There was only one hour for breakfast, and it passed quickly. The man who had eaten noodle soup early in the morning had been waiting there.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Please go ahead." Yuan Zhou was finally free after seeing Mu Xiaoyun off.
"You're welcome. It's mainly because the dishes cooked by Boss Yuan are delicious." Although the man didn't smile, his tone was gentle.
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou nodded his head politely and waited for the man to tell him the details.
Seeing that Yuan Zhou had no intention to speak, the man spoke first.
"I won't say much. We're all busy," the man said and paused.
"Please go ahead." Yuan Zhou nodded and gestured for him to continue.
The man looked around and suddenly said, "I think Boss Yuan's place is good everywhere, but it's a little lacking in liveliness. Why don't I bring some ornamental fish over? It'll be nice."
When he said that everything was good, the man's expression was a little reluctant. The Yuanzhou shop could only be called simple and generous at best. The system took care of the decoration, so there was no room for improvement.
"Thank you, but no thanks," Yuan Zhou refused flatly.
"Boss Yuan, you're welcome. This is a token of my appreciation." The man's expression was sincere, but his tone was tough.
"No need." Yuan Zhou frowned slightly and still refused.
"You don't like fish?" The man was curious.
"It's alright." Yuan Zhou thought about it and didn't hate it.
"Boss Yuan, are you sure you don't need it?" the man finally said.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded. Then, the man left without looking back.
Yuan Zhou happened to know about ornamental fish. Back when he was working in a three-star hotel, he was curious about the taste of the brightly colored koi in the lobby of the hotel. He was deeply impressed after knowing the price.
Yuan Zhou was unwilling to accept such a gift. If he accepted it, it would be like owing him a favor. Yuan Zhou touched his pocket contentedly. He was quite satisfied with the number of words on the bank card.
The system displayed, "Host has triggered a side mission. Please complete it as soon as possible."
[Side Mission] Complete ten Diner Satisfaction Surveys, and the score must be above nine points.
[Mission Reward] You will be rewarded with a wall view of sergestes.
Suddenly, the system issued a quest.
Yuan Zhou touched his forehead with a puzzled look, "Are you not reconciled to the fact that you have been despised?"
Normally, the system would not give out continuous quests. Yuan Zhou had just completed the first stage of the quest, and now he was suddenly giving out side quests. It was definitely abnormal for it to happen so frequently.
It was inevitable for Yuan Zhou to suspect that it was because he had just been despised by others for his decoration taste and the lack of liveliness. The reward was also in line with Yuan Zhou's guess. Sergestes should be a living creature.
"System, are you competitive, or are you just being tsundere?" Yuan Zhou asked, puzzled.
However, the system remained the same and did not respond.
Suddenly, a few A4-sized questionnaires appeared in the drawer on the side.
"Zi". Yuan Zhou pulled open the drawer and saw the questionnaire lying quietly inside.
Looking up, there was a "Satisfaction Survey," and then there were only ten questions listed below. It didn't look complete or professional, which made Yuan Zhou feel like it was a joke.
"Is there a time limit for the mission?" Yuan Zhou asked while holding the questionnaire.
The system displayed, "None."
"What's the full score?" Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of the requirements of the mission.
The system displayed, "Ten."
"It's really concise and neat." Yuan Zhou was quite speechless.
…
During the business time at noon, Yuan Zhou stared at Mu Xiaoyun for five minutes and finally gave up the tempting idea of letting her fill in a random questionnaire.
The arrival of Wuhai rescued Mu Xiaoyun who had been stared at and felt uncomfortable all over.
"Just right. You fill in this." Before Wuhai ordered dishes, Yuan Zhou directly handed him a questionnaire and a pen.
"What's this? Satisfaction Survey? "Wuhai received it and looked at it in surprise. Then, he raised his head and looked at Yuan Zhou." Humm.
Fill it in and give it to me. "Yuan Zhou said calmly with his expression unchanged.
"Investigating the taste of the dishes? Satisfaction with the environment of the restaurant? "Wuhai read two questions randomly.
"If you fill in the questionnaire, will you change the questions I ask?" This was the most inconceivable thing for Wuhai. What was Yuan Zhou's nickname, Compass? How could he change it so easily? Besides, there were only 10 questions in the so-called satisfaction survey, which was even more unbelievable.
"It depends." Thinking of the questions on the questionnaire, Yuan Zhou answered cautiously.
"I knew it. But there's still a chance. Let me give it a try." Wuhai just felt it was fun. He took the pen prepared by Yuan Zhou and started to fill in the questionnaire.
When he got to the ninth question, a red plastic bottle suddenly appeared in front of Wuhai.
"What's this?" Wuhai asked with puzzlement.
"I think you wrote it wrongly and should correct it." Yuan Zhou took the correction fluid in his hand and said calmly.
Wuhai took up the questionnaire and looked at the content he had just filled in carefully.
There were no typos or grammatical errors on the paper.
"There's no mistake." Wuhai answered affirmatively. Then, he took up the pen and prepared to continue writing.
"Your score should be corrected." Yuan Zhou glanced at it and said affirmatively.
Apart from the basic full marks about the taste of the dishes, Wuhai only got 6 or 7 points for the other questions. Some of them even got 5 points. How could Yuan Zhou accept such a score?
"Oh, Boss Yuan. That's what you mean." Wuhai was suddenly enlightened and revealed an evil smile. Even the two tufts of mustaches revealed a mischievous aura.
"Um. It's good to correct it." Yuan Zhou put down the correction fluid and said affirmatively.
"But I think Boss Yuan, your other scores are only worth this much." Wuhai said with a seemingly prim manner.
"I also feel that I won't have the inspiration to cook spicy dishes for a long time." Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai and thought for a while before saying.
"Sigh. Boss Yuan, how can the answer you get by threatening me be accurate?" Wuhai revealed a look of bitter resentment.
"I think it's very accurate, except for the fact that you did it on purpose." Yuan Zhou hit the nail on the head.
"How can that be? I think I wrote it very well. Won't you consider it?" Wuhai still slightly insisted on his own opinion.
Yuan Zhou answered straightforwardly. He pointed at the correction fluid and requested to correct it.
After that, Yuan Zhou filled the prescription according to the prescription and made several more perfect questionnaires consecutively. As for the score, it was definitely full marks.
Basically, when the score was lower than 9 points, Yuan Zhou would pass the correction fluid to them silently. The others were quite understanding and then all corrected it.
Only Wu Zhou asked stupidly, "Boss Yuan, if you think my score is wrong, how many points do you want?"
Such straightforward words made Yuan Zhou stupefied. It was Wuhai who sneered at the side and said, "Of course, full marks."
Then, Yuan Zhou nodded his head and admitted it without any hesitation.
The customers all became speechless. How was it like a questionnaire? Was the result of the investigation still useful? It was a waste of A4 paper.
The mission that seemed like a joke was completed under the circumstance that Yuan Zhou was joking. The system didn't say that he had violated the rules, either.
It seemed that the system was really stimulated. Not only was it an extremely simple mission, but it also didn't limit the method of completion.
Then, when Yuan Zhou found there were quite a few customers, he straightforwardly announced, "Starting from tomorrow, our restaurant will be closed for two days for renovation and renovation."
The customers all had different reactions. The one who reacted the most was, of course, Wuhai who regarded this restaurant as a canteen.
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