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Dean's smile did not stop throughout the entire journey. In Moliere's impression, he did not like to smile that much.

"Could it be that you have a match with Chu?" Moliere felt that this was a very happy thing.

"Why do you say that?" Dean was fantasizing about the wonderful taste of the all-fish banquet, and he was a little dumbfounded by this sudden turn of events.

He had been in China for more than two years and had had two all-fish banquets, both on his birthday. He had enjoyed all-fish banquets on Gabriel's birthday alone and never treated anyone to one. It was like Grandet's reincarnation.

To be honest, the double-standard dog was referring to Dean. Compared to him, the way he had hidden himself and ate alone during his own birthday party was no different.

"If you were so happy, I would have thought that you could compete with Chu li." Mo Li said sorrowfully.

"No, I'm just happy to see you. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so I'm naturally happy to see you." Dean said with deep affection.

"Eh? Oh, oh. " Moliere had no idea when they had become so close.

"By the way, have you thought about what to eat at master chef Restaurant tonight?" Dean said.

Moliere said,""We'll definitely have dinner together. Lead the way, I'm not familiar with them anyway. "

"But I will definitely find an opportunity to challenge Chu li and defeat him." Moliere said with confidence.

When Dean saw Moliere at this moment, he felt as if he was looking at his past self, ignorant and fearless.

The more he saw in master chef Restaurant, the more he knew that there was a huge gap between people.

To be honest, Dean had already had a clear understanding that he might not be able to catch up with Chu Xiao in his lifetime. However, Chu Xiao was still his lifetime goal, just like Yuan Zhou was Chu Xiao's lifetime goal.

As for why he didn't chase after Yuan Zhou, Dean knew himself very well. He hadn't even learned how to walk yet. If he wanted to learn how to run, it would simply go against the law of nature.

Having witnessed Yuan Zhou's power, Dean had no other thoughts except to stay there and eat all day long.

"Alright, I'll make the arrangements later." Even though Dean had a myriad of thoughts, he would still grasp the main point.

He said that it was better to see it with his own eyes than to have more.

After leading the way, they left the airport. Dean had driven here, so he put the luggage in the car, started the car, and drove home.

After sitting quietly in the car for a while, Moliere couldn't sit still anymore. He wanted to collect more information to see if it could increase the success rate of his trip.

"Yuan has become quite famous in Europe recently. Many people have heard of him, especially since the bogus cooking competition is coming up. I have news that Yuan will be participating." Moliere whispered.

"His cooking skills are pretty good. He's indeed going to participate in a competition. It's an invitation from August himself, and I heard that there's a group, led by Vice-President ju man Li, preparing to form an alliance to fight against Yuan." Dean said.

"What? Form an alliance to resist?" "Why do you want to form an alliance?" Moliere asked.

"They know that they are no match for head chef Yuan one-on-one, so this bogus world cooking competition is going to be interesting." "You'll know when we eat tonight. How about fish? "Dean's tone changed.

After saying that, Dean pondered in his heart, could it be that Moliere was after Yuan?

Dean felt that Moliere shouldn't be so stupid. Even if he didn't know how awesome Yuan Zhou was, he should at least know that Yuan Zhou was on the same level as Chu Xiao.

Even if he wanted to be cannon fodder, this wasn't the way to do it. It was simply sending himself to his death.

"I don't eat fish. You know I don't like fish." Moliere's face was full of disdain.

Dean was overjoyed when he saw this. It was best if Moliere didn't eat fish. The ten dishes of the all-fish banquet were just enough for his appetite. It was great that Moliere didn't eat.

However, it could not be too obvious. Dean did not show it on his face at all. "It's okay, Moliere. You can order whatever you want to eat. Don't worry, it's my treat."

"Alright, but there's one thing I need to make clear first. From now on, you can just call me by my Chinese name, Feng Ma. That's even better. After all, this is China." Moliere felt that it would be better to get used to it now.

"You actually thought of a Chinese name yourself. That's amazing. How did Feng Ma come up with it?" Dean said.

"I was just thinking about it." Moliere would definitely not reveal his true thoughts.

The two of them then talked about the meaning of the Chinese names along the way. When they arrived at Dean's house, Moliere had a casual meal and went to bed.

Dean, on the other hand, personally went to master chef Restaurant to make a reservation for the all-fish banquet in the evening. A welcome dinner was a legitimate reason, so Yuan Zhou agreed directly, which almost made Dean become a 200-pound fatty.

"How good is their relationship to be so happy?" Looking at Dean leaving with a smile on his face, Yuan Zhou sighed with emotion.

He still had a deep impression of this France chef, not only because of the baby cow incident, but also because this guy came to the restaurant to eat every three to five days. He was one of the regular diners, so he was naturally familiar with him.

Yuan Zhou's attention was not on Dean for too long. He continued to focus on the study of the ancient book. He had made some progress earlier and tried to cook a dish, but he could only match the first half of the description, which was considered a failure.

"It's indeed difficult to be in a bad mood. It's better to be perfect." Yuan Zhou muttered.

An idea flashed through his mind. Perfect, perfect? Su Dongpo! Maybe I can try. "

Yuan Zhou felt that he had grasped a bit of inspiration. He immediately stood up and put the ancient book aside. Then, he entered the kitchen, intending to try new ideas and record them in the notebook.

Half of the notes had been recorded in the new notebook. This was the new notebook that Yuan Zhou had prepared when he was studying this dish. Now that he had recorded more than half of the notes, it was obvious that he had practiced it more than once or twice.

It was extremely difficult to test it out without any beginning or end of the record. However, Yuan Zhou felt it was very challenging. As long as he had nothing else to do, he would basically study the dishes except for practicing his cutting skills.

This time, Yuan Zhou used nine kinds of eggs and fish to make this dish, which was exactly 10 ingredients. Unfortunately, although the final dish was delicious, it didn't match the description of two lines.

"It seems that I still have to wait and see. However, I'm already very close to the correct answer." Yuan Zhou thought about it silently.

Soon, a familiar ringing sound interrupted Yuan Zhou's thoughts. It was time to prepare the ingredients for dinner.

While Yuan Zhou began to prepare the ingredients for dinner, Moliere was also preparing with Dean and was about to line up. Dean was the one who urged Moliere to get ready to set off.

"When Do We Eat? we're leaving now?"

Moliere had originally planned to take a rest before visiting Yuan Zhou and talking about the matter of acknowledging Yuan Zhou as his master. But now, his plan couldn't keep up with the changes.

"The meal starts at Sixo' clock, but business is good, so you have to go early to line up." Dean said.

Moliere knew that reservations were not allowed at master chef Restaurant, so he was two points faster and finished the meal in a few moments.

When the two of them arrived at Taoxi road, Moliere finally realized that Dean was not exaggerating at all.

When they arrived, it was only close to 5:15 am, but there were already many people. Seeing Dean leading him to stand by the roadside as if he was very familiar with the place and preparing to line up at any time, Moliere's curiosity about Yuan Zhou reached its peak.

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