Chapter 1628 Not His Biological Son

Yuan Zhou and Wang Jike were having a very friendly conversation, talking and laughing.

Wang Qiang next to him could only stay in place like a wooden stake throughout the whole process. This was all a matter for the high-end culinary circle. People from Wang Qiang's lower-end circle couldn't get in the way.

"It's great to be able to give Chef Yuan some inspiration." Wang Jike said.

Yuan Zhou said: "If Chef Wang has time, we can have some in-depth exchanges about Jiangsu cuisine."

"I also have this idea." Wang Jike said warmly: "I have nothing to do recently. I can cooperate with Chef Yuan's time. Of course, it is best not to affect Chef Yuan's business hours."

"Chef Wang just arrived in Chengdu today?" Yuan Zhou asked after calming down.

"Well, I should have told Chef Yuan about my visit in advance, but this time the plan was too hasty." Wang Jike apologized in his tone.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yuan Zhou said: "I mean, since Chef Wang is here today, it must be a hard day traveling and traveling. Let's have a good rest today and tomorrow. We can communicate the day after tomorrow. What do you think?"

"Very good." Wang Jike said, "Then I won't disturb Chef Yuan."

"I'm looking forward to communicating with Chef Wang the day after tomorrow." Yuan Zhou said.

"I'm looking forward to it too." Wang Jike nodded.

Wang Jike led Wang Qiang away, and Yuan Zhou watched the two of them off. He didn't turn around and enter the store until the figure slowly walked out of sight.

"It seems that the rumors are wrong after all. They used to say that 'the Five Tigers of Jiangsu Province, the Wang family has martial arts', which means that Chef Wang Jike is very good at cooking, but he also has a bad temper and is a bit unreasonable." Yuanzhou said to himself. Said to himself: "After having an exchange today, I found that it is quite gentle and reasonable."

Yuanzhou shook his head and felt in his heart that the rumors were too much. A good and amiable elder was spread like a devil.

On the other hand, Wang Qiang followed Wang Jike, not daring to say a word.

Wang Jike was very gentle before. Even in the more than 30 years since Wang Qiang was his son, he had never seen his father be so easy to discuss and gentle when encountering problems.

But as soon as he reached the end of the street, Wang Jike's expression turned serious again, as if he was keeping strangers away.

"Dad...can you tell me what's the difference between you and Chef Yuan?" Wang Qiang asked cautiously.

"What's the use of knowing it? You can't learn it even if you know it." Wang Jike glanced at Wang Qiang, his tone full of disgust.

"If you can't learn, I can study hard. I..." Wang Qiang was interrupted by Wang Jike before he finished his words: "Study hard? Work hard to write a five-page cooking summary in two weeks?"

"Um..." Wang Qiang was so retorted that he couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Don't do that. Straighten your tongue before you speak. If you can't straighten your tongue, don't speak." Wang Jike walked very fast, and Wang Qiang could only trot behind to catch up.

See, this is his father’s normal attitude! Wang Qiang feels that he is a fake son. Compared with the gentleness when talking to Boss Yuan, the gap is too big!

Wang Qiang followed Wang Jike back to the hotel.

After arriving at the hotel, Wang Jike read the newspaper for a while and then lay down to sleep at 10:30. His work and rest time has always been very regular.

On the contrary, Wang Qiang, Huang Fei, Liu Li, and Hao Cheng gathered together to complain. After all, they were all oppressed by Wang Jike.

However, there was also a need to review their improper study attitudes. The four of them were so arrogant and arrogant that they must take down more than ten pages of notes tomorrow before giving up.

"Brother Qiang, I remember you said before that Chef Wang Jike will communicate with Chef Yuan the day after tomorrow?" Hao Cheng suddenly asked.

Upon asking this question, Liu Li and Huang Fei's eyes immediately lit up, and they looked at Wang Qiang with keen eyes.

"Yes, there is such a thing." Wang Qiang nodded.

"Then can we go and listen?" This is what Hao Cheng wants to say.

"It should be okay." Wang Qiang answered uncertainly, and then said: "I'll ask my dad tomorrow."

"Leave it to you Brother Qiang", "I watched the video of the previous exchange between Chef Yuan and other masters many times", "It is really rare to watch the exchange between two masters live".

Immediately, they said good night to each other and went back to their rooms to rest.

"Good night" in modern society does not mean that I am going to sleep, but that I want to play alone for a while and do not want to chat anymore.

It was like, after Wang Qiang said good night, it was already twelve o'clock when he returned to his room, but he still didn't fall asleep until half an hour after lying on the bed.

Nowadays, when there are so many entertainment activities, there is a kind of person who is particularly powerful. "If you want to sleep, you can go to bed immediately, and if you want to get up, you can get up immediately." It just so happens that Yuan Zhou and Wang Jike are both such people.

His eyes returned to Yuan Zhou. After seeing him off, Yuan Zhou also returned to the inn. It didn't rain tonight, so the inn was open.

"Aren't you going to disturb Boss Yuan? I have something to ask Boss Yuan." Fang Heng, the witch from the Tianxie Cult, ran over.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Zhou raised his head and asked.

"When will Boss Yuan release new wine? Although the draft beer, Pitong wine and red wine are all delicious, compared to the speed at which new dishes are produced, the tavern obviously cannot keep up."

Fang Heng is asking on behalf of all drunkards, oh no, all drunkards.

"Boss Yuan, you can't favor one over the other!"

"Well, I'll try to speed up the frequency of producing new wine." Yuan Zhou nodded.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the speed of drinking is really a bit slow.

"OK OK, I'm relieved after Boss Yuan said this. I'll go back first." Fang Heng was satisfied.

"Huh? You're not drinking today?" Yuan Zhou said, and then he realized: "Oh, I forgot that you didn't win today, so be careful on the road."

"Oh..." Fang Heng's happy mood suddenly disappeared.

Although the tavern is a lottery type, in fact, it is rare for ordinary tourists to come from other places specifically to drink.

Of course, those who like to have a drink or two are excluded, so the number of customers in the tavern is still relatively constant.

But recently! I don’t know why, but all the places for drinking in the evening were taken by guests from Shandong Province.

Zheng Xian, Fang Heng and other regular customers did not win the lottery.

"I've been drinking for a long time, so it doesn't matter if I don't drink for a few meals!" Fang Heng comforted himself.

"And the weather is bad tonight, so this wine will definitely not taste as good as usual." Fang Heng is a typical person who says grapes are sour when they can't eat them.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, it’s quite good to say the grapes are sour when you can’t eat them. At least you feel better.

Is it possible that I can’t eat it but still think in my heart that grapes are delicious and sweet? Wouldn’t that be even more uncomfortable?

Anyway, Fang Heng, who was feeling sour, felt much better. He walked home slowly and met Zheng Xian on the way home.

Fang Heng asked: "Sister Xian, why are you still walking on the street and not going back?"

"I haven't had a drink for two days, and I'm a little bit worried about it." Zheng Xian said, "So I wanted to find a place to drink, but I found two places and the wine didn't suit my taste."

"I want to drink it too. Do you want to go to my wine shop? The newly brewed Pitong wine tastes good." Fang Heng said.

"Then don't lead the way." Zheng Xian smiled.

The two of them went to the liquor store about five kilometers away from Yuanzhou's store.

Once Fangjia Pitong Liquor was launched on the market, it became extremely popular in the mid-to-high-end market.

Fang Heng's family also has seven or eight wine shops in Rongcheng, and five in other provinces. The reason why there are so many shops in Rongcheng is because his family is based in Rongcheng, and because Fang Heng's father said, don't just focus on occupying the market, take steps to One step at a time.

The wine shop was closed at this time, but Fang Heng, as the young boss, must have the key.

"Crash!" Fang Heng opened the door of the shop.

"Originally, our main store was in Qingyang District, but it was only last year that we decided to make this the main store." Fang Heng explained while turning on the lights in the shop.

Zheng Xian followed and listened carefully without interrupting.

When the lights are on, you can clearly see the interior decoration.

As a head office, this wine shop is quite large. The overall decoration is transparent. There are decorative shelves on the left and right walls, and exquisite small wine bottles of different shapes are placed on them.

Further down, there are green bamboo-shaped tables and stools, and Fang Heng led Zheng Xian here.

"Sister Xian, please sit down for a while, I'll get the wine." Fang Heng said.

"Okay." Zheng Xian nodded.

Fang Heng took out two bottles of Fangjia Pitong wine from the warehouse. Both the bottles and the box packaging were very exquisite.

Speaking of which, after giving the bottle of wine to Mr. Wei last time, Fang Heng took a packaged bottle and sent it to him the next day.

Then Fang Heng brought two more three-cent cups and several plates of appetizers.

One qian is equal to 5 grams. The three-qian cup is the smallest wine glass, and it only weighs 15 grams when filled.

"Come on, come on, sister Xian, let's drink." Fang Heng sat opposite Zheng Xian.

The two drank slowly one cup after another.

"Fang Heng, I think if you don't sell wine in the future, you can really sell food and drinks." Zheng Xian picked up a chopstick and patted the cucumber. The cucumber was crisp and refreshing, and it was very comfortable to drink it with the three-dollar wine.

"That's what I'm thinking too. If the wine shop's business is not good in the future, I will go to Boss Yuan's tavern at night and sell wine and food." Fang Heng said.

"Okay, okay." Zheng Xian is weird about drinking. She doesn't like to clink glasses with others, but likes to drink cup after cup by herself.

"Sister Xian feels that you have something on your mind. Why don't you tell me? It will be much better if you tell me." Fang Heng said.

"No, no, it's not good to say that one more person is in a bad mood for no reason, so it's better to keep it in your heart." Zheng Xian drank a glass of wine and said, "Besides, the more you drink, the more you drink."

Don't play cards according to the routine, usually "I have wine, do you have a story?", but now there is wine, but the people with stories are not willing to tell stories.

Zheng Xian actually rarely comes to small shops for dinner, and mostly comes to drink in the evening. Overall, Zheng Xian is not as domineering and casual as Queen Jiang, nor is she as gentle and considerate as Sister Wan. Zheng Xian's personality is more reserved, and she feels She is a woman with many stories.

"If you are a good friend, you can drink with me until you get drunk today." Zheng Xian said.

Zheng Xian actually doesn't like drinking, she just can't sleep without drinking.

Fang Heng left and replied: "OK, no one can leave standing today."

"Friends enough, I'll treat you to Boss Yuan's tavern tomorrow and the day after tomorrow," Zheng Xian said.

"Hahaha, then I won't be polite." Fang Heng said.

In fact, Fang Heng and Zheng Xian didn't know that the tavern would face the worst impact, because a certain person made it clear to the gang of boys in Lu Province that Yuanzhou's tavern could still drink at night. Fine wine.

A large number of wine lovers from Shandong Province changed their plans. They had planned to travel to Chengdu before, so they moved forward their plans; those who had not planned to travel to Chengdu made plans immediately.

Like tonight -

"It tastes good. The recommendations online are true. This wine is delicious."

"Let's find out more about Chef God's shop."

"I understand. I really understand. The food at Chef God's Shop is the best in the country, but I didn't expect the wine to be so delicious."

"Just now I saw that the air ticket from Shandong Province to Rongcheng was hundreds of dollars more expensive. Hahahaha, this is why we made the air ticket so expensive."

Several big men from Shandong Province were talking about it. In fact, the big men were not familiar with each other, but the friendship between men was easily established at the wine table.

Shen Min was watching in the tavern. Several big men from Shandong Province, as first-time drinkers in the tavern, had quite a lot of problems.

But Shen Min is now very mature and can solve these problems by himself without disturbing Yuan Zhou.

This saved Yuan Zhou a lot of trouble and more time.

Speaking of which, Yuanzhou increased the wages of Shen Min and Zhou Jia at the beginning of the year, from the basic salary of 100 yuan a day to 125 yuan a day, of which 5 yuan was the seniority salary, which was actually an increase of 20 yuan.

Speaking of which, Zhou Jia and Shen Min's treatment is very good. It is impossible for waiters in any restaurant to have such good treatment, such ease and freedom.

On Zhou Jia and Shen Min's birthdays, Yuanzhou would also make birthday cakes for them and treat them to dinner.

Of course, no restaurant earns as much as Yuanzhou’s store. This sentence is not directed at a particular restaurant, but rather that restaurants all over the world are all younger brothers in terms of making money.

With worry-free waiters, Yuanzhou can spend more time studying ancient books and recipes. In fact, no matter what form it is, it is very happy to improve his cooking skills.

"After reading Guang Gong's travel notes, my biggest impression is that Guang Li is so rich that he actually traveled to half of China." Yuan Zhou's small book is already full.

In the past few weeks, Yuanzhou has recorded all his gains from reading ancient books and prescriptions, and has already filled four or five notebooks.

At a glance, this book "Guang Gong's Travels" can easily be mistaken for "Guang Gong's Travels"... Well, the meaning is quite different.

Although the food recipes are not included in the book, the taste is described in detail, allowing Yuan Zhou to understand the food of that era.

the next day.

Today is a good day, everything you want can come true, tomorrow will be a good day again...

Ahem, I made a mistake, always.

The thing is, today is really a good day for Wang Hong, because today is the book launch conference of "Zhu Xie 2".

Due to the successful portrayal of the character Fang Heng, the witch of the Tianxie Cult in "Zhu Xie 1", this book was called "a shot in the arm of modern martial arts", so naturally the publisher quickly arranged for the second volume.

Wang Hong chose Wang Li's Western Restaurant as the venue for the book launch conference. Not to mention other things, if it was in Boss Yuan's store, too many people would come, which would affect the queue at Yuanzhou's store.

On the other hand, Wang Li is not afraid of the impact. For him, this is a kind of propaganda.

Before starting, Wang Hongzhi looked at the rather loud venue with great satisfaction.

"Teacher Wang, people from the media will interview you with two questions in a moment. Let's pair the questions first." The staff came over and said.

"Okay." Wang Hong said.

Then I happily answered the question, and a staff member on the other side reminded Wang Hong that someone was looking for him.

"I understand, come right away." Wang Hongxian replied loudly.

Wang Hong said to the staff just now: "That's troublesome, I have to go there first."

Then he jogged over.

"This writer is quite polite for his young age," the staff member said.

He is a staff member of the publishing house and has arranged many such press conferences, but there are very few best-selling authors who are so young and polite.

If Wang Hong, who had never been to Yuanzhou's store before, would have achieved such results, he would probably be flying in the sky, but the reality...

You became famous at a young age, how young and famous can you be?

Can he compare to Yuan Zhou?

Yuan Zhou had never had eyes on his head, and there was Wu Hai, the "hope of the European painting world". Except for eating, he was easy-going and showed no arrogance.

So after staying in Yuanzhou's store for a long time, Wang Hong really didn't feel that his achievements were anything to be proud of.

The most important thing is that Wang Hong also feels that he is not necessarily inferior to that naughty kid in Yuanzhou's store.

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