"Zhou Dong, if it doesn't work, just give up Bazhen Noodles. No amount of senior Qinxing can crack this big hole dug by Li Yu. There's no shame in you even if you admit defeat."

After eating today's special noodle dish 'Pea Yellow', Yi Zhiyu sighed softly. It has been a long time since he had eaten such authentic Beijing-style dim sum. It has only been a short time since a lucky customer proposed this noodle dish yesterday.

In just one day, Zhou Dong was able to achieve this level. In his opinion, Zhou Dong no longer needed to prove himself in other ways.

"Yes, Master Xiao Zhou, these days you have gradually increased from two or three new products every day to six or seven every day, and each one can be as authentic as possible, which is simply incredible!

You are the best in our eyes. As for the Bazhen noodles, I'm afraid there is no answer at all, right? You don't have to worry about this matter, just provide us with new products for breakfast every day..."

Long Potian directly transformed into a warm man today, and finding fault with others has long been erased from his dictionary. How to praise Zhou Dong in various ways and help the handsome chef solve problems are the main tasks of Master Long now.

"Zhou Dong, although the sisters support any decision you make, they don't want you to be deceived by an ancient man. Give up the Bazhen noodles, you are still our male god!"

Even the reception girl temporarily put down her work and raised her hands to agree with everyone's opinions.

Although Zhou Dong doesn't talk much these days, the guests in the breakfast department all know that Master Zhou is really in trouble this time. Everyone is a little aggrieved. If Li Yu is still alive, he might be punched by the angry crowd.

...

Fatty was the only one who didn't speak. No one knew the boss better than him. Even though the boss didn't like to talk much, he was actually very stubborn. This time, he probably had a confrontation with Bazhen, and no one could persuade him.

Sure enough, Zhou Dong just smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Yi, and thank you for your concern. But since I promised Mr. Zhu, I must try my best; and I believe that Mr. Li Weng's Bazhen Noodles must be good."

There is a solution, but I haven't found it yet.

There is still one day left and I still want to try it.

But today I will no longer draw lucky diners, I will focus all my energy on the eight delicacies noodles, I hope everyone can understand."

"This guy is really stubborn, but I like this kind of unwillingness to admit defeat..."

Lu Luxin, who was sitting in her old seat, remained silent and just looked at Zhou Dong silently. Seeing him answering everyone like this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She has a different view than everyone else. As a chef, if you just give up like this, it will be very detrimental to future development, and it may even stop you from moving forward, making it difficult to make any progress!

Although Yi Zhiyu is also a Qinxing senior and has already achieved success, how can he understand the thoughts of young Qinxing people like them?

"Fat man, please ask Teacher Shen for a leave for me. I won't go to Lu Kitchen today. I still have one last day and I want to be alone."

When the breakfast department closed its business, Zhou Dong made a decision.

Dad once said that when you can't find the answer no matter what, just don't think about it for the time being. Maybe inspiration will appear in front of you out of breath like a little girl who missed a date.

These days, he is practicing every day in the kitchen of Good Fortune, and he is already familiar with the recipe of Bazhen Noodles. All he lacks is the inspiration for the last delicacy, ‘fresh juice’.

And the reason why Zhou Dong is so persistent is because he seems to have seen something during tens of thousands of exercises, but there is a layer of window paper blocking him in front of him. All he needs to do is to finally break through this layer of window paper.

If he rushes over, the sea and the sky will be brighter; otherwise, his confidence will be severely damaged.

If a chef begins to doubt himself because his confidence is frustrated, his future success will be affected, even with the help of a magical system.

His goal is to become the only God of Cooking in the world. How can the God of Cooking not have strong confidence?

I had a phone call with my dad and said he wasn’t going home today and wanted to go out for a walk and have some quiet time.

Father Zhou didn’t ask any more questions. He had been paying close attention to his son silently. Of course he also knew about his son’s achievements and current difficulties. He didn’t say a word on the phone, but raised his fist after hanging up the phone: “

Xiaodong, you can do it! My son can never say no at any time!"

Dad is a heroic man. Dad Zhou has always been calm and indifferent in his life. He doesn't give up for five buckets of rice because he can easily earn six or seven buckets of rice. Especially in front of his wife, he has never said the word "no". Now it seems

, his son is indeed his seed!

Zhou Dong rode his bicycle to the station and got on the bus bound for Fengqi Mountain. I don’t know why, but since I went to Fengqi Mountain, I always miss this place. I always feel that this place has an indissoluble bond with me.

Bazhen Noodles now became a puzzle hanging in his mind. Even with the help of the system, he could not solve it. When he was feeling depressed, he naturally thought of Fengqishan.

Anyway, I just wanted to take a walk, relax, and let my busy mind calm down. I just stopped by to see Village Chief Li and Grandpa Zhu. I wonder how Grandpa Zhu’s health is now?

I still remember that day when the doctor said that Grandpa Zhu had regained his health, but he just wanted to eat a bowl of lotus root fat jade porridge before he died. After eating the porridge he made, the old man was in good spirits, and there was no bad news spread these days.

Come on, Zhou Dong still hopes in his heart that Grandpa Zhu can escape this disaster.

After all, he is a centenarian. Even God should favor such an old man, right?

***

After the development work of Fengqi Mountain was shelved, Fengqi Village became a piece of beautiful jade hidden in the mountains, which is very similar to Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Spring.

Zhou Dong has been very fond of silence since he became ill. He had no friends and no entertainment, so reading became his biggest pastime. He also read Peach Blossom Spring over and over again, and he was fascinated by it. Perhaps this is why he always liked it after he came here once.

This is the reason why I miss this beautiful village.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The bus only reaches the outskirts of Fengqi Mountain. It solves the traffic problem in several villages outside Fengqi Mountain, so Zhou Dong must walk there after getting off the bus. If he is lucky,

Being able to meet passing cars can also save some energy, otherwise I might have to wait until night to reach Fengqi Village.

Fortunately, his parents were relieved to know that he was coming to Fengqi Village. They were both grown men, and it was a place he had been to before. There were still acquaintances among the fellow villagers to take care of him, so what else could he be worried about?

The mountain road is long, but the human heart is short.

This is a common problem among urbanites. Many urbanites complain that they are tired of city life and want to go to the countryside to cleanse their souls. But if they really want to leave them deep in the mountains, they will probably complain that there is no free ride here.

Zhou Dong is not in a hurry, he just wants to relax and walk slowly, looking at the scenery along the way, watching the wind and clouds, smiling at the various scenery in the countryside, walking alone seemingly alone, who knows that he is not a spiritual person

noble?

It's a pity that time is short. If I can't find the answer today, I will have to borrow Village Chief Li's car to return to Chudu early tomorrow morning. Then I can only tell Mr. Zhu that I failed.

Mr. Zhu doesn't seem to be a mean person, and he certainly won't mock himself with cold words because of this. He just wants to disappoint others.

Just as he was thinking about this matter, Liu Changqing called: "Xiao Zhou, I heard Fatty said you should be quiet. You didn't even go to Lu Kitchen today. Are you going home?"

"I haven't gone home. Didn't I come to Fengqi Mountain last time when I was looking for white lotus roots? I really like this place. I just wanted to take a break in Fengqi Mountain and visit Grandpa Zhu and Village Chief Li.

Yes, it’s the centenarian Grandpa Ruizhu whom I talked about last time... But Mr. Liu, you can rest assured that if you can’t find inspiration today, I will go back to Chudu early tomorrow morning, just to let you know

Mr. Zhu was disappointed."

Liu Changqing smiled and said: "Don't worry, Xiao Zhou, I just want to tell you this.

Not long after you left, Mr. Zhu called our breakfast department and said that he had something urgent to deal with recently, and he might not come back until a few days later.

I also said that I am very embarrassed to know that you have been busy with Bazhen noodles recently, and that I caused you so much trouble because of your greed for food that day, and you want me to specially apologize to you."

Zhou Dong was slightly startled: "Mr. Zhu actually said that?"

"Isn't that right? Can Teacher Liu still lie to you? Anyway, Xiao Zhou, you can rest assured to stay in Fengqi Village and treat it as a vacation.

Teacher Liu has seen it all during this period. You have to ensure the supply of several regular items every day, and you also have to take into account new products. You also have to think about the damn ‘Bazhen Noodles’ when you have some time. It’s really hard work.

When you go to Fengqi Village this time, just give yourself a few days off. Don't worry about the breakfast department. I believe the diners will understand, and there will definitely not be anything like the 'Sweet and Salty Controversy' again.

.”

"Okay, Teacher Liu, I'll give myself a few days off."

Hearing that Mr. Zhu would arrive in a few days, Zhou Dong felt relieved. He was like a tight bow during this period, and he was indeed too tired, even if the chef could help him fall into a deep sleep.

far from enough.

"I really should take a rest. My dad said that in life there is not only hard work but also romance. This is the ideal life. Otherwise, what is the difference between man and machine?"

After temporarily letting go of his biggest thoughts, Zhou Dong still consciously kept quiet and looked for answers. Although he was relaxed in name, he was actually still burdened in his heart. At this moment, he was truly relaxed and walked with wind.

Looking at the wild flowers in the mountains feels more beautiful than peonies. Seeing the village girl herding sheep is like seeing a peerless beauty.

When your heart is right, everything you look at is right; when your heart is confused, everything you look at is extremely bad.

Life in this world is not about fame and fortune, let alone a sports car or a villa, but a life of relaxation.

But your legs are tired after walking too much?

What Zhou Dong got was the God of Cooking system, not the all-around sports star system. After walking on the mountain road for more than an hour, he felt that his calves were a little cramped; but now is the busy farming season in early summer, and there are not many villagers going out to the mountains.

, let alone the Sanbengzi tractor, there was not even a donkey cart, which made me feel a little worried.

If we go all the way to Fengqi Village, we will be exhausted to death?

At this moment, I suddenly heard the roar of an engine behind me, and a voice full of surprise said: "Little Chef Zhou? Why are you here!"
Chapter completed!