Gourmet Food Supplier

Chapter 427 Premium Roast Goose

"Master, master, can you accept me as your disciple today?" Wu Hong's voice sounded particularly loud from far to near.

Just hearing this voice, Yuanzhou couldn't help but want to hold his forehead, but thinking about the hard-to-create image of a cold male god, he held it back.

He just frowned fiercely.

"Master Yuan has accepted a disciple?" The old man asked in surprise as he looked at Wu Hong who ran in recklessly.

"Haha, yes, that's right, Boss Yuan, your little apprentice is here again." This is Wu Hai, who clearly knows that Yuan Zhou is afraid of trouble, but has no sympathy.

"Don't say that. If Boss Yuan can't figure it out and accepts it, it will waste time." Ling Hong still had a little conscience, although it was just for food.

"No, I have no intention of accepting a disciple." Yuan Zhou clarified seriously.

"And there are not many people who are qualified to call me master, but that doesn't include you." Yuan Zhou said this seriously.

"Master..." Wu Hong's face heated up and he was a little angry, but he still hurriedly opened his mouth to say something.

Only to be interrupted by Yuan Zhou frowning, "Sorry, I think I made it very clear yesterday. I have no plans to accept disciples for the time being."

"Master, you said it's not available for the time being, but maybe it will be available soon." Wu Hong remained unmoved and insisted on his opinion.

"It's our store's business hours now. If you want to dine, please queue up. If you don't want to dine, please go out." Yuan Zhou ignored Wu Hong's words and directly drove people away.

"Young man, even if little boss Yuan wants to take on a disciple, you can't call him master right now." Before Yuan Zhou could speak, the old man spoke earnestly.

"Who are you?" Wu Hong asked if he meant anything else.

Just curious.

"I'm not important, I'm just a diner, but you disturbed me, old man." The old man laughed.

"Oh, what do you think, Yuan Zhou?" When Wu Hong heard that he was just a diner, he didn't say anything more and turned to look at Yuan Zhou expectantly.

"If nothing else, why do you call him by his first name when you come to be my disciple?" Ling Hong waved his hand and interrupted Wu Hong again.

"Can't you call me by name?" Wu Hong looked puzzled.

"Of course not. Don't ask me why. Go out and think for yourself." Ling Hong has always been self-willed.

"Do you want to have a meal?" Seeing that Wu Hong was blushing but still not going out, Shen Min stepped forward and asked.

Yuanzhou breathed a sigh of relief silently. After all, it was quite tiring to talk to someone who didn't even listen to your explanation.

"No, no, no, I had breakfast." Wu Hong shook his head.

"I'm sorry, our store is open and the space is small." Shen Min said tactfully.

"Okay, I'll wait outside." Wu Hong did not give up, clenched his fist and said seriously.

"Okay, sir." Shen Min said politely.

"It seems that you, Boss Yuan, are in a lot of trouble." Ling Hong shook his head.

"Indeed." The old man nodded in agreement.

"It's okay. I really have no intention of accepting a disciple, and even if I do, I won't accept him." Yuan Zhou said seriously.

Yuan Zhou's resolute attitude made the diners feel relieved.

At the same time, Yuan Zhou silently muttered in his heart, "There is no wink at all. He is far worse than me. Even Sun Wukong and Dou Yun are not far behind him."

As soon as the breakfast time was over, Yuan Zhou closed the door with a bang and ignored Wu Hong, who was about to say hello.

"Let's prepare the roast goose today." Yuan Zhou clapped his hands and said to himself.

Once the door is closed, it naturally blocks those people's view.

"It's unexpected that we closed the door for a break so soon." Wu Hong put down his raised hand and said helplessly.

"Let's go, nephew." Aunt Wu Qian appeared and said to Wu Hong.

"Okay, I'll come back at noon." Wu Hong said enthusiastically.

"Okay, let's go for a walk with my aunt first." Wu Qian grabbed Wu Hong and left.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhou went upstairs to wash up and prepare to cook roast goose.

Wiping his face, washing his hands, and changing clothes, Yuan Zhou solemnly finished everything before coming down.

After all, the method of roasting goose is complex and very difficult. This is just for peace of mind.

Just like what martial arts masters do before a decisive battle, in order to show their best condition.

"The first Cantonese dish in the shop." Yuan Zhou sighed.

"Wait a minute, do I need to kill the system's goose this time?" Yuan Zhou suddenly asked before opening the cabinet.

The system now reads: "No, the system has already provided a clean goose."

"That's good." After Yuan Zhou finished speaking, he opened the cabinet door.

As soon as the cabinet door was opened, there was a slight chill inside.

"Is it actually a freezer?" Yuan Zhou took out a goose without changing his expression.

Yuanzhou has long been accustomed to the black technology of the system.

"Sometimes I always feel like I'm living in future technology." After a while, Yuan Zhou's voice still came out from the mask.

The system now reads: "The transformation of this system is comprehensive."

For some reason, Yuanzhou always felt that he could see a sense of pride in these cold words.

Observing the ingredients, Yuanzhou is also used to smelling them first, looking secondly and then getting started.

"Well, I feel that the slaughtering time was only half an hour. The belly is still slightly warm and the color is very beautiful." Yuan Zhou silently inspected the smooth goose meat on the chopping board.

The system now reads: "Yes, this goose was slaughtered at 9:05, and the total time from slaughtering to cleaning is ten minutes."

"That's true." Yuan Zhou looked at the clock on the wall that read twenty past nine.

On one side, Yuan Zhou was identifying goose meat, and on the other side, Ling Hong suddenly remembered the woman who came from a school for the deaf and mute.

The answer given by the shy man that day was both within Ling Hong's expectation and beyond his expectation.

After asking the question that day, it didn't take long for the girl to come and line up. The shy guy walked quickly behind the girl as usual, looked at her silently, and didn't take the initiative to say hello.

But when it was my turn to enter the shop, I quickly sat next to the girl, very quickly.

Occasionally he would talk to himself, but as long as he got a look from the girl, he would be very happy and his face would turn red.

"I just had time to take a look." Ling Hong turned the steering wheel slightly and went to that street.

Ling Hong was just curious whether they would be together, but he would never do such a thing as telling the girl's problems.

"A man who longs to be healthy but is shy, and a girl who is cheerful and kind but mute, these are really interesting." Ling Hong sneered and turned to the company at the previous intersection.

"Looking like this looks like a pervert, so let's avoid it." Ling Hong put on his sunglasses very pretentiously and drove across the road in a hurry.

Yuan Zhou naturally didn't know this, and he was also in shock.

"You said this is the white goose from eastern Zhejiang?" Yuan Zhou picked up the goose and observed it carefully.

"The breeding history of East Zhejiang white geese is very long, it must be 1600 years." Yuan Zhou has a particularly good memory now, and as soon as he determines the species, he immediately has relevant information in his mind.

"But the system, your goose doesn't look like it comes from Xiangshan or Fenghua, it looks like it comes from Shaoxing." Yuan Zhou said with certainty.

The ingredients provided by the system are always of the highest quality, so Yuanzhou sometimes hesitates, but it also invisibly increases Yuanzhou's knowledge.

The system now reads: "The species provided by this system is the East Zhejiang white goose, produced in Shaoxing. The beak, shins, and webs of this goose are orange when young, and turn orange-red when they become adults. The claws are white; the color of the sarcoma is darker than the beak color. Slightly lighter; eyelids are golden yellow, iridescent grey-blue, bright and beautiful colors."

"His hobby is Shaoxing rice wine."

"The pig eats watermelon, the goose drinks..." Facing these, Yuan Zhou just wanted to laugh!

ps: There is another one, wait until Caimao has finished eating and then code it again

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