1816 Father and son, brothers

Last night, Chen Xian brought his son to master chef restaurant's barbecue stall. That's right, it just so happened to be raining when the barbecue stall opened. Chen Xian was also the police officer who came to ask about his son's studies in e-sports.

In any case, Chen Xian's son was a coward, especially when he came to the famous master chef Restaurant. He asked Chen Xian,""Dad, could it be that our family is actually very rich? all these years, I cried that I was poor just to train me?"

"What nonsense are you thinking about?" Chen Xian said,"I just want to talk to you about your choice. Tonight, we're on equal footing. Let's drink and eat skewers. We'll have a discussion and share your thoughts. I'll also share my thoughts."

Chen Xian's son was very panicked at this moment. What if his father suddenly became stupid? I'm waiting online!

Yuan Zhou remembered that he had told Chen Xian to have an Equal Exchange after the investigation, but wasn't Officer Chen a little off-track?

Especially when he saw officer Chen order two sets of barbecue and pick up a box of Snow Beer beside him. He was really going to travel the world with his son!

"It should be fine. The effect should be similar." Yuan Zhou muttered.

Yuan Zhou didn't know what the final result was and whether the negotiation was successful or not. He only knew that police officer Chen made his son drunk and then supported him to the street corner to take a taxi home. He even muttered, "He's drunk after just a few bottles of wine. The alcohol tolerance of young people these days is really bad."

Good, very good, very powerful.

As a night service staff, Mao Ye was getting more and more obedient. When master chef Restaurant closed, it meant that the ghost beer market on Taoxi road was also closed. It had to be said that with this "ghost market" around, the nearby beer shops would cry.

After lunch time ended the next day, Yuan Zhou lowered his head and took a look at his phone in the cabinet. It was already 2:05. During business hours, Yuan Zhou's phone was either on the second floor or in the storage box.

"I had an appointment with uncle Zhou yesterday at 2:40 p.m. If I rush over now, I should be there just in time."

Yuan Zhou got into the car that he had booked in advance and soon arrived at the headquarters of the chef's Association and met Zhong Lili who was waiting there.

"Hello, boss Yuan." Seeing Yuan Zhou get off the taxi, Zhong Lili immediately went up to him.

"Hello, Secretary Zhong."

Yuan Zhou nodded his head and greeted her. He was quite familiar with Zhong Lili. Many of the activities he had participated in were handled by Zhong Lili. She was quite capable.

"The president is already waiting in the office. Boss Yuan, let's go up." Zhong Lili knew that Yuan Zhou didn't like to beat around the bush, so she said directly.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou followed Zhong Lili to the elevator.

"Ding dang." The elevator soon arrived at the destination.

"Dong Dong Dong"

"President, head chef Yuan is here." Zhong Lili knocked on the door of Chairman Zhou's office.

"Little Yuan, you're here. Come on in. Li Li, go get a glass of water for little Yuan."

As soon as he knocked on the door, the door was opened, revealing Zhou Shijie's face. He was still smiling. Obviously, he was in a good mood.

"Yes, President." Zhong Lili answered and turned around to prepare.

"Little Yuan, what brings you here? are you planning to continue talking about Shandong cuisine? or are you going to tell me that you're planning to add Shandong cuisine to the menu? you're so busy studying cooking skills, so you can just ask me to come over. I have a lot of free time recently anyway." It turned out that this was the reason why Zhou Shijie was in a good mood.

The pile of documents on the office desk said,"look at me, look at me."

Well, Yuan Zhou felt that he should have made his intention clear when he made the phone call yesterday.

It wasn't that Zhou Shijie was nagging at when the Shandong cuisine would be served. From his perspective, he was in a daze, especially when he had a meal with Wang Huai yesterday.

During the meal, old man Wang Huai said,"I was able to let go and step down because su cuisine has a successor.""With head chef Yuan around, su cuisine will be fine for at least another 10 to 20 years.""Head chef Yuan's skills in su cuisine are very deep. Mingjie was all thanks to head chef Yuan's guidance."

To be honest, if it wasn't for grandfather Wang, who was also an elder to Zhou Shijie, he would have flipped the table.

However, Yuan Zhou didn't know about this. Nevertheless, it didn't stop him from feeling a little guilty. After all, he didn't even know when the Shandong cuisine would be served. The system was getting naughtier and naughtier.

"I haven't reached the point where I can put it on the menu yet. I need to practice more." Yuan Zhou said earnestly.

Of course, what he said was also the truth. After all, Yuan Zhou really felt that the Shandong cuisine wasn't ready yet and thus couldn't be served to the customers.

"I knew that little Yuan's attitude of striving for perfection will never change. But you should have such persistence when it comes to cooking." Although Zhou Shijie was a little disappointed, he believed that Yuan Zhou would definitely bring him a surprise in the future and change the Lu cuisine.

"How's the practice of the tofu banquet going?"Zhou Shijie asked.

"Thank you for your teachings, President. I'm almost done with my training." Yuan Zhou said.

"Then, what's the matter, little Yuan?" Zhou Shijie picked up the cup of tea that Zhong Lili had just brought in and took a sip.

"I wonder if uncle Zhou still remembers the activity of the king of Tang?" Yuan Zhou said after thinking for a while.

"I know. The soup is very good. I've been there to drink it. Besides, since you organized the event, everyone's knowledge of Cantonese cuisine has increased a lot, and many people are interested in Cantonese cuisine." Zhou Shijie said.

"Little Yuan, are you planning to hold a few more of such events?" Suddenly, Zhou Shijie reacted.

As the chairman of the chef's Association, not only were his cooking skills excellent, but his reaction speed was also not low. Otherwise, he could not do so many things.

"That's right. I'm here to discuss the promotion of other cuisines with uncle Zhou. I want to do something." Yuan Zhou said.

"Yes, not only Cantonese cuisine, but other cuisines also need to be promoted. Not only for our Chinese descendants, but also for those foreigners to see the food civilization of China." Zhou Shijie patted the table excitedly. As the chairman of the chef's Association, promoting Chinese cuisines had always been what he had been doing,""Moreover, this matter should only be handled by you, little Yuan."

Zhou Shijie suddenly thought of the Four Seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter that Yuan Zhou had conquered the judges of chefs from all over the world in the personal cooking exhibition. It was simply amazing.

"I also think that we can let more people understand our food culture." Yuan Zhou said.

This was the feeling he had as his culinary skills became more and more profound. The system had always been assisting him to become the master chef. Yuan Zhou hoped that one day, his culinary skills would not only meet the requirements of the system, but also in Europe and the United States. He hoped that the customers would no longer have Western food as the main dish when they had dinner. Today, they would have Sichuan cuisine, tomorrow, Cantonese cuisine, and the day after, they would have a wave of Lu cuisine. He hoped that he could have different dishes every day for a long time.

"Little Yuan, do you have any thoughts about this?" Zhou Shijie asked.

"I plan to first take one or two in-name disciples in each cuisine. After improving my cooking skills, I will slowly expand." Yuan Zhou said his thoughts slowly.