Yuan Zhou had already guessed that Huang aishan and the others would actively promote the restaurant after they went back. However, he had never thought that they would stir up almost the entire culinary industry of Malaysia. It was clear that they admired Yuan Zhou.
He had never been very clear about his own influence.
Although he really wanted to complete the task, he knew that he had to do it step by step, so he didn't waste all his time on it. Instead, he put all his energy into preparing the dishes. It was almost lunchtime.
While Yuan Zhou's side was very harmonious, Mark's side was particularly irascible.
"How many times have I told you not to raise the knife like that? such tender tofu will definitely be sliced into mud. How are you going to eat it? it's not like it's a potato. Is your brain filled with water to rear fish? I've told you hundreds of times and you still can't even get the first move right." Mark's chubby body almost jumped up.
