"There are two paintings hanging on the ceiling, People Passing by a Small Restaurant and This is Life. They are your works, right?" Zong Mo asked.
"Of course." Wuhai's tone was full of pride. He was proud not because he had made such outstanding paintings, but because he had put them up in Yuanzhou shop.
"I just want to ask, Mr. Wu, how did you give the paintings to Boss Yuan?" Zong Mo said, "Because I wanted to give two antiques to Boss Yuan, but I was rejected."
"Antiques? How much? "Wuhai asked.
"Not worth much, only a few hundred thousand," Zong Mo said.
"A few hundred thousand is indeed not worth much." Wu Hai nodded and said, "That guy, Compass, will never take advantage of others. He won't even take anything that's worth tens of dollars, let alone hundreds of thousands."
"Although I don't pay attention to the art circle, as far as I know, the auction price of Mr. Wu's works should be more than seven digits. It is much more expensive than the things I gave him." Zong Mo was implying that Wu Hai had accepted the more precious things.
"You think you can compete with me? What kind of relationship do I have with Yuan Zhou? It's just an iron relationship where we've been through the same window and fought together. No matter how expensive the gift from me is, Yuan Zhou will definitely accept it. "When Wu Hai said that, he was extremely smug.
The flattop customer who was passing by heard their conversation and instantly felt a toothache. He couldn't control his hand and had the urge to hit someone.
What do you mean by a few hundred thousand is indeed not worth much? Damn, are you talking about Japanese currency?
Even if it is Japanese currency, a few hundred thousand is still a lot of money.
But when the flattop customer heard the latter part of the conversation, he knew it was time for revenge.
"I heard that the two paintings on the ceiling of the restaurant were forcibly hung there by someone. Boss Yuan didn't want them, but in the end, he couldn't change his mind." The customer with the crew cut specially emphasized the three words "ceiling". His intention was quite obvious.
"What do you mean by hanging them by force? You don't know how happy Boss Yuan was to hang my paintings." Wuhai wasn't embarrassed that his lie was exposed. Instead, he patted Zong Mo and said, "Don't be discouraged. You can do it in a few years."
He had forcefully acted cool. As for embarrassment, what was that?
"There's such a trick?" Zong Mo was shocked.
After Wuhai went upstairs, Zong Mo came back to his senses and quickly asked the customer with the crew cut about Wuhai's operation.
The crew-cut customer told him everything in detail and finally asked a question.
"Actually, I've been wanting to ask you this for a long time. What's the reason for putting things in Boss Yuan's restaurant? Why do we all want to do this? " The crew-cut customer didn't say anything. Wouldn't it hurt to give away something that was worth hundreds of thousands of yuan?
"Mr. Wu, I don't know why you did that. But I think the value of an antique lies in its own historical significance. If it can be placed in Yuanzhou shop, I think it can reflect its own significance more than placing it in an antique shop," Zong Mo replied.
The crew-cut customer didn't understand. From Zong Mo's reply, he only understood one thing — he had too much money to burn!
In order to repay him, Zong Mo invited the crew-cut customer to Yuanzhou shop for dinner the next day.
On the other side, Cheng Ying found Yuan Zhou.
"Teacher's father, when can my father finish his apprenticeship?" Cheng Ying asked.
Yuan Zhou thought of Engineer Cheng's current cooking skills and answered, "It should be soon."
"Ah?" Cheng Ying screamed when she heard that.
Yuan Zhou looked at Cheng Ying with puzzlement. Cheng Ying sorted out her emotions and then answered, "My father said that he hopes to learn from Teacher's father for two more years. He still has many shortcomings, so he doesn't want to finish his apprenticeship so soon."
"Teacher's father, do you want to reconsider? My father said that he still has a long way to go before he finishes his apprenticeship. If he wants to finish his apprenticeship, he needs to be at least 70% as good as the master." After saying that, Cheng Ying looked at Yuan Zhou and waited for his answer.
70% as good as the master? Doesn't that mean that he won't be able to finish his apprenticeship for the rest of his life? Yuan Zhou thought for a while. That won't do. If he does that, he won't be able to finish his apprenticeship mission.
However, since his disciple had such high expectations of him, as the master, Yuan Zhou couldn't refuse her.
"I know," Yuan Zhou answered. Meanwhile, he was thinking about how to give Engineer Cheng a special training.
Cheng Ying thought that her words had been conveyed and Yuan Zhou could understand her disciple's feelings. Therefore, she skipped back happily.
Then, Yuan Zhou went upstairs and prepared to make a cooking practice plan for Engineer Cheng. However, no matter how he made it, he was still not satisfied.
After all, there were no shortcuts in cooking. One could only keep practicing and accumulating.
Putting this matter aside for now, he went back downstairs and continued to study the book, Ox King.
Steak might seem simple, but there were many tricks to it. Yuan Zhou was still trying to figure it out.
His goal was to make foreigners come to China, Chengdu, and Yuan Zhou's restaurant to eat the most delicious steak in the future.
"Speaking of which, isn't there a famous steak competition overseas? Should I come back and get first place? I remember no chef in China had ever gotten first place."
Yuan Zhou thought for a while. It was troublesome to go overseas to participate in competitions. It was better for him to learn everything first.
Yuan Zhou was studying hard at the door of the house. It was also bustling outside the house. The naughty boy had invited the gang leaders of the nearby primary schools to meet at the intersection of Taoxi Road.
As for asking where the gang leaders of the primary schools were, it was obvious that he had never been to kindergarten before. Even kindergartens had gang leaders.
"Help me sell my notes to the people in your school. I will give you 50 cents for every copy you sell. Think about it. Selling 10 copies will be 5 RMB. There are a few hundred students in your school, and half of them will buy my notes. That means you can make tens of RMB just by talking." The naughty boy said.
When the few primary school bullies heard this, they realized that it was true.
"Isn't it too little to pay 50 cents for every copy?" Someone objected.
"It's like this. I am not the one who wrote these notes, so I am not the producer. I am only a distributor, and you are the agents." The naughty boy said, "Do you know the difference between an agent and a distributor?"
The gang leaders shook their heads, indicating that they did not know.
"The distributor has the ownership of the goods, while the agent only needs to buy the goods and transfer the commission." The naughty boy said, "That's why I have to ensure that these notes will not be sold in other ways. I also have to give the money to the top students who wrote these notes. But you can make money just by talking. How easy do you think it is?"
Although they did not know what he was talking about, they felt that it was very impressive. The gang leaders nodded in agreement.
After reaching an agreement, they left.
The naughty boy muttered to himself, "Excluding the cost and commission, I can earn 4 yuan for each book. There should be a market of 1,000 books in these six schools, and then I can earn 4,000 yuan."
"In order to appease people, I will take out 10.50 yuan to treat the top students to a bowl of Cuiddo. Also, Brother Wang Hong helped me contact the publishing company, and they will give me a discount. This is also to give face to Brother Wang Hong, so I should also treat Brother Wang Hong to a meal."
"I will treat them to a bowl of Clear Broth Noodle Soup as an exchange, so I can earn 3,721 yuan and 50 cents." The naughty boy murmured while doing the accounting.
When the naughty boy passed by the restaurant, he saw Yuan Zhou thinking about something, so he asked casually, "Uncle Yuan Zhou, what are you thinking about?"
"I am thinking about how to improve people quickly. I mean, how to improve people from 0 to 70, no … forget it, it's nothing." Yuan Zhou answered casually, but then he found that he could not understand it no matter what he said. In the end, when he saw that it was the naughty boy who asked him, he could only add another sentence, but he still could not find the right words to explain it clearly.
To his surprise, the naughty boy understood!
"I know. Uncle Yuan Zhou, you want to improve something quickly, but you can't do it with conventional methods," the naughty boy said, "So, Uncle Yuan Zhou, you can try the method that our teacher used."
"When the leader comes to check, the teacher will tell us the answers in advance, and then when we ask questions, more people will raise their hands." The naughty boy said, "So, you don't have to improve everything. You just need to achieve a certain goal in a certain aspect, or at a certain moment."
Yuan Zhou suddenly understood. That's right. It was not necessary to make Engineer Cheng's cooking reach 70% of his cooking skills. It was still possible to make Sichuan Cuisine, or Guangrong School's Sichuan Cuisine reach 70% of his cooking skills.
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