"Have you read the newspaper?" The young man selling fried dumplings said excitedly to the woman selling pancakes beside him.
"Yes, I have. Boss Yuan is awesome. I read that several newspapers have reported about him." The woman selling pancakes spread the pancakes nimbly while saying that. Of course, she was wearing a face mask.
"Yeah, Boss Yuan is indeed awesome." Even the girl selling pancakes nodded her head and echoed.
"Exactly. That Tengyuan is so arrogant that his eyes almost reach the top of his head. However, even Boss Yuan can make him lower his head." The young man selling fried dumplings said proudly.
"Of course, that little guy isn't as awesome as Boss Yuan. I heard that Boss Yuan's ancestor was an imperial chef." The woman selling pancakes said affirmatively.
"What imperial chef? My relative's nephew has a good relationship with the Dog Noodle Soup of Chef Yuan's family. The news I received is that Chef Yuan was born to be a chef. He picked up a knife at the age of three." The girl waiting for the pancakes revealed mysteriously.
"I also heard that. Chef Yuan's ancestor's surname is Di. Why don't you tell me that Boss Yuan is awesome because of the long queues here every day? Who knows that little guy?" A woman selling soybean milk and deep-fried dough sticks answered.
"When can I also taste the craftsmanship of Boss Yuan? After all, he is a genius imperial chef and was treated like an emperor in the past." The young man selling fried dumplings looked at the door of Yuanzhou Shop with a yearning expression.
"Come on. It's not that you can't afford it, but you just don't want to. The dishes cooked by Boss Yuan are all good, but they are indeed a little expensive." Speaking of that, the woman selling pancakes smiled embarrassedly.
"Exactly. But I have promised my son that I will bring him here to taste Boss Yuan's Egg Fried Rice when his grades come out and he gets the first place in the class." At the other side, a middle-aged man selling deep-fried dough sticks said smilingly.
"You are so generous." The woman selling pancakes immediately said with envy.
"When I have a girlfriend, I will also bring her here to taste it." The young man selling fried dumplings also said earnestly.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou became a genius imperial chef who picked up a knife at the age of three and chopped vegetables at the age of five.
"Ding Ling Ling, Ding Ling Ling." A bicycle bell rang, and a city enforcement officer on a bicycle came to the street.
Coincidentally, the restaurant's opening hours had ended. Mu Xiaoyun and Zhou Jia were sending off the last customers.
"Let's go. There's an inspection today. Don't just stand there and push the cart away." The person who came was Zhou Yu. As he rode his bicycle, he called out to the peddlers to leave.
Zhou Yu had picked a good time. He only spoke when the business was basically over. He did not forcefully chase them away.
This was almost a habit of Zhou Yu's. Either he didn't come, or if he did, he would try his best to finish his business first.
"Why are you checking again today? Thank you for last time." The young man who sold fried dumplings knitted his brows and said politely to Zhou Yu.
"It's fine. Let's go." Zhou Yu shook his head indifferently.
"It's not the weekend. Why are you checking again?" the woman selling pancakes grumbled.
"We know that Boss Yuan's restaurant is open and you guys are coming. The leader said he would come in a while. You guys can leave now." Zhou Yu shrugged and stopped his bicycle. Then, he just looked at the street full of peddlers.
"Gosh. Three inspections a day. I haven't done much business yet." The peddlers complained while cleaning up.
However, these peddlers cleaned up quickly and deftly. Obviously, they were very familiar with this. It wasn't the first time for them to do this.
"Alright. Stop complaining. Hurry up." Zhou Yu shouted.
Zhou Yu didn't say anything more. He just stayed for a while and then left on his bicycle.
All these things were seen by Mu Xiaoyun. She revealed a curious expression and just stood there, looking at those peddlers.
Not long after Zhou Yu left, the peddlers quickly left the street. Suddenly, the street became empty.
"Boss, is that the new city enforcement officer?" Mu Xiaoyun asked curiously.
"Yes. He came after you left." Yuan Zhou said simply.
What he meant was that after Mu Xiaoyun left, this city enforcement officer started to take care of this area.
"He's so strange. He doesn't feel very gentle and doesn't look like a gentle person. Why did he secretly leak the news to the peddlers?" Mu Xiaoyun pointed at the empty street and asked.
"Because there are many inspections." Yuan Zhou said without hesitation.
Hearing this question, Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of what happened last time.
The situation was similar.
That time, it was also a temporary inspection. Zhou Yu quickly ran over on his bicycle to inform the peddlers.
"Let's go. Today's a big inspection. We just got the news. Quickly pack it all away. Hurry up." Zhou Yu drove around on his bicycle and then said.
"What a good time to do a big inspection at this time." The deep-fried pancake seller turned off the fire and cleaned up quickly.
"Luckily, it was this guy who informed us. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to keep our stall. Let's go." The soybean milk and deep-fried dough sticks seller said quickly.
"Yeah. Thank you." The deep-fried pancake seller shouted loudly.
"Alright. We're just trying to make a living." Zhou Yu said indifferently.
It wasn't the first time Zhou Yu said this. On the first day he came to work, he had already told these peddlers that they could set up their stalls normally but they had to clean up. If there was an inspection, they had to run faster to make it convenient for everyone.
The "everyone" naturally referred to himself and the peddlers themselves. In this way, he could complete his work without having to take away the tools that they relied on to make a living.
At that time, Zhou Jia asked Zhou Yu why he didn't chase them away. After all, this was his job.
"There's no need. We're just trying to make a living. What's the point of rushing here and there, let alone taking away the stalls? No one is paying me." Zhou Yu smoked and said indifferently.
Judging from his tone, he would do it as long as someone paid him.
"Then why do you work as an urban enforcement officer?" Zhou Jia asked curiously.
"To make a living. Someone has to do a job that I hate. Moreover, if I had Boss Yuan's cooking skills, I would also open a restaurant and count the money every day. Who would want to do such a tiring and unrewarding job?" Zhou Yu rolled his eyes at Zhou Jia angrily.
"Err, you're right." Zhou Jia was suddenly speechless.
Yuan Zhou heard that, but Yuan Zhou didn't say anything.
"Alright. Hurry up and clean up." After smoking, Zhou Yu got on his bicycle and left.
Back to the main topic. This time, the main force arrived quickly.
In less than ten minutes after Zhou Yu left, three white enforcement vehicles arrived. There were also many urban enforcement officers. It was a majestic sight.
It was after breakfast. When the loudspeaker sounded, Yuan Zhou was sitting in the restaurant and reading a book.
Coincidentally, the fried dumpling stall not far from the entrance of the Yuanzhou shop was still there.
"What's going on? Whose stall is that? Hurry up and take it away." The captain sitting in the car immediately shouted through the loudspeaker.
"Dadada," Zhou Yu immediately ran out and directly came to the entrance of the Yuanzhou shop. Before Yuan Zhou could say anything, he spoke first.
"Boss Yuan, I told you that your stall can't be placed outside. Move it into the restaurant now." Zhou Yu pointed at the fried dumpling stall and said with a serious tone.
"Oh, okay." Yuan Zhou was stupefied at first. Then, he followed Zhou Yu's gaze and nodded his head without blinking his eyes.
"Let's go. Let's move it away now." Zhou Yu brought Yuan Zhou to the front of the stall and quickly moved one end of it.
"Got it." Yuan Zhou's expression was cold. He didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. He took the other end and started to move the fried dumpling stall.
"Boss Yuan is also making fried dumplings?" an urban enforcement officer at the side asked curiously.
"Nope. I'm just doing some research." Yuan Zhou said without turning his head.
"Then why didn't you place it in the restaurant? Why did you place it here?" another urban enforcement officer frowned and asked.
After all, Yuan Zhou was occupying the road for business. Naturally, they would ask about it.
"The restaurant is too small. I can't place it there." Yuan Zhou lied through his teeth.
"Then don't do it next time. It's not allowed to occupy the road. But since it's Chef Yuan, I'll let it go this time. But not next time."
The captain of the urban enforcement officer said a few words and then left with the rest of the team.
As a well-known chef in the whole province, Yuan Zhou could now show off his face.
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