Gourmet Food Supplier - Chapter 612

Chapter 612: 612




"Hoo, I finished . It's so delicious . " Yin Ya breathed out and revealed a smile on her face .

"Xi Suo" . She carefully took off the gloves covered with oil and wiped her hands with the tissue .

Meanwhile, she didn't forget to look around the restaurant .

"I didn't eat much at noon, so I was hungry . "

There was a slight blush on Yin Ya's face, obviously out of embarrassment . She grumbled verbally to somebody unknown to others . Seeing nobody notice her, she stood up and left naturally .

"Boss Yuan is so annoying . He cooks so well that I actually ate up an entire chicken . That's terrible . " As soon as Yin Ya walked out of the restaurant, she couldn't help turning around and glaring at Yuan Zhou . Only then did she leave .

With his sharp senses, Yuan Zhou naturally felt something . He raised his head and looked towards Yin Ya's seat subconsciously and then revealed an expression of puzzlement .

"Now that there's nothing left in the plate, this dish should have been well received by her . Girls are really so strange, beautiful girls are stranger . " Yuan Zhou thought in his heart .

"Boss Yuan, I think this should be called Manually Shredded Salt Baked Chicken," while eating blissfully, Wu Hai said clearly .

"This is Dongjiang Salt Baked Chicken," Yuan Zhou said seriously .

"I know, I know . But it's torn by hand now, isn't it? The taste is so good . It will be nicer to eat rice along with the gravy that flowed out . " Wu Hai gasped in admiration while eating .



"Um . " Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then he prepared to turn around and go back to the kitchen .

However, somebody stopped him at that time .

"Boss Yuan, can you do me a favor?" The person who stopped Yuan Zhou was called Zong Lin . He was dressed in casual clothes and had short hair and thus appeared quite spirited . Judging from his appearance, he was about 27 or 28 years old .

The person seated beside him was an older middle-aged man, whose back was slightly hunched; however, his arms were still quite muscular . He was supposed to be Zong Lin's father .

"What's the matter?" Yuan Zhou turned around and asked .

"I want to have a match with my father on cooking and I hope you can be the judge . " Zong Lin was quite courteous when he said to Yuan Zhou, but was full of resentment when he mentioned his father .

"Humph . " Obviously, the middle-aged man heard that from his son's tone and hence snorted coldly towards Zong Lin .

"I'm sorry I cannot . " Yuan Zhou refused him directly without any consideration .

"Well, all right . Sorry to bother you, Boss Yuan . " Zong Lin was stunned for a while and then he apologized in embarrassment .

"Never mind . " Without saying anything more, Yuan Zhou went back to the kitchen .

These two people were known to Yuan Zhou . They didn't come for meals frequently, but Yuan Zhou remembered them very well, not because they were also chefs, but because they quarreled every time they came .




Though they knew to keep their voices down in public places, that didn't make any difference to Yuan Zhou . He could still hear their quarrel from the beginning to the end .

"Their problem cannot be solved with only one competition . " Yuan Zhou was quite clear about that . Therefore, he refused the request of the son flatly .

"I told you not to ask him, but you didn't follow my advice . Now you know what embarrassment is?" the middle-aged man reproved Zong Lin in a low voice .

"Boss Yuan didn't say anything else . He just didn't agree . " Zong Lin contradicted his father directly .

"Isn't that enough? Do you want to be refused for a few more times? You never think before you do things . I can imagine what are your culinary skills like . " The middle-aged man scolded Zong Lin straightforwardly while glaring at him .

"Not really . I studied western-styled cooking . And I think I'm at least more awesome than you . " Zong Lin was reluctant to show weakness and hence refuted his father .

"You just mess things up when you cook the so-called western-style food . You know nothing but wasting things . When you shred something, you only use the central part and drop the other parts . Don't you mess things up by doing that?" The middle-aged man snapped straightforwardly .

"You know nothing about the western-style food . We are pursuing the perfection of the arts . It's not like blending everything in one pot just like you usually do . " Zong Lin couldn't help gnashing his teeth . Only then did he lower his voice and say that .

The two people quarreled with each other just like that . If it were not for the people at the side and they were specifically keeping their voice down, the middle-aged man would have already lost his temper and smacked his son . But even so, they were also quarreling fiercely .

The good thing was that their voices were so low that they almost didn't affect other people . Nonetheless, their behavior was still not good .

"Dinnertime comes to an end now . Everybody, please come early tomorrow . " The quarrel straightforwardly lasted until the dinnertime of Yuan Zhou's restaurant ended .

"Ta Ta Ta" . Along with the sound, the incessant footsteps went far away . Because of Yuan Zhou's refusal, the two people started quarreling heatedly .

"Am I still your father? Why can't you obey me?" The middle-aged man shouted loudly in desperation .

"Then am I still your son? Can't you just respect me once?" Zong Lin suddenly stood up and asked back with the same questioning tone .

"Respect? What kind of respect do you want? Just follow my suggestions and come back home . Don't go to that western-style restaurant," the middle-aged man also stood up and said with an obstinate and unyielding tone .

"You don't know anything about the western-styled food . I'm going to a Michelin 1-Star restaurant rather than an ordinary one," Zong Lin said indifferently and seriously .

"I don't know about western food? What do you think I don't know ever since cooking for so many years?" The middle-aged man flushed out of anger and said with a tougher tone, not preparing to yield to his son .

"Dad, I will definitely go there . I must go there . " Zong Lin directly stood his ground .

Just when the middle-aged man wanted to argue with him, Zong Lin opened his mouth once again .

"You could cook everything in the kitchen last time . You could cook a delectable Egg Fried Rice with the simple rice and eggs just like a superhuman . But now, I can also cook them and am not worse than you . I'm also a chef now . " Zong Lin looked at the eyes of his father and said word by word .

"You are also a chef? You are nothing but a novice . " The middle-aged man contradicted his son subconsciously after he was stunned for a while .

"I'm 29 years old and can compete to be a head chef of any Michelin One Star Restaurant . I'm now an official chef now," Zong Lin emphasized again .

"Ok, all right, all right . You are a chef of a high-class restaurant and look down upon this ordinary chef from a farmhouse . Just do as you want to and don't come back to me when you suffer setbacks . " With a taunt face, the middle-aged man said that in a breath and then left with big strides .

"No, I won't . I have achieved the dream of my childhood . " Zong Lin's words came to the ears of the middle-aged man from afar .

The middle-aged man couldn't help thinking of what Zong Lin said in his childhood, that he also wanted to be a chef, one as awesome as his father .

"Fortunately, my father didn't ask too much of me . He will be satisfied as long as I can boil the pot and find a girlfriend . Am I right, Dad?" Having witnessed the whole process of the father and the son quarreling, Yuan Zhou couldn't help but look towards his parents' room on the second floor and revealed a satisfied smile .

"Boss, do you think they will come to eat again in the future?" Zhou Jia waited at the side until the two people left and then couldn't help asking .

"Yes, of course they will . " Yuan Zhou said affirmatively .

"Why?" Zhou Jia was full of curiosity .

After all, in her opinion, the relationship between the father and the son seemed to have split apart . And how could they possibly come together again for meals? Did Boss Yuan find something?

"Because things cooked by me all very delicious," Yuan Zhou said naturally .

"Er…, all that my boss says is right," Zhou Jia choked and then said .

"Um . " Yuan Zhou nodded his head in an obvious manner .

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