Gourmet Food Supplier

"Hahaha, carp, stand up." After Dean returned home and had an all-fish banquet, he was prepared to have a good rest.

However, her mind was filled with the amazing plate presentation of the sweet and sour carp, so she started to prepare it when she got home.

But ..."Pa", the carp fell onto the plate.

"I remember that head chef Yuan is also like that." Dean changed his position and did it again.

The result was still the same, it still didn't stand up.

Dean thought hard about his question, and then came to a possible conclusion."Is the size of the fish wrong?"

With a serious expression, as if he had encountered a century-long problem, he stared at the carp with deep hatred, trying to figure out what the problem was.

"No, I must learn this cooking skill. I must." After a long while, Dean, who refused to believe it, continued to try.

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"Today's business time ends. Please come earlier tomorrow. " Yuan Zhou said the closing words at the last second without any delay.

The customers were very used to this. Those who were familiar with Yuan Zhou would say hello before leaving, and those who were not so familiar with him would also go out and leave in a well-behaved manner.

The restaurant that was bustling with customers just a moment ago became quiet after a short while. Everyone was waiting for the opening of the pub time.

After seeing su Ruoyan off at the door, Yuan Zhou shifted his gaze to the person he couldn't ignore. The main reason was that Moliere was too tall. With a height of nearly two meters, he was able to attract the attention of most people.

"Hello, head chef Yuan. I'm Feng Ma, a good friend of Chu Xiao. I've made an appointment with you to visit him. Today, I'm having a meal with my friend, so I wanted to say hello to you first." Moliere walked over politely.

He bowed slightly to show his respect and spoke in English instead of his mother tongue, French. After all, English was one of the world's common languages.

Moliere himself didn't realize that his attitude towards Yuan Zhou had changed completely. Previously, he had indeed respected Yuan Zhou, a chef whose cooking skills were slightly better than Chu Yao 's.

However, after the edification of one meal, as a genius chef, he knew how much of a genius Yuan Zhou was.

Moliere's current attitude towards Yuan Zhou was basically that of a senior.

"Welcome. I wonder if you're here for a vacation or to exchange cooking skills?" Yuan Zhou asked proficiently.

Too many great chefs came to the master chef Restaurant. Yuan Zhou was quite used to such a thing happening every one or two days.

However, since Feng Ma knew Chu Xiao, Yuan Zhou still had to show him some respect. He invited Chu Xiao in and poured him a cup of water before he started to ask.

"Head chef Yuan, I would like to be your disciple." Mo liai stood up and said sincerely.

Moliere said this in stiff Chinese, mixed with the unique accent of foreigners speaking Huaxia.

Moliere had specially found someone to record this sentence in order to show his sincerity. He had practiced it repeatedly for a week to achieve this result.

"Did you just say that you want to acknowledge me as your master?" Yuan Zhou asked in surprise.

It was reasonable for Yuan Zhou to have doubts. Although many people came to seek a master, most of them were domestic chefs. Some were from abroad, but only from Asia. Had his reputation already spread so far to Europe?

"It seems that completing the main mission isn't just a dream. Qin cuisine should be right in front of me." Yuan Zhou was quite happy in the heart.

"Yes, I want to be head chef Yuan's disciple and learn how to defeat Chu li." Mo liai couldn't keep his mouth shut and revealed his purpose.

"Defeat Chu Xiao? Take me as your master?" Did Yuan Zhou think there was any connection between the two?

"Yes, only magic can defeat magic. At the same time, only a genius can defeat a genius. Head chef Yuan is a cooking genius without a doubt. If I can learn a few things, my cooking skills will definitely improve greatly." Moliere said in a serious tone.

What she said was so reasonable that Yuan Zhou actually couldn't refute her. But what did it mean for magic to defeat magic?

"I'm very happy to be recognized by you, but I refuse. I don't know much about French food yet, so I can't teach you anything. " Yuan Zhou refused.

Currently, Yuan Zhou mainly served new dishes and steak in foreign cuisines.

Although he had already predicted the outcome, Moliere still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Yuan Zhou's refusal with his own ears. However, his usual gentlemanly demeanor didn't allow him to continue pestering Yuan Zhou.

Taking a deep breath, Moliere quickly regained his composure.""I think head chef Yuan's culinary skills are already quite outstanding. There must be a lot for me to learn. I will come again in the future. Thank you for your hospitality. Goodbye."

Moliere bowed to Yuan Zhou politely and then left without waiting for Yuan Zhou to ask him to stay.

"System, am I famous in Europe now? look, even a French chef came to ask me to be his master." While Yuan Zhou went upstairs to change his clothes, he shared his joy with the system.

The system displayed,"congratulations."

"Just congratulations?" "Give me something substantial," Yuan Zhou asked.

The system was as quiet as a chicken.

After passing the sobering set meal to Mao Ye, Yuan Zhou took out the new recipe book that Zong mo had brought over and started reading.

While he was practicing carpentry a few days ago, Yuan Zhou had carved a dog based on Romeo. That day, Zong mo happened to walk by while holding Romeo's hand and he saw the dog. It was so lifelike. If not for the fact that Romeo was in his hand at that time and the size wasn't right, he would have thought that Romeo was lying there on his own.

Then, Zong mo asked for the sculpture. Yuan Zhou didn't mind and gave it to him directly. Who knew that the next day, Zong mo would bring over a thin recipe book, saying that he had received it when he went to collect the antiques some time ago as a thank you gift for the sculpture. He put it down and left.

The whole article was only about 30 pages and was very thin. He didn't know what was written in it. Since he was free today, Yuan Zhou took it out and had a look.

"I seem to have forgotten something?" Just as he picked up the ancient book, Yuan Zhou somehow felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Woof woof woof, woof woof woof, woof woof!"

Suddenly, the meowing of the rice was heard. Yuan Zhou immediately stood up and walked out. The moment he walked out, he saw the rice that had been lying in the nest and not moving much was now standing not far away from the nest and spinning in circles. From time to time, it even meowed and appeared to be very irritated.

When Yuan Zhou saw the appearance of the rice, he stared at its big belly and then patted his own forehead,""I'm really too busy. It's almost two months. The rice should be raw by now. Could it be today?"

Looking at the rice that didn't stop, Yuan Zhou guessed. Then, he found that the dinner that he had poured for it had been finished.

Originally, Yuan Zhou had intended to send the rice to the pet Hospital to wait for the delivery. He felt it would be safer that way.

However, the doctor suggested that the rice should be produced in a place he was familiar with. This way, he would not be nervous and would help with the smooth delivery.

It had happened five days ago. If it wasn't for the sound of the rice just now, Yuan Zhou would have almost forgotten the date.

"Rice, are you going to give birth?" Yuan Zhou squatted down and said while looking at mifan.

"Woof woof woof!" The rice barked at Yuan Zhou a few times.

Even so, it didn't stop. Instead, it scratched the ground with its claws from time to time, as if it was grinding its claws.

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