After picking up the bowl of rice, Liu Yan began to taste his luxurious meal. When the first bite of rice went down, Liu Yan knew that this rice was luxurious, because this is not an ordinary rice used in ordinary takeaways, but an expensive fragrant rice, although many people eat this at home, but the restaurant rarely uses it in order to save costs.

Then when he ate a dish, Liu Yan's taste buds were completely conquered, although he didn't remember the last time he went to Moxuan Pavilion, but the taste was definitely not as good as this time.

"I really didn't expect that this Moxuan Pavilion has changed its boss and even upgraded the chef, this takeaway is worth it!" Liu Yan praised as he gulped down.

And the portions of these dishes are just right, so that people can just look forward to the next serving after eating, rather than a greasy feeling. It's as if a master had prepared it for it.

After eating a full meal, Liu Yan suddenly felt satisfied, this meal can be said to be even more delicious than his wife.

Although the taste of the after-dinner pastry is average, but it has the effect of icing on the cake, overall this luxurious lunch Liu Yan thinks it is worth it, after all, even if you go to the store to order a few dishes, it will cost a few hundred yuan, and the taste may not be as good as this.

"No, I'll have to order one in the evening. After eating a meal, Liu Yan sat on the sofa and thought unsatisfied.

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After lunch, Moxuan Pavilion calmed down again, and there were only the busy figures of the kitchen and waiters. In his words, there are always people who try it when there are more people who watch it, and he has extra confidence in his own dishes.

"Dad, have you heard of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association?" asked Zuo Xuan in the lobby looking at Zuo Quan, who was smoking a cigarette on the side.

"I've heard of it, I've heard that it teaches people to practice martial arts, and now it's what kind of society it is. If it weren't for fitness, it would be pointless. Zuo Quan said casually while smoking a cigarette.

"You can't say that, some martial arts that have been practiced to an advanced level are still very strong, right?" Zuo Xuan retorted.

"How strong is it? Can you fly the eaves and walk the wall, and pick leaves to hurt people?" Zuo Quan said disapprovingly.

"Forget it, I won't fight with you, Dad, you look at this. Zuo Xuan took out the promotional poster of the martial arts conference and said.

"What, are you interested in practicing this?" Zuo Quan tilted his head and looked at Zuo Xuan and said.

"I'm a little interested, but I'm here to tell you something else. Zuo Xuan paused and continued.

"This morning I met the vice president of the association in our city, and he told me that he had chosen a restaurant to be the association's designated partner in our city, and that he would go to some of the city's top executives during the martial arts conference. It's also an opportunity for us to advertise in our store. ”

"This is indeed an opportunity!" Zuo Quan said after taking a deep puff of his cigarette.

"It's just that your dad's level, your dad himself knows. If you want to say that we are definitely the top in this area, but in M City, I dare not say that it is the top, and there are a few old chefs who are better than me. Zuo Quan sighed as he spoke, this was his first doubt about his own strength, and it could be regarded as a kind of self-seeing.

"Dad, I might have a way to improve your cooking skills. Zuo Xuan said after smiling.

"I know a friend who has an ancestral recipe for cooking. It is said to be a lone book and is never allowed to be viewed by outsiders. But I've done him a great favor before, and I might be able to borrow it. But the premise is that we have to make a boutique takeaway, and he only lent it to me once. ”

Zuo Quan glanced at Zuo Xuan, obviously not taking this to heart. When he was a chef before, he had seen too many family heirlooms and other things, and most of them were just lies.

Only a small part of it has a real level, but due to the limitations of the times, there are not too many things that can be used in it.

After ending the conversation with his father, Zuo Xuan walked aside with interest and silently took out the book "Martial Arts Basics" and read it.

"Martial arts, stop fighting for martial arts, think through creation, and act with the pass. Martial arts, on the other hand, are the art of killing. ”

What a killing technique, Zuo Xuan saw the introduction on the first page and suddenly felt that this martial art seemed to be really not simple, he only thought that martial arts were fancy, and at most it had the effect of strengthening the body.

But this booklet tells you at the beginning that martial arts are the art of killing, and it swept away the decadent impression that Zuo Xuan had before.

After opening it, the booklet gave a lot of detailed introductions to the types of martial arts, and it also mixed with many history of martial arts development and the current situation.

The second half is the practice of some movements based on martial arts, which are not difficult to do, but require a lot of repetition to be effective.

For an afternoon, Zuo Xuan was basically obsessed with the basics of martial arts described in the booklet, and from time to time he would make some movements, which caused the waiter to cast some strange eyes.

Zuo Quan on the side saw it in his eyes and knew that his son had begun to be obsessed with martial arts, but he didn't care about him, who doesn't have a hobby?

It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Zuo Xuan, the first batch of customers came to the store, was forced to stop, but Zuo Xuan had many insights into martial arts in his heart.

["Fundamentals of Martial Arts" current study progress 56%, current comprehension level 15%]

In the afternoon, Zuo Xuan only finished half of the reading, but he understood a lot, including the foundation pile type. A basic skill of martial arts, all those who practice martial arts will basically practice the standing pile pose. Practice steadily, not moving like a mountain.

Putting away the booklet, Zuo Xuan came to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for tonight.

When I came to the order phone, I habitually glanced at how many orders there are at present.

Then the unread information on the information 13 made Zuo Xuan happy, I don't know whether it was the role of the small advertisement sent in the afternoon or the publicity role of the four guests at noon, and the orders began to increase before the evening began.

I checked the information, including two communities, eleven office buildings, and only one luxury community.

"Dad, there are a lot of orders for the evening. Zuo Xuan walked into the kitchen and said excitedly.

"Everything was expected. Zuo Quan said very calmly. In fact, Zuo Quan was faintly excited in his heart, but he must be calm in front of his son and keep his father's far-sighted and great image.

The thirteen takeaways were all in charge of Zuo Quan, and he must not be careless at the beginning of his career, while Guo Jianjia and Zuo Xuan studied seriously on the side.

Soon thirteen takeaways were simply baked and delivered by a spare waiter.

The restaurant has once again entered a busy state, in the past, it only made dishes to eat in the store, but now it has an extra boutique takeaway, and its workload has slowly returned to the previous workload, and even the waiter has been sent out to one.