Chapter 432 Special Sales Method

"Stop, don't make any noise, I'll ask." Jiang Changxi yelled angrily.

"Uh..." At this moment, all the diners subconsciously stopped talking.

Jiang Changxi looked at the quiet shop with satisfaction, then turned to look at Yuan Zhou and spoke.

"Boss Yuan, were you researching new dishes just now?" Jiang Changxi asked directly.

"Yes, new dish." Yuan Zhou stood in the kitchen and nodded seriously.

"What new dish is it? When will it be released and ready for sale?" Jiang Changxi's questions to Yuan Zhou were always straightforward, otherwise Yuan Zhou's answers might be even more incomprehensible.

"The roast goose, the sale time has not been decided yet." Yuan Zhou looked at the blisters on his hands without any trace, and said with certainty.

"Roast goose, it's actually roast goose, I really want to eat it." The first person to say this was Manman.

"Hey, this seems to be the first time that Boss Yuan has served a whole dish." A diner said curiously.

"Nonsense, the anchovy shrimp is not whole." The diners nearby retorted without hesitation.

"Who told you this? What I'm talking about is whole chicken and whole fish. This roast goose must be a whole one." The diner also explained with a smile.

"That's right." The diner who had just retorted nodded.

"Why aren't you sure about the time?" Jiang Changxi's beautiful face was full of confusion.

"I know, it must depend on Goose's mood." Manman answered playfully.

"Haha, yes, yes, yes,

Maybe the goose will be in a good mood. "Wu Hai stroked his mustache and answered happily.

Ever since Yuan Zhou talked about looking at the mood of the bees, this joke has been ruined by them.

"No, it depends on my mood." Yuan Zhou frowned and explained seriously.

"Ah? Why." Wu Hai asked reflexively.

"We only provide four roast geese every month." Yuan Zhou said the reason.

"It really depends on your mood and when you do it, right?" Wu Hai, as an educated and artistic young man, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Boss Yuan, life lies in exercise." Ling Hong said encouragingly, showing his biceps.

"Yes, don't be too lazy. Just go with this scent. Four of them are not enough for me to eat." Wu Hai nodded repeatedly.

"Zheng Jiawei should be very happy to hear this." Yuan Zhou calmly blocked it back.

After all, it can be seen from Zheng Jiawei chasing Wu Hai and painting all over the world.

"How can art be a catalyst? It's a collision of inspirations." Wu Hai always looks serious when talking about painting.

"Yeah, so it's the same." Yuan Zhou nodded in agreement.

Well, Wu Hai has nothing to say now.

"Everyone, the business hours are here. Please order your food." Shen Min said carefully.

At this time, I didn’t care about the new dishes. After all, having lunch first was the most important thing. The bursts of fragrance just now made people greedy, and of course they swallowed a lot of saliva.

"Old man, I want to be extravagant today, a portion of Dongpo pork elbow, and two sets of clear soup noodles." The old man said very proudly.

"Can you eat that elbow?" The old woman glared instantly.

"Yes, Master Yuan did this." The old man immediately said with a smile.

"Only this time." The old woman pinched the old man before agreeing.

After all, this elbow sounds very oily. It is normal for the elderly to be worried because their stomachs are weak.

"Dengying beef with white rice." The diners ordered meat today.

Maybe it's the freshly crispy taste that whets your appetite.

Shen Min conveyed the diners' needs seriously, and Yuan Zhou began to prepare after listening.

When I was getting ready, it was inevitable that someone would notice the blisters on the back of my hands.

After a long time, Yuanzhou has become accustomed to the pea-sized blisters on his hands, and it does not affect his operation.

"Do you think Boss Yuan got burned?" Yin Ya, who didn't want to talk to Yuan Zhou because of the treat, was the first to notice.

"It seems so." Jiang Changxi never cooked, so she really didn't know.

"Such a big blister, it must be a burn." Manman was the owner of a dessert shop after all. He nodded affirmatively after seeing it.

"This..." Yin Ya didn't know what to say for a moment.

"You need to apply medicine at this time. I think he definitely didn't apply it. Look at the shiny blisters." Manman turned his head and glanced at Yin Ya, frowning and said.

"Burn ointment?" Yin Ya didn't understand much about this either.

"What's the use? The mink oil that a friend of mine brought is good for burns." Manman's eyes lit up, and she suddenly remembered.

"Manman, if Boss Yuan gets serious, he might have to rest again, and we won't have anything to eat. Do you want to contribute your mink oil?" After hearing this, Yin Ya immediately said to Manman.

"Okay, but I won't give it to him, lest he yell. Yaya, go ahead!" Even Jiang Changxi noticed the evil smile on Manman's face, but Yinya only looked at Yuanzhou's hands.

"No problem, you can give me lunch then." Yin Ya agreed without thinking.

Now I forgot about the embarrassment of last time eating.

"Well, it's settled then." Manman secretly winked at Jiang Changxi, and then said seriously.

But Yuanzhou, who was cooking seriously while wearing a mask, didn't know that the blisters on his hands were being taken care of by three beauties.

With Yin Ya on her side, Jiang Changxi also specifically asked Ling Hong and Wu Hai, who also discovered it, not to interfere and let Yin Ya deliver it.

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Time passed so quickly when he was busy. Yuan Zhou even forgot about the pain of blisters. Two hours passed in a flash.

"Thank you for coming, see you tonight." Yuan Zhou stood in the kitchen and said politely, just like every time.

This also means the complete end of lunch time.

"Boss, I'm going back first." Shen Min said after seeing off the last customer.

"Be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Tap tap tap" Yuan Zhou didn't sit down to rest until Shen Min's footsteps faded away.

But before he could rest for a few minutes, a head popped in from the door, it was Wu Hong.

Yuan Zhou could hardly help but frown.

After thinking for a while, Yuanzhou opened one side of the long curved table and walked out of the store.

"Master Yuanzhou, are you done? Do you want to accept a disciple now?" Wu Hong asked immediately when he saw Yuanzhou coming out.

Yuan Zhou didn't speak. He first looked at the small pony at the door, and then looked at Wu Hong's appearance of not feeling tired at all. He knew it was him who had moved it. After taking a deep breath, Yuan Zhou spoke.

"Wu Hong, I will not accept a disciple. No matter if you stand here for a day, a week, a month, or a year, I will not change my decision." Yuan Zhou said these words extremely seriously.

"Why!" Wu Hong asked loudly with his eyes wide open, his face flushed instantly.

"You lack the most important thing as a chef." Yuan Zhou looked at Wu Hong and was not moved by his anger or anger.

"What is it? How do you know I don't have it?" Wu Hong didn't believe what Yuan Zhou said.

"Wu Hong, you must know that an iron pestle can be ground into a needle, and wood can only be ground into a toothpick. But obviously, you haven't even put in the effort to make toothpicks." Yuanzhou looked at the little horse at the door with a pointed look.

"You! Huh!" Wu Hong couldn't hold himself any longer.

Yuan Zhou refused the first time he opened his mouth, and now he directly said that he didn't work hard, which Wu Hong couldn't accept at all. After all, he really felt that he was sincere.

He glanced at Yuan Zhou, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Please take your bench with you and be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou said calmly from behind.

Wu Hong was so embarrassed and angry at this time that he ran over to pick up the small horse and ran away immediately.

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