"Hello, Head Chef Cao." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and greeted him.
"I'm so sorry. The dishes in the kitchen really need to be made freshly so that you can eat them directly once you come. Even a minute later or earlier isn't good. So I didn't go to the gate to welcome you." Cao Zhishu explained hurriedly while walking over to him.
That's right. According to Cao Zhishu's understanding of courtesies, he usually went downstairs to the gate and welcome the guests in person.
But coincidentally, there was a signature dish that needed to be freshly cooked. Therefore, Cao Zhishu didn't go downstairs to welcome Yuan Zhou in order to bring the best taste of the dish and to let Yuan Zhou eat the best taste.
"Never mind. The dishes matter more." Yuan Zhou had never taken offense about these trifles. Having been apologized so solemnly, he naturally didn't feel anything wrong in his heart.
