Chen Mu’s arrival again is still unknown, because dinner time has already begun, and Yuanzhou has no chance to look outside.

Even Yuan Xiaoqing, Ling Hong, and Qian Zhong, who had just entered the door, just glanced at each other gently, and then they regained their gaze.

Even if it is a good friend, there are some things that can't be managed, such as Ling Hong's current affairs.

At dinner time, there was no wind and no wind, and Chen Mu came in with the help of his daughter Chen Shan.

"Chen Chef." As soon as he entered the door, Yuanzhou first greeted him.

"Yuan chef." Chen Muchong Yuanzhou nodded, this is sitting in the open space.

"What to eat? The menu is on the table." Yuanzhou stepped forward and reached out and gestured.

"Yuan chef, hello." Chen Shan respectfully rushed Yuanzhou to say hello.

"This is my little daughter. I have been cooking for the past two years because of my problems. I have come together recently without any trouble." Chen Mu said.

"Yeah." Yuanzhou Chong Chen Shan nodded and said hello.

However, Chen Shan couldn't help but open the door: "Is there a porridge from Yuan Chef?"

"There is no porridge, there is porridge." Yuanzhou directly said.

"Okay, then a bowl of porridge." Chen Shan, as a chef, naturally knows the difference between porridge and porridge. After the point is finished, he turns to look at his father Chen Mu and asks: "Dad, what else do you want to eat?"

"No, this is enough, there are rules." Chen Mu pointed to the wall behind the road.

When Chen Shan turned around and saw the conspicuous words that could not be wasted, she would no longer speak.

"What do you eat?" Yuanzhou asked.

"Ah? I am casual." Chen Shan was asked by Yuanzhou, and answered subconsciously.

"Hey?" Chen Mu looked at his daughter in confusion.

"Nothing, I mean I want a bowl of egg fried rice set." Chen Shan was reacted by her dad to see that he had an oolong, his face was red, but he still calmed his mouth.

"Okay, wait for two, and the meal will arrive soon. Please pay after dinner." Yuanzhou nodded, then said.

“Yuan’s chef is assured that he has already paid.” Chen Mu nodded.

"Less eat more meals." Yuanzhou looked at Chen Mu's face, and then returned to the kitchen.

On the other side, looking at the face of Yuanzhou that has not changed from beginning to end, Chen Shan has settled down in her heart.

But Chen Mu, who had already drunk the water in the welcoming package, almost jumped up from Chen’s chair in a word.

"Hey, don't you have any thoughts on Yuan's chef. I have to talk to Yuan's chef. You are my daughter. This is not appropriate." Chen Mu finished, drank his mouth and said: "What about me? The kitchen should have a girlfriend."

Chen Mu’s person is Yin Ya, because Yin Ya, who was in the conversation all day, came to drink and greeted them.

As a person who came over, Chen Mu naturally saw two young and unclear minds at first glance, so he was half-truthed and seriously reminded his daughter.

"I don't have it, I am not, Dad, don't say anything." Chen Shan said both helplessly and helplessly.

"No, it's not good." Chen Mu said with deep meaning.

"Dad, your body is tight, I have no other ideas." Chen Shan seriously assured.

"Okay, I know." When it comes to the body, Chen Mu did not ridicule his daughter's mind, and faintly responded, and did not speak.

On the other side, Chen Shan is sneaking up and looking at the movements in Yuanzhou. The face is envious.

"If I have such a high culinary talent, it would be fine." Chen Shan secretly thought.

The dinner time on this day has passed slowly as usual. I am afraid that it is Ling Hong’s first time to sit and dine on the edge of Xiaoqing.

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

However, these are not very relevant to Yuanzhou. He still studies hard to study Cantonese cuisine and wants to bring Cantonese cuisine to the market as soon as possible.

Because these diners come for his craft, trying to improve cooking is the best feedback.

Time went by in Yuanzhou to study Cantonese cuisine in the past, and soon arrived in the afternoon of the next day.

Now Yuanzhou will stop learning at 3:30 in the afternoon, then come to the backyard of the pub and turn over the books on the stone table.

The nature of Yuanzhou and so on is the Yinya who recently came to drink at this time of the day.

Sure enough, at 3:45, the knocking of the back door sounded.

"Come." Yuanzhou habitually answered, then quickly walked to the door and opened the back door.

Sure enough, the door stood stood slim, a white shirt with a smoky blue collar sweater, a lower body corduroy brown skirt, and a pair of flat white boots on the feet, revealing a white and soft calf.

Such an elegant look is extraordinarily gentle and modest, and beautiful.

"Good afternoon." Yuanzhou's eyes lit up with a touch of softness on his face.

"Well, good afternoon compass." Yin Ya showed a sly smile, and then stepped on the door.

"Come inside." Yuanzhou smiled in his heart, but he still took the seriousness of his face and led Yin Ya to the small table.

At this time, the stone table was set up with wines that were hangover, as well as wine cups, but there was a small dish of cake compared to yesterday.

The cake is about the size of a half-slap in the palm of the hand. It is a round strawberry cake. The snow-white nǎi oil is adorned with three red tempting strawberries.

The white sugar on the strawberries makes the cake look more appetizing.

The pink wine and strawberry cake on the side look very match.

"Strawberry cake?" Yin Ya smiled and looked at Yuanzhou.

Yuanzhou’s heart flashed the idea of ​​feeding fat and elegant, but he calmly said: “Strawberry cake nǎi oil is softer, the entrance is instant, and there is a rich and fresh strawberry flavor, with sparkling wine that stimulates the tongue slightly. It is decorated with the smoothness of the strawberry cake and also the fragrance of the red wine.

"And the cake I made will not be fat." Yuanzhou is sure.

"Well, when you talk about eating, you always know the most." Yin Ya listened to such a serious explanation of Yuanzhou, shrugging his shoulders silently.

"I know how to eat." Yuanzhou nodded, watching Yin Ya sit down and then said: "I will do it too."

"Yes, yes, your cooking is naturally the most powerful." Yin Ya palms looked at Yuanzhou.

"I will pour you wine, this wine has already been awake." Yuanzhou was a little embarrassed by Yin Ya's focused eyes, bowed his head and picked up the decanter.

"Yeah." Yin Ya snorted, not much to say.

For a moment, the backyard was quiet, and only the slight "哗啦啦" sound of red wine poured into the cup was left.

The beautiful pink liquid slowly spreads over the bottom of the transparent cup, the crystal cup and the bright red wine, this kind of wine is like the elegant and radiant on the side.

Just when Yuanzhou wanted to hand the cup, Yin Ya said: "Let's drink this wine together."

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