Chapter 1981 Best Boyfriend

[My real name is that I envy Chef Yuan’s girlfriend, ahhhhhhhhh this is so sweet. ]

[Don’t you like cakes? I'll give you a fairy tale in return! I believe in love again. ]

[Boss Yuan, you have forcibly raised the threshold for doting on your wife by eighteen degrees. How can you expect the majority of male compatriots to learn from this? ]

Yuan Zhou is famous this time not for his cooking skills, but for doting on his girlfriend.

As for Yuan Zhou, who dotes on his girlfriend, he is not playing with his mobile phone because he is busy.

"I haven't practiced knife skills for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy."

The long time Yuan Zhou mentioned was definitely not more than a week.

The tools prepared for practicing knife skills were moved out one by one. After they were all moved, Yuanzhou picked up the carrots and kitchen knives and planned to start.

"Swish, swish, swish"

The light of the knife shone more and more under the sunlight. Ever since the gang from the Green Kitchen Club stopped coming to watch Yuan Zhou practice his knife skills, he began to let himself go when he practiced knife skills again.

At this moment, Yuan Zhou is like an artist. Wherever the sword passes, a perfect sculpture will soon appear, either a human figure, an animal, or a lotus.

The important thing is not to confuse the fake with the real, but to have a sense of charm.

Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan of Cantonese cuisine,

This is what I saw when I came here.

"The swordsmanship of the King of Chinese Swordsmen is really unparalleled in China. The master is so amazing. It would be great if I could learn three or four points from the master." Huang Gang, who is also good at swordsmanship, saw this. Intoxicated.

Although looking at all cuisines, Huaiyang cuisine is the most skilled in knife skills, many Cantonese dishes also require exquisite knife skills, so Huang Gang is considered a leader in Cantonese cuisine.

"Master's knife skills seem to be much better than the last time I saw him." Zhang Longquan said.

Huang Gang looked at Zhang Longquan: "Last time?" He was wondering if this guy came to see the master secretly.

"It's a video of a master's knife skills. It seems to be from years ago. In the video, the master carves tofu. It didn't take long before he made progress again. The master is really a god." Zhang Longquan said.

"I didn't pay attention. I just watched the communication video circulated in the association before. Compared to that time, the master is indeed more powerful." Huang Gang nodded seriously.

Over there, Yuanzhou once again completed a complex double-petaled peony. It was carved from a red radish with a hint of purple. After Yuanzhou made the last cut, it was crystal clear and the blooming posture made people unable to help but admire the beauty of the peony. The stunning beauty moves the face, no less than "the peony is the true national beauty and moves the capital when it blooms".

Now whenever Yuan Zhou starts practicing carving, Zhao Lunze will come. Otherwise, the final destination of these works of art will definitely be in the trash can. It makes me heartbroken just thinking about it.

When Yuanzhou was practicing knife skills, the one closest to him was Zhao Lunze, but not all of the carvings could be taken back and preserved by Zhao Lunze with professional techniques to keep them alive for a while longer. Sometimes, someone would If you ask for it, Yuanzhou will give it away without hesitation, and he cannot interfere.

Such as now.

"Uncle Yuan, Uncle Yuan, can you give this to me?" an eleven or twelve-year-old girl said tremblingly, holding on to the hem of her skirt.

The little girl was young, with baby fat still on her face. Her big black grape eyes stared unblinkingly at the peony flower in Yuan Zhou's hand.

There is joy in her eyes and she looks so cute.

"If Xiaoya and I have a daughter in the future, she will definitely be cuter than this little girl." This is what Yuan Zhou thought of instantly.

"I'll give it to you." Yuan Zhou coughed lightly and handed the carved flower to the little girl neatly.

"Thank you, Uncle Yuan." The little girl took the flower with both hands and bowed slightly to thank Yuan Zhou.

Now Yuanzhou saw Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan in the crowd.

"Hello, master." Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan immediately stepped forward to say hello respectfully.

The disciple's posture is very good.

"Are you here because you don't understand something about the notes?" Yuan Zhou said.

"Yes, Master, I have almost read the notes. We have summarized some questions and want to ask Master." Huang Gang said.

"Okay, come in with me, we'll talk inside." Yuan Zhou packed up the tools and returned to the shop.

Yuan Zhou's notes were written word for word by himself, so for the questions Huang Gang and the others asked, he knew where they were talking about without even looking through his notes, so it was very easy to answer them.

Time passed quickly as the three masters and apprentices exchanged questions and answers. After Huang Gang and Huang Gang finished asking the questions they had accumulated, it was almost time for Yuan Zhou to prepare the ingredients for lunch.

"You two are making good progress in your studies, keep up the good work." Yuan Zhou is now becoming more and more like a master.

"Okay master." Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan said in unison.

When Yuan Zhou got up to prepare lunch, Huang Gang and others also said goodbye. Of course, neither of them went back. Instead, they secretly started queuing up, planning to have lunch before going back.

The two-hour lunch time passed very quickly. Huang Gang and Zhang Long all ate with complete satisfaction and went back to the hotel with full admiration for Yuan Zhou. They planned to continue working hard in seclusion and must let the master see them. Great progress.

The flight time of a private jet is faster than that of an ordinary passenger plane. At Wu Yungui's urging, it officially landed in Chengdu at four o'clock in the afternoon.

When we arrived here, it was Wu Yungui's territory. He had arranged for a car to pick him up before, so they got in the car as soon as they got off the plane and went straight to the God of Cooking shop.

"If we go over now, we should be able to queue up for dinner, but we definitely won't be in the first echelon." Wu Yungui looked at his watch and said.

"What do you mean?" Nasset asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that we can definitely eat the dishes cooked by Chef Yuan." Wu Yungui looked a little excited.

The speed of the car was very fast. Although the distance was relatively long, Wu Yungui and his party arrived at Taoxi Road at five o'clock.

What follows is a series of busy routine operations of taking a number and queuing up.

Wu Yungui estimated that there was no problem at all. They were indeed ranked. Although they were already in the second to last batch, they were the first ones, so they were relatively lucky.

Nasset's strange dress attracted some people's attention, but what everyone was most interested in was definitely Boss Yuan's delicious food, and there were too many foreigners coming.

So those who are curious can just take a few more glances without making any extra moves.

"Is this going to take a long time?" Nasset asked.

"About two hours, I should be able to eat." Wu Yungui was already very skilled at timing.

"Two hours?" Nasset was stunned. He had passed Wu Yungui's popular science on the plane before, and Nasset knew that Yuan Zhou was not a chef specializing in Western pastry, and there was even no Western pastry in the restaurant.

So Nasset was very distressed. It was so powerful, why didn’t he sell it?

Is it hunger marketing? Anyway, Nasset was thinking a lot. Of course, although he was very distressed, he did not show a trace of impatience because he knew very well that great chefs have their own rhythm and cannot use their own rhythm to disrupt others.

"We can sit there and wait." Wu Yungui was familiar with the road.

Nasset nodded and sat with Wu Yungui waiting to eat.

Wu Yungui was planning to order pastries. There were so many Sichuan pastries, boat pastries, and Guangdong pastries, but it wasn’t enough for Nasset?

Not only does he like sweets, but Wu Yungui thinks Chinese dim sum is totally fine.

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