Chapter 1633 (1/2)

Yuan Zhou and Wang Jike are having a very friendly conversation, talking and laughing.

Wang Qiang next to him can only pestle in place like a wooden stake in the whole process. This is all about the high-end cooking circle. The people in Wang Qiang's low-end circle can't interrupt at all.

”It's really good to give chef yuan some inspiration.” Wang Jike said.

Yuan Zhou said: ”if chef Wang has time, we can have some in-depth exchanges on Soviet cuisine.”

”I have the same idea.” Wang Jike Wen said: ”I haven't had any arrangements recently. I can cooperate with chef yuan's time. Of course, it's best not to affect chef yuan's business hours.”

”Chef Wang arrived in Chengdu today?” Yuan Zhou made up his mind and asked.

”Well, I should have told chef yuan in advance, but this plan is too hasty.” Wang Jike was apologetic.

”It's okay, it's okay.” Yuan Zhou said, ”I mean, since chef Wang is here today, it must be hard. We'll have a good rest today and tomorrow. We'll communicate the day after tomorrow. What do you think?”

”Very good.” Wang Jike said, ”then I won't disturb chef yuan.”

”I look forward to communicating with chef Wang the day after tomorrow.” Yuanzhou road.

”I'm looking forward to it, too.” Wang Jike nodded.

Wang Jike led Wang Qiang away, and Yuan Zhou watched them off. They didn't turn into the store until they were slowly out of sight.

”It seems that the rumor is wrong after all. It was said before that 'the five tigers of the Soviet province and the Wang family have martial arts', which means that chef Wang Jike is good at cooking, but he is also bad tempered and unreasonable.” Yuan Zhou said to himself, ”today, I found that it was very gentle and reasonable.”

Yuan Zhou shook his head and felt in his heart that the rumors were too much. A nice and amiable elder spread like a devil.

On the other hand, Wang Qiang followed Wang Jike and dared not say a word.

Before that, Wang Jike was very gentle. Even when Wang Qiang was a son for more than 30 years, he had never seen his father so easy to discuss and so gentle.

But as soon as he got to the end of the street, Wang Jike's expression changed back to a serious one, as if he were a stranger.

”Dad... Can you tell me the difference between you and chef yuan?” Wang Qiang asked cautiously.

”What's the use of knowing? You can't learn if you know.” Ji Keqiang glanced at him with disapproval.

”I can't learn. I can study hard. I...” before Wang Qiang finished, he was directly interrupted by Wang Jike: ”study hard? Try to write a five page cooking summary in two weeks?”

”That...” Wang Qiang was so angry that he couldn't understand.

”Don't say that. Straighten your tongue before you speak. Don't speak unless you straighten it.” Wang Jike's pace was very fast, and Wang Qiang only trotted after him.

See, this is his father's normal attitude! Wang Qiang thinks he is a fake son. Compared with the gentleness when talking to boss yuan, the gap is too big!

Wang Qiang followed Wang Jike back to the hotel.

After arriving at the hotel, Wang Jike read the newspaper and went to bed at 10:30. His work and rest time has always been very regular.

On the contrary, Wang Qiang, Huang Fei, Liu Li and Hao Cheng first gathered together to complain. After all, they were all cubs oppressed by Wang Jike.

However, there is also a review of their improper learning attitude. The four are manly and angry, shouting that they must take more than ten pages of notes tomorrow.

”Brother Qiang, I remember you said before that chef Wang Jike would communicate with chef yuan the day after tomorrow?” Hao Cheng suddenly asked.

At this question, Liu Li and Huang Fei immediately brightened their eyes and looked at Wang Qiang intensely.

”Yes, there is.” Wang Qiang nodded.

”Can we go and listen?” That's what Hao Cheng wants to say.

”It should be.” Wang Qiang replied uncertainly, and then said, ”I'll ask my father tomorrow.”

”It's up to you, brother Qiang”, ”I've watched the video of chef yuan communicating with other masters over and over for many times”, ”it's really hard to watch the communication between the two masters on site”.

Then they said good night to each other and went back to their rooms to have a rest.

”Good night” in modern society doesn't mean going to bed, but I want to play alone and don't want to chat.

It's like, after Wang Qiang said good night, it's already twelve o'clock in his room, but he still didn't sleep until half an hour later.

At a time when entertainment activities are so diverse, there is a kind of person who is particularly powerful. ”You can go to bed immediately if you want to sleep, and you can get up immediately if you want to get up”. It happens that Yuanzhou and Wang Jike are such people.

My eyes turned back to Yuanzhou. After seeing off, Yuanzhou also went back to the shop. It didn't rain tonight, so the tavern was open.

”Don't bother boss yuan? I have something to ask boss yuan.” Fang Heng, the Witch of the heavenly cult, came.

”What's up?” Yuan Zhou looked up and asked.

”When will boss yuan produce new wine? Although draft beer, Pitong wine and red wine are good to drink, compared with the speed of new dishes, the tavern obviously can't keep up.”

Fang Heng represents all drunkards. Oh, no, all drinkers come to inquire.

”Boss yuan, you can't favor one over the other!”

”Well, I try to speed up the frequency of new wine.” Yuan Zhou nodded.

When you think about it, the speed of wine seems to be a little slow.

”Okok, I'm relieved to have boss yuan. I'll go back first.” Fang Heng is satisfied.

”Hmm? Don't drink today?” Yuan Zhou said something and then reacted: ”Oh, forget you didn't win today, so be careful on the road.”

”Oh...” Fang Heng's happy mood suddenly disappeared.

Although the tavern is a number drawing type, in fact, ordinary tourists really rarely come from other places to smoke and drink.

Of course, except those who like to have two drinks, so the guests in the tavern are still fixed.

But recently! I don't know why. All the places for drinking at night were robbed by guests from Shandong Province.

Zheng Xian, Fang Heng, and other experienced guests did not win.

”I've been drinking for a long time. It's nothing if I don't drink a few meals!” Fang Heng comforted himself in this way.

”And the weather is bad tonight. This wine must not be as good as usual.” Fang Heng is a typical sour grape who can't eat grapes.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's good to say that grapes are sour when you can't eat grapes. At least it's better in your heart.

Can't you eat it? I have to think in my heart that grapes are delicious and sweet. Isn't that more painful?

Anyway, Fang Heng, who wanted to be sour, was much more comfortable. He walked home slowly and met Zheng Xian on his way home.

Fang Heng asked, ”sister Xian, why are you still wandering in the street and didn't go back?”

”I haven't drunk for two days. I want to.” Zheng Xian said, ”so I wanted to find a place to drink, but I found two stores, and the wine didn't meet my heart.”

”I also want to drink. Do you want to go to my wine shop? The newly brewed Pitong wine tastes OK.” Fang Hengdao.

”That doesn't lead the way.” Zheng Xian smiled.

The two came to a wine shop about five kilometers away from Yuanzhou shop.

Once Fangjia Pitong liquor was introduced into the market, it was extremely popular in the medium and high-end market.

Fang Heng's family also has seven or eight wine shops in Chengdu, and then there are five in other provinces. The reason why there are so many shops in Chengdu is that his family is based in Chengdu. As Fang Heng's father said, don't just occupy the market, take steps step by step.

At this time, the wine shop has closed, but Fang Heng, as a young boss, must have a key.

”Hua La” Fang Heng opened the shop door.

”Originally, our head office was in Qingyang District, but it was only last year that we decided to arrange it as a head office.” Fang Heng turned on the light in the shop while explaining.