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This reward really caught him off guard. He had thought that he would have to wait until he got the furnace scrap before it could be considered complete, but he didn't expect the system to be so eager.

Yuan Zhou was also very curious, because the rewards of the Master Series of missions were all unknown. Of course, he would be curious.

However, he was originally focused on observing the abandoned furnace. He paused for a moment before he said to himself,""I'll receive it when it's empty. "

It was indeed inconvenient now. Song Ming and Yuan Zhou had already walked to the rostrum and the inheritance handover ceremony was about to begin. It would be a little disrespectful to be distracted at this time.

"Sometimes, when there are more people, there will be more rules, which will be troublesome." Song Ming sighed in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't respect the waste stove, the highest symbol of Cantonese cuisine, but he didn't think that being loud and powerful meant respect.

Speaking of which, why were the directors of Cantonese cuisine so enthusiastic this time? they wanted to go to Taoxi road after the ceremony. They had to emphasize that they were not here for the desire for food, but to witness the sacred handover of the abandoned stove and to go to the master chef Restaurant on the way.

Regardless of whether Song Ming and ding Yuanshan believed it or not, the directors themselves believed it.

"I, Song Ming, as the fifth-generation successor of the abandoned stove, hereby announce that I will hand over the abandoned stove to Yuan Zhou. From today onwards, head chef Yuan will be the sixth-generation successor of the abandoned stove. I hope that Cantonese cuisine will become better and better in the future."

Song Ming didn't waste time talking nonsense. He stood on the rostrum and began to speak solemnly. After he finished speaking, he carried the stove with both hands and intended to hand it to Yuan Zhou.

Although the abandoned furnace wasn't big, it still weighed 40 to 50 catties. If Song Ming didn't practice skills such as shaking the pan and throwing the spoon, it was impossible for him to have such strength at this age even if he was a master chef.

He carried the furnace to Yuan Zhou and handed it over,""Head chef Yuan, I'll have to trouble you with Cantonese cuisine in the future."

With a solemn expression, Yuan Zhou received the furnace with both hands and said,""Thank you, President. I will continue to work hard."

Song Ming nodded his head heavily and stepped aside, leaving the stage to Yuan Zhou.

"Thank you for your trust, President song. In the future, the abandoned furnace will be brought to greater heights in my hands." Yuan Zhou said confidently.

"Pa pa pa pa"

The 30-odd directors of Cantonese cuisine clapped enthusiastically.

Then, the handover ceremony was completed. One minute on stage was equivalent to three days of preparation.

When the ceremony ended, the directors of Cantonese cuisine immediately swarmed up to Yuan Zhou. Of course, there was still a distance of half a meter in front of Yuan Zhou, but their enthusiasm could not be stopped.

"It's an honor to meet you, head chef Yuan. We met at head chef Yuan's all-cow banquet. I'm Gao Mengxi. Congratulations, congratulations."

"During the First Sino-Japanese exchange, I was fortunate enough to be invited to the venue and saw head chef Yuan's excellent cutting skills. I thought that he would be the leader of China's food and beverage industry in ten years, but I didn't expect head chef Yuan to fulfill his talent so quickly."

"Head chef Yuan, I am Wei Kuan. I have been famous for a long time. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The directors, whose average age was around 40 years old, were like a group of young people. They all greeted Yuan Zhou rather excitedly.

Among the polite greetings, one person said something different,"head chef Yuan, can I make a reservation for a banquet at the master chef Restaurant? can I make a reservation now?" Then, as if a pause button had been pressed, the scene instantly fell silent.

The one who spoke was a fat man in his forties. He wasn't actually very fat, but to be more precise, he was very burly. His face was chubby, and his expression was a little fierce. If he didn't know that everyone present was a chef, he would have thought that he was some big brother from the underworld.

"If it's a birthday or an anniversary, we can make a reservation." Yuan Zhou wasn't affected by it and answered directly.

"That's great. I want to make a reservation for the Chen Pi banquet at noon tomorrow. Can I?" The person who spoke was Yuan Tang, the Vice President of the Cantonese cuisine Association.

Yuan Zhou still had some impression of her. He seemed to have seen her several times during the video conference with the Cantonese cuisine Association.

"Is there something good coming up, President Yuan?" Yuan Zhou said.

"It's indeed a good thing. Tomorrow is my birthday, so this shouldn't be a problem, right?" Yuan Tang's fierce expression was replaced by a wide smile.

He was about to eat the Chen Pi banquet cooked by Yuan Zhou. Just thinking about it made him happy. Naturally, he couldn't hold his expression.

"This one's fine," Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

Seeing that Yuan Tang's reservation was a success, the directors came back to their senses. They did not expect such an operation and wanted to imitate it, but they could not find a suitable reason at the moment, so they could only sigh.

Of course, they were all chefs. In the end, they would definitely talk about cooking. As the Honorary Director of the Cantonese cuisine Association, there were not many chances for them to meet face-to-face. The main reason was that Yuan Zhou was really busy. Therefore, taking advantage of the remaining time, Yuan Zhou simply exchanged culinary skills with everyone and shared some of his own thoughts.

When communicating with Song Ming, the two of them came and went in different ways. This time, Yuan Zhou basically talked while the directors listened and asked questions from time to time.

To outsiders, the scene in front of them looked like a teacher teaching his students.

Time passed quickly. Seeing it was getting late, Yuan Zhou left first under the reluctant gazes of the directors.

By the time he returned to the restaurant, it was already dinner time and time to prepare the ingredients. It was just in time.

After washing up and changing his clothes, Yuan Zhou walked into the kitchen and started to get busy.

They said they were here to eat, and they definitely had to come. More than 30 people of the Cantonese cuisine Association directly headed to the restaurant under the leadership of President Song Ming.

They arrived at the destination in a short while at a very fast speed. At that time, there were only a dozen people waiting in line at the entrance of the restaurant. It could be seen that this group of people set off right after Yuan Zhou left.

There were too many people, so it was impossible to eat in the same batch. Therefore, everyone was ranked by age. The older ones were in the front, and the younger ones were in the back. The reason was that they were young, strong, and had good physical strength, so they could go hungry for a while longer. There was no problem.

Ding Yuanshan, who was in the prime of his life, was so weak that he could only stand in the second half of the line. He could only watch as President song, his master and father-in-law, stood in the first place.

For the first time, ding Yuanshan felt that being young was not a good thing.

"If you don't eat Yuan Yafeng for Cantonese cuisine, even a famous chef would be in vain!" The short director said.

"Who is the peak at the end of the culinary arts? the moment I see Yuan Zhou, he will become nothing." The tall director said.

"There are tens of millions of foodies in China. Even if you meet Yuan, you have to line up." The fat director said.

Zhou Xi, who was in the line, heard the conversation behind and thought to himself,"who is this person who can praise boss Yuan even more than me?" He secretly decided to buy a few more books to read when he got back. After all, he had his own pursuits.

Because there was a group of people from the Cantonese cuisine Association at dinner time, the frequency of various Cantonese dishes appearing on the menu was obviously much higher. Some diners saw that there were always people ordering Cantonese food and could not help but order one or two dishes to try. This was an invisible wave of promotion for Cantonese food.

Of course, everyone knew what they should do. After the delicious dinner, the people of the Cantonese cuisine Association left one by one with their hands on their stomachs. They had no intention of staying.

After the dinner time ended, Yuan Zhou began to prepare the sober-up set meal and the cold ice cream cup, which were all the necessary things in the pub. Only after Mao Ye handed them to her did Yuan Zhou finally have some free time.

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