With an indifferent look, Yuan Zhou nodded his head and didn't say anything more.
"The dishes you ordered are in line with the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine. You can order now. Please pay first and the dishes will be sent to you later." Zhou Jia said primly.
"How much?" The reporter asked.
"It's 118 RMB in total. You can pay by cash or by bank transfer. The QR code is right here." Zhou Jia pointed at the conspicuous QR code on the table and said.
"Isn't the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine 98 RMB?" The reporter knitted his brows.
Before coming here, the reporter had done his homework. Besides, it was also written on the menu that the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine was 98 RMB.
"Yes. A serving of 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine is 98 RMB plus the Welcoming Set Meal of 20 RMB. It's 118 RMB in total." Zhou Jia explained.
"Okay. I've transferred the money." After hearing the explanation, the reporter paid the money without any hesitation. After all, he had already taken half of the remuneration.
That's right. This reporter worked for the money. Therefore, he used such an extremely annoying method to interview Yuan Zhou. Obviously, he hadn't considered anything else. "Okay.
I've received the money. Please wait for a moment. The dishes will be sent to you later. "After saying that, Zhou Jia left.
"Boss Yuan, I've paid the money now. You have to answer my question." The reporter raised his phone, indicating that he was a customer who had paid for the dishes.
"Shua Shua Shua". Yuan Zhou was washing the wooden spoon and didn't respond at all.
"Boss Yuan doesn't answer me. Does it mean that he doesn't think he can bear the honor of the exemplary restaurant?" Some annoying reporters didn't even need the answer of the parties during the interview. They could totally answer the questions by themselves. For example, the one now.
Yuan Zhou seldom chatted when he was cooking. Therefore, Yuan Zhou who was busy didn't respond at all.
"Since Boss Yuan doesn't think he can bear such an honor, can you tell us how he got it?" The reporter continued digging a hole.
Yuan Zhou turned around and started to stir the rice in the rice cooker with the spoon.
The rice in the rice cooker had just been cooked and was giving off warm steam.
Just when the reporter was going to say something, a person suddenly appeared at the side.
"You're too loud." Wuhai stared at the reporter with an unhappy expression.
"Er …" The reporter was stunned. He knew Wuhai. After all, the work he had done before was not for nothing.
"I hope you can keep your voice down. Just like the others, don't disturb my meal," Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and said earnestly.
"But I'm here for an interview." The reporter tried to reason with Wuhai.
"You mean you still want to shout?" Wuhai asked, "Are you going to disturb my meal?"
"That's not what I mean. I'm just afraid that Boss Yuan can't hear me," the reporter explained.
"What you do has nothing to do with me, but let me tell you, if you continue to be so loud and affect my meal, I will make you crawl out," Wuhai said.
"By the way, me too. If you continue to affect my studies, I, Old Cheng, won't be so easy to talk to." Master Cheng was very big. Although he looked like he had a lot of fat, he was also very heavy. Therefore, he looked very intimidating.
"That's right. You're too noisy." A girl at the side began to shout at him with a look of disgust.
"You have no manners at all. Even if you want an interview, you can't shout so loudly," a man in a suit and a tie also said impolitely.
Then, without anyone stepping forward, the reporter silenced himself. After all, it wasn't good to offend the public. He was quite clear about that.
"Never mind. After I finish my meal, I will stay and use other methods." The reporter lowered his head after being scolded by others, but he didn't give up.
After all, he took the money from others and helped them to avoid disasters. The reporter still had this principle.
Seeing the reporter stop talking and not affect Yuan Zhou, other customers also stopped one after another. In front of the delicacies, they didn't have time to talk to this person.
However, at that time, Zhou Jia also carried his dish to him.
"Fried Rice Cake of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine. The cream-white sugar is for the appetizer and the ginger sugar is for removing the taste. Please enjoy." Zhou Jia set down the tray and said.
The Welcoming Set Meal consisted of two candies, a cup of water and a piece of paper towel. In the middle of the tray, there were two golden fried rice cakes.
"Is this the Welcoming Set Meal worth 20 RMB?" The reporter was discontented.
In the reporter's opinion, it was simply daylight robbery to sell two candies that didn't seem to be worth 1 RMB and a cup of plain water for 20 RMB.
"Tsk-tsk. It's really too expensive." The reporter took out the camera from his bag and took a photo.
The function of the photo was self-evident.
"Let's eat the so-called appetizer candy." The reporter picked up the candies wrapped in the cream-white candy wrapper and peeled it open to have a look.
The appetizer candy wasn't big, about the size of a broad bean. The surface was cream-white. If one looked carefully, he could even see some glittering spots on it, just like the starlight. It looked very beautiful.
"It's indeed beautiful, but it's not worth 20 RMB." The reporter muttered and then ate the candy.
As soon as the candy entered his mouth, the faint sweetness immediately lingered in his mouth. The reporter was just like that. It made him feel a refreshing sweetness in his throat.
The candy melted very quickly. When the feeling of the candy disappeared in his mouth, a faint sour taste immediately flowed from the tip of his tongue to his throat, making him salivate directly.
"I feel even hungrier." The reporter couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
He lowered his head and looked at the golden and crispy rice cake in the tray again. It emitted the unique fragrance of the rice grains and the fragrance of the oil. How could the reporter hold himself back anymore? He picked up the chopsticks and directly picked one up.
The rice cake made by Yuan Zhou was round. Besides, due to his increasingly serious obsessive-compulsive disorder, the circle was very regular as if it was drawn with a compass.
"Ka Cha." The reporter directly bit a semicircular gap.
There was nothing on the top of the rice cake. It was golden and as thick as a finger. After biting it open, one could clearly see the crystal white rice grains inside.
"Ka Cha Ka Cha." The rice cake emitted a clear and melodious sound in the mouth.
The outer layer of the rice cake was fried to a golden brown and also became crispy. As it had been crushed before the frying, there was only a feeling of fine grains when one ate it.
Every time he chewed, the crushed rice grains emitted a clear and melodious sound. At the same time, a burning fragrance pervaded the mouth.
"Oh, it's delicious." The reporter couldn't help but speed up his chewing.
Then, he bit into the middle of the rice cake. The rice grains there were soft and didn't have any oil on them. It tasted quite refreshing and carried the intrinsic fragrance of the rice grains.
Besides, as it was crushed, it still had the sticky feeling of the glutinous rice. The texture was totally different from the crispy outer layer.
"Ka Cha." The reporter bit off another piece and began to eat.
However, he tasted the saltiness this time. It was in the soft and smooth rice grains in the middle, with a faint saltiness. That way, the greasy feeling from the frying was completely appeased.
As there was a slight saltiness, the more he ate, the more he wanted to eat it. Just in a little while, the reporter ate up two pieces of the Fried Rice Cake successively. He ate up very quickly.
"It's so delicious." The reporter savored the fragrance in his mouth. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the cup of plain water again. He picked up the cup and drank it up in one gulp.
"The water also feels like the well water I drank when I was young. It's so sweet." The reporter put down the cup.
At that time, there was only a piece of Deodorant Candy left on the table in front of him. The reporter took the candy and was a little reluctant to eat it.
As for the ideas on how to lead the customers to eat, he couldn't think of any of them now. He was only calculating in his heart how many times he could eat in the Yuanzhou shop with his money.
This reporter didn't come here for no reason. Someone invited him here.
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