2085 The tool Dean

Yuan Zhou added that he had specially informed the boss of the noodle shop that he wouldn't be eating noodles today because he was going to eat green dough for breakfast. He remembered his promise very clearly.

It was especially lively during lunch. Besides Dean who had obtained Yuan Zhou's consent to come here to learn the unique skill yesterday, there were also Moliere, Huang Fei and Liu Li.

Having visited Yuan Zhou twice, Moliere felt that there was a way when there was a will. The most important thing was that the delicacies were too delicious!

As for Huang Fei and Liu Li, they were fine. They just missed the food at chef's restaurant, so they came to eat together. This was the advantage of living in Chengdu.

"Liu Li, how's your business?" Huang Fei asked.

"My business is good." "But recently, I found many restaurants using the name of head chef Yuan's disciple," Liu Li said.

"I also saw two. You don't have to tell head chef Yuan about this." Huang Fei said after some thought.

Liu Li, who used to be fat but was now skinny, nodded,""I think so too. It's fine if the name of the restaurant follows the trend, but there's a problem if it's called 'Yuan Zhou's disciple'. I'll contact Chairman Cheng to deal with it."

"Yeah, I think it'll work," Huang Fei nodded.

They were chatting in the queue.

"Dean, my friend, is it your birthday soon?" Moliere suddenly asked.

"There's still a month left. Why? are you going to celebrate with me?" Dean said.

"You've helped me a lot since I entered the industry. I still remember that once, my restaurant was maliciously criticized. If you hadn't borrowed money to tide me over, my restaurant would have been confiscated by those bank vampires."

"Hey, my friend. It's nothing." Dean could not stand the sudden sentiment.

"Although I've been in Lyon all these years, I haven't celebrated your birthday properly. I feel guilty as a friend." Mo liai changed the topic."Come to the restaurant on your birthday. I'll reserve an all-fish banquet for you. You don't have to invite anyone else. Let's have a good meal."

The emotional atmosphere was instantly broken, and Dean came back to his senses, so there were always people who wanted to snatch his all-fish banquet.

"Moliere, I thought you didn't like to eat fish. Actually, it doesn't matter if we celebrate our relationship or not. There's no need to spend money. I can live on my own." Dean said.

What a joke, if one person wasn't enough to eat, he would have to bring another. Wasn't he asking for trouble?

In fact, this was Dean's fault. The number of all-fish banquets varied according to the number of people.

"It's true that I don't like to eat fish. Yesterday, I only ate a grilled fish on the street. But how can the fish cooked by head chef Yuan be any ordinary fish?" "Dean, I'll be frank with you about our relationship," Moriarty said."I just want to try the all-fish banquet. Your birthday is probably coming up soon, so don't think it's too much trouble. You can just come when the time comes. It's fine if you don't want to eat."

She was too straightforward, so straightforward that Dean could not refute her for a moment. He felt that the small boat of friendship would capsize today.

He had to learn how to set the plate with a carp before going on the show. He could only put aside other things that would cause more trouble, so Dean did not say anything.

"Alright, we'll talk about it when the time comes." Dean was the first to agree.

Moliere nodded his head in satisfaction. If he could learn how to cook fish from Yuan Zhou, he would really have a bright future when he went back to Europe. Of course, he had not forgotten his original intention.

Most Europeans ate sea fish because it had fewer bones. Moliere felt that he could change their eating habits.

"I heard that head chef Yuan has red wine to drink, right? have you tried it before?" Moliere asked again.

At the mention of this matter, Dean's face almost turned green. This was the cause of the incident.

During his two years in China, Dean had been very positive about the rules and programs of the restaurant. He had even participated in Yuan Zhou's first sports meeting not long ago. Although he didn't get any ranking, his participation was still important.

Since the red wine had been available more than a year ago, Dean had often come to draw the lottery in the hope of drinking the top-grade wine provided by Yuan Zhou.

As a French, he had done a lot of research on red wine and was also very fond of it. He often wanted to have a few glasses, so he was very active in the lottery.

However, being positive did not mean that it would be effective. Although Dean was European in this life, he had to be an African in his previous life.

After drawing for more than a year, he had never gotten it even once. That's right, not even once!

Dean had also been named the store's Supreme instigator. The only time he had been close to winning the lottery was when he had come to have breakfast with Gabriel. He had won the lottery, but he had not won. Gabriel, who came later, had won.

By right, Dean should have been able to drink some of Gabriel's wine, but he was urgently summoned back to France that day. He had to deal with the matters there personally, which made Dean so depressed that he almost sacrificed his blood for the heavens.

To Dean, the wine of this master chef Restaurant had become an existence that he could only look up to but not reach.

Therefore, Dean had not participated in the lucky draw for almost a month now. He washed his hands every day, hoping to wash away his impure Qi and have a chance to change his luck.

Moliere was really "rubbing it in."

"Why are you asking this?" Dean's tone was not very good, but he was definitely not depressed.

"I feel like drinking some red wine. The wine provided by head chef Yuan should be very delicious." Moliere was also a person who liked to drink.

"You can draw a lottery in the morning. You can only drink it if you get it." Although he was unwilling, Dean still answered honestly.

"I came here for breakfast this morning, but I didn't see any lottery draws." Mo liai said with a frown.

"Then it should be because it's going to rain tonight. Head chef Yuan is preparing to sell the BBQ." Dean thought for a moment.

No matter what questions Moliere asked, he could answer them all, and they were all correct.

In the morning, when Yuan Zhou got up, the system told him that it would rain tonight.

"It's going to rain tonight?" Moliere looked up at the sun, which wasn't very hot, but still had a sense of existence. He thought that deenmo was still sleeping.

"That's right. Head chef Yuan is really amazing. His prediction of the weather is very accurate. If he says it will rain, it will definitely rain." Dean nodded with certainty.

Moliere looked at Dean with a strange expression. After a moment of silence, he said,""I've seen head chef Yuan's superb culinary skills with my own eyes. Indeed, there are very few people in the world who can match his culinary skills. However, don't you think that he's overestimating the weather? Don't make anyone a legend. "

He heard Moliere continue to say in a serious tone,""From what I know, apart from his culinary skills, head chef yuan can also sculpt. He is already a genius among geniuses."

Dean gave Moliere a meaningful look and said,""We don't have much time anyway. We'll see at night. I'm planning to have some barbeque. Do you want to come? head chef Yuan's grilled fish is also very delicious."

"Sure, let's do it together." Although Moliere did not believe it, Dean was right. It could be verified very soon, so there was no need to argue.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for lunch. Following Yuan Zhou's instructions, Dean directly sat down near the partition and ordered the sweet and sour carp. He intended to open his eyes wide and try his best to look at the dish. If he couldn't do it once, he would watch it a few more times. It shouldn't be a problem.

Moliere tacitly sat beside Dean. Although he did not know what Dean was going to do, it did not stop him from learning. After all, Dean knew more about the store than Moliere, so there was no harm in following Dean.

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