Chapter 2104 The Meeting Begins

"That's all the ingredients are prepared. They're gone." Yuan Zhou blocked Wu Hai from the source.

Guo Penghao and Lei Ti also wanted to eat, but they couldn't agree with Wu Hai. After all, it was already difficult to get Yuan Zhou to recreate the dish, and any further demands would be to push the envelope.

"Thank you Chef Yuan for your hospitality today. It helped me fulfill my long-cherished wish. I'm very grateful." Guo Penghao smoothed things over and changed the topic.

"This is a dish that I couldn't figure out how to cook after eating it for the first time." Lei said.

Yuanzhou nodded, accepted the compliment humbly, and told Lei Ti that if there was such a dish that he was not sure whether it really existed, he could tell him directly.

After all, the theme of the second solo exhibition has been decided, and I have to consciously develop in that direction.

Opportunities are for those who are prepared!

"This is my process of restoring this dish, but I left a copy of the information for archives. I hope you don't mind." Yuan Zhou took out a notebook and handed it to Guo Penghao.

Yuan Zhou basically records every step of cooking from the beginning. That is to say, the notes on the dishes on the menu have gradually become less and less now, but every time he improves his cooking skills, he will still take notes.

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Guo Penghao showed a happy smile.

He didn't expect such an unexpected surprise. The most important thing was that he never thought that Yuan Zhou would give him the notes. It was a pie in the sky, and it was still a meat pie.

There are so few people with such a big heart and cooking ethics as Yuan Zhou!

"Thank you, Chef Yuan." Guo Penghao bowed solemnly.

Yuan Zhou waved his hands with a calm expression. After sending away the very excited Guo Penghao and Lei Ti, Yuan Zhou turned around and looked at Wu Hai who was still sitting there and said, "It's not business hours yet."

"I just want to see my nephews." After Wu Hai said this, he headed towards the back door. It was obvious that he really thought so.

Yuanzhou ignored him and went upstairs to wash up and change clothes to prepare lunch ingredients.

Time passed in this step-by-step process of opening the store, and soon it was time for the Gaogou meeting to begin.

Probably to give face, Chengdu, which had been rainy and gloomy for the past two days, finally showed a sunny smile, showing its head early in the morning.

The Gaogou Meeting has always been held according to Yuan Zhou's schedule, and the venue was near Taoxi Road, which was specially prepared by Xu Ban and the others.

The two time periods are from 9:30 to 11 o'clock in the morning and from 2:30 to 5 o'clock in the afternoon. They are very convenient. Each time period is not particularly long, and even older people can still sit there.

"Master, are you ready? We are about to set off?" Cheng Zhaomei rarely came to the store.

Recently, except when he comes to check Yuan Zhou's homework, he has basically disappeared from the shop at other times, and it seems very busy.

"Okay, let's go." Yuan Zhou looked solemn in a sky-blue Hanfu.

The two of them walked very quickly, and the distance from the shop to the meeting place was only ten minutes.

"Have you been having trouble recruiting girls recently? If you have any, you can tell me." Yuan Zhou expressed concern.

He had also recently noticed Cheng Zhaomei's irregular and busy life, thinking that he had encountered some difficulties. As a direct disciple, Yuan Zhou was still very concerned about it.

"It's okay, Master, the association has something to decide on recently, and there are just a lot of meetings." Cheng Zhaomei spoke in a cryptic manner and did not say anything clearly.

"That's good." Yuan Zhou nodded.

He respected everyone's privacy. Since Cheng Zhaomei didn't want to talk more, Yuan Zhou didn't ask any more questions, as long as there were no questions.

Soon the two people arrived at their destination.

"Hello, President." Wan Li and Xu Ban were standing at the door to greet everyone in person.

When he saw Yuan Zhou coming, he went to greet him.

"Is it almost time for people to arrive?" Yuan Zhou asked.

"That's almost it. It's about to start in fifteen minutes. Does the president need to take a break?" Xu Ban asked.

Yuan Zhou came here directly after opening the store, so Xu Ban and Wan Li specially prepared a small lounge here in case of emergencies.

Before Yuan Zhou could reply, he was interrupted by a loud noise at the door. The first thing he saw when he turned around was a wheelchair.

Then there sat a hale and hearty old man, with silvery white hair, a face full of grooves, and a very thin figure. He was a weather-beaten man.

Yuan Zhou was not very familiar with him, but the fact that he was accompanied by Zhou Shijie explained the problem.

Yuan Zhou hurriedly greeted him: "Why are you here, Uncle Zhou? Who is this?"

"Xiao Yuan, this is Chen Zhongwen, Mr. Chen, Zhejiang Cuisine Dading." Zhou Shijie stepped forward and introduced softly.

Unexpectedly, the old man had a sharp ear and said directly: "Xiao Zhou, don't talk nonsense, that happened so many years ago, it's not worth mentioning."

"It turns out to be the famous Fish King. I'm glad to meet you, Chef Chen." Yuan Zhou bowed slightly to show respect.

Chen Zhongwen's name, Yuan Zhou, has been heard in many chef circles. He is famous as a fish expert, but he has disappeared from the cooking world for more than ten years. Legend has it that it is because of poor health.

Now that he sees Yuan Zhou in person, he believes that his health is indeed not good, but not bad. However, the old man is indeed quite old. He remembers that he seems to be in his nineties.

"Chef Yuan, you're welcome. I'm here today to attend a meeting. Isn't it time? Let's go." The old man was a resolute person. As he spoke, he got up from the wheelchair and walked forward.

I sit in a wheelchair just to reassure everyone. Now when I get to a place, I will naturally use my legs to walk. Otherwise, it would be too shameful.

"Chef Chen is also here to attend the meeting?" Yuan Zhou was a little surprised.

"That's right. The questions my disciple asked online for help won't count, right?" Chen Zhongwen looked at Yuan Zhou with some caution.

"No, one question represents one person's participation. There is no problem. It is in line with the rules." Yuan Zhou said directly.

"That's good, I am the representative." Chen Zhongwen ignored the three or four people following behind him.

"Xiao Yuan, you are busy, I will go back first, and I will leave it to you." Zhou Shijie breathed a sigh of relief.

This old man is a treasure. He is currently the oldest one in the cooking world. He is a living treasure, but his temper is hard to describe. Even this meeting was the news that Zhou Shijie only received when he arrived in Chengdu.

"Okay, I understand, Uncle Zhou, don't worry." Yuan Zhou nodded to express his understanding.

Following Chen Zhongwen into the conference room, there were fifty-seven people in total. The conference room was not full in the previous two sessions, but this time it was full. Everyone was whispering to each other, but Mr. Chen and Yuan Zhou After coming in one after another, it gradually became quiet.

After scanning around, Yuanzhou spotted no less than ten familiar faces. These were diners who often visited the shop during this period. He had a good memory and could remember them when he saw them.

For example, Bailang and Huang Cai were still sitting close to the podium.

An old man in his fifties who had followed Mr. Chen walked in. When he passed by Yuan Zhou, he said, "Chef Yuan, I also have an invitation letter."

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