Food: Starting with Wonton Noodles

Chen Mingyuan stood up and introduced to Zhou Yu, "Zhou Yu, this is Elder Liao."

Zhou Yu nodded and said, "Hello, Elder Liao, I am Zhou Yu."

Liao Boxuan smiled and said, "Your cooking is delicious, and it has the style of Cantonese chefs from the early 20th century. I wonder who you learned to cook from?"

Zhou Yu: "Yes, I learned everything by myself using materials found online."

Liao Boxuan simply smiled, took a sip of tea, and said nothing.

To avoid any misunderstanding, Zhou Yu said earnestly, "The internet is so developed now, there are all kinds of recipes available. I just enjoy eating more and researching cooking, so I put a little more effort into cooking than others."

Seeing Zhou Yu's certainty and his apparent lack of deception, Liao Boxuan's expression turned slightly strange.

If what Zhou Yu said is true, then Zhou Yu's culinary talent can be described as extremely strong.

He thought of the Lee Gardens owner, who was also on Hong Kong Island, nodded, and agreed: "Indeed, cooking with heart is the best talent for improving culinary skills."

After Zhou Yu sat down, he washed all the tableware with tea and poured tea for him.

Liao Boxuan then continued, "So, what other traditional dishes have you learned?"

Zhou Yu took a sip of tea and said, "I know how to make some simple congee, noodles, and rice dishes, such as congee made with fresh ingredients or boat congee. I also know some traditional dim sum, such as chicken biscuits, rice noodle rolls, and barbecued pork buns."

Liao Boxuan laughed and said, "I'd love to try all of the things you mentioned, but unfortunately I'm too full to eat today. I'll have to wait until next time."

Zhou Yu said, "There's no rush. Anyway, I'm in G City. The chefs cook for the guests. Whenever you want to eat, Elder Liao, it's fine."

Liao Boxuan then asked, "But aren't you planning to open a shop? I heard from Dr. Chen that you're still running a stall."

Zhou Yu: "We are preparing to open a shop, and we are already looking for a location."

"Oh? What are your requirements for the shop?"

Zhou Yu said, "I don't have any particularly special ideas for the time being. If I were to open a shop, I would mainly want to open a private kitchen, so I don't plan to make the storefront too big. A slightly quiet location, not too far from the city center, is fine."

After thinking for a moment, he added with a smile, "It just seems like my requirements are a bit too much. Although the agent has recommended quite a few properties to me, there aren't any particularly suitable ones yet."

G City is too small. The houses that the real estate agents recommended to Zhou Yu basically didn't require him to visit the site. After being told the location, Zhou Yu had a general idea of ​​the shops' basic information.

Either the price isn't right, or the location isn't right.

"Then you'd better open the shop quickly." Chen Mingyuan winked at Zhou Yu and said, "Otherwise, it's not good for Liao Lao and me to want to eat your cooking every time and have to borrow someone else's shop."

Liao Boxuan and Chen Mingyuan's words reminded him, and Zhou Yu also began to feel that finding a berth was a bit urgent.

After all, it's been almost a month since we started setting up the stall, and the renovation of the new shop and the purchase of various equipment will take time.

I can't just keep setting up a stall forever, can I?

After chatting for a while, Chen Mingyuan and Liao Boxuan's assistant pushed Liao Boxuan away.

Before leaving, Chen Mingyuan transferred 2000 yuan to Zhou Yu via WeChat.

Zhou Yu accepted the money with a perfectly reasonable conscience.

Considering both the preparation of the ingredients and one's own cooking skills, this price is excellent value for money.

After Liao Boxuan left, Liang Dingcai arrived late with Liang Xinxin.

After greeting Zhou Yu, he put his daughter, whom he had just picked up from kindergarten, into the private room and hurried to the kitchen.

Just as Zhou Yu was about to leave Shunyi Tower, Liang Xinxin secretly tugged at the hem of Zhou Yu's clothes.

Zhou Yu smiled and asked, "What's wrong, little Xin Xin?"

Liang Xinxin looked up at Zhou Yu with her big, expectant eyes and said, "Brother Zhou Yu, can you do me a favor?"

Zhou Yu squatted down and asked, "What's wrong? Did any of the other children at kindergarten bully you?"

After hesitating for a moment, Liang Xinxin said, "Brother Zhou Yu, can you help me make my brother a little better?"

After spending time with Zhou Yu in the private room last week and witnessing the farce of Liang Ding and his son, Liang Xinxin has become more dependent on Zhou Yu.

Upon seeing Zhou Yu, she couldn't help but pour out her troubles.

"No one bullied me," Liang Xinxin said, "but last night Dad and Mom argued because of my brother, because Mom secretly gave him money."

Liang Xinxin gripped Zhou Yu's clothes tightly and continued, "Brother Zhou Yu, can you help me make my brother better? I don't want to see them fighting."

Zhou Yu remained silent; he never liked to deceive children with his words.

They also wouldn't treat conversations with children as jokes.

This is why, although Zhou Yu always liked to tease his two nephews, they still liked to stick close to him.

Because Zhou Yu was willing to take their innocent words seriously and never went back on his word, they were especially willing to listen to him.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Yu looked into Liang Xinxin's eyes and said seriously:

"Okay, if I have the chance to see your brother and if I can help him. But Xin Xin, the adult world is complicated, and these aren't things children need to deal with. These are problems your mom and dad need to solve. Trust them, okay? Do you trust your dad?"

Seeing Liang Xinxin nod hesitantly, Zhou Yu continued, "Since you trust your father, you must believe that he is capable of handling this matter."

Seeing that Liang Xinxin seemed to have let it go, Zhou Yu patted her head and said, "Then I'll go back first. I'll bring Linlin over to play with you next time he's on vacation."

After leaving Liang Ding's private room, Zhou Yu went to the kitchen, greeted the others, and then went home to prepare the wonton noodle soup and ingredients for tonight's meal.

......

That evening, He Xiaoli and Han Yuanyuan came over again for wonton noodles.

However, what Zhou Yu found a little strange was that while eating noodles, He Xiaoli kept holding her phone up to take pictures of Han Yuanyuan's face.

Zhou Yu couldn't help but ask, "What's going on here?"

He Xiaoli put down her phone and explained with a smile, "Brother, we're just helping you promote your business at school."

Zhou Yu: ? ? ?

Perhaps sensing Zhou Yu's puzzled expression, He Xiaoli chuckled and explained:

"You don't know, bro, we posted the video of you making stir-fried beef noodles in our WeChat group last time. Everyone in the group was praising how handsome you were, but it didn't seem to really whet their appetites."

Huh? They even filmed me and posted it online?

Zhou Yu was a little confused. Although he agreed to let He Xiaoli create a WeChat group, he didn't join it. Again, he was afraid of trouble.

"Unexpectedly," He Xiaoli continued with a smile.

"I casually posted a video of Yuanyuan eating, and everyone in the group said that watching Yuanyuan eat made them hungry."