Chapter 2076 Alliance and Confrontation

Dean's smile didn't stop all the way. In Molière's impression, he probably didn't like to smile that much.

"Did you make an appointment to compete with Chu?" Molière thought this was a very joyful thing.

"Why do you say that?" Dean was imagining the wonderful taste of a whole fish feast, but he was a little confused by this sudden incident.

He has been in China for more than two years and has had two whole-fish dinners, both for his birthday. Gabriel, the bastard, had a whole-fish dinner all to himself on his birthday and never invited guests. It was simply a reappearance of Grandet.

To be honest, the double-standard dog is talking about Dean. His behavior of being secretive and having a party alone on his birthday should be more generous in comparison.

"You are so happy, I thought you could compete with Chu." Molière said.

"No, isn't it nice to see you? We are friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, so it's natural to be happy to see a friend." Dean said affectionately.

"Huh? Oh." Molière didn't know when their relationship became so good.

"By the way, have you thought about what to eat at Chef God's shop tonight?" Dean said.

Molière looked like he was a guest and he said very grandly: "We must have dinner together. You can lead the way. I'm not familiar with it anyway."

"But I will definitely find an opportunity to challenge Chu and defeat him." Molière said confidently.

When Dean saw Molière at this moment, it was as if he saw his former self, as ignorant and fearless.

The more you visit the God of Cooking store, the more you realize that there is a huge gap between people.

To be honest, Dean now has a clear understanding that he may not be able to catch up with Chu Xiao in this life, but Chu Xiao is still the goal that he will chase in this life, just like Yuan Zhou is the goal that Chu Xiao will chase in his life.

As for why he didn't chase Yuan Zhou, Dean was very self-aware. Trying to learn to run before he could even walk was simply against the laws of nature.

Having seen how powerful Yuan Zhou was, Dean had no idea at all, other than staying there to eat all day long.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements later." Although Dean had a lot of thoughts, he could still grasp the key points.

Let the rest take its course, he said, no matter how much, it would be better to see it with your own eyes.

He led the way and left the airport in a short while.

Dean came by car, put his luggage directly in the car, started the car and drove towards home.

After sitting quietly in the car for a while, Molière couldn't sit still and planned to collect more information to see if it could increase the success of the purpose of this trip.

"Yuan has become famous in Europe recently. Many people have heard of him, especially the Bocuse d'Or competition is coming soon. I have news that Yuan will participate." Molière whispered.

"My cooking skills are quite good. I am indeed going to participate in the competition. The invitation was sent by August himself, and I heard that there is a group, headed by Vice Chairman Juman Li, who is preparing to form an alliance against Yuan." Dean said.

"What? Form an alliance to fight?" Molière asked, "Why should we form an alliance?"

"They themselves know that one-on-one is no match for Chef Yuan, so this time the Bocuse d'Or is something to watch." Dean's words changed: "You will know if you go to eat tonight, how about eating fish?"

After speaking, Dean thought in his mind: "Did Molière go for Yuan?"

Dean felt that Molière shouldn't be so stupid. Even if he didn't know how powerful Yuan Zhou was, he should know that he was at least on the same level as Chu Xiao.

If you want to be cannon fodder, that's not how you do it. It's just giving away your life.

"I won't eat fish. You know I don't like fish." Molière looked disgusted.

Dean felt happy when he saw it. It would be best if he didn't eat fish. The ten dishes of the whole fish feast were exactly what he could eat. It was great that Molière didn't eat it.

But it shouldn't be too obvious. Dean said without any hint of expression on his face: "It doesn't matter, Molière. Just order whatever you want. You're welcome. I'll treat you."

"That's okay, but one thing I agreed on in advance is that you can call me by my Chinese name Feng Ma from now on. This is better. After all, this is China." Molière felt that it would be better to adapt from now on.

"It's amazing that you actually came up with a Chinese name yourself. How did Feng Ma come up with it?" Dean said.

"It's just random thoughts." Molière definitely couldn't tell his true thoughts.

Then the two of them talked about the meaning of their Chinese names. After arriving at Dean's house, Molière ate something casually and rested first.

Dean, on the other hand, personally went to the God of Cooking shop to reserve a fish feast for the evening. It was a legitimate reason to catch the wind and wash away the dust. Yuanzhou immediately agreed, almost turning Dean into a 200-pound fat man.

"How good this relationship is, I'm so happy." Yuan Zhou was very moved when he saw Dean leaving with a smile on his face.

He was still very impressed with this French chef, not only because of the previous cow baby incident, but also because this guy came to the restaurant to eat every now and then. He was considered one of the permanent diners, so he was naturally familiar with it.

Yuanzhou didn't pay attention to Dean for too long and continued to devote his thoughts to the study of ancient books. He had some ideas before and tried to make a dish. However, he could only describe the first half of it, so it was considered a failure. .

"It's indeed difficult to achieve the perfect balance of clouds and sunshine. It's better to be perfect." Yuan Zhou muttered.

An idea suddenly flashed in his mind, "Perfection, perfection and lack of perfection? Su Dongpo! Maybe you can try it."

Yuanzhou felt that he had caught some inspiration, and immediately stood up, put the ancient books aside, and entered the kitchen, intending to try out new ideas and record them in his notebook.

The new notebook is already half full. This is the new notebook Yuan Zhou prepared when he was studying this dish. Now that he has recorded half of it, it can be seen that he has practiced it once or twice.

It is extremely difficult to test such a record without head and tail, but Yuanzhou finds it very challenging. As long as there is nothing else to do, apart from practicing knife skills, it is basically used to learn dishes.

This time Yuanzhou used nine kinds of eggs and fish to make this dish, which was exactly ten kinds of ingredients. Unfortunately, although the final dish was delicious, it did not meet the two descriptions.

"It seems we have to look again, but it's already very close. It should be not far from the correct answer." Yuanzhou thought silently.

Soon, a familiar ringtone interrupted Yuan Zhou's thoughts. It was time to prepare the ingredients for dinner.

Yuanzhou began to prepare the ingredients for dinner. Over there, Molière was also preparing with Dean and had to queue up. It was mainly Dean who urged Molière to get ready to go.

"When are you going to eat and leave now?"

Molière originally wanted to take a break and go visit Yuan Zhou and talk about his apprenticeship, but now his plan can't keep up with the change.

"Dinner opens at six o'clock, but the shop is doing well, so we have to line up early." Dean said.

Molière knew that reservations could not be made in advance at the God of Cooking restaurant, so he quickly moved two points with his hand, and it was ready in just a few clicks.

When the two arrived at Peach Creek Road, Molière realized that what Dean said was not an exaggeration at all.

When they came, it was just before 5:15 and there were already a lot of people. Seeing Dean leading him to stand on the roadside with a familiar face, ready to line up at any time, and people were coming one after another, Morrie Ai's curiosity about Yuan Zhou has reached its peak.

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