a leaf cigarette, he immediately became dissatisfied.
"You're like a soul, you're home even if you're not. " The young man's father raised his hand and knocked on his pipe.
The Father looked to be in his forties. His face and hands were very clean, and even when he was smoking, his hands were not yellow. His clothes were also clean, and he was sitting on a small bench by the door.
"I have something urgent to attend to. Dad, please respond while you're at home." The young man said.
"What's the matter?" Seeing that he was not going to tell him, his father asked directly.
"You're not a Country Chef. There's a Country Chef Competition now, and I think you'll definitely be unrivaled once you appear." The young man gestured with his hands and said excitedly.
"I'm not going. " The old father shook his head.
"Why?" The young man immediately became anxious.
"What's the point of competing? you might as well take on two more jobs and earn some money for your wife. " The old father took a puff of his cigarette and said in a practical tone.
"Then you might as well participate in a competition. The prize money is 500000 Yuan." The young man said immediately.
"I'm still not going. There's no fairness to speak of in the competition now. " The old father had a very sophisticated look.
"No, this competition is very formal. It's organized by the chef's Association. Didn't you always want to join the chef's Association?" The young man said immediately.
"I'm old now, I don't want to. " The old father was still unmoved.
"It's said that the top five can all join this time. Don't you want to give it a try?" The young man continued.
"Oh? Besides the chef's Association, who else would organize it?" The old father was a little moved and asked.
"Of course, there's also the government." The young man said immediately.
"There are other rules." The old father continued to ask.
"By the way, this is a three-province joint village Chef Competition. It's not easy. Dad, you have to work hard." The young man suddenly recalled this matter and immediately said.
"Three province Alliance?" The old father said.
"Yeah. Besides Yun province, there's also your province and Sichuan Province." The young man counted with his fingers and suddenly patted his head.""By the way, this activity is initiated by that Yuan Zhou, the very good chef that dad has heard of. I heard that even the prize money is given by him."
"Yuan Zhou, you can't be talking about boss Yuan, right?" The old father was interested.
"It should be right. I saw that he's the new generation of the cooking world." The young man wasn't sure.
"Then why didn't you say so earlier? head chef Yuan is a man who follows the rules. He can't be wrong. Let's go." The old father immediately raised his hand to put out the cigarette and stood up.
"Where are you going?" The young man was dumbfounded for a moment and couldn't react in time.
"Of course I'm going to register. Are you my child?" The old father knocked the young man's head with his tobacco pipe.
"He refused to go just now, but as soon as he heard Yuan Zhou, he went." "Dad, you know Yuan Zhou?" the young man said indignantly.
"Nonsense. Who doesn't know about boss Yuan who defeated the Japanese chef?" "When you are one-tenth as good as head chef Yuan," his father said."I will admit that you are my son."
As soon as he said this, the young man immediately wilted. He didn't say much and took his father to register.
There were many similar cases in other places. From this, it could be seen that Yuan Zhou's influence had already spread to other provinces. It was just that the competition this time had made his reputation rise to a higher level.
Whether it was the reputation of the cooked Wheaten Food Master, or the exchange competition between China and Japan, or that variety show, it was well known.
Of course, Yuan Zhou was totally clueless about that. He even thought that he was still a newbie. After all, he was only an intermediate chef assessed by the system.
On the other side, the business of Yuan Zhou's restaurant was as hot as ever. Or rather, it was even more so than before the competition.
There was someone whose temper was as hot as the business in the restaurant. He was Zhang Yan, the chairman of Sichuan cuisine Alliance, who had a bad temper. He was very angry now and rushed directly to Zhou Shijie's office.
With a bang, Zhang Ye pushed the door open and walked in.
"Zhou Shijie, you old man. Why didn't you inform me that you were organizing an event in my Sichuan Province?" Zhang Yan pointed at Zhou Shijie and started scolding him.
It couldn't be helped. The two of them had known each other for decades and had always gotten along in this way. If it was a formal occasion, they would still talk about face, but in an informal occasion, they would argue if they could and never let go.
"You old man, you didn't even close the door when you came in." Zhou Shijie wanted to get angry at first. However, when he saw that the door was not closed, he suppressed his anger and stood up to close the door with a bang.
"Old man, you're anxious. So What if I don't tell you? the chairman of my chef's Association doesn't need your permission to organize an event." Zhou Shijie revealed a complacent look, as if he was saying,"come and hit me if you are not convinced."
"Good job, old scammer. Let's see who's better, you or me." Zhang Ye was immediately infuriated and rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.
"Fine, I'll come. Do you think I'm afraid of you? what's wrong? little Yuan didn't find fault with you." Zhou Shijie stabbed him again.
"Little Yuan? What does that have to do with Yuan Zhou?" Zhang Ji realized that something was wrong and immediately asked alertly.
"Haha, you old man, you don't even know this and you still have the nerve to come and find me?" Zhou Shijie immediately laughed at him without any reservation.
"Hmph, that's because I don't want to hear more about you." Zhang Ye coldly snorted.
"This event was planned by little Yuan. He said it's a chance for those who cook in the countryside to become famous. It's not easy for people to prepare a banquet in the countryside. He even provided his own money and effort." When Zhou Shijie mentioned Yuan Zhou, he revealed a very satisfied tone.
Zhang Ye's anger instantly disappeared and turned into admiration. "You're really considerate. "
"Of course, the person I like can't be bad." Zhou Shijie revealed a complacent look.
"Since it's little Yuan's company and it's his first time, I'll be in charge of Sichuan." Zhang Yan didn't care about Zhou Shijie's self-satisfaction at all and said directly.
"Sure." Zhou Shijie nodded his head.
"I'm doing this for little Yuan's sake. If it was your idea, I would have messed it up for you. " Zhang Yan pointed at Zhou Shijie and said.
"Then you won't have a chance. Remember to organize the event well." Zhou Shijie spread his hands.
"Little Yuan is the future of our Sichuan cuisine. I can naturally handle such a small matter." Zhang Yan was full of confidence and emphasized the words "Sichuan cuisine."
"What Sichuan cuisine? don't be so narrow-minded. Little Yuan is going to take over my position in the future." Zhou Shijie objected immediately.
"Little Yuan is now the exemplary restaurant of Sichuan cuisine in Sichuan Province." Zhang Ye's ultimate move.
"This is just the beginning. Little Yuan is still so young, and he still has a long way to go." Zhou Shijie said directly.
It was rare that Zhang Yan didn't refute Zhou Shijie's words. No matter how much Zhang Yan didn't want to agree with Zhou Shijie's words, with the capability that Yuan Zhou had shown, Sichuan cuisine was really just the beginning for him.
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