Chapter 1508 Chinese Food Syndrome

Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya walked around Taoxi Road together, but Yin Ya didn't buy anything during this period.

"Don't you like it?" Yuan Zhou turned his head and asked softly.

"I like it very much." Yin Ya nodded.

"Then why don't you buy something?" Yuan Zhou asked curiously.

"No, I don't want to buy anything today," Yin Ya shook her head, smiled and said softly, "because I have received the best gift today."

Yin Ya spoke in a very low voice, but Yuan Zhou's sharp ears naturally heard him. He couldn't help but feel the heat behind his ears, and the hand holding Yin Ya also felt slightly hot.

However, after Yin Ya finished speaking, she calmly looked at the lively scene around her.

The two of them strolled back from the end of the street, but they tacitly agreed not to go back to the store, but went directly to the corner of the street.

When they reached the corner of the street, there were many taxis parked there, and the two stopped again in tacit agreement.

"I'll take you back." Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay." Yin Ya nodded and did not refuse.

Yuan Zhou was in a good mood and took Yin Ya into an empty car. As soon as Yin Ya got on the car and reported her address, the car drove away from Taoxi Road.

Taoxi Road is not far from where Yin Ya lives. After all, Yin Ya works here, so naturally she won't live far away from work.

The car only drove for twenty minutes and stopped at the entrance of a community.

The two got off the car and walked into the community together. Of course, Yuan Zhou paid the fare.

When she walked downstairs to the unit, Yin Ya paused and said, "I live on the third floor, so there's no need to send her off."

"Okay, then I'll watch you go upstairs." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Well, go back quickly." Yin Ya ordered.

Yuan Zhou looked at Yin Ya's concerned eyes and her beautiful face under the light, and couldn't help but lower his head slightly and press a kiss on her braided black hair.

Both of them were stunned for a while, and they didn't come back to their senses until they heard footsteps nearby.

"I...I'm going back first.

"Yin Ya turned around quickly and ran straight into the unit door.

During this period, I even forgot that this door requires a card swipe, and I almost bumped into the door. Fortunately, I reacted in time and didn't make a fool of myself.

Seeing Yin Ya's appearance, Yuan Zhou couldn't help but smile and said, "Slow down, I'll watch you go upstairs."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Yin Ya was shy and anxious. She nodded casually and ran inside without looking back.

The sound of "tap, tap, tap" footsteps left with Yin Ya's hurried steps. Yuanzhou listened carefully. He didn't turn around and leave until the slight sound of the door opening came.

"I'm really happy today." When Yuan Zhou walked to the gate of the community, he subconsciously looked at the building where Yin Ya was located.

After looking away, Yuan Zhou took a taxi and left again.

It was quite early when Yuan Zhou returned to the tavern. It was only half past ten in the evening, and the drinkers in the tavern were intoxicated with wine.

As for Yuan Zhou, he was very happy when he saw the half red candle left and the empty cups and dishes.

"I should add incense first. After all, I have a girlfriend now." Yuan Zhou almost did it as soon as he thought of it, and immediately went upstairs from the kitchen.

And without hesitation, he opened the rarely opened door and walked directly in.

Just when Yuanzhou had gained a lot and was entering a new stage of life, Chu Xiao was attending a chef gathering across the mountains and continents.

Speaking of which, France attaches great importance to craftsmen, which can be seen from their highest awards.

The full name of this award is the Meilleur Ouvrier de France (MOF Award for short), which is the highest honor awarded by France to select the best in France's handicraft industries.

It is called the Nobel Prize of the handicraft industry, and the recipients of this award will have the opportunity to receive the award personally from the president, which can be said to be taken very seriously.

Because this award also includes chefs, French chefs are proud to also receive this award.

Today's party was led by August, a chef who had received MOF, and Chu Xiao, as a young person with no equal, was naturally invited to the party.

The chef named August is sixty-five years old this year. Now he is very involved in cooking. His silver hair looks very energetic. What he held today was an ordinary exchange meeting.

But there were a lot of people coming. At a glance, there were hundreds of people. After all, August had a great reputation.

Naturally, most of the people who came were the most famous contemporary chefs in France. Chu Xiao was wearing a silver-blue suit and holding a glass of champagne, standing in front of the dining table to rest.

More than an hour had passed since the banquet, August was also chatting with people, and Chu Xiao had basically finished dealing with those people, and then he found a gap and had time to rest.

Just as Chu Xiao was sipping the champagne from the glass, a burst of conversation came from behind the round buffet table.

This banquet was held on a farm and was beautifully decorated. The middle of the circular buffet table was empty, and bouquets composed of many ingredients were skillfully placed, and the voice came from behind these words.

There were many people at the banquet, and everyone was chatting in small groups. Chu Xiao was naturally not that bored to listen to others, but he couldn't bear the words that appeared in these people's mouths that were familiar to Chu Xiao.

Just listen to those people speaking in exaggerated French tones.

"Hey, I heard that Alfreya is also going to China to open a restaurant, do you know?"

"Of course I heard about it. I'm afraid that boy is also possessed by a demon."

"Possessed? What do you mean?"

"Of course it's Chinese food syndrome. I'm afraid I contracted this disease after two trips to China."

"Hush, you can't use that word at August's party."

"That's right. Besides, have you forgotten who else is at this banquet?"

"Yes, Chu Ke is also there. He is not from France."

This person uttered the words "Chinese Food Syndrome" and was immediately stopped by the person next to him, but the person who said this was still unconvinced and continued to speak.

"I'm right. If it wasn't for Chinese Food Syndrome, then why would Dean, Gabriel, and Alfreya all go crazy and open a restaurant in a culinary desert like China?"

"You can't say that. I heard that it was because of a chef named Yuan, Yuan Zhou. I heard that his cooking skills were so superb that even Chu was afraid of him."

"Oh, this statement is even more unreliable. Although Chu is from China, he studied our French cuisine. He is the representative of the younger generation of our French cuisine and a strong competitor for the next MOF."

"I think what August just said is right. Chu is indeed the most likely winner of the next MOF."

"So how can such a chef be afraid of that chef named Yuan, Yuanzhou? Is he afraid that the food he makes may not have some magic added to it?"

This man's last words completely made Chu Xiao feel angry. After all, the magic he mentioned was not a compliment to Yuan Zhou, but a clear derogatory one.

Holding the wine glass, Chu Xiao turned to the small group of people gracefully and said, "Hey."

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