Chapter 2207 Arriving Early

Of course, it was okay for Yuan Zhou not to be so cautious, because Wu Hai was not at home.

As a black beast with a family, he already knows what it means to prepare for a rainy day. Yuan Zhou's trip this time is actually not very confidential. There is a lot of preliminary preparation work, and you can find out about the Bocuse d'Or World Culinary Competition on the official website.

Therefore, Wu Hai has already announced that he will hold seven art exhibitions in France, and the French painting community is very welcoming of this European hope.

Therefore, the night before Yuan Zhou left, Wu Hai, who did not get a spot in the tavern, immediately got on the plane to France with Mao Xiong.

You don't even need to book a hotel by yourself, someone in France has already booked it, and Wu Hai and Mao Xiong arrived before Yuan Zhou.

Yuan Zhou doesn't know these things now. Sitting in the car going to the airport, Yuan Zhou closed his eyes and rested, and all he thought about was the knowledge of Spanish cuisine.

This is a new way of rest that Yuan Zhou has found. He can't sleep anyway, so it is wise to review the past and learn the new.

Another advantage of this is that time flies very quickly. In the time it took to review five or six dishes in Yuanzhou, I was already on the airport expressway.

"We'll be arriving at the airport soon. Which gate is the young man at?" the driver said.

Although the destination is T1 Terminal, it is not mentioned, but there is still some difference at which gate the bus stops.

When Yuan Zhou heard this, he opened his eyes and looked far away and immediately saw the chubby figure of Cheng Zhaomei. He looked at the door No. 2 next to him and said directly: "Master, just be under the door No. 2."

"Okay." The driver agreed, and the car headed smoothly towards Gate 2.

"squeak"

After the car stopped, Cheng Zhaomei, who had been watching all directions and listening in all directions, immediately saw Yuan Zhou's figure. She stepped forward to open the car door and said hello very respectfully: "Master, you are here. Slow down here."

As a disciple, Cheng Zhaomei did everything he did very well. Even though he and Yuan Zhou might feel a little inconsistent with their age, his serious and sincere attitude explained everything.

The later named disciples were all under the influence of this real senior brother, and their etiquette gradually improved to a higher level.

"It's quite early to recruit girls." Yuan Zhou followed Technician Cheng's movements and got out of the car.

There is no need for Yuan Zhou to carry the luggage himself.

The driver took it off and handed it to Cheng Zhaomei, then said goodbye and left. No long-term parking is allowed here.

"It should be." Cheng Zhaomei pushed the master's suitcase while holding her own suitcase, looking very relaxed.

As a top chef, his arm strength is definitely no problem, and after training with Yuan Zhou, his strength has become stronger, so he has no problem holding two boxes.

Next is a series of things such as ticket collection, security check, and baggage check-in. Because we are going abroad, the time to go through the border inspection is especially long.

Also because Cheng Zhaomei took care of all the chores, Yuan Zhou was relatively relaxed. About forty minutes later, the two of them entered the waiting room.

Except for the small carry-on bag, all other luggage has been checked in.

"By the way, Master, there is something I need to tell Master here." Cheng Zhaomei sat for a while and suddenly remembered something.

"What's the matter?" Yuan Zhou was a little confused.

"Even Dashi and the others wanted to watch Master's game, so they bought tickets for tomorrow." Cheng Zhaomei said directly.

Dashi immediately came to Huaxia after recovering from his injury. He went to Yuan Zhou from time to time to show his presence. He did mention that he wanted to go to France with Yuan Zhou. Other disciples also expressed their intention to go.

Yuanzhou thought about it and thought that bringing more than a dozen disciples there at one time might be a cause for trouble, so he refused. Unexpectedly, they still bought tickets and wanted to go.

In the words of Dashi and others, "Master goes to torture the vegetables. Even if they, the disciples, can't increase their momentum, they can still cheer on the sidelines. This must go."

Now that he heard Cheng Zhaomei's words, Yuanzhou didn't have much reaction. They were all adults and had their own ideas.

He said: "There is no problem in going, but in this competition, many famous chefs will definitely appear. Then you tell Dashi and others that when you come back, each person will submit three analysis articles on chefs from different cuisines."

After a pause, Yuan Zhou continued: "It doesn't have to be too many words, just five thousand. After all, I'm not a devil."

Yuanzhou has always believed that the most important thing is to balance work with rest. His apprentices must not only have strong hands-on skills, but also have good writing skills.

Ever since Dashi and the others became Yuan Zhou's disciples, it has become common for them to do things or write. Their cultural level has been rising steadily, so Cheng Zhaomei is very used to such orders.

"Okay, I understand. How many articles do I need to write?" Cheng Zhaomei asked very honestly.

"You have dealt with more chores this time, so just write three articles like them." Yuan Zhou thought about it and said.

"Okay, master." Cheng Zhaomei agreed.

There is no direct flight from Chengdu to Lyon yet, so this time a transfer is required, which is why Yuanzhou set off so early.

After chatting for a while, it was time to board the plane. Yuan Zhou led Cheng Zhaomei towards the boarding gate. After a series of movements, he sat on the plane.

Soon the plane took off and left the sky of Chengdu when the sky turned white.

This time, Yuan Zhou set his destination at Grenoble Airport in Lyon-Rhône due to a transfer. The transfer took a long time, and it was already six o'clock in the evening when he arrived. Of course, this was the local time in France.

"We're finally here." Yuan Zhou stretched.

Sitting on a plane for more than ten hours is simply more tiring than cooking for so long.

"I really should buy a plane. It's too troublesome to transfer. Besides, Xiaoya can go wherever she wants without having to squeeze in a plane with others." Yuanzhou silently calculated the possibility of buying a plane.

When I passed the French security check, I saw Auguste and his secretary coming to greet us. With the guidance of the locals, the process went very quickly.

"Yuan, welcome to France." Auguste said enthusiastically.

"Chef August, long time no see." Yuan Zhou greeted.

Even Cheng Zhaomei, who was behind, had also seen August, and followed him to say hello, but he was using the courtesy of a junior.

As masters, Yuan Zhou and August were considered equals, so as Cheng Zhaomei was his disciple, he was naturally a generation younger.

This was the first time that secretary Hakim saw his immediate boss being so enthusiastic, and it was also towards such a young oriental man.

The importance he attached to Yuan Zhou in his heart immediately increased by three points. Originally, because August came to greet him in person, Hakim already attached great importance to Yuan Zhou. Now that he saw August's attitude, he became even more cautious. a bit.

After a few people exchanged pleasantries, August took the lead in showing his sense of ownership and led Yuan Zhou and Cheng Zhaomei towards the hotel arranged by the competition organizing committee.

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