Chapter 522 The Former Imperial Chef Who Was Invited Out

"So it's because of this?" Wu Hai looked confused.

"It's not just because of this, it's really the most expensive in history." The diners on the side nodded seriously.

After all, Su Shi's calligraphy is still very valuable. You must know that Su Shi's authentic calligraphy once appeared in an auction house in Hong Kong, and the final transaction price was 460 million. However, that's it, and there are many news that prove this is false news.

The reason is that the price is too cheap. Su Shi's calligraphy works cost at least one billion, which is reasonable. Therefore, it is conceivable that this dish is worthy of being the most expensive in history.

"It's true. I can exchange it for Mr. Su's calligraphy. It's a pity that I wasn't born in that era." Some diners said with emotion.

"It sounds like you would have been able to cook this dish if you were born in that era." A diner on the side scoffed directly.

"Yes, I don't know how. I said it was Boss Yuan. If Boss Yuan was in that era, he would have a room full of Mr. Su's calligraphy." This diner was also quite smart, and he directly pulled Yuan Zhou out to talk.

"That's true. With Boss Yuan's skills, I'm afraid Mr. Su will take the initiative to exchange the calligraphy treasure for vegetables." The diner nodded with deep sympathy.

"Isn't that right? Boss Yuan's good craftsmanship makes me want to find a boyfriend like him." A girl with a pretty face and simple clothes opened her mouth and said.

"Haha, I think you want to find Boss Yuan." Some diners laughed kindly.

"Uh-huh, that's not okay. Boss Yuan belongs to all of us." Man Man said playfully from the side.

After the usual fight over Yuanzhou, everyone became passionate about food again, but this time there were many more people ordering Dongpo.

It's still very tempting to eat the same dish as a celebrity, not to mention it's a dish that the celebrity would trade Mo Bao for.

Yuan Zhou, who had just been robbed, was concentrating on cooking. Even the topic of his girlfriend that he was most interested in could not distract him.

"No. 14, Taoxi Road, Rongcheng, yes, that's the address, but it's too small." A young man muttered as he stared at Yuanzhou's shop.

This man was wearing an ordinary woolen coat and black trousers. There was still some dust on the brown leather shoes on his feet. There were wrinkles on the hem of the coat. He had glasses on his face. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties.

His face looks square and upright, and he feels quite upright.

Even though his eyes were gurgling and his expression was not serious, he looked much more lively.

The man held the note in his hand and after carefully checking the house number, he looked at the people lining up in front of Yuanzhou's store and the people who seemed to be watching on the side, feeling a little puzzled.

Since there was no signboard at the entrance of Yuanzhou's shop, the man was not sure, so he stepped forward and started asking people.

"Hello, is this a hotel?" The young man spoke standard Mandarin, and he didn't look like he was from Chengdu.

The person being asked happened to be Ma Zhida. Of course he was here to eat new dishes. After all, he was the little prince of new dishes.

"Of course, this is Yuan Zhou's shop. Of course, you can also call it Chef God's shop." Ma Zhida said with a proud face.

"God of Cooking? This is such a big title." The young man muttered in his heart, but he expressed his sincere thanks on his face.

"Thank you, but there are so many people." The young man said with a smile.

"No, you're standing behind me, have you already received your number?" Ma Zhida was a little confused.

Because after asking this question, the man stood directly behind Mazhida, looking like he was queuing up.

"What number do you want?" the young man asked doubtfully.

"It's your first time here, right? I thought you had already received your number. Did you see the silver machine over there? You can get your number just by swiping your ID card." Ma Zhida was patient and explained carefully.

"It's quite troublesome." The young man muttered.

"What?" Mazhida asked without hearing clearly.

"It's okay, thank you." The young man shook his head, turned around and left, preparing to get the number, but did not hear Mazhida's words that the number was no longer available.

The place where Yuanzhou is located is really not the most developed place in Chengdu. What's more, there is not even a parking lot here. Those who come here to eat will either have to pay a ticket or park far away. Even so, when it is time to eat, there is still a steady stream of people coming. Absolutely.

But the large number of people does not mean that the facilities here are luxurious. There are no public toilets, and the environment of the small street is really average, with old houses on both sides.

"This is really big enough to be hidden from the world." The young man sighed with emotion.

"It seems that all these capable people like this." The young man immediately thought of Mr. Ma in that remote place in Yanfeng Village.

Yes, this man knows Mr. Ma.

The young man's surname is Liu and his name is Jian'an, which is not bad. After all, his father's name is Jianguo and his brother's name is Jianjun. Don't ask him why people of different generations are still named Jian, he doesn't understand.

There was an old soldier who participated in the revolution in his family, and his name was naturally the result of his patriotism. After all, his sister was called the Red Army, so he felt lucky for his name.

"At least my name sounds like a boy, unlike my sister who is called Red Army, huh." Liu Jianan complained.

Liu Jian'an is twenty-five this year and is still in his senior year at university. He is the youngest child in the family. His father will celebrate his 91st birthday soon. Because he celebrated his 90th birthday last year, he wants to keep a low profile this year.

But at this age, there is no reason to celebrate a birthday in a low-key manner. Moreover, Liu Jian'an's father, Comrade Jianguo, is still in office, so it is definitely a simpler one.

As the youngest child in the family, Liu Jian'an had no money and no power, so he didn't know what to give. Suddenly he remembered that the old man had not had a good appetite recently, which was also because the old man had indigestion due to his old age.

Because of this incident, Liu Jian'an suddenly thought of Mr. Ma, the retired former imperial chef. It would be too big a move to invite the current one, and as a college student, he really couldn't invite him.

After all, this was not going in his father's name, so Liu Jianan suddenly made up his mind to go to Mr. Ma's place.

He didn't know Mr. Ma, but knowing his address was just a chance.

Once he has a goal, he will naturally have motivation. When he set a goal in his senior year, he rushed to Yanfeng Village.

"mdzz, this place is quite shabby." This was the first thing Liu Jian'an said after getting off the plane.

However, after riding a motorcycle for a long time and having to walk up to Yanfeng Village, Liu Jianan wanted to curse.

"Is this imperial chef here to live in seclusion? What can he eat in such a remote place?" Liu Jian'an, who had never experienced hardship, complained as he walked.

Fortunately, he still had some luck. When he arrived at the village, Mr. Ma was there.

Liu Jian'an was like nothing else. He had good toughness. He pestered Mr. Ma for a full month and seven days before he was able to impress Mr. Ma.

"I promise you, you can go away." Mr. Ma put his hands behind his back, his hair was neat, and his voice was still as loud as ever.

"Great, Mr. Na Ma, will you come with me today or tomorrow?" Liu Jian'an threw down the clothes in his hands and jumped up excitedly.

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