1884 Quick witted
It was foreseeable that a new day in taoqi road started with a miserable scream from Wu Hai.
That voice was simply heartbreaking and tearful to listen to.
This was the cause of the incident. Early in the morning, Wu Hai got up at the usual time and went to the opposite side in his slippers and fluffy pajamas.
His hair was in a mess and his eyes were still a little hazy, but this could not stop the Black Beast from wanting to eat breakfast.
However, with his 2.5 vision, Wu Hai could guarantee that the master chef Restaurant was different from usual. Usually, for the convenience of su Ruoyan entering and leaving, a wooden door would be opened at this time. But now, not only was the wooden door tightly shut, but there were also extremely familiar things on it.
"Ta ta ta."
Wu Hai arrived in front of the wooden door with a few quick steps. The three huge words "leave of absence" on the door was simply like a bolt from the blue.
"Oh my God, compass is asking for leave again!" The crow beast simply couldn't control the desolation force within its body and directly shouted.
"Eaves Wu, what's wrong? what's wrong?" It was rare for Zhou Xi to arrive a little late. He was so scared by Wu Hai's voice that he almost fell down.
With his excellent balance ability, he finally stabilized himself and hurried to the entrance of master chef Restaurant. He saw Wu Hai squatting there helplessly. The shadow behind him was almost concretized, looking very gloomy.
It added a bit of chill to the winter morning for no reason. Zhou Xi subconsciously stabilized his impulse to shiver, and then he saw a very conspicuous white paper.
[Leave request
In view of the fact that I have an extremely important banquet to attend in the next three days, I hereby take a three-day leave. The restaurant will open as usual after three days.
[The final explanation is reserved by master chef Restaurant.]
Now Zhou Xi finally knew what had happened. However, he had no way to deal with such a thing. He could only squat at the door with Wu Hai in the same posture as broth.
"Eaves Wu, what are you doing?" Zhou Xi couldn't help asking when he saw Wu Hai suddenly stand up.
"I'll go to the back door to take a look. " Wu Hai said without even turning his head.
When the customers that came in after him didn't see the familiar Wu Hai, they knew that something was wrong from his familiar posture. Then, they saw the leave request notice with trembling hands.
"Sigh, I wanted to grab some breakfast this morning."
"Stop sighing. Boss Yuan must have something urgent to ask for leave."
"I understand, but what does this have to do with me sighing about not being able to eat the breakfast of master chef Restaurant?"
"Eh, it doesn't seem to be related."
All of a sudden, the whole taoqi road was filled with groans and complaints. Their resentment was almost materializing. However, since Yuan Zhou wasn't here, they couldn't do anything about it. The others could only find something to fill their stomachs. The master chef Restaurant was closed, but the other restaurants weren 't.
As for Yuan Zhou, he had already prepared to board the plane and was waiting in the waiting room with Mr. MA. Perhaps Mr. MA had specially instructed him or the assistant was smarter, but the plane ticket this time was for the first class cabin.
Yuan Zhou also let out a sigh of relief in the heart. He was worried that Mr. MA couldn't bear the bumpy journey due to his old age, but now he was relieved a little.
All of a sudden, Yuan Zhou felt a chill all over his body. It should be because the weather was too cold ... It was definitely not because of any other reason.
The reason why Yuan Zhou didn't inform Wu Hai in advance was that both su Ruoyan and Mao Ye had gotten the news last night. After all, he was quite smart. If he told them in advance, Wu Hai alone would have suffered enough, let alone many Wu HAIs. He couldn't even think of that.
It was quiet now, and everyone was happy.
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The chef yang of the knife-sealing feast this time lived in Guangdong Province. Therefore, Yuan Zhou and the others were going to go to e city in Guangdong Province this time. Regardless of whether it was in ancient times or modern times, e city occupied an important economic and military position.
"Ahem ... Old Yang is good at Chaozhou, Dongjiang, and Beijing cuisines. I think the knife-sealing feast this time will be mainly based on Beijing cuisines, with the other two cuisines as secondary cuisines. His plum cuisine feast is the best, but of course, I don't think there will be any new dishes." Mr. Ma's expression was a bit disapproving.
"I know." Yuan Zhou knew that Mr. MA was giving him some advice, thus he nodded his head quite seriously.
"Other than old Yang, the other two Royal Chef families will definitely come as well. Old GE, who is good at Shandong cuisine, and old Mo, who is good at Jiangsu cuisine. These two old men are quite good at cooking. You can see for yourself when the time comes. Of course, they are not as good as old Zhuo." Mr. MA revealed a smile on his face.
Apparently, he was more relaxed when talking about his old friends. Mr. Ma's poker face softened a bit.
"However, with your level, it shouldn't be a problem, especially su cuisine. You can also learn about Lu cuisine." Mr. MA added again.
Zhou Shijie expressed his concern awkwardly. Previously, when Yuan Zhou served the Lu cuisines, Zhou Shijie also showed off in front of Mr. MA. Naturally, Mr. MA also went to eat there once.
"Thank you, Mr. MA," Yuan Zhou thanked him sincerely.
Having such an elder to guide him at all times was considered lucky. Yuan Zhou had always felt that he was very lucky. Although he couldn't get to where he was today without his own efforts, he also couldn't get away from the support of many elders.
"I'm just afraid that you'll embarrass me. You should think about it. " Mr. MA pulled a long face.
As long as he said something with good intentions, it would definitely be a disaster. Was it really good to be so arrogant at such an old age?
Just like that, the two of them exchanged words and soon it was time to board the plane.
The journey from Chengdu to e city was usually about two and a half hours. Therefore, Yuan Zhou and Mr. MA arrived at e city very soon after they got on the plane.
After finding the car that he had booked in advance, Yuan Zhou took Mr. MA to the hotel and settled down there.
The saber-sealing banquet was to be held tomorrow. Unlike ordinary banquets, the saber-sealing banquet was divided into two parts, a small banquet and a big banquet.
This was a special name for the knife-sealing feast. The so-called small feast only had six dishes, three cold and three hot, alternating between cold and hot, symbolizing the hard process of learning cooking. Then came the big feast, which was full of hot dishes and desserts, usually in the number of nine-nine, with at least nine dishes. The emphasis was on thirty-six dishes, and the last must be a dessert, which meant auspicious.
These were all the things that Mr. MA had explained to Yuan Zhou on the way here. If Mr. MA really didn't say anything, Yuan Zhou would indeed know a little about it. The modern knife-sealing banquet had been extinct for a long time.
Of course, it was also because of head chef Yang's reputation and high culinary skills, which made people even more eager to try.
According to Mr. MA, there were not only the four great Royal chefs but also several outstanding chefs of various departments in this knife-sealing banquet. They were all old friends. However, according to Mr. MA, Yuan Zhou didn't need to pay attention to these people as their culinary skills were just as good as his.
It was already noon when they settled down in the hotel. Yuan Zhou checked the nearby food stores and selected a restaurant with special characteristics to have a meal with Mr. MA. Although the taste wasn't very good, they both finished their meal.
In the following time, he just had to wait for the knife-sealing banquet to start and try the local delicacies while he was at it. They were all authentic Cantonese dishes, which also gave Yuan Zhou some new ideas.
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