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Chapter 340

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"Are you sure? It's for eating the meatballs. "Su Mu pointed at the meatballs on the table.

"Your dipping sauce is right here. Do you want to change another flavor or?" The waitress didn't quite understand and thus asked with puzzlement.

"No. The cranberry sauce is the standard. I want the one that can be directly wrapped after being dipped in the sauce." Su Mu explained slightly.

"I'm sorry, sir. We don't have what you need now. But you can write down your opinion and we will give feedback. Maybe you can have it next time." The waitress took out the opinion book and put it on the table gently.

Su Mu hesitated for a while. He looked at the meatballs and then at the opinion book and then wrote down several lines of words with a "Shua Shua" sound.

Full of confidence, Li Li was still busy cooking in the kitchen even though he didn't sleep for the whole night. He was quite complacent thinking of his more perfect Swedish Meatballs.

What Yuan Zhou didn't know was that someone had already targeted him and wanted to win back a round. He only felt a little headache now.

The reason was naturally the two lovely girls in front of him.

Since the ponytail girl who liked to wear a sailor suit, a white shirt and a pleated skirt dressed up as Dudu and took a group photo with Yuan Zhou last time, Yuanzhou Shop had gained some fame in the circle of anime.

Many people who liked anime were like the ponytail girl. They were young girls who queued up obediently every time and only asked strange questions instead of eating.

There were also some adults. After all, if the Wuxia novels were men's romance, anime and manga would cover more age groups.

These two were both experienced fujoshis in the 2D world and super foodies. When they heard about Yuan Zhou, a real-life version of Cooking Master Boy, they would naturally come to have a look. Thus, they still came here two or three times a month.

They only came at noon and never in the evening. However, Yuan Zhou felt a headache every time he saw the two girls. Now, they came again.

"Boss Yuan, where's Broth?" The pretty girl on the left with a slanted braid and big eyes asked with puzzlement.

"I don't know." Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly with a taut face.

"Boss Yuan, did you feed Broth the broth today?" The girl on the right had soft short hair and looked as cute and harmless as a small animal.

"Yes, I did." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Hey, Boss Yuan, why are you like this again? I haven't even taken any pictures of love yet." The girl who was braiding her hair pouted unhappily.

"Your tone is very strange." Yuan Zhou was silent for a moment and changed the topic.

"How can that be? That's my habit. Ahhh." The girl said discontentedly again.

Yuan Zhou was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

The little girl on the right interrupted, "Boss Yuan, do you live with Broth?"

Yuan Zhou didn't want to answer this question. He might as well ask about the mouth quirk.

Seeing that Yuan Zhou couldn't answer, Wu Hai and Ling Hong were watching him make a fool of himself. Even Mr. Shi at the side was watching with a smile and didn't intend to help Yuan Zhou at all.

"These two girls are quite cute." Wu Hai stroked his mustache with a smirk on his face.

"Indeed. It's just that they are too euphemistic." Ling Hong said seriously.

"But it's not bad to see Boss Yuan change his expression." Wu Hai said smilingly.

"Of course. Only these two girls can do that." Ling Hong couldn't help laughing and then answered.

After all, it was really rare to see Yuan Zhou being so embarrassed and speechless.

That's right. Every time the two girls came here, they would ask him some strange questions.

For example, "Boss Yuan, Broth seems to be uncomfortable today. Are you sad?"

Yuan Zhou really wanted to know where Broth, who was still alive and kicking, felt uncomfortable and why it was sad.

"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, I see a beauty wants to hug Broth. Hurry up and stop her." While talking, the two girls were quite anxious.

The other one even asked directly, "Boss Yuan, will you be jealous?"

Such strange questions made Yuan Zhou feel quite helpless. Broth was a dog. What happened to it had nothing to do with Yuan Zhou.

Therefore, most of the time, when the two girls came over, Yuan Zhou would stay in the kitchen and leave the front hall to Zhou Jia alone.

Occasionally, however, he heard them talking about some words that he didn't understand, such as "Key Qi Attack" or "Monster Fu".

The two of them were having a great time discussing it and were very happy.

Later, Yuan Zhou got to know that there was a kind of girl called Fujoshi. They were the most adorable couple.

Of course, Yuan Zhou still didn't understand why the two girls liked to ask him about Broth and him so much.

After the business time ended, Yuan Zhou closed the door and went back to the second floor directly to pick up the book and read for a while.

This was the mission that he successfully got the reward from the system. Yuan Zhou was quite active. As for the main mission, Yuan Zhou didn't have any clue for now. Maybe he would find a way after reading it.

Sitting on the chair, Yuan Zhou took the book with one hand and a bottle of walnut milk with the other, preparing to open it with one hand.

"It's said that a man who can open a can with one hand is a Prince Charming." Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of a sentence on Meng Meng's microblog and prepared to open it with one hand.

He fastened the pull ring flexibly with his index finger and held the bottle body with the other hand. After a sound of "Pa", the can was opened.

"I'm really a Prince Charming." Yuan Zhou looked at the walnut milk in his hand contentedly.

Yuan Zhou was quite satisfied with himself now, but Li Li wasn't like that, because he was reading the suggestion book in his hand.

The first page was Su Yuesheng's comment, "If it's a lion head, it's not bad."

"Don't you know what you ordered?" Li Li knitted his brows and said discontentedly.

Then came Su Mu's comment, "It's fine at first. It's just meatballs. But after being dipped in the sauce, it affects my appetite."

Opinions first and then suggestions, "I suggest you learn from Boss Yuan's way."

"A flashy but impractical way?" Li Li said with a sneer.

Next, however, besides the good comments, there were suggestions about the Swedish Meatball.

Just like the first time, there were two kinds of opinions.

And the word that appeared the most was Boss Yuan.

"Is there really any problem?" Li Li was a little puzzled. He leaned against the back of the chair and began to think carefully.

He recalled Yuan Zhou's presentation and taste when he ate the meatballs.

In a flash of inspiration, Li Li grasped the answer to that question.

"Is that the reason why the sauce is dipped in?" Li Li stood up abruptly.

He walked back and forth for a few steps and then patted the suggestion book on the table with one hand and shouted, "Yuan Zhou, you set me up."

That's right. Li Li understood the meaning of Yuan Zhou's design.

If the meatball was dipped in the thick jam, it would be stuck with granular fruit grains and the red sauce. It really didn't look appetizing.

But the actual situation wouldn't be like that. After all, most of the customers didn't care about that. What they cared about was the taste and the overall appearance, not the little thing.

As a perfectionist, however, Yuan Zhou couldn't bear it. He discussed with the system and came up with such a delicate mechanism. The idea came from the Mandarin Duck Pot in ancient times.

It was because Yuan Zhou solved the aesthetic problem of dipping the meatball in the jam perfectly, but Li Li didn't find it.

After eating Yuan Zhou's and eating Li Li's, those customers who didn't care about that and didn't find it all found the aesthetic problem of dipping the meatball in the jam.

As the saying goes, when the pearls and jade are placed in front, the ones behind are either brilliant diamonds or clay chickens and pottery dogs.

Li Li was miserably reflected into such a dish.

The moral of the story was that the donor shouldn't act pretentiously, otherwise, he would be struck by lightning.

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