Yuan Zhou didn't know about Chen Mu's arrival again, because dinner time had already begun, and Yuan Zhou didn't have a chance to look outside the door again.

Even Ruan Xiaoqing, Ling Hong, and Master Qian, who had just entered the door, Yuan Zhou, only glanced at them lightly, and then withdrew their gaze.

Even if they are good friends, there are some things that can't be managed, such as Ling Hong's current affairs.

Dinner time passed slowly without waves and winds, and Chen Mu also walked in with the support of his daughter Chen Shan.

"Chef Chen. As soon as he entered the door, Yuan Zhou greeted first.

"Chef Yuan. Chen Mu nodded at Yuan Zhou, and then sat in the vacant seat.

"What to eat? The menu is on the table. Yuan Zhou stepped forward and stretched out his hand to signal.

"Hello Chef Yuan. Chen Shan greeted Yuan Zhou respectfully.

"This is my youngest daughter, who has been learning to cook for the past two years because of my problem, and recently came together without anything. Chen Mu introduced.

"Hmm. Yuan Zhou nodded at Chen Shan as a greeting.

But Chen Shan couldn't help but speak: "May I ask Chef Yuan, do you have porridge here?"

"No porridge, no porridge. Yuan Zhou said directly.

"Okay, then a bowl of porridge. As a chef, Chen Shan naturally knew the difference between porridge and porridge, and after ordering, he turned his head to look at his father Chen Mu and asked, "Dad, what else do you want to eat?"

"No, that's all there is to it, there are rules. Chen Mu pointed to the wall behind him.

Chen Shan turned his head and saw the conspicuous words that could not be wasted, so he stopped talking.

"What do you eat?" asked Yuan Zhou.

"Huh? Chen Shan was asked by Yuan Zhou and subconsciously replied.

"Shanshan?" Chen Mu looked at his daughter suspiciously.

"It's okay, I mean I want a bowl of egg fried rice set. Chen Shan was instantly reacted by his father to make a fuss, and his face turned red, but he still calmly opened his mouth to remedy.

"Okay, wait a minute, the meal will arrive in a while, please pay first and then eat." Yuan Zhou nodded, and then said.

"Chef Yuan is relieved, he has already paid. Chen Mu nodded.

"Eat smaller, more frequent meals. Yuan Zhou looked at Chen Mu's face, and then returned to the kitchen with a word.

On the other side, looking at Yuan Zhou's face that had not changed from beginning to end, Chen Shan felt at ease.

But at this time, Chen Mu, who had already drunk some water in the welcome package, almost blew Chen Shan up from the chair with a word.

"Shanshan, don't have any thoughts about Chef Yuan, I have an equal relationship with Chef Yuan, it's not appropriate for you to be my daughter. After Chen Mu finished speaking, he took a sip of water and continued: "What's more, I think Chef Yuan should have a girlfriend." ”

The person Chen Mu said was Yin Ya, because Yin Ya came to drink and greeted them during the communication throughout the day.

As a person who came over, Chen Mu naturally saw at a glance the unclear thoughts of the two young people, and he reminded his daughter half ridiculously and half seriously.

"I don't, I'm not, Dad, don't talk nonsense. Chen Shan said embarrassed and helpless.

"No, it's fine. Chen Mu said meaningfully.

"Dad, your body is important, I don't have other thoughts yet. Chen Shan assured seriously.

"Alright, I got it. Speaking of body, Chen Mu didn't ridicule his daughter's thoughts, and responded lightly, and stopped talking.

Chen Shan on the side secretly raised his eyes to look at Yuan Zhou's flowing movements, with a look of envy on his face.

"If only I had such a high level of culinary talent. Chen Shan thought secretly.

The dinner time of this day passed slowly as usual, and I am afraid that the difference was that it was the first time that Ling Hong sat next to Ruan Xiaoqing and dined together.

There is also the arrival of Chen Mu and Chen Shan.

But these have little to do with Yuan Zhou, he still works hard to study Cantonese cuisine and wants to make Cantonese cuisine online as soon as possible.

Because these diners are here for his craft, working hard to improve their cooking skills is the best reward.

The time passed in Yuan Zhou's efforts to learn Cantonese cuisine, and soon it was the afternoon of the next day.

Now Yuan Zhou would stop studying at half past three in the afternoon, and then come to the backyard of the tavern, flipping through the books on the stone table and waiting for people.

Yuan Zhou and the others are naturally Yin Ya, who has been drinking at this time of day recently.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door in the backyard at 3:45.

"It's coming. Yuan Zhou replied habitually, and then walked quickly to the door and opened the back door.

Sure enough, there was a slim man standing at the door, wearing a white shirt with a haze blue turtleneck sweater, a corduroy brown short skirt on the bottom, and a pair of flat-soled white boots on his feet, revealing a piece of white and tender calf elegance.

Such Yin Ya looks extraordinarily gentle and humble, and beautiful.

"Good afternoon. Yuan Zhou's eyes lit up, with a faint softness on his face.

"Mm-hmm, good afternoon, Compass. Yin Ya smiled slyly, and then stepped through the door.

"Come on inside. Yuan Zhou smiled in his heart, but he still had a serious demeanor on his face, and led Yin Ya to the small table.

At this time, there was a glass of wine that was being decanted and a glass of wine on the stone table, but there was a small plate of cake compared to yesterday.

The cake was about the size of half a palm, a round strawberry cake, and the snow-white cream surface of the cake was dotted with three red strawberries.

The strawberries are sprinkled with white sugar, which makes the cake look even more appetizing.

And the rosé wine and strawberry cake on the side look like they go well.

"Strawberry cake?" Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou with a smile.

Yuan Zhou's heart flashed the idea of feeding fat Yin Ya, but he said calmly on his face: "Strawberry cake cream is softer, melts in the mouth, and has a rich and fresh strawberry flavor, paired with sparkling wine that slightly stimulates the tongue, which not only decorates the smoothness of strawberry cake, but also sets off the fragrance of red wine, which is very compatible." ”

"And the cakes I make don't get fat. Yuan Zhou affirmed.

"Well, when it comes to eating, you always know best. Yin Ya listened to Yuan Zhou's serious explanation, and instantly shrugged her shoulders speechlessly.

"I know how to eat. Yuan Zhou nodded, watched Yin Ya sit down, and then continued: "I will do it too." ”

"Yes, yes, your cooking skills are naturally the best. Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou with her palms on her cheeks.

"I'll pour you wine, and it's sober. Yuan Zhou was a little embarrassed by Yin Ya's focused gaze, and lowered his head to pick up the decanter.

"Hmm. Yin Ya hummed lightly and didn't say much.

The backyard fell silent for a moment, except for the faint "bang" of red wine pouring into the glass.

The beautiful peach-colored liquid slowly spreads over the transparent bottom of the glass, and the crystal glass and the bright red wine make the wine as brilliant as the elegance on the side.

Just as Yuan Zhou was about to hand over the cup, Yin Ya said, "Let's drink this wine together." ”

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