Engineer Cheng hurried home anxiously. When he passed by the fruit store, he specially bought durians.
However, what Engineer Cheng bought wasn't a golden pillow, but the tastier Elvis Durian, in an attempt to bribe his wife in this way.
Of course, he still bought two of them. One was already cooked and could be eaten immediately while the other was the kind that needed to be kept for two days before being eaten.
On the other side, Yuan Zhou was sitting quietly on the chair in his own kitchen and resting.
"The crayfish is really popular." Yuan Zhou tapped his right arm with his left hand and sighed lightly.
That's right. Yuan Zhou's hand was a little sore or a little tired.
"Let's take a break and go check the new crayfish." Yuan Zhou sat on the chair and didn't move. He was making arrangements inwardly.
About five minutes later, Yuan Zhou stood up and opened the partition. Then, he walked towards the courtyard of the pub.
"Luckily, the system is quite humane. Otherwise, it would be impossible for me to eat crayfish every day." Yuan Zhou said inwardly.
That's right. The system was indeed humane. For the first time, Yuan Zhou had to feed the crayfish carefully, change the water, and spit out the sand. Later on, however, the crayfish could be provided after the sand was spat out.
No wonder it was the chef system. It did that so that Yuan Zhou could process the crayfish by himself. When Yuan Zhou learned how to do it, the system would start to provide the crayfish after the sand was spat out. Indeed, everything was for the sake of improving his culinary skills.
Yuan Zhou didn't care about that. Once he walked to the pond of the crayfish, he picked up a book subconsciously.
"I can read a poetry anthology." Yuan Zhou stood at the edge of the pond of the crayfish and held a hardcover book in his hand.
On the cover was a row of gilded characters: 300 Poems of the Tang Dynasty. There were also three smaller characters that said it was a hardcover edition.
Yuan Zhou opened the poetry anthology and then started to read to the crayfish, "A gentleman comes from his hometown and should know the affairs of his hometown. Will the plum blossoms bloom before the window in the future? "
"This poem is about someone who has just come from the poet's hometown. He must know the ways of the world there. Therefore, the poet asked him if he knew whether the wintersweet flower in front of the window with carved patterns in his house had bloomed or not. "Not only did Yuan Zhou finish reading the poem, he even read out the explanation in detail.
"Alright, let's begin the next poem." Yuan Zhou looked at the crayfish in the pond and continued reading the next poem.
Yuan Zhou's voice was clear and his volume was moderate. His movements were experienced. He had already flipped through more than half of the poems in his hands. It was obvious that he had been reading for a long time.
This behavior was quite strange. He was reciting poems to the crayfish, and this story had to start from the day Yuan Zhou obtained the ingredients for the crayfish.
"That requires me to be confident. I don't mind feeding the sand, but what does this poetry collection mean?" Yuan Zhou pointed at a thick book of 300 Tang poems beside the pond and asked.
The system displayed, "According to experimental research, whether it's green plants or living creatures, listening to literary masterpieces or praises often is beneficial to their growth and development."
"So?" Yuan Zhou took the poetry collection and had a bad premonition in his heart.
The system displayed, "Host, you can read the poems to the crayfish every day when you change the water and feed the sand so that they can grow better and make the meat taste more delicious."
"I have an idea." Yuan Zhou said.
However, the system didn't answer him. However, Yuan Zhou didn't care about that and continued, "You like to listen to good things? Actually, I also like to listen to it. Why don't you try praising me every day? In that way, my culinary skills might improve faster. "
The system displayed, "The ingredients provided by the system are listening to the poetry collection and classical music every day. Those that need feeding are all fed by good-looking humans. That's why the meat taste so delicious."
"… Okay. I'll read it." Yuan Zhou was quite helpless. But after he heard the system's explanation, he also took up the poetry collection and prepared to read it.
"However, do you want to consider my suggestion carefully? I'm very serious." Yuan Zhou said at last.
Of course, the system didn't answer him.
Actually, Yuan Zhou really believed in what the system said. Therefore, ever since he had the crayfish, Yuan Zhou would spend some time to read the poetry collection to them every day.
Now, even if the crayfish didn't need to be fed by him, they would still spit sand subconsciously.
Yuan Zhou believed in the system's words. He believed it very much. Therefore, the reason why he read those praises on the internet was to improve his culinary skills and nothing else.
"Um. Everything is for the sake of improving my culinary skills." After reading the poem, Yuan Zhou took out his phone and started to look at the news that praised him and the comments left by the customers.
No matter if it was those praising his craftsmanship or his handsome appearance, Yuan Zhou accepted them all. He didn't refuse any of them and read them very seriously.
When he was in a good mood, Yuan Zhou started to prepare to sculpt and practice his culinary skills as usual.
When dinnertime came, there were more customers. This time, Wuhai came down ten minutes earlier than usual and finally took back the first place.
As there were only two hours for dinnertime, the number of customers was almost fixed. Therefore, the customers came earlier to line up.
Since Yuan Zhou served the crayfish, the neighboring shops also served the crayfish one after another in order to attract the customers who couldn't eat the crayfish in Yuanzhou shop.
Therefore, the entire Taoxi Road entered an explosive period of people again. Many people came here just to eat the crayfish.
At dinnertime, Engineer Cheng and Zhou Jia arrived at the restaurant almost at the same time. As soon as they arrived, they started to scramble for work.
Seeing that Engineer Cheng was energetic and lively and jumping up and down, it seemed that he was fine.
During the two-hour dinnertime, the restaurant was as crowded as usual. Customers came in one after another.
Today, almost every customer had a serving of crayfish in front of them.
"Luckily, the crayfish shells are recycled by the system. Otherwise, I would have to pour a lot of crayfish shells every day." When dinnertime ended and all the customers left, Yuan Zhou stretched himself without a trace.
"Alright. We are drinking tonight. Zhao Mei, you can go home too." Looking at Engineer Cheng who was still in the restaurant, Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay, master." Engineer Cheng revealed a smile on his chubby face. After nodding his head, he prepared to leave.
After Engineer Cheng walked out of the restaurant, Yuan Zhou went upstairs and took a garbage bag, preparing to throw the garbage out.
This habit was formed by the old grandpa who picked up scraps in the past and he still kept it. Now, however, Yuan Zhou didn't throw the dishes out anymore. Instead, he threw out the garbage that was obviously different from his daily life.
Engineer Cheng didn't turn on his phone until he was far away from Yuanzhou shop and almost reached the intersection of the street.
That's right. Engineer Cheng started to turn off his phone in Yuanzhou shop.
As soon as he turned on his phone, however, a call came in. The caller ID showed that it was his wife. Engineer Cheng heaved a sigh and then answered the phone.
"Cheng Zhao Mei, have you forgotten what I told you in the afternoon? Why are you turning off your phone now?" The female voice said sharply.
"Wife, I haven't forgotten." Engineer Cheng sounded a little tired.
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