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399 Just one dish?

Now, Master Long has become Zhou Dong's "official media" after Lin Qing. He has no chance to participate in the program "Food Explorer Tour" or "Follow Bell to Eat Dirt" and focuses on Zhou Dong's private hall. In the new book, he regards the plot of anorexia patients as a small climax. He intends to promote "Zhou's Food" while shaping a relatively perfect image of a chef from the perspective of morality and humanity, promoting positive energy, and calling for truth, goodness and beauty.

"It's touching. Master Zhou is indeed different from others. It's not just for making money. Look, for this anorexia girl, she pushed all the guests she made before. What's this called?"

"This is called shouldering morality, making money is a waste!"

"Hey, your first half is still successful, but the second half is not very nice. However, the words are rough and the truth is not rough. Master Xiao Zhou is definitely a good chef who is persistent, and there is a fundamental difference from those who are devoted to money."

"God Lord Long, you need to have a full interview, as soon as possible, look forward to the new chapter!"

No matter how declining the world is in this era, people's hearts are not old, morals are lacking, rituals are broken, music is broken, and readers are still kind, after all, they are all scholars!

Those who care about this matter as much as Long Potian were the five brothers of Lao Xionggou. Xiong Buer sent countless rare mushrooms over, regardless of whether Zhou Dong was missing, just said that it was a little intention of his brother, and it was also a gift from his friends when he was leaving.

When Xiong Buer said these farewell words, Lao Wu Yan Xiang's eyes turned red. During this period, he and Zhou Dong learned a lot of skills in the past. They always felt cheerful and cheerful, as if they were refreshing. It was not an exaggeration to say that they had half of the friendship between teachers and students. Although they knew they wanted to say goodbye to Zhou Dong a few days ago, they still felt reluctant to leave.

"Brother Xiong, are you leaving Chudu?"

Zhou Dong was also a little reluctant.

The five brothers in Laoxionggou each have their own characteristics. The eldest brother Xiong Bu Er is calm, the second brother Hua Wei Wei, the third brother Niu Wen is kind but not loses his spirit. The fourth brother Wu Tingze seems proud and not easy to approach, but in fact, once he makes friends with him, he can also give you his heart. As for the fifth brother in front of him, who has red eyes and is reluctant to leave him... In fact, he already agrees that this is half of his student in his heart.

I still remember that when the five brothers of Lao Xionggou first came, they fought each other, but they became close friends who respect each other without fighting. Isn’t this a fate? Just like Grandpa He in the mental hospital and Cheng Yuqi in the entertainment industry, they are always fate, but they didn’t realize it at that time. Now the five brothers suddenly left, which made Zhou Dong feel a little sad.

"It's time to leave, I'll pay back the favors of the Fan family. It's not that we didn't work hard enough, but that's really not your opponent, Brother Zhou. Even if we stay there, we may not be able to get over the Fan family's face..."

Xiong Buer smiled and said, "It's strange to say that Fan Mingren's behavior this time is very different from usual. He only told us that our brothers stopped running the old tavern, but no one from the Fan family came to take over again. Arrange other Gao Chu and Brother Zhou to play against you. This is not like his behavior."

Yan Xiang snorted coldly: "I know that my chefs are not as good as my brother Zhou, are you afraid?"

My brothers and others looked at him and thought to themselves, "Brother Wu, are you okay?" Zhou Dong is almost twenty years younger than you. Are you called Brother Zhou?"

"It shouldn't be. As far as I know, the Fan family still has many skilled chefs. Not to mention the hidden restaurants controlled by various places, just say that there is a 'master' hidden in the Fan family who is said to be close to the level of a god-like chef. Fan Mingren's attitude changed, probably because of something else..."

Xiong Buer looked at Zhou Dong and said, "Brother Zhou, our brother is leaving now. Be careful in everything."

These 40-50-year-old "old men" called Zhou Dong one by one, which made Huailiangren and Yan Yi feel a little sad. This is the real "position" of diligent practice. When the cooking skills are so skilled that they may even make their peers ignore your age and make friends with you.

Before leaving, Yan Xiang waved to Zhou Dong with red eyes: "Laoxionggou is a good place, and if you are a man, you should come once! Master, I'll wait for you!"

"Is the fifth brothers of Lao Xionggou a little interesting?"

Huai Liangren hugged Zhou Dong's shoulder and laughed: "If you were going to Laoxionggou, you would have to take me with you. I would have wanted to go to the Baishan Hei Shui room for a long time. It was a legendary place."

"Let's talk about it if you have the chance. I didn't expect you to be interested in that kind of ice and snowy place?"

Zhou Dong smiled and looked at Huai Liangren: "Why don't you go back to France? I didn't say I want to force you to keep..."

"Go and go, what's the best thing for France to go back to?

But I really have to go back a few days, there is no way. The French president wants to treat him, so he can't help me as the chef. My partners have called him several times, and I think he should give him some face."

Huai Liangren patted Zhou Dong on the shoulder with great force: "Don't talk about me for now. Have you thought about what to do for that anorexia girl tomorrow?"

These days, he and Yan Yi have been thinking about things for Zhou Dong, but they still suffer because there is no good idea. As Huai Liangren said, no matter how good the chef is, he is not a doctor. Can cross-border affairs be handled easily?

"What you eat is actually not important. How can you make her willing to eat it?"

"You didn't say this, who doesn't know the truth, but the question is how can you make an anorexia patient willing to eat?"

Huai Liangren shook his head and said, "And this is still a child, it would be easier if he was an adult.

Lao Zhou, you have caused yourself a huge problem this time. If you don’t do it well, it will damage your reputation. You..."

"Try it. There are naturally ways to treat children."

Zhou Dong looked at Huai Liangren and Yan Yi: "I want to..."

***

People who have seen Juan'er say that this is a sunny and lively little girl, sensible and obedient, and she is a good baby to her parents. Even if the first time she meets her, she will soon fall in love with this girl who makes people feel distressed when she looks.

Since suffering from anorexia, the cute little girl Yuxue has become thinner and thinner. The sunlight gradually disappears from her face. Loneliness and resentment have climbed up to the girl's brows. My parents can't remember how long it has been since the child has smiled. There is no longer the light of the past in my daughter's big eyes, just like an old man who is about to die.

Every time I seek medical treatment, there will always be countless experts and famous doctors miraculously appearing beside Juan'er. Various examinations and treatment methods are all launched. Seven or eight treatment plans obtained after the expert consultation have been changed, but the daughter's condition has not been relieved at all. Juan'er's parents naturally know who is helping the Wu family behind her back, but it is only related to her daughter's health, and they can only leave her grandfather's words behind her until she dies, so they don't know.

It was not until the treatment plan formulated by the last expert team was declared invalid that Wu's father and mother completely refused the help of the old man in Kyoto. After making this decision, the couple looked like drowning people who had lost the last straw, hugged their daughter and cried bitterly.

It was not until one chance to see Chudu TV station interviewing Zhou's private dishes and a private interview with Zhou Dong that Wu's father and mother rekindled hope.

Dong Qishen was determined to train the "Little Junior Brother" to become a chef star in Suzhou Province. Under his arrangement, Zhou Dong couldn't refuse too much. Perhaps because of his high appearance, the beautiful host refused to stop talking. He had something to say and could find out if he had nothing to say. As a result, he forced himself to find out that Zhou Dong had used a bowl of green lotus root milk porridge to create a medical miracle. After seeing this report, Wu's father and mother suddenly felt that life was full of hope.

He also came to the private hall with the idea of ​​giving it a try. According to Wu’s father’s idea, no matter whether the chef Zhou Dong can cure his daughter’s illness, he still has to try it. Even if he sells the only property in his family for this, it is still a waste. After all, it is rumored that Chef Zhou’s private dishes not only require an appointment, but also very expensive.

However, I didn't expect that Zhou's private hall, which had already made an appointment a month later, not only turned down the guests who had already made an appointment in advance for them, but Chef Zhou also specifically stated that they would give them a free order. At that moment, Wu's father, a man in his forty-year-old, couldn't help but shed tears.

Since my daughter got sick, except for the elderly in Kyoto who helped them for some reason, even the relatives at home avoided them. After all, it was not because of the word "money"?

This chef Zhou has no relatives and no reason. It is not an exaggeration to say that such behavior is a timely help. Perhaps there was such a friendship in ancient times, but in today's China, such a thing is basically a legend.

"Damn, I will meet Chef Zhou later, so I must thank him.

Juaner, Chef Zhou not only waived the order for us, but also because our family turned down the guests who had already made an appointment. It's a good person. After seeing him, he would call Uncle Zhou..."

Wu’s father didn’t say anything to be grateful in the future. If his daughter’s illness is not treated, will the Wu family really have a future?

"Mr. Wu, Chef Zhou is already waiting for you in the private hall. He said he hopes to meet your daughter."

Su Momo smiled and took the three members of the Wu family to the 'Yi Yin' hall. She looked at the thin little girl and felt uncomfortable. She said softly: "You are your name Juan'er, right? Sister takes you to meet a big brother, what a handsome big brother?"

Wu Juan looked up at her dullly, but did not answer, her eyes were empty.

"I'm sorry, my child has become like this since he got this disease. She used to be a polite and good child, and teachers and classmates like her..."

Wu's mother said and her eyes turned red again.

"Auntie, I like Juan'er very much, too."

Su Momo smiled and said, "Don't worry, our chef Zhou is the first in the international cooking competition. The things he cooks are delicious and can definitely cure the little sister's illness!"

"Oh, I hope that's what..."

Wu's father sighed softly. He had heard too many similar words and really didn't dare to hold too much hope.

"Hello, Mr. Wu, is this a kid Wu Juan?"

The three members of the Wu family walked into the "Yi Yin" room and saw a handsome young man standing in the hall, smiling and nodding at them. It was indeed Chef Zhou who had watched it on TV.

As a chef, you will not easily meet guests unless you encounter a problem with the customer picking out the dishes or an expert Fang family. Private halls are different from ordinary hotels, because there are not many guests every day and the customers spend a lot of money. The chef will come out to meet guests after serving all the dishes. Zhou Dong made an exception today.

"Chef Zhou, why do you have to wait here in person? How can you be so embarrassed..."

Wu's father was very uneasy. The Wu family was not in a big way.

"Mr. Wu, you are my guests, this is what you deserve."

Zhou Dong looked at the three members of the Wu family carefully. Wu's father and mother were all about forty years and were dressed very cleanly, but the style of the clothes should have been from a few years ago. It seems that the economic environment of the Wu family was very bad after Wu Juan fell ill. However, no matter how frugal his parents were, Wu Juan was wearing brand new clothes. It was obvious that they had just been on the market, which shows the hearts of parents all over the world.

The little girl should be fifteen or sixteen years old this year. It may be because of her long-term illness. Her big eyes were trapped in her eye sockets, and her wrists exposed outside her sleeves were as thin as babies. It was obvious that the little girl was very beautiful. Even though she was deeply trapped in her illness and was thin, she was still a little beauty. At this moment, she was looking at herself with her big eyes open, and her eyes gradually showed some brightness.

"Juan'er, thank Uncle Zhou quickly." Wu's father said hurriedly.

"Thank you Uncle Zhou..."

"Okay, Juan'er, you don't have much strength now, don't talk much, wait a while and have enough food, it's not too late to thank Uncle Xie."

"oh......"

Wu Juan nodded, but judging from her indifferent expression, she obviously didn't have much expectation for eating.

"Momo, bring some bamboo leaf tea, well, put two sour plums in it, and let Juan'er enjoy the appetite first."

Zhou Dong smiled and looked at Wu Juan, then looked at Wu’s father and Wu’s mother and said, “Sorry, today I just prepared a dish for you…”

"A dish?"

Wu's father was stunned: "It's okay, Chef Zhou, you have enough to take care of us, and there is not a single dish. To be honest, Juan'er hasn't eaten a dish for a long time. If she could eat the dish you made, I would be very grateful."

"Haha, Mr. Wu probably misunderstood. My dish is not an ordinary dish?"

Zhou Dong secretly glanced at Juan'er and found that the little girl finally showed a curious expression. She was immediately delighted. She had already aroused your curiosity. She was still afraid that you would not become a delicious ghost next? Haha...

"His father, Chef Zhou's bamboo leaf tea with sour plums seems to be very delicious. Juan'er likes it. She drank it a big cup, why don't you try it too?"

Wu's mother poured a cup of bamboo leaf tea for her daughter. She now loved it very much, so she also tasted it: "Not only bamboo leaves and plums, but also authentic wild honey from the Northern Three Provinces."

"Yeah?"

Wu's father took the teacup handed to him and took a sip. He nodded slightly and said, "It's wild honey, and this is still a rare hundred-flower nectar. If it is produced in the south, it's fine. The hundred-flower nectar in the three northern provinces is too rare.

My wife, it seems we are right this time. Juan'er's illness may really have hope."

Wu's mother nodded: "But it's just one dish. I think Chef Zhou is not a stingy person. She doesn't say anything about free orders for us. I heard that she also turned down the guests who had made an appointment before. Why did she only prepare one dish for Juan'er?"

"Didn't Chef Zhou say that, although it's just a dish, this dish is not ordinary, we..."

Before Wu's father finished speaking, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the private room. The sound was messy and scattered. It was obvious that the person who came was holding something in his hand, and it was more than one person.
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