hapter 2005: Katong version

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Ka Cha, ka Cha

Ka la, ka la

The food served tonight was a new variety of street food, which had appeared for the first time.

The customers often saw it on the street, but rarely bought it to eat. For example, Wu Hai and Mr. Wei had never bought it.

Everyone was looking forward to Yuan Zhous cooking. w.a.n.g Hong, who had already gotten his favorite candied tangerines, was no exception. He started to gnaw on the candied tangerines silently.

Ding ding dong Dong

The night rain in Rong city was sometimes heavy and sometimes light. There was no fixed number. Todays rain was heavier. It fell on the tiles, Windows, or trees, making a crisp sound, announcing its arrival.

They sat together comfortably, eating delicious food, drinking beer or other drinks that had just been brought in, chatting, and listening to the sound of the rain. There was an inexplicable comfort.

Take Wu Hai as an example. When he heard the rain, he would Wait, No. If the weather was good, Wu Hai would have a good appet.i.te. If the weather was bad, Wu Hai would have a good appet.i.te too. Therefore, he was not a representative.

Zheng Xian would eat two more bowls of rice when she heard the sound of the raindrops.

The night rain came suddenly and ended abruptly. Before the end of the barbecue time, the rain stopped.

After sending off the last customer, Yuan Zhou closed the door and tidied up the kitchen. Then, he went upstairs to wash up and planned to talk to Yin ya first before going to bed.

Every day when the sun rose, it marked the arrival of a new day. Ever since he received Zhou s.h.i.+jies phone call and knew that the silver spoon would be right in front of him, Yuan Zhou had focused his cooking practice on the Lu cuisine. He was giving his all to show respect to his opponent.

Breakfast time was uneventful, and he spent his time grumbling about not being able to eat any good food. After practicing his cutting skills for a while, he went to receive the naughty kid.

Uncle Yuan, this is the final payment for the menu you received after school starts. This is the account book. Take a look. The devilish brat pa.s.sed a pile of money to Yuan Zhou.

The brat really had the talent to be an accountant. He could clearly record the accounts one by one.

Eh? Why are you here again? Yuan Zhou remembered that before school started, the devilish brat had given him some money once. He then asked directly,Its only been two weeks since school started and there are already so many?

At a glance, he had received another one to two thousand. It was different from the efficiency before.

Hehe, I didnt tell uncle Yuan because I wanted to give you a surprise. Ive released a cartoon version of the master chef restaurants menu, and its specially designed for primary school students.

Katong version? Yuan Zhou was puzzled.

Its a version with pinyin, pictures, and introductions. Its more like the Katong version. The devilish brat explained.

Yuan Zhou was even more puzzled,do kids like this kind of thing nowadays?

To put it bluntly, the Katong version of the master chef restaurants menu was still a menu, just like how the Overlord of the beggars was still a beggar.

Could it be that primary school students nowadays liked to cook? Yuan Zhou didnt understand.

Its very popular. In fact, children like things in waves. Its like The brat seemed to want to give an example, but he couldnt say it.

After hemming and hawing for a long time, he finally thought of something and continued,Its the same as the big Sisters who like to buy very expensive luxury goods. Luxury goods are mostly sold for superiority, not the item itself.

We elementary school students like toys. Some of them are because theyre fun to play with, while some of them are bought by our cla.s.smates. The devilish brat said.

When the school term just started, I noticed that many students were talking about uncle Yuans restaurant. Uncle Yuan Zhous reputation on the internet is even greater than that of an internet celebrity. Many of the students who had eaten in the restaurant were all showing off when they returned to school. The devilish brat explained.

During the new year, there were indeed many children who came to have a meal. It seemed like they came as a family. Yuan Zhou recalled carefully.

I guided them a little in the middle and printed 200 copies on the first try. They were sold out in less than five days. The devilish brat said with a smile. He was very happy to make money.

Yuan Zhou had never thought that his fame on the internet would make him quite popular among the children.

The disobedient child came here in the morning when Yuan Zhou was free. After he finished talking about the matter, he left on his own.

After Xiong nengxiong left, Yuan Zhou glanced at the time. It was almost time to prepare the ingredients for lunch, so he began to pack up the things for sculpting.

While Yuan Zhou was cleaning up unhurriedly, there was a dispute over master chef Restaurant at the other side.

If I say no, it means No. The woman was in her thirties and had delicate features. She was not ugly even in her angry state.

Youre only eight or nine years old, but youve already developed the habit of comparing yourself with others. What about the future? its still fine if we can do it now, but what if we cant do it in the future? The woman said earnestly.

The little boy standing in front of her was about eight or nine years old. He was wearing a down jacket and looked chubby and cute. However, probably because of the womans reprimand, his eyes were red and he looked aggrieved.

Mom. The little boy shouted.

Think about it yourself. The woman said angrily, then walked into the room in her high heels and slammed the door shut.

The little boy was really aggrieved this time, and his tears began to fall.

Xiao Fei, didnt you say you were a little man? why are you crying? The man sitting on the sofa, who had not spoken since the beginning, said.

The man was wearing a pair of gla.s.ses and looked to be in his thirties. He was dressed in casual clothes and looked like an elite in the workplace.

Dad, I But mom, she The little boy, who was also Xiao Fei, held back his tears and said unwillingly.

Xiao Fei, dont blame mom. Father Xiao said with a serious face.

Xiaofei didnt say anything, but he still had an aggrieved look on his face. It was obvious that he didnt understand and didnt agree with the current approach.

In his memory when he was eight years old, this was just a small matter. Why did his mother have such a big reaction?

All my friends have been to that master chef Restaurant, but I haven t. If I dont go there again, I wont be able to hang out with them. Mom is a bad person. Xiaofei was also a little anxious.

As a second-grade student, he couldnt understand what his father had just said, but he knew that his mother didnt agree. The thought of being ridiculed by his friends made him feel very uncomfortable.

Xiao Fei, you may not understand what Im saying now, but you said that I like you the most when we were buying toys in the past. Xiao Feis father walked up to Xiao Fei and touched his head.So mommy only made Xiaofei unhappy about this.

Xiaofei pouted and didnt say anything, but the complaints on his face had obviously lessened.

Father Xiao didnt continue to talk about this matter, but changed the subject.You know boss Yuans restaurant. Why do so many students want to go there to eat?

Xiao Feis father was a software engineer and was usually very busy. Although it was the weekend, he was actually working overtime most of the time. Today, he finally had some free time and thought of going out to play with his family and having a meal at the same time. Then, Xiaofei proposed that they must go to boss Yuans restaurant to eat. The reason was that all his friends had been there, so he must go too.

Then, the scene that she had seen before happened again. Mrs. Xiao didnt agree with her opinion, because she felt that this was a compet.i.tion. He should have what his cla.s.smates had and do what his cla.s.smates did. This was wrong.