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When Qin Minghao came here just now, he had such a beautiful dream. He wanted to get some information from Yuan Zhou. It would be best if he could ask about the specific matters of heavenly ye and have a meal with Yuan Zhou to satisfy his physiological needs.

He had already deduced these several things in his heart for many times in order to cope with the various conditions that Yuan Zhou would raise. However, the reality often unfolded unexpectedly.

"This dish is really delicious. I have to finish it quickly."

"It's the taste of cow tongue. How did you do it? I don't know if it's a problem with my taste, but I can actually taste the fragrance of fruit. Did they add fruit to the dish? It's hard to imagine. "

"Although the rice is very sweet, it's not sickening at all. It's also not as sickening as eating only candy. The quality of the candy must be very good."

"I didn't know that chicken could taste so good. Its color is so dark, but it's so delicious. I don't think it's too strong at all. I must eat more chicken in the future."

By the time Qin Minghao was awoken by the cold night breeze, he was already standing at the entrance of the store.

Since he wasn't wrapped in food, his mind was naturally clear. Then, he realized that he hadn't done anything and had just come out after a meal.

"Is there poison in this shop?!" Qin Minghao muttered.

The main thing was that this was the first time he was thinking about serious business. He was completely immersed in the food and could not extricate himself. As for what the serious business was, only God knew.

After hesitating for a while, Qin Minghao didn't dare to go in. He was afraid that he would want to eat again if he went in. His mouth wanted to eat, but his stomach didn't give him any strength. He could only restrain his desire to go in.

Qin Minghao still didn't understand that master chef Restaurant wasn't a place where you could eat as you pleased. There had to be rules. Of course, life would teach him that very quickly.

At this moment, Qin Minghao's best home was the bench that Dongdong had introduced before.

By the time Qin Minghao really saw Yuan Zhou, the dinner time had already ended. Perhaps it was because he had really eaten the auspicious rice, but after the dinner time ended, Yuan Zhou answered a phone call in the restaurant first and didn't directly go upstairs. That was why Qin Minghao got the opportunity.

Having an opportunity didn't mean that it would be successful, because Yuan Zhou directly refused Qin Minghao's proposal to fight for another opportunity for Zhou Xin to perform.

That's right. The first thing Qin Minghao did when he saw Yuan Zhou was not to ask about heavenly ye. Instead, he tried to fight for a chance for Zhou Xin to perform again. This time, he really wanted to fight for it. Unfortunately, sometimes, if you miss it, you just miss it.

Qin Minghao had been in the entertainment circle for many years and his eyes were quite sharp. When he saw Yuan Zhou's overly young and handsome face, his strong aura, and the extremely delicious dishes earlier, he became serious. That was why he wanted to fight for his own artist at the first moment.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, head chef Yuan." Qin Minghao bowed slightly to Yuan Zhou to express his apology and then turned around and left.

Since he had missed the opportunity, Qin Minghao didn't have the habit of forcing others even though he was very regretful. He simply expressed his apology for disrespecting Yuan Zhou before and then left.

Yuan Zhou took a look at the back of Qin Minghao and then left to prepare the sober-up set meal. Mao Ye's arrival indicated that the pub time was about to start.

Speaking of which, ever since Yuan Zhou had arranged for Zuozuo and his senior brother Gao Hui to perform on the stage together, the quota in the pub had already been in high demand. Now, it became even more popular. For the matter of the quota, everyone was even more eager to try their best and had used all kinds of tricks.

Wu Hai, who usually didn't pay much attention to the pub, had caught hold of Yuan Zhou several times, hoping that Yuan Zhou could open up more quotas. Due to Wu Hai's luck and character, it was all thanks to Mao Xiong that he could win one out of ten lucky draws.

However, Wu Hai also felt that when he watched the program, especially when he drank the wine brewed by Yuan Zhou while eating the dishes cooked by Yuan Zhou, he would be filled with thoughts and his mind would be very open. After listening to Zuozuo's storytelling and Gao Hui's crosstalk last time, he went back and painted a painting called "the beauty of sound".

The level of Wu Hai's paintings was almost the same as the ones in the restaurant. Zheng Jiawei even felt that there was something else in the paintings, but it wasn't obvious at the moment. However, it was only natural that Wu Hai had made some progress.

Although Zheng Jiawei didn't have the ability to persuade Yuan Zhou to open more places in the pub, he could find another way to satisfy Wu Hai's wish.

He found someone to build a small platform in the air that could only accommodate two people. It was only one meter in size. He prepared two chairs and a very small table. Then, when the pub time started, he placed it directly outside the wall. Of course, it was when there was a show in the pub.

It just so happened that the pub on the second floor had an open design. Therefore, Zheng Jiawei's trick was really excellent. It not only satisfied Wu Hai's desire to watch the program but also didn't break Yuan Zhou's rules. Of course, it was necessary to spare some snacks prepared by Yuan Zhou.

Zheng Jiawei didn't decide to do these things by himself. Instead, he started doing it after asking for Yuan Zhou's consent. Of course, he had also informed the street administration to ensure that it wouldn't affect the normal operation of the street. All aspects had been arranged properly.

"I wonder how Wu Hai's jam will taste with the salted duck egg?" When Yuan Zhou thought of the small pavilion in the sky, he also thought of the food that Wu Hai ate during the program.

The snacks that Yuan Zhou had circulated outside were very rare, except for some common snacks that the naughty child could order for him, such as the spicy strips and the recently delivered Chinese monk meat and beef gluten.

The rest were just some jam, salted duck eggs, preserved eggs, and so on that he made as a form of human interaction.

Therefore, the snacks of Wu Hai were considered to be rather shabby compared to those of the naughty kids.

Anyway, every time Yuan Zhou asked the disobedient child for help, he would get a lot of snacks as a reward, the self-made kind. If master chef Restaurant entered the snack industry, what would Wei Long have to do with it?

Therefore, the disobedient child especially hoped that Yuan Zhou would come to him for help, which meant that his snacks were already on the way.

Although he was rejected when he talked about the wholesale of snacks with Yuan Zhou, it didn't hinder him from planning the snacks that Yuan Zhou gave him.

After getting Yuan Zhou's consent, he would bring some snacks that he could take out to win over people's hearts for his business. For example, the fried dough twist he gave to Zhong Xiaoxiao last time had won him a relatively large order.

The devilish brat was simply incisively and vividly reflecting the saying "age doesn't matter how old you are to earn money."

Time passed in the blink of an eye. Soon, it was the day before Yin ya came back.

Early in the morning, Yuan Zhou got up as usual, washed his face, changed his clothes, jogged and made breakfast. Every step was not messy at all. Everything was arranged in an orderly manner. Yuan Zhou did it with ease. After all, he was used to it.

However, many regular customers who came to eat breakfast found that Yuan Zhou was a little nervous today. Of course, ordinary people would find it hard to see any emotion from his face that seemed to be stoic from every angle.

However, Sir system, who was obsessed with tea, was not an ordinary person. It was observant and naturally noticed it.

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