Although there is no sun in the morning, the weather is still very sultry, even if it has just started autumn, the heat is still unabated.

The noon was quite hot, and when Opelo and the others came out, there was a hint of wind. The occasional gust of wind brought a little coolness, but it made the hot weather a little cooler.

"The time is up, we can go in line." Ma Minghui kept looking at the phone just to wait for the moment to come.

That is, when Ma Minghui's voice fell, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and then two more figures appeared at the door of the store not far away.

"This is the divine beast of the town shop!" Although he had never seen Wuhai, Ma Minghui knew who it was inexplicably.

While Opello and the others were sitting in their chairs and waiting for the time to arrive. At this moment, they heard Ma Minghui’s greeting and moved quickly, and walked directly to the line where they lined up. Of course, it was the time to walk these steps. There are no fewer than ten people in line, which shows the speed of other people.

That's really fast, the posture is very handsome!

Fortunately, a few people came here very quickly. Although it was definitely not because of being unskilled, it was a little bit slower but still ranked in the first echelon, which is also very good.

Just when Ma Minghui was standing still, an uncertain voice came from behind: "Chef Ma?"

It is also a coincidence that Opelo and his party are ranked in terms of seniority. Ma Minghui is definitely the youngest, so he is at the back, and Qiao Hongtao was the last day to eat at the Kitchen God’s shop. He came very early, just in line with Ma Minghui. In the back, it also belongs to the first echelon.

After spending more than a week in Rongcheng, several video conferences were held in the middle, and after many electronic documents were signed, I finally needed to return home.

Qiao Hongtao is naturally reluctant. After such a long period of edification, he completely admires Yuanzhou's cooking skills, hoping to eat it every day, and can't wait to dig Yuanzhou to open a restaurant in Singapore.

Of course, this delusion only came into being, and Wu Yungui, who knew it, pressed it down. By the way, he was informed about Yuanzhou's assets and his stupid things about digging Yuanzhou before, and then Qiao Hongtao could only stay in Rongcheng as long as possible.

It's a pity that business doesn't wait for anyone, so Qiao Hongtao will go back.

But he didn't expect that his luck was so good that he actually saw someone who was suspected of being Chef Ma Minghuima.

Strictly speaking, Ma Minghui did not know Qiao Hongtao, but he was a representative of the new generation of Nyonya cuisine, and as a loyal fan of Nyonya cuisine, Qiao Hongtao knew Ma Minghui.

It’s a pity that in the past two years when Ma Minghui has gained fame, there are too many business stalls. Either the appointment is successful, and then there is no time to go, or there is no time to make an appointment. In the past two years, Qiao Hongtao has not eaten Ma Minghui’s Nyonya. dish.

He used to think that Yuanzhou’s Nyonya cuisine is very authentic. Maybe only Ma Minghui can compare with him, but it is based on the fact that the most famous Nyonya cuisine master in Singapore is Ma Minghui.

Of course, Tangler and Aopeiro must not be counted. Aopeiro has not cooked publicly for a long time. As for Tangle, serving the Presidential Palace in Singapore, naturally he will not open a restaurant outside, which led to Joe Hong Tao's current cognition is also understandable.

It is also fortunate that Ma Minghui himself didn't know that Qiao Hongtao had such thoughts.

Hearing someone calling himself at this moment, Ma Minghui glanced back reflexively and found that he didn't know each other, so he politely looked at Qiao Hongtao.

"It’s really Chef Ma, hello, hello, I’m Qiao Hongtao, and I’m also a Singaporean. I’ve heard of Chef Ma’s name, the master of Nyonya cuisine, but unfortunately I have never been able to eat it. I’m glad to see you. "As a businessman's communicative ability is a necessary part, Qiao Hongtao is naturally not inferior.

"Hello, Mr. Joe." Ma Minghui was kind to hear that he was a Singaporean.

I know what I have met in another country, and there is no villager to see the villager, and my eyes are tearful because the time away from home is too short.

"Hahaha, Chef Ma is good, I didn't expect that Chef Ma would also come to Chef Yuan to eat here. Chef Yuan's Nyonya dishes are very authentic and taste great." Qiao Hongtao smiled.

"Well, I came with Master and Master." Ma Minghui said.

When Qiao Hongtao heard that Ma Minghui's master and master had come to eat the dishes made in Yuanzhou, he looked forward and felt that they were a bit familiar, and he gave himself a cross in his heart.

No one is foolish in doing such a big business. Naturally, some things can be inferred from small actions.

"Chef Yuan’s dishes are definitely very delicious. Chef Ma can try more, and not only Singapore dishes, but also Chinese cuisine Chef Yuan’s dishes are also very good." Qiao Hongtao returned to Ma Minghui. Some examples of the dishes he had eaten.

Although Qiao Hongtao is not a professional chef, he will naturally say a few words if he eats too much. Although it is a bit dry, it does not prevent Ma Minghui from getting interested.

"The boiled meatballs you mentioned sounded very interesting, a bit similar to Swedish meatballs, but it should be different, but you can try it. Chef Yuan is definitely fine." Ma Minghui said.

Qiao Hongtao nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, very much in agreement with Ma Minghui's opinion.

With Qiao Hongtao as the introduction, the two people are getting more and more familiar, and the topics they talked about are getting wider and wider. Of course, no matter how wide this topic is, it is under the premise of Yuanzhou. See the feeling of hate late.

Yuan Zhou wisely spotted Aopelo and his party, so his idea was that he could take the initiative to let the Singaporean chef know him more, such as making two instructional videos.

In fact, in China, Yuanzhou records various domestic cuisine videos that it will meet every year, but there are none abroad.

You can try in this direction, Yuan Zhou thought.

In this atmosphere, dinner time officially began.

As Su Ruoyan's voice fell, the diners of the first echelon quickly walked towards the store, and Opelo took the lead and walked in front of the small team. Seeing Yuan Zhou nodded towards him, he walked there calmly. Sit down at the table of four.

The group of them happened to be just right for the table of four, and Qiao Hongtao was close to the table and sat at a table for two.

The four people did not communicate before ordering, but they were very tacitly ordered when they ordered half of Singaporean food and half Chinese food.

For example, in addition to ordering Rojak, which was exchanged in the afternoon, Opello also ordered Chinese fried rice noodles and colorful mushrooms in the laksa noodles.

As for Ma Minghui, he naturally ordered Singapore food and Chinese food. Of course, the Chinese food he ordered was selected from the dishes Qiao Hongtao told him just now, such as boiling meatballs.

After the first menu arrived in Yuanzhou's hands, dinner time officially began.

"Dingling croaking"

Yuan Zhou got busy in the kitchen, some needed to be cut immediately, some needed to be sliced, and some needed to be cooked immediately.

Although it looks very complicated, Yuan Zhou steps in step by step, even if the speed is thunderous, it does not affect the beauty of his movements.

For every good dish, Su Ruoyan can always just come over and deliver it to the diners, and then it's time to taste the food.

Some of the diners were immersed in the delicious food alone, and some came with friends, then it was lively. You ate my food, I ate yours, and it was a joy to grab each other.

There are also people who specialize in the skills of grabbing food, such as Chen Xing. He brought a person with him today to practice his skills and strive to win the silver bucket in one fell swoop. It can be described as a good intention.

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