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Although there was no sun in the morning, the weather was still very hot. Even though autumn had just begun, the heat was still not reduced.

It was still hot at noon, but after opello and the others finished their discussion, there was a slight breeze. Occasionally, a gust of wind would blow, bringing a little chill to the hot weather.

"Time's Up. We can go and line up. " MA Minghui had been looking at his phone, waiting for that moment to come.

As soon as MA Minghui finished his words, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes as fast as lightning. Then, two figures appeared at the door of the store not far away.

"This is the divine beast of the shop!" Although he had never seen Wu Hai before, MA Minghui somehow knew who he was.

Opello and the others were all sitting in their chairs and waiting for the time to come. When they heard MA Minghui's call, they moved quickly and walked directly to the line. Of course, in just a few steps, there were no less than ten people in front of them, which showed the speed of others.

His movements were really fast, and his posture was very handsome!

Fortunately, the few of them arrived very quickly. Although they were a little slow because they weren't skilled and definitely not because they were old, they were still in the first line, which was very good.

Just as MA Minghui stood still, an uncertain voice came from behind him,""Head chef MA?"

It was also a coincidence. In terms of seniority, MA Minghui was definitely the youngest among opello's group, so he stood at the back. Qiao Hongtao, on the other hand, had eaten at master chef Restaurant on the last day and arrived particularly early. He was just behind MA Minghui and also belonged to the first group.

After spending more than a week in Chengdu, he even held several video meetings in the middle and signed many electronic documents. Finally, it was time to return home.

Qiao Hongtao naturally couldn't bear to do that. After such a long period of edification, he was completely convinced by Yuan Zhou's culinary skills and hoped that he could eat it every day. He simply wished he could poach Yuan Zhou and open a restaurant in Singapore.

Of course, as soon as this wild thought arose, it was suppressed by Wu Yungui who knew about it. He also told him about Yuan Zhou's assets and the stupid thing he had done to poach Yuan Zhou. After that, Qiao Hongtao could only try to stay in Chengdu for as long as possible.

Unfortunately, business didn't wait for people, and Qiao Hongtao had to go back.

However, he didn't expect that he would be so lucky to see someone who looked like head chef MA, MA Minghui.

Strictly speaking, MA Minghui and Qiao Hongtao actually didn't know each other. It was just that MA Minghui was the representative of the new generation of "mother provokes noobs," and Qiao Hongtao, as a loyal fan of "mother provokes noobs," knew MA Minghui.

It was a pity that MA Minghui's business was too big in the past two years, so he either made a reservation but didn't have time to go or didn't have time to make a reservation. In these two years, Qiao Hongtao really didn't eat MA Minghui's mother's mess.

Previously, he had felt that Yuan Zhou's mother's provoke dish was very authentic and that only MA Minghui could be compared with him. However, it was just a matter of time. Currently, the most famous mother's provoke dish master in Singapore was MA Minghui.

Of course, Tang le and opello definitely did not count. Opello had not publicly cooked for a long time. As for Tang le, he served the presidential palace in Singapore and naturally would not open a restaurant outside. Thus, Qiao Hongtao's current perception of him was excusable.

It was also fortunate that MA Minghui himself didn't know that Qiao Hongtao had such thoughts. Otherwise, it would be a piece of cake for him to have weak legs.

At this moment, hearing someone call him, MA Minghui reflexively looked back and found that he didn't know who he was, so he looked at Qiao Hongtao politely.

"It's really head chef MA. Hello, hello. I'm Qiao Hongtao, also a Singaporean. I've heard of head chef Ma's name before. He's the master chef in motherf * cking cuisines. Unfortunately, I've never had the chance to eat him. I'm very happy to meet you." As a businessman, social skills were a must, and Qiao Hongtao was naturally not inferior.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao." MA Minghui felt a little friendly when he heard that they were Singaporeans.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land, there was no such thing as meeting a fellow townsman. Her eyes were filled with tears because she had been away from home for too short a time.

"Hahaha, Hello, head chef MA. I didn't expect head chef MA to come to head chef Yuan's restaurant for a meal. Head chef Yuan's mother's provoke dish is very authentic and delicious." Qiao Hongtao said with a smile.

"Yes, I came with Master and Grand Master." MA Minghui said.

As soon as Qiao Hongtao heard that MA Minghui's Master and Grand Master were both here to eat Yuan Zhou's dishes, he looked forward and found them a little familiar. Then, he crossed his previous thoughts in his heart.

Anyone who could do such a big business was not stupid. Naturally, they could deduce some things from small actions.

"Head chef Yuan's dishes will definitely be very delicious. Head chef MA can try more of them when the time comes. Furthermore, it's not just the Singapore dishes. Head chef Yuan's Chinese dishes are also very good." Qiao Hongtao even gave MA Minghui some examples of the dishes he had eaten.

Although Qiao Hongtao was not a professional chef, he would naturally say a few words after eating a lot. Although it was a little dry, it did not hinder MA Minghui's interest.

"The hotpot meatball you mentioned sounds interesting. It's similar to the Sweden meatball, but it should be different. We can give it a try. Head chef Yuan's dish will definitely not have any problems." MA Minghui said.

Qiao Hongtao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, agreeing with MA Minghui's opinion.

With Qiao Hongtao as the introduction, the two of them became more and more familiar with each other and the topics they talked about also became wider and wider. Of course, no matter how wide the topics were, it was all under the premise of Yuan Zhou. While chatting, the two of them both felt that they regretted not meeting each other earlier.

With his sharp eyes and ears, Yuan Zhou found opello and the others. Therefore, he thought that he could take the initiative to let the Singapore chefs know Him more, for example, making two teaching videos.

In fact, Yuan Zhou would record all kinds of local cuisines that he knew every year in China. He didn't have any videos of the cuisines overseas.

"I can try it in this direction," Yuan Zhou thought.

With such an atmosphere, dinner time officially began.

As soon as su Ruoyan's voice fell, the first line of customers walked into the restaurant quickly. Opello walked in front of the small team. When he saw Yuan Zhou nodding to him, he walked to the table for four and sat down calmly.

The four of them had just enough to share a table, and Qiao Hongtao had also shared a table with someone nearby, sitting at a table for two.

The four of them didn't communicate before ordering, but when they ordered, they had a tacit understanding and ordered half of the dishes from Singapore and half of the dishes from China.

For example, opello ordered not only Roja from the afternoon exchange, but also Huaxia fried rice noodles and colorful fungi.

As for MA Minghui, he naturally ordered Singapore and Chinese cuisines. Of course, the Chinese cuisines he ordered were all selected from the dishes that Qiao Hongtao had just told him, such as the boiled meatballs.

The dinnertime officially started when the first menu was handed to Yuan Zhou.

"Ding Ling Ling Ling Ling"

Yuan Zhou started to get busy in the kitchen. Some of the dishes needed to be cut immediately, some needed to be sliced, and some needed to be put into the pot immediately.

Although it looked very messy, Yuan Zhou did it step by step. Even if his speed was as fast as lightning, it didn't affect the beauty of his movements.

Every time a dish was served, su Ruoyan would always be able to arrive just in time to serve it to the customers. After that, it would be time to taste the food.

Some of the diners were immersed in the delicious food alone, while some came with their friends. It was lively. You ate my food, I ate your food, and they were snatching each other's food.

There were also people who came to practice snatching vegetables, such as Chen Xing. He had brought someone with him today to practice his skills so that he could take down the silver rice bucket in one fell swoop. He had put in a lot of effort.

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