2695 The delayed talent

Two days would pass by in the blink of an eye for ordinary people, especially for many people who had a fast Saturday and Sunday.

For the customers of the restaurant, two days were indeed too long without Yuan Zhou's delicacies. As they counted the time, they felt as if the days were passing by like years. This was also the reason why the customers were so enthusiastic every time Yuan Zhou came back from a rest.

Master GE, on the other hand, had changed his plan because of Yuan Zhou's leave of absence. When he had first met master Qin, he had intended to go straight to the restaurant to have a meal first. He had never expected that he would meet master Qin and that Yuan Zhou had taken leave of absence. As such, he had no choice but to wait for the next day.

He had been waiting for a long time, but master GE felt that he was going to turn into a mushroom if he waited any longer. He really couldn't wait any longer, so he went to the restaurant early in the morning to wait for breakfast.

If they wanted to have breakfast, master GE would have set off early in the morning. However, there was always a higher mountain. Since master GE got up early, the enthusiasm of the customers who hadn't tasted Yuan Zhou's delicacies for two days was also unimaginable.

When master GE arrived, he found that there were already many people. It was only about seven in the morning.

This was the first time master GE had seen such a long queue. There was once a large supermarket event and a group of uncles and aunties were waiting in line to buy discounted items. They were afraid that they would be late and there would be nothing left.

However, the people in front of him were either in suits or dresses. One look and he could tell that they were white-collar and gold-collared workers. There were also many who looked like they had extraordinary status, but they were all very obedient in the queue.

"I guess only master Yuan is capable of such a feat." Master GE sighed and quickly joined the queue, afraid that he would be surpassed by the people behind him if he was too late.

Of course, master GE's worries were not groundless. He had just stepped into the line and had not even stood firm when people behind him had already lined up.

It was really just a 0.1 second difference. It was too thrilling and exciting. Even if master GE was already very calm, he could not help but want to celebrate at this time.

It really wasn't easy!

"I wonder what kind of breakfast boss Yuan has prepared for us today. There will definitely be a surprise."

"No matter what breakfast it is, as long as it's made by head chef Yuan, I will like it."

"Everyone loves head chef Yuan's breakfast. However, it would be even better if it's the beef buns that I like."

"I think we should keep an eye on Mr. Wu. He must know what breakfast is."

After everyone lined up, they relaxed and began to talk in low voices.

After two days of reunion, everyone was very happy. They unconsciously talked a little more, and of course, the topic of conversation was most likely about the variety of breakfast.

Master GE, who happened to hear the conversation, couldn't help guessing what kind of breakfast it was. It was known that he had missed Yuan Zhou's delicacies for more than a day or two. He could still restrain himself at first, but now, standing outside the restaurant, he felt that the strength in his body could no longer be controlled.

Hu Qingshan was just as excited as master GE. Ever since he ate the golden thread oil Pagoda cooked by Yuan Zhou once, he couldn't forget it. As a person who had witnessed the rise of an authentic restaurant, he really liked the golden thread oil Pagoda cooked by Yuan Zhou.

Of course, as a native of Qin province, it would be strange for a native of Sichuan to eat the authentic golden line oil tower. However, it was only natural for Yuan Zhou to eat it.

"Boss Yuan, do you know how to cook the Golden line oil Pagoda today? it would be great if you know how to cook it."

Then, Hu Qingshan began to pray devoutly in his heart. From the deities of the East to the deities of the West, he hoped that he would be able to eat the breakfast that he had been longing for.

Every time he was able to come to the store for breakfast, Hu Qingshan would pray like this. Of course, although he had always done so, he had never succeeded even once. Even if he had to do some last-minute Buddha's foot, he still had to see what kind of Buddha's foot he was doing.

For someone like Hu Qingshan, who randomly hugged people, it was probably impossible for his wishes to come true. As a person who had the blind confidence that his genius cooking talent was delayed by programming, Hu Qingshan had privately gone back to practice making golden thread oil tower.

As a master of instant noodles, he was quite confident in himself at the beginning. After all, if he could cook the instant noodles well, then the Golden line oil tower wouldn't be a problem at all. After all, his thinking was the same as Yuan Zhou's and he was definitely talented.

Sometimes, the brain told you that he knew how to do it, but the hands told you that he didn't know how to do it. Therefore, after wasting several bags of flour and eating pimple soup for a long time, Hu Qingshan finally recognized one fact.

"It seems that even though I have some talent, I still can't catch up with boss Yuan. The skeleton bones have already fully developed. If I can train them from a young age, I should still have some achievements. As expected, programming has delayed me."

When he failed to make the dishes himself and always felt that it was not right to eat the dishes made by others, he naturally would pray to the gods and Buddha to ask Yuan Zhou to make them again. Although he didn't succeed even once, Hu Qingshan never got tired of it.

Hu Qingshan's position was slightly further back than master GE 's. There were two people between the two of them, so they did not communicate.

Soon, as su Ruoyan announced that it was time for breakfast, the customers became active instantly, especially those in the first line. They immediately followed Wu Hai's actions and walked into the restaurant.

Although Hu Qingshan and master GE did not arrive so early, they were still in the first line, so they did not have to envy those who could enter.

"Today's meal is rice noodle soup and oil doughnuts. If you don't want to eat, you can ask. " Yuan Zhou said.

"Oil tower?" Hu Qingshan wondered if the various gods and Buddhas had heard his prayers, so he could eat the Golden line oil tower today.

Life's ups and downs were too fast, and he was a little caught off guard. It felt unreal, and he really didn't know what to say.

"Brother, boss Yuan mentioned the Golden line oil tower just now, right?" Hu Qingshan nudged the person beside him with his elbow and asked in a low voice.

He was also a man of honor. He definitely asked the question immediately after Yuan Zhou said it was not good. Wasn't he saying that he was old and had bad hearing?

Her hair was already starting to protest from working overtime, so she was particularly sensitive to the word 'old', so she asked for help from the people around her.

Master GE was sitting next to him. He didn't look very old. His hair was black and there were few wrinkles on his face. It would be believable if someone who didn't know him said that he was only in his fifties.

Master GE's hair had been dyed. His real age was already far from 60, not far from 70, but his mentality was young.

Being called a brother by Hu Qingshan, he was exceptionally happy. He immediately answered his question and even repeated Yuan Zhou's words enthusiastically and thoughtfully,""Today's dishes are rice noodle soup and oil Pagoda. If you don't want to eat it, you can say so. Master Yuan said so. Although the words are similar, he didn't say golden line oil Pagoda. "

Master GE was so happy that he almost gave a literary interpretation to express his feelings.

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