After Yuan Zhou said that it was a waste of time, some of the people in line behind him left immediately, and most of them stayed. After all, it didn't take much time.
The middle-aged woman working on the second floor opened the box, took out the work clothes inside, and carefully put them on outside. After the wrapping was complete, she unblocked the sewer pipe.
"Boss, how about I come and hold you?" Zhou Jia stood up and said.
"That's right, Boss Yuan can let this little girl hold him." The anxious diner suggested.
"No, I'll do it myself." Yuan Zhou looked at the child in his arms and said softly.
Yuan Zhou held the child in his arms and looked at his kitchen. The child kept his big dark eyes open and looked at him curiously. He shrank very obediently in Yuan Zhou's arms and did not try to touch him.
While the diners standing in line started chatting.
"What are you talking about, Boss Yuan? Why are you holding a child? It's wasting time." A young man said dissatisfied.
"I also think that woman is connected to the sewer, tsk..." The person who agreed expressed his position with a "tsk".
"No, luckily it doesn't taste good, otherwise it would have affected my mood." Girls who love cleanliness can also find it a bit unbearable.
"What are you guys paying attention to? Don't you think Boss Yuan is a very nice person?" Some people disagreed with this statement.
"It's true that Boss Yuan's cooking skills are indeed very good." When talking about Yuan Zhou, everyone still recognizes his superb cooking skills.
"I think Boss Yuan is a nice person." Frequent diners know Yuan Zhou well, but he has a personality that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
"Last time it rained, Boss Yuan prepared free towels for wiping the water." This is still fresh in the memory of diners who come to look for food after heavy rain.
"That's right, Boss Yuan is quite caring." The diners concluded.
The discussion here was heated, but Yuan Zhou did not participate, nor did the person who was responsible for clearing the sewer pipes upstairs. He quickly finished his work, changed his work clothes, shoes and hats, and only went downstairs after being neatly dressed and free of odor.
"You just blocked a plastic bag. It has been taken care of." The middle-aged woman said the reason and naturally reached out to take her child.
"Well, sorry for the trouble, here's the wages." Yuan Zhou took out a clip, picked up the money and handed it over.
Yuanzhou never takes money with his hands during business hours, after all, there are too many bacteria on money.
"Thank you." The woman thanked her seriously, took the money, and walked out of the store through the back door opened by Yuan Zhou.
"Slow down." Yuan Zhou closed the door when he saw the middle-aged woman walking away with her child in her arms.
After sorting things out for a while, he said, "Now let's start ordering again."
"Diners, you can order now. Let me tell you about the contents of the meal." Zhou Jia said in a timely manner.
"I can't wait to die, a piece of egg fried rice." I couldn't wait to order.
"Boss Yuan, you are so kind. I want a dish made with rice and ants on a tree." The girl looked at Yuan Zhou with a very gentle look in her eyes before she started ordering.
"I'm telling you, Boss Yuan, why don't you let the sewer guy come next time, or don't take care of the kids? It's so troublesome." The young man who just complained couldn't help but said to Yuan Zhou.
"No, Boss Yuan, how can you be so polite to a sewer man and help carry the child? You don't have any professional ethics in the first place. This will affect her work." She is picky about her work.
"It's wrong of you to say that. If someone can take care of it, who would be willing to carry a child to clear the sewer? It's all about making a living, it's not easy." Manman said: "However, you have delayed more than ten minutes and have to make up for it, Yuan Boss, it’s not cost-effective for you to do this.”
Normally Yuan Zhou would not be willing to explain in this situation, let alone ignore it, but this time Yuan Zhou spoke up.
The voice was still muffled by the mask, but he could hear it very clearly, and he said one sentence: "I'm just a cook."
"Boss Yuan, your work cannot be compared to the sewer line." Someone answered.
"When will chefs be a level above other professions?" Yuan Zhou asked back.
when? Probably when I heard it was connected to a sewer, I covered my nose and took a detour.
Yuan Zhou was no longer distracted. The most important thing was to pay attention to the food in his pot.
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The business hours at noon passed and Yuan Zhou was free again. It was only at this time that Yuan Zhou had time to refine honey. The honey he collected was cool in nature when raw but neutral in nature after being cooked. This kind of honey is suitable for most people to eat.
"System, what do you think of my honey harvest?" Yuan Zhou took out the hive he had cut and was very satisfied.
After all, I picked it after being stung several times.
The system now reads: "Honey is of high quality if it is white in color and smells like pear blossoms. Royal jelly is the secretion of the pharyngeal glands of young worker bees cultivating larvae in the bee hive. It is the food for the larvae that will become the queen bee, and it is also the queen bee. Food for life.”
"The color of royal jelly changes slightly according to the pollen that bees eat, and is generally divided into milky white and slightly yellow. It contains extremely high longevity factors."
"I just want to know how my honey is doing." Yuan Zhou, who failed to show off, felt a little sad.
The system now reads: "Although the honey collected by the host is not of the highest quality, it is still of high quality."
"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Zhou was speechless. As expected, refining honey was the most important thing.
Because royal jelly is a milky substance secreted by young bees after eating pollen, its taste is extremely sour and slightly spicy, and the texture and taste are extremely bad, so it is not suitable to be used directly as a condiment.
Neither honey nor royal jelly can be processed at high temperatures, so Yuanzhou planned to refine the honey first before considering new dishes.
The honey can be refined until it drips with water and forms beads without falling apart. Yuanzhou uses a very long refining method, which takes a whole day. Of course, the fire refining method is not used.
Throughout the afternoon, Yuanzhou's shop was filled with the aroma of honey.
"Boss Xiao Yuan, what are you doing to make delicious food?" Boss Tong next door stretched his neck and asked.
"Honey, honey that I went out to harvest." Yuanzhou was sitting at his door, preparing to carve something. The golden waist tower that he had carved in the morning had long since disappeared.
"This is a good thing. There are a lot of fake ones on the market now." Boss Tong said with emotion.
"Well, what I cut is real." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
"Well, of course, Xiao Yuan, the cut you made is of course real." Boss Tong was stunned for a moment before agreeing.
"This kid can't speak yet." Boss Tong muttered in her heart. She has been running a shop here for many years and has long known that Yuan Zhou can't speak and is not sweet-tongued.
I just didn’t expect that Yuan Zhou would still be the same even when he was so old.
"Aunt Tong, I'm practicing carving." Yuan Zhou picked up the selected radishes and placed them on an empty shelf, ready to carve.
"Wait a minute, you said that you carve so many things every day, but they are all taken away by others. What did you carve for?" Boss Tong sometimes looked at the shelves full of flowers of various colors vying for beauty a second ago, and went to pick up some clothes. When it is empty, the shelf is empty.
"Practice your skills." Yuan Zhou now carves directly with a kitchen knife. If he wants to be precise and expressive, he still needs to practice continuously.
"That's right, you really can't miss out on eating." After saying this, Boss Tong nodded to express his understanding.
"But you can put it away, otherwise it will be gone after a while." Boss Tong still warned.
"Thank you Aunt Tong, but they like it. This is a confirmation." Yuan Zhou said confidently.
Now Boss Tong could no longer persuade him, and Yuan Zhou could start enjoying carving time as he wished. (.,,, your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-11-17 10:12:32