บท 1817: All the chefs in the world call me master

"That's true. If there's no good chef in the promotion, it's useless. Little Yuan, your idea is quite good. Besides, you're the only one who can do it. " Zhou Shijie had too many surprises today. The smile on his face had never faded.

"But little Yuan, you're already very busy. Won't You Be even busier in the future? will that work?" Zhou Shijie knitted his brows and got a little worried when he thought of Yuan Zhou's full schedule.

Although Zhou Shijie really wanted a few more chefs of master Cheng's level, or even one level lower than master Cheng, the prerequisite was that Yuan Zhou couldn't be too tired. In the eyes of the chairman, Yuan Zhou was a treasure of the Chinese cooking circle.

The clueless Yuan Baobao said frankly,""Being an in-name disciple is definitely different from being a personal disciple. Besides, I like cooking."