Gourmet Food Supplier

Naturally, Yuan Zhou and Yin ya had no idea what Wu Hai was thinking. However, Yin ya left 20 minutes later than usual today because of the iron plate squid.

Yuan Zhou didn't see Yin ya off until 3:50 am.

As soon as he left, Yuan Zhou came back and tidied up the table. After that, he began to practice his cooking skills.

While Yuan Zhou's restaurant was peaceful and quiet, there were a lot of discussions about Yuan Zhou's new dish of Cantonese cuisine outside.

The reposts and comments under the official account of Yuan Zhou's restaurant had already exceeded 100000 people. After all, Yuan Zhou was a man who had been on the hot search.

Moreover, the announcement of the Cantonese cuisine this time was made at the same time as the official media, so the momentum was naturally even greater.

Not to mention the fact that the official Weibo of Yuan Zhou's restaurant had updated the dishes of Cantonese cuisine and then forwarded them by a group of certified chefs or cooking institutions, even the ice sculptures of the Carpenter's cooked Wheaten food and the ceramic artists didn't let go of this opportunity.

They all reposted it together, so there were even more people discussing it.

It was the food group established by Yuan Zhou's restaurant that was having a lively discussion. The news was 999+ every minute. Due to the explosion of news, many lurkers also came up.

Zhang Daming was a long-time lurker. His online name was Mr. Rice bucket. He joined the group very early, because he was originally Sun Ming's netizen.

He was one of Sun Ming's friends in the glutton group chat. He was also a rich second generation otaku. He had only come to Yuan Zhou's restaurant to eat several times in the early days.

He had fallen head over heels for Yuan Zhou's God-tier egg fried rice. However, due to his otaku nature, he had gone to Akihabara, Japan, and stayed there for almost three years. He had never used this account and only returned to China recently.

As soon as he returned to the country, he found that Yuan Zhou had already become a national level expert. Even the Japanese newspapers had reported about him. Therefore, the moment he got off the plane, he hurriedly boarded the old account to see the situation.

[I'm back after diving for ten thousand years. I found that boss Yuan has released many new dishes, such as Sichuan cuisine, Jiangsu cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Guizhou cuisine and Yunnan cuisine.] Mr. Rice bucket

[The prefix is very well used. It seems that you have indeed been lurking for tens of thousands of years. Other than Cantonese food, everything else has been out for a long time.] Qianmen Xiaobai

[I want to eat Cantonese cuisine. I feel that there is no authentic Cantonese cuisine in our Chengdu. But now that boss Yuan has me, I'm not afraid of him anymore.] Dream Devourer demon monarch

[I'm looking forward to boss Yuan serving all eight major cuisines. After all, a family should be United.] If I don't become a Buddha, I'll become a devil

Speaking of the eight major cuisines, there had never been anyone who was proficient in all of them since ancient times. However, Yuan Zhou had a high chance of doing so.

As time went on, Yuan Zhou would be able to add the foreign cuisines to the list of the eight major cuisines.

"Cantonese food is not bad, right? I'm not sure if you've ever tried it before, but I have. It's just that I almost squeezed my shoes out when I was queuing. I suggest that you bring your own shoes when you go to eat in the next two days." Ergou

[I'm so poor that I don't want to talk. I want to save money and go home for the new year. Why are you making things difficult for me at this time? I want to eat Cantonese cuisine. I want to eat boss Yuan's dishes. Cross it out. It's written wrong. I want to eat boss Yuan's dishes.] Moon cup shadow

Because of zhanyue Wanying's one sentence of wanting to eat boss Yuan, the group of senior members, Jiang Changxi, Tang Xi and the others, were directly blown out.

After all, how could they miss such a big event like eating boss Yuan?

Just when everyone was talking about Yuan Zhou instead of Cantonese cuisine, Mr. Good-for-nothing, also known as Zhang Daming, sent a message silently that he was going to eat tonight.

As soon as this comment was posted, the replies immediately followed by many other comments.

While those people were going to eat the new dishes of Yuan Zhou's restaurant on the internet, there were also many people who thought so in reality.

There was even a rather special person. She wasn't a young person, but an old woman with white hair.

She was wearing a dark brown down jacket, black tights, and a pair of flat-heeled black leather shoes. She was reading the newspaper seriously.

What she was reading was exactly the newspaper that Yuan Zhou used to attend the exchange meeting, on which Yuan Zhou's basic resume was written.

She raised her voice and said,"Yangyang, after you're done with your homework, I'll bring you out for some Cantonese food. It's almost the new year. Let's have a good meal to celebrate. Haven't you been asking to eat chicken with scallion oil for a long time?" This chicken with scallion oil is a Cantonese dish. "

"Alright, I'll listen to you, mom." The one who replied was a middle-aged man with a fair face and no beard, who looked to be in his forties.

"Yangyang, why did you come out? You've finished your homework?" The old woman put down the newspaper and looked at the man sternly.

"Hehe, I'm just worried that you'll be bored reading the newspaper alone, so I'm here to keep you company. I've already finished my homework." The middle-aged man scratched his head and said with a smile.

"You're so filial. You should read more books. Otherwise, you can't read too little." After being coaxed, the old grandma was no longer angry and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll definitely listen to you and read more." The middle-aged man nodded, then put his hands on the old lady's shoulders to make her sit down. He took a plate of red strawberries from the side and handed it to her.

"Mom, please eat." The middle-aged man said.

"What are you eating? it's getting late. Let's go. Mom will take you to eat chicken with scallion oil." The old woman took a strawberry as a gesture, but she still turned around and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth. Then she stood up again and said,"

"Sure. I heard that there's a long line at boss Yuan's restaurant. Mom, can you do it?" The middle-aged man looked up at the clock and asked.

"Go to hell. I'm still young. I'm only middle-aged. How can I be overwhelmed by the queue?" The old woman hit her son in a bad mood.

This time, she patted the middle-aged man's arm. The old woman was puzzled. She turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man. "You've gained a lot of weight. "

"Yes, because you raised it well, mom. Didn't you take me to eat my favorite chicken with scallion oil today?" The middle-aged man chuckled and changed the topic, obviously very experienced.

The old lady smiled and did not pursue the matter of her weight gain. She followed the middle-aged man out.

This was an old residential area, which used to be the staff dormitory of a steel mill. Although it looked a bit shabby and the planning and greenery were not good, it was full of human feelings. The mother and son had a strange conversation. When they went downstairs, everyone greeted them warmly.

"Big sister Xin, where are you bringing yang yang to at this time?"

"Big sister Xin is downstairs? Do you play mahjong?"

"Big sister Xin, what are you planning to eat tonight?"

"How is big sister Xin recently? You haven't been downstairs for two days. "

In the face of these warm greetings, the old lady called sister Xin rejected them all seriously.

"I'm not playing mahjong. I have to save money for my Yangyang to go to college. "

"Bring Yangyang to eat that chicken with scallion oil. He loves to eat that."

"Don't talk nonsense. Who hasn't been downstairs for two days? I'm working every day. "

The old lady, who was called sister Xin, replied while yang yang, who was the middle-aged man, stood beside her. She smiled and nodded at everyone, her eyes filled with gratitude.

It wasn't until the two of them walked out of the small old community that the people who greeted them sighed about their filial piety, good children, and what a pity.

However, the mother and son didn't hear him at all when they walked far away. They directly went to Yuan Zhou's restaurant.