After returning to the store, Zhou Yan was still washing and cutting vegetables with his apprentice as usual.

Only when no one is around will Zhou Yan raise his arm and take a look at the scabbed wound.

"The title of mixed martial arts master is not in vain after all!"

Apart from being proud, Zhou Yan also had some small regrets in his heart: the situation happened too suddenly, and he hadn't had time to digest the fighting skills he had memorized. If it happened again...

Commonly known as, feeling that one has not performed well.

"How is that possible?"

Zhou Yan smiled and shook his head, with a bit of bitterness and unwillingness in his smile.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the kitchen. A moment later, Liu Chuang rushed into the kitchen excitedly: "Master, someone has won the prize!"

Zhou Yan cried with joy.

Finally someone won.

Heaven, earth!

Finally someone won!

There are more than 400 plastic balls, and more than 100 have been drawn out, and not a single one has won the prize. If this happens again, many regular customers will wonder if Zhou Yan is playing tricks!

Zhou Yan immediately stood up, opened the door curtain, and entered the restaurant.

Beside the counter, a middle-aged couple showed off their winning tickets with joy on their faces, surrounded by a group of people eating melons.

On the two-inch square note, in addition to "Super VIP", there is also Zhou Yan's signature. At the bottom of the note is a line of numbers.

"This is the grand prize ticket!" An old customer looked at the ticket with a smile, "It's nothing special, can you make it yourself?"

As he said this, this person kept winking at Zhou Yan.

As a result, Zhou Yan rolled his eyes: "Old Xing, all my lottery tickets are anti-counterfeiting, and the bottom line is the verification code!"

If he didn't have a computer and a code scanner, Zhou Yan would have wanted to make a QR code.

"That's right..."

"Actually," Zhou Yan reached out for the lottery ticket and calculated the check code, "If there is no special demand, this super grand prize is almost the same as a discount coupon!"

"How much discount?"

Another clever guy!

Zhou Yan lazily said: "This is the secret of the store, no comment!"

There was a burst of laughter among the melon-eating crowd...

"You two," Zhou Yan returned the lottery tickets to the middle-aged couple, "you can tell us what requests you have!"

"Um..." The middle-aged couple made eye contact, and the husband spoke, "Xiao Zhou, can you cook Huaiyang cuisine?"

The middle-aged man asked the question tactfully, and there was a trace of reserve in the tactfulness.

"There's nothing wrong with Huaiyang cuisine," Zhou Yan smiled slightly, raising the corners of his eyes slightly, "But are you sure it's just Huaiyang cuisine..."

"Um..." The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed when asked, "The Huaiyang cuisine we need is a bit special..."

As he said that, the middle-aged man winked at Zhou Yan: "You should know, right?"

"Oh," Zhou Yan nodded, "It's not difficult to make, but the Huaiyang cuisine you mentioned has many categories. Can you make a list so that I can dismantle the menu and tell you what kind to buy?

Dish!"

"I'll bring the menu tomorrow!"

Zhou Yan smiled and nodded.

The middle-aged couple left the lottery tickets and left, leaving behind a group of confused melon-eaters.

"Xiao Zhou, what does special Huaiyang cuisine mean?"

"Huaiyang cuisine is Huaiyang cuisine, how can it be special?"

There were a few gourmets in the crowd who knew what the so-called "special Huaiyang cuisine" was, so they just stood in the crowd as if to join in the fun, smiling and looking at Zhou Yan, who was secretive.

In the afternoon, when the customers left, Wang Han and Liu Ning didn't bother to clean up, so they pulled Zhou Yan out of the kitchen and pushed him to his seat.

"Zhou Yan, what does that special Huaiyang dish at noon mean?"

"I still remember this," Zhou Yan smiled and shook his head. After thinking for a while, he looked up at the two curious babies in front of him, "Have you ever heard of a state banquet?"

Wang Han nodded thoughtfully: "I heard it from my classmates!"

"The state banquet mainly focuses on Huaiyang cuisine."

Zhou Yan announced the answer.

At present, the Internet is far less developed than it was more than ten years ago, so the specifics of the highest-level state banquet are still shrouded in mystery.

After more than ten years, when the mystery of the state banquet is unveiled, many people will suddenly realize: This is what it is like!

Although the state banquet is known as a national banquet, the budget for all the dishes on the menu is actually not high, only less than 200 yuan per guest.

Zhou Yan has never had a state banquet, but he has searched it online and has done it himself in private.

For a foodie, there is nothing more exciting and proud than replicating a top-notch meal.

Moreover, in "The Soul of the Shokugeki", the "King of Medicine" Yukihira Soma also received the recipe for the Western portion of the state banquet from his father Saiha Seiichiro.

"How come these two people suddenly want to have a state banquet? It stands to reason..."

As for the middle-aged couple who wanted to have a state banquet at noon, according to Zhou Yan's guess, there must have been unexpected events that delayed the state banquet before, or they missed it.

"There must be some special secret!"

The next morning, Zhou Yan saw the menu, the real menu for the state banquet in the Great Hall.

Although the middle-aged couple had already marked out the signature and time with markers, Zhou Yan was still certain that the menu in front of him was the state banquet menu in the Great Hall.

The middle-aged couple felt a little guilty when they saw Zhou Yan constantly looking at the menu.

"Both of you, although chefs generally don't like to ask guests why they order, but..." Zhou Yan pushed the menu to the two of them with a wry smile, "But not everyone can eat this state banquet!"

The husband and his wife exchanged glances and gritted their teeth: "Don't mind listening to my two stories!"

"My father is a veteran who participated in the Anti-Japanese War. Although he did not participate in the Long March, he also fought guerrillas in the base area. There are still a lot of shrapnel in his body that has not been removed..."

The cause of the incident starts a year ago: In 2005, the old man was invited to attend a banquet celebrating the 60th anniversary of the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, but he was unable to attend due to a sudden epilepsy.

"Right now, we are worried that the old man will not be able to survive, so we just want to make up for the regret in the old man's heart..."

"Trigger special plot mission.

Accept the request and prepare a state banquet that will satisfy the veterans.

Now the host’s cooking skills are temporarily upgraded to Dragon Chef to restore Qi and cooking heart...

Special reminder, Dragon Chef, Qi and Kitchen Heart are only valid for specific customers!"

Although it feels great to suddenly level up, Zhou Yan is not happy: How can I satisfy a veteran who is approaching his twilight years?

"Xiao Zhou, if it's too much trouble!"

"That's not what I meant," Zhou Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I'm just thinking about how to choose the ingredients. Please wait a moment!"

"By the way, don't you know your last names yet?"

"My surname is Liu, Liu Weiguo, and my wife's surname is Li."

Zhou Yan has no good solution for the time being, so he can only list the ingredients first and indicate some special requirements for the ingredients...

After seeing off the middle-aged couple, Zhou Yan did not return to the kitchen, but sat on his seat, thinking hard and considering countermeasures.

"Zhou Yan, are you okay?"

This is the first time Wang Han has seen the omnipotent Chef Zhou, and he is in such a dilemma.

"Otherwise, just give up!"

Zhou Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have already agreed!"

"Oh, by the way, Sister Han, let me ask you a question!"

"How to comfort a dying old man?"

"This is not simple. Isn't it a white lie?"

Isn’t there a white lie?
Chapter completed!