The fried rice was stir-fried with leftover ingredients. It wasn't easy for Yuan Zhou to complete the task. If he didn't use it, he would be at a disadvantage.
Yuan Zhou wasn't someone who was willing to be at a disadvantage, so he racked his brains to find a solution. Only one serving per day …
"I suddenly have a bold idea." Yuan Zhou asked the System in his mind if it could be done this way. The System gave him an affirmative answer.
After solving a difficult problem, Yuan Zhou began another day of repetitive training.
After practicing three rounds of carving, Yuan Zhou changed his clothes and went out. He had something important to do.
Yuan Zhou walked to the nearest newsstand. Due to the rise of the online reading era, the newspaper was suffering heavy losses.
In the past, the news of the newspaper could be used by any website that modified it. They didn't care. But this year, Nanfang Daily relied on it and claimed that Toutiao had made a profit.
Therefore, it took some effort to go to the nearest newsstand. Ten minutes later, Yuan Zhou arrived at his destination.
"Boss, do you have Master Chef?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Of course. Do you want the latest issue or the previous ones?" the boss asked.
"The latest issue." Yuan Zhou said, "I want ten."
"Ten?" Although the boss found it strange, he didn't ask. After all, he had encountered similar situations before. For example, when a celebrity appeared in a magazine, his fans would buy many copies to collect.
"I need to see if there are ten." The boss squatted down to look. It was a small newsstand, so the magazine storage wasn't big.
"There are only eight of them," the shop owner counted and said.
"Eight is fine." Yuan Zhou nodded. He was ready to buy all of them.
"There were originally nine, but I sold one." Seeing that Yuan Zhou was really going to buy all of them, the boss's attitude was much better. Yuan Zhou suddenly asked with interest, "Are there more people buying this magazine today than usual?"
"Not really. Other than the eight you bought, it's about the same as usual," the boss replied. Then, he seemed to think of something and asked, "Is there a celebrity interview in this magazine?"
"It's fine. That's all. Goodbye." In Yuan Zhou's mind, he thought of a certain sticker with three consecutive hits, but in the end, he didn't say it out loud. He just shook his head and left with the eight magazines.
Yuan Zhou was very hurt. He thought that with him around, the issue of Hero Cooking would be sold out, but in the end, fairy tales were all lies.
Of course, when Yuan Zhou saw his stalwart figure on the cover of the magazine, his unhappiness immediately dissipated. Strictly speaking, he was a person who was easily satisfied.
That's right, Yuan Zhou didn't like to appear on camera, so the latest issue of Master Chef showed his back view when he was sculpting. According to Wang Keyi, this was the first time in the history of their magazine.
Yuan Zhou accidentally created another history. He bought eight magazines and only took one to put on the shelf.
On the shelf made by Carpenter Lian, there were boxing gloves, a puppy toy, and a small box.
The other seven books were not placed in the bedroom on the second floor. Instead, they were placed in the most eye-catching spots on the first floor.
As for which spot was the most eye-catching, he would know during dinner time.
"Sichuan Cuisine is a spoonful of sugar, then Jiangsu Cuisine is …" Yuan Zhou had already taken the time to study the Jiangsu Cuisine tutorial.
Nowadays, the internet was very convenient. It was very easy to distinguish between those who were handicapped and those who weren't. If a dish could be cooked according to the teaching video, then it was not a handicapped person.
But no matter how many times you watched the teaching video, even if you did one action at a time, you still couldn't complete it. Then, you were a handicapped person.
"Just like Sichuan Cuisine, the teaching videos of Jiangsu Cuisine on the internet are all simplified versions, omitting many steps." Yuan Zhou concluded.
Actually, sometimes, Yuan Zhou thought that some people felt that time was too long, while others felt that it was not enough. If only the time that they felt was too long could be allocated to those who didn't have enough time.
For example, Yuan Zhou originally wanted to cook something, but when he looked at the time and realized that it was time to prepare dinner, he could only give up helplessly.
While preparing dinner, Director Wu hurriedly brought two pieces of good news.
"Boss Yuan, the landmark delicacy of our street this year is still The Kitchen God."
Director Wu was very excited. She still wanted to keep Yuan Zhou guessing, but after a pause, she couldn't help continuing.
She said, "Not only in our area, but also The Kitchen God has obtained the landmark delicacy of the entire Chengdu. Boss Yuan, let me tell you, there are only three restaurants in the entire Chengdu that have obtained this title."
It was indeed good news. A rare smile appeared on the poker face of Yuan Zhou. After all, he had obtained the recognition.
The plan of landmark delicacy was also officially approved. Currently, it was only in Chengdu. He believed that if the whole Sichuan Province was included, his restaurant would definitely be included.
"Boss Yuan, since it's such a good thing, have you considered holding an event to give us a discount?"
Director Wu asked again. Then, the smile on Yuan Zhou's face disappeared instantly.
"Yes, I will definitely work harder to cook more delicious dishes. Don't worry, Director Wu." Yuan Zhou said righteously.
Did he agree or not? Director Wu didn't quite understand Yuan Zhou's words. However, Director Wu didn't ask further, so she just mentioned it casually.
"There's another thing. Huang Ling's China knots have been identified by the Chengdu police as a designated safety decoration. So, Huang Ling is very busy now." Director Wu told him another piece of good news.
Huang Ling was a very kind girl. Yuan Zhou couldn't help nodding his head. If he could cooperate with the government, he wouldn't have to worry about the sales.
"Huang Ling has completed the supply of the first batch of China knots and red ropes. With the money, she is ready to move to another place." Director Wu said, "Huang Ling is too embarrassed to ask, so I help her ask if she has time to drink moving wine on the third of next month."
"The third of next month …" Yuan Zhou muttered to himself for a while and then asked, "What time exactly?"
"It won't affect your business hours. Don't worry." Director Wu said.
"I'm not thinking about business. I'll make up for the time off." Yuan Zhou explained. He was thinking about what kind of gift he should give to the moving wine.
"You don't need to ask for leave. I've arranged the time. Huang Ling is an honest girl. This time, she said it was a moving wine, but in fact, it was to thank the neighbors who helped her and her brother on Taoxi Road in the past two years."
Yuan Zhou thought for a while. In fact, he hadn't met Huang Ling and her brother many times. If he had to say what helped them, it could only be the tremella that cost one RMB.
A drop of water should be returned with a spring. Many people knew this saying, but there were too few who could actually do it.
Director Wu concluded, "A close neighbor is better than a distant relative."
Yuan Zhou nodded in agreement and added in his heart, "Just like Aunt Tong."
"Okay. I've informed them of the news. I have to go back to deal with the documents." Director Wu said goodbye and left.
Dinnertime began. The customers who had lined up to get their numbers entered the restaurant one by one.
"Why is there a magazine on the table? Did someone lose it?"
That's right, the most eye-catching place was the dining table …
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