Chapter 1114 - Heart-piercing coldness, heart-soaring

Yuan Zhou looked at Yin ya with a pair of bright eyes and an indifferent expression on his face, as if this was something he ought to do.

However, Yin ya was a little speechless. Looking at Ling Hong who was snickering at the side and Jiang Changxi who had a misty look in her eyes, Yin ya decided to ask again,"Boss Yuan, don't you have anything else to say?"

This time, Yin ya's voice wasn't coy anymore. Instead, it carried the tone of gritting her teeth and accentuating her voice.

However, Yuan Zhou looked at Yin ya and thought carefully in his heart for a while before saying solemnly,""Being delicious and good-looking are the basic requirements of a chef's cooking skills."

After saying that, Yuan Zhou even looked at master Cheng, which meant that he wanted master Cheng to record it down, remember it seriously, and set an example for himself.

"Shua shua." Master Cheng took out his small notebook and started to record it.

"Oh. Boss Yuan, you are really a good chef." Yin ya was stunned for a while and then praised him with a straight face and an expressionless face.

"Thank you for the compliment." The corners of Yuan Zhou's mouth under the face mask lifted up and revealed a smile. Then, he returned to the kitchen and continued cooking.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter." Ling Hong covered his mouth and sniggered in a very low voice.

Yin ya pretended not to hear him and shifted her attention back to the ice powder in front of her.

"This ice powder looks pretty good." Yin ya complimented him and then picked up the spoon to stir it, preparing to eat.

As Yin ya stirred, the ice powder and the red sugar in the glazed bowl mixed more thoroughly. The glittering ice powder with the red syrup looked very beautiful.

"Awoo." Yin ya swallowed the ice powder in the spoon in one gulp.

In an instant, a faint cool air rushed into his throat, causing the heat that he had just touched outside to dissipate.

The ice powder rolled around in his mouth, and the red sugar on it also emitted a sweet taste when it came into contact with his warm mouth.

Because it was cold, the sweetness also had a cold feeling. It was very suitable with the coolness of the ice powder and the taste of QQ.

"Oh, it's delicious." Yin ya looked at the ice powder in the bowl with bright eyes and then scooped up another piece to eat.

This time, Yin ya scooped up more soup, therefore she directly drank a mouthful of sugar water.

The cool syrup, which contained the taste of red sugar and the refreshing taste of the ice powder, gushed into his throat at once, making him feel a bit cooler in summer. However, it was not cold, but just suitable.

This was because the syrup was only cold and not icy.

"Slurp." Yin ya didn't eat the ice powder until she had finished the brownish-red sugar water.

It was still cold, smooth, and chewy. When he chewed, he not only had the fine sweetness of the red sugar, but also the herbal fragrance of the ice powder.

"It's so comfortable," Yin ya drank up the last sugar water in the glazed bowl in one breath and then sighed with emotion while squinting her eyes.

"You should eat ice powder in summer. It's comfortable." At that time, Ling Hong had also finished his ice powder.

"I feel much better now. It's as good as watermelon juice, and it's even cheaper." Zhao Yingjun also said in a carefree manner.

Yes, a bowl of brown sugar ice powder cost 48 yuan, while a cup of watermelon juice cost 88 yuan. It was indeed much cheaper.

"So you're not drinking watermelon juice today? Then help me order a cup. " Wu Hai's hearing was not worse than Yuan Zhou 's.

"I'm convinced of your shamelessness. " Zhao Yingjun was instantly speechless.

"Thank you," he said. Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and looked at Zhao Yingjun expectantly.

Zhao Yingjun supported his forehead and didn't know what to say. In terms of shamelessness, no one in the restaurant was Wu Hai's match. In terms of wealth, few people in the restaurant could beat him.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yingjun couldn't be compared to Wu Hai in both aspects. He could only call Zhou Jia over and order a cup of watermelon juice. Of course, Wu Hai paid for it.

The new red sugar ice powder was very popular with customers. One reason was the price, and the most important reason was that it was much more popular than watermelon juice.

Therefore, the first sentence that the customers in line outside said as soon as they entered the door was,""I'll have a bowl of brown sugar ice powder,"

The lunch time at noon ended in Yuan Zhou's busy work. Yuan Zhou saw the customers off one by one and then heaved a sigh of relief.

At that time, only master Cheng and Yuan Zhou were left in the restaurant. Master Cheng looked at Yuan Zhou and suddenly said,""Master, I've recently learned a new shoulder massage skill. Let me help you massage it."

Master Cheng looked at Yuan Zhou's shoulder expectantly.

"No need," Yuan Zhou shook his head.

"But master, you're too tired. My massage is very comfortable. My wife has already tried it." Master Cheng said with an affirmative look.

Yuan Zhou looked at master Cheng's fan-like big hands and then at his own thin shoulders and fell silent.

"It's only right for a master to enjoy the service of a disciple. " Master Cheng continued to persuade him.

"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling."

Yuan Zhou didn't say anything. Just then, an ear-piercing Bell rang.

"I'll take this call. " Yuan Zhou pulled out the drawer and picked up the phone without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello. Are you boss Yuan Zhou?" A warm male voice came through the phone.

"Yes, I am. May I know what's the matter?" With a straight face, Yuan Zhou answered the phone seriously.

"I'm Wen feizhi, we met at your apprenticeship banquet last time. " It was Wen feizhi on the other end of the line.

Wen Fei Zhi was a ceramic master with the nickname "master flying finger." The ceramic pieces he made were especially popular with chefs.

Yuan Zhou took down the phone and looked at the name on the screen. Sure enough, the name Wen feizhi was displayed on the screen.

"Hello, master flying finger." Yuan Zhou greeted him politely.

"Master Yuan, you're welcome. Just call me old Wen." Wen Fei Zhi looked like he was about fifty years old. He spoke very gently and smiled.

"Master Wen's ceramic art is done?" Yuan Zhou didn't call him old Wen directly, but compromised a little.

That's right. Yuan Zhou recalled that he had promised Wen feizhi last time that he would invite him to take a look when his ceramic art was done. Therefore, he directly asked.

"Yes. Master Yuan, do you have time to come over now?" Wen Fei Zhi agreed.

"Alright, I'll have to trouble you, master Wen." Yuan Zhou said courteously.

"You're welcome. I hope master yuan can give me some advice. " Wen Fei Zhi said seriously on the other end of the phone.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou agreed readily.

Speaking of appreciating these ceramic pieces, although Yuan Zhou didn't know how to make them, it wasn't a problem for him to appreciate them under the bombardment of various top-quality tableware from the system.

"Okay, see you in an hour." Wen Fei Zhi set a time.

"I'll see you in an hour. " Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.

After that, the two of them hung up the phone at the same time.

"Master, I'll send you there." Master Cheng didn't mention the massage anymore and immediately went up to him.

"Okay, give me ten minutes." After a nod, Yuan Zhou turned around and went upstairs to wash up.

It had always been Yuan Zhou's habit to wash up at the end of each mealtime. Naturally, he did that to keep himself clean and tidy.

10 minutes was exactly 10 minutes. Yuan Zhou had just opened the partition and walked out of the kitchen when it was exactly 10 minutes.

The two of them walked along Taoxi road to the place where master Cheng parked his car ...