"A year's plan begins in spring, a day's plan begins in the morning. Let me tell you a story …"
A piece of age-revealing music was probably familiar to those born in the 90s. It was from the 2004 cartoon "Chinese Hardworking Story".
It had not been broadcasted for a long time. The reason why it was played at the entrance of The Kitchen God today was because of the naughty kid.
The language teacher assigned a topic, "Collect the hardworking stories of famous people for future generations to learn from." As the class monitor, the naughty kid had to take the lead.
Then, the naughty kid found the cartoon immediately. No one knew how he knew about it. Then, he found Zhao YIngjun, who often came to The Kitchen God, to make a PowerPoint presentation. Nowadays, there were projectors in primary school classrooms, unlike back then, where the projectors had to go to multimedia classrooms.
Back to the main topic, the naughty kid paid for it, so he did not help for free. "Su Dongpo takes the exam, Shen Kuo goes up the mountain to look at the peach blossoms …" There were thirty-two stories in total. The naughty kid counted the qualities of thirty-two ancient people, wrote the script, dubbed the PowerPoint presentation, and completed the homework.
Without a doubt, the naughty kid was not leaving the other students a way out.
Speaking of which, Zhao YIngjun's PowerPoint presentation was not expensive, but the editing of thirty-two episodes was not cheap either. The naughty kid paid for it himself, so it was a loss. This was not the naughty kid's style.
Back to the main topic. Along with the familiar ringtone, Yuan Zhou woke up from his deep sleep. He turned off his phone that was still ringing, went to the bathroom to wash up, changed into sportswear, and left the restaurant from the back door.
"A year's plan begins in spring … Eh? Have you been brainwashed after listening to so many songs these days?" Yuan Zhou reacted and shut up. He could hum a song, but not this one.
At this time, there was only a glimmer of light in the sky. There was a trace of gray in the sky, which was the time when all living things were slowly waking up.
"Broth, come jog with me. Exercise your body, or else Rice will dislike you." When Yuan Zhou went out, he saw Rice and Broth snuggling up to each other in the nest specially made for them in the corner.
"Woof, woof, woof …"
When Mi Mi heard Yuan Zhou's voice, it immediately raised its head and called out a few times. It was very intimate with Yuan Zhou, but it was quite tiring to keep watch at night, so it didn't get up.
However, Broth was not so particular. It looked at Yuan Zhou as if it was looking at an idiot. Anyway, it could understand that look itself.
"Good morning, rice." When Yuan Zhou saw that Broth really didn't care about his plan, he greeted Rice and started his morning exercise.
After running for a while, he saw Xia Yu. Xia Yu was about to return to the competition and was doing her final training. Therefore, the intensity of her training was much higher than Yuan Zhou's. When he saw her, he was already drenched in sweat. It seemed that he had been training for a long time.
"Boss Yuan, good morning." Xia Yu saw Yuan Zhou at first glance.
"Good morning." Yuan Zhou nodded and greeted.
Then, the two of them ran together for a while as usual and then separated.
When winter came, Yuan Zhou met fewer people when he ran. After all, it was still dark when he ran. Except for a few shops, other shops had adjusted their working and resting time. Of course, when Yuan Zhou opened the door, he would definitely open the door. This was the tacit understanding of the people in Taoxi Road.
After he finished jogging and returned to the restaurant, he tidied himself up first. When he found it was almost time, he picked up his phone, intending to call the previous Painter Fang. The lotus pattern was still hanging on the wall. Together with the price list and the rules, it seemed to be a good match.
"Excuse me. Is this Painter Fang?" Yuan Zhou asked as soon as he answered the phone.
"Yes. What's the matter?" The voice on the other end was still the same soft and sweet female voice as before.
"I want you to paint the wall." Yuan Zhou said.
"No problem. When?" The sleepy voice on the other end was immediately woken up.
"If possible, let's start today. Come and talk about the price." Yuan Zhou wanted to finish the business of the photo wall as soon as possible.
Before making the call, Yuan Zhou specially checked Painter Fang's website and found that she was still in this line of work. The first time was several years ago and he didn't know if she was still in this line of work.
Fortunately, she was still in this line of work.
"No problem. What's your address?" Painter Fang was as straightforward as before and agreed directly.
"No. 14 of Taoxi Road. Time: 9: 30. What do you think?" Yuan Zhou said.
"No. 14 of Taoxi Road?! Are you Boss Yuan? I'll set off right away. Touch. " Painter Fang didn't know what happened on the other end of the line and made a loud noise. Before Yuan Zhou could ask, the phone was hung up.
Yuan Zhou was speechless.
She probably rubbed against him. Yuan Zhou didn't pay much attention to it. He immediately withdrew his thoughts and started to prepare breakfast.
Painter Fang arrived half an hour earlier. When she arrived, Yuan Zhou happened to send off the last customer.
Compared to several years ago, the girl was more mature. That time, she was confirmed as the shop beauty and then to deal with … cough cough … to complete the system task.
Although a long time had passed, Painter Fang was still doing things in a methodical manner. She was quite serious and looked at Yuan Zhou with her sparkling eyes.
Yuan Zhou felt as if he was looking at the second Tang Xi. The problem was that he was quite sure that Painter Fang had never come to eat except for painting the wall.
However, that wasn't important. Proper business was more important.
After the request was made, Painter Fang started to paint. This time, because she only intended to decorate the photo wall, it didn't take long for her to finish.
Of course, in order to fit the overall atmosphere, she still chose to decorate the photo wall with lotuses.
She took an ancient book and sat at the side to read. From time to time, she would write notes on the notebook. Actually, she could combine Yuan Zhou's notes on the ancient book into a book because many people could buy them.
Time passed quickly. It was estimated to be about one hour.
"Boss Yuan, it's done. Please check if you are satisfied with it." After she finished painting, Painter Fang turned into a starry-eyed fangirl again.
"It's pretty good. Thank you for your hard work." Yuan Zhou looked at it.
The elegant lotus pattern was faintly arranged around and in the middle of the wall, forming a huge lotus pattern. It could be seen separately or separately. It was quite an ingenious design.
"It's good that you are satisfied." Painter Fang was quite excited. However, she should know Yuan Zhou's rules. Therefore, she started to pack up the things neatly.
Yuan Zhou transferred the payment to Painter Fang. Then, Painter Fang left the restaurant consciously.
"Hey Hey, it's the second time I've come to The Kitchen God."
The reason why Painter Fang admired Yuan Zhou was that Yuan Zhou could make his restaurant famous all over Asia within a few years. It had nothing to do with the delicacies. In this aspect, he was different from Tang Xi.
Especially when Yuan Zhou became famous and was filmed by many TV stations, Painter Fang's lotus flower also appeared on TV several times.
Of course, it was strange that Painter Fang didn't maximize the profits. Instead, she publicized this matter everywhere. She just kept it for herself.
Yuan Zhou saw Painter Fang off and then went upstairs to choose the photos. Although he had already chosen the photos with Yin Ya last night, he had actually taken five photos in a row at that time and he had even developed them.
The difference between the five photos in a row was very small. However, Yuan Zhou was a stubborn person who liked to struggle with these things. After a series of comparisons, he finally chose one.
He took it downstairs and pasted it on the top of the photo wall. He even wrote a line of small characters below it, "Leisurely Afternoon Time".
The smell of dog food assailed his nostrils.
When it was almost noon, Su Ruoyan arrived at the restaurant ten minutes earlier. As soon as she entered the restaurant, she found a rag and intended to wipe the table and arrange the chairs. Although she knew the restaurant was very clean, she had already gotten used to it.
"Huh? Boss, is this a photo wall? "Su Ruoyan found the photo wall very soon.
It was such a big photo hanging there that it was impossible not to see it. Besides, the originally snow-white wall was painted with dark green lotus vines, which was very eye-catching.
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