Chapter 1486 Cantonese Cuisine Arouses Heated Discussion

Naturally, Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya had no idea about Wu Hai's thoughts, but today because of the squid, Yin Ya left twenty minutes later than usual.

It wasn't until 3:50 that Yuan Zhou saw Yin Ya off before leaving.

As soon as they left, Yuan Zhou came back, cleared the table, and started practicing his cooking skills.

Yuanzhou's store here is enjoying a quiet time, but there is a lot of discussion outside about Yuanzhou's new Cantonese cuisine.

There have been over 100,000 forwarded comments on the official blog of Yuanzhou's store online. After all, Yuanzhou is a man who has been on trending searches.

Moreover, this time the Cantonese cuisine was announced simultaneously with the official media, so the momentum was naturally even greater.

Not to mention the fact that the official blog of Yuanzhou Shop updated the Cantonese cuisine, and then there were a lot of Weibo reposts from certified chefs or culinary institutions. Even the carpenter's pastry, ice sculptures, and pottery people didn't miss this opportunity.

They all forwarded it together, so more people discussed it.

The food group established by Yuanzhou Shop was very lively, and the news reached 999+ every minute. Because of the news explosion, many divers came to the surface.

And Zhang Daming is a diver who has been in the group for thousands of years. His online name is Mr. Fantong. He joined the group very, very early because this person was Sun Ming's netizen.

He is a netizen in the old gourmet group with Sun Ming. He is also a wealthy second-generation otaku. He only ate at Yuanzhou's store several times in the early days of its opening.

I was fascinated by Yuanzhou's divine egg fried rice, but in the end, because of my otaku nature, I went to Akihabara, Japan. I stayed there for almost three years and never made much use of this account. I only recently returned to China.

As soon as I returned home, I discovered that Yuan Zhou was now at the national level, and even Japanese newspapers reported on it. As soon as I got off the plane, I felt like I had boarded this old account to see the situation.

[After returning from Wannian’s diving, I found that Boss Yuan has produced many new dishes, such as Sichuan cuisine, Jiangsu cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Guizhou cuisine, and Yunnan cuisine. ]Mr.

[The use of prefixes is very good. It seems that you have been diving for thousands of years. Except for Cantonese cuisine, everything else has been out for a long time. ] Qianmen Xiaobai

[I want to eat Cantonese food, but I feel that the Cantonese food in Darong City is not authentic, but now that Boss Yuan has it, I am not afraid anymore. ]Dream Devourer

[Looking forward to Boss Yuan’s introduction of eight major cuisines,

After all, a family must be in order. ] If you don’t become a Buddha, you will become a demon.

Speaking of the eight major cuisines, there is no one who has mastered them all from ancient times to the present, but Yuanzhou is very hopeful.

As time goes by, not only the eight major cuisines, but also foreign cuisines can be added to Yuanzhou.

[Cantonese food tastes pretty good. I don’t know if you have ever eaten it. Anyway, I have eaten it. I almost squeezed out my shoes while waiting in line. I suggest you bring your own pair of shoes when you go to eat in the past two days. ] Ergouwa

[Poor guy doesn’t want to talk. I want to save money to go home for the New Year. Why are you trying to embarrass me at this time? I want to eat Cantonese food. I want to eat Boss Yuan. I crossed it out. I wrote it wrong. I want to eat the dishes cooked by Boss Yuan. ] Moon cup shadow

Because of Zhan Yue Beiying's statement that he wanted to eat Boss Yuan, Jiang Changxi and Tang Qian, who were the senior members of the group, were immediately blasted out.

After all, how could such a big event as eating Boss Yuan be without them?

And just when everyone was switching from the discussion of Cantonese food to Yuan Zhou, Mr. Zhang Daming silently said that he was going to eat tonight.

As soon as this comment was made, the people who responded immediately followed with many other comments.

Here are the people on the Internet who want to try the new dishes from Yuanzhou's restaurant, and in reality there are quite a few people who think so.

There is even a special person. This person is not a young man, but an old woman with gray hair who looks a bit older.

She was wearing a meticulous dark brown down jacket, black leggings and a pair of flat black leather shoes, and was reading the newspaper carefully.

And what she was looking at was the newspaper where Yuan Zhou attended the exchange meeting, which contained Yuan Zhou's basic resume.

I just heard her say in a loud voice: "Yangyang, when you finish your homework, mom will take you to eat Cantonese food. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and we and I also want to have a good meal to celebrate. Haven't you been clamoring for those green onions for a long time?" Oil chicken? This scallion oil chicken is Cantonese cuisine."

"Okay, it's all up to you, mom." The person who replied was a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard, who looked to be in his forties.

"Yangyang, why are you out here? Have you finished your homework?" The old woman put down the newspaper and looked at the man rather sternly and asked.

"Hey, I'm not afraid that you'll be bored reading the newspaper alone, Mom, so I'm here to keep you company. I've finished my homework a long time ago." The middle-aged man scratched his head and said with a smile.

"As long as you are filial, you should also read more books, otherwise it won't be enough if you read less." The old woman was no longer angry after being coaxed like this, and said with a smile again.

"Yes, yes, I will listen to your advice and read more." The middle-aged man nodded, then put his hands on the old woman's shoulders, asked her to sit down, and took a plate of red strawberries from the side and handed it over.

"Mom, you eat," the middle-aged man said.

"Eat whatever you want. It's getting late. Let's go. Mom will take you to eat scallion chicken." The old woman symbolically took a strawberry, but just like that, she turned around and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth, then stood up again and said .

"Okay, I heard that there is a queue at Boss Yuan's place. Mom, are you okay?" The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the clock without trace, and then asked.

"Fuck you, your mother, I am still young, how can I be so middle-aged that I can't stand standing in line." The old woman hit her son angrily.

This time, she patted the middle-aged man on the arm. The old woman was confused for a moment, looked at the middle-aged man sideways and said, "You have gained a lot of weight."

"Yes, because you raised me well, why didn't you take me to eat my favorite scallion chicken today?" The middle-aged man smiled and changed the subject with obvious experience.

The old woman smiled when she heard this, and followed the middle-aged man out without pursuing the matter of gaining weight.

This is an old community. This community used to be a dormitory for employees of a steel mill. Although it looks a bit shabby and the planning and greening are not good, it is full of human touch. These two mother and son, who had a strange conversation, met when they went downstairs. Everyone greeted them warmly.

"Where is Sister Xin taking Yangyang at this time?"

"Sister Xin is downstairs? Can you play mahjong?"

"What are you going to eat tonight, Sister Xin?"

"How's Sister Xin doing lately? You haven't gone downstairs for two days. "

Faced with these warm greetings, the old woman named Sister Xin seriously refused them all.

"If I don't play mahjong, I have to save money for my family Yangyang to go to college."

"Take Yangyang to eat the scallion chicken, that's what he likes."

"Don't talk nonsense. Who hasn't been downstairs for two days? I go to work every day."

The old lady of Sister Xin who was called replied while Yangyang, the middle-aged man standing beside her, kept smiling and nodding at everyone, with thanks in his eyes.

It wasn't until the two of them walked out of the small old community that the people who greeted them sighed about filial piety, being a good boy, and what a pity.

But the mother and son who walked away didn't hear it at all, and went straight to Yuanzhou's shop.