Ever since Yuan Zhou owned The Kitchen God and gradually understood the meaning and pleasure of being a chef, he had a great demand on the concept of punctuality.
For example, Yuan Zhou used to laze in bed and oversleep so much that he couldn't open the door. He would comment others' food was not delicious and refuse to eat it, but he required his customers to finish it.
But now, Yuan Zhou had gradually become strict with himself. He would open the door whenever he said he would. If he couldn't open the door, he would even make up for the time when he opened the door.
Besides, Yuan Zhou now would eat in the restaurant or comment on others' food outside. Even if it wasn't to his liking, he would still finish it.
Yuan Zhou had made progress little by little in this way. Not only these improvements, but also his culinary skills.
Now, Yuan Zhou already had the demeanor and style of a master.
Just like now, Yuan Zhou had promised Yin Ya to come downstairs in seven minutes. When he arrived in front of Yin Ya, it was exactly seven minutes, not one second more and not one second less.
"Exactly seven minutes. No more than seven minutes." Yuan Zhou stood in front of Yin Ya and said solemnly.
"Yes, it's just right." Yin Ya nodded the head and answered.
"I've brought the gift downstairs." Yuan Zhou continued saying.
"Okay. Where's the gift?" Yin Ya smiled and looked at Yuan Zhou's hands from left to right.
However, Yuan Zhou's hands were empty.
"Here it is." While saying that, Yuan Zhou reached out his hand and began to take out his sleeve pocket.
After taking a bath, Yuan Zhou changed into a Han Chinese costume, which was the one he usually wore at work. The cuffs were embroidered with lotus patterns.
Yuan Zhou took out a small purse. Naturally, there was also a lotus embroidered on it. However, this lotus was black in color and looked very beautiful.
The purse was light green in color and the embroidered lotus was half open. One could vaguely see the light yellow stamen poking out from the inside. The edge of the purse was circled with white embroidery thread.
The whole purse looked exquisite and special. Yin Ya liked it at first sight.
"Is this it?" Yin Ya asked curiously.
"Yes, it's inside," Yuan Zhou said.
Looking at the bulging pouch, Yin Ya's face was full of smiles.
"There's more inside? What is it? "Yin Ya asked directly. She watched curiously as Yuan Zhou opened the pouch.
"It's all here," Yuan Zhou took out a stack of colorful papers from his pouch and handed it to Yin Ya.
"That's it. I've already tidied it up," Yuan Zhou said.
Indeed, what Yuan Zhou said was right. This stack of colorful papers was arranged neatly according to the different sizes.
Yin Ya looked at what Yuan Zhou handed to her and didn't speak for a long time.
Until Yuan Zhou said, "You don't like it?"
Yin Ya took a deep breath and asked, "What is this?"
"It's Vietnamese Dong, the currency of Vietnam," Yuan Zhou answered honestly.
"I know it's Vietnamese Dong. What I mean is, why are you giving it to me?" Yin Ya said patiently.
"It's a gift," Yuan Zhou said.
"A gift?" Yin Ya was surprised.
"Yes, a gift. I brought it back from Vietnam. I didn't exchange it at the bank," Yuan Zhou emphasized again.
"So why is it Vietnamese Dong?" Yin Ya held her forehead helplessly in her heart and continued asking.
"The food in Vietnam isn't as good as the food I cook. You can't get used to it and it doesn't suit your taste. The other handicrafts aren't good, the workmanship is rough, and the paint used is also not good," Yuan Zhou started to explain seriously.
"Moreover, you probably don't like wood, so you brought this. This is the local Vietnamese Dong," Yuan Zhou said.
"You really put in a lot of effort," Yin Ya said weakly.
"I have considered it very seriously," Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Ok. Thank you for the Vietnamese Dong," Yin Ya received it while clenching her teeth.
"You are welcome." Yuan Zhou said earnestly. After a while, he said, "Actually, I can also bring you French francs next time."
Yin Ya couldn't help but clench her teeth and then said, "There's no need for that."
After a while, Yin Ya felt that she had refused too straightforwardly, so she added, "I have French francs at home now."
"Ok." Yuan Zhou nodded and thought that he didn't know what kind of currency was used in Germany. Maybe Yin Ya didn't have it, so he could bring her some.
"Ok, I won't bother you anymore. It's getting late and you should prepare to open the restaurant. I'm going back now," Yin Ya held the Vietnamese Dong and waved her hand.
"Aren't you staying for breakfast?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"No, I have to go back to work after breakfast," Yin Ya turned her back to Yuan Zhou and waved her hand.
If she didn't turn her back to Yuan Zhou, Yin Ya was afraid that she couldn't help but slap the thick stack of Vietnamese Dong on Yuan Zhou's face.
"I will treat you to a meal in a few days. It's a new dish. Do you want to come?" Yuan Zhou suddenly said before Yin Ya walked far away.
"New dish?" Yin Ya turned her head and asked.
"New dish. It's the type you like," Yuan Zhou said with certainty.
"Ok. Call me when it's time." Yin Ya revealed a smile.
Yuan Zhou nodded, "Ok."
"Bye." Yin Ya waved her hand again and walked out of the back alley quickly.
Seeing that Yin Ya had walked out of sight, Yuan Zhou squatted down and said to Broth, "I took a long time to choose those coins. Every variety has a serial number. She should like it."
Broth's response was no reaction and continued to lick the hair on the back of its wife's neck.
After Yuan Zhou said that, he stood up and went back to the restaurant confidently.
On the other side, Yin Ya also found the serial number.
Yin Ya walked out of the back alley and looked at the Vietnamese Dong in her hand helplessly.
"How could he think of bringing a Vietnamese Dong back as a gift?" Yin Ya looked at the colorful coins and felt quite helpless.
"Forget it. It's the first gift he took the initiative to give me." Yin Ya subconsciously ignored the fact that it was she who asked Yuan Zhou to bring the coins.
"It's not a bad idea to keep it." Yin Ya was about to put the coins into the inner pocket of her handbag.
Just then, Yin Ya found that the numbers of the coins were all the same. "They are all serial numbers."
While saying that, Yin Ya didn't hurry to put the coins into her bag. She took out all the Vietnamese Dong and looked at them. She found that every denomination had a serial number.
"Yuan Zhou said it wasn't exchanged at the bank? Then he exchanged it from someone else? He really put in a lot of effort. "Yin Ya felt sour in her heart. She felt happy and helpless at the same time.
That's right. He had to go to a strange place to exchange coins with serial numbers. Moreover, the coins were all serial numbers. Moreover, he didn't exchange them at the bank. It was not hard to imagine how difficult it was.
This Yuan Zhou, you might say he didn't put in a lot of effort. But thinking carefully, he did.
"It's really …" Yin Ya took the Vietnamese Dong and revealed a smile.
"I'm still a little hungry. I might as well have some breakfast before going to work." Yin Ya said with a smile.
"I wonder what Yuan Zhou will cook for breakfast this morning." Yin Ya turned around and walked to Yuanzhou shop.
Of course, Yuan Zhou didn't know about Yin Ya's thoughts. He was preparing the breakfast carefully.
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