Food Intelligence King

Chapter 68 Master Chen is so thoughtful
Thinking back to when I was setting up my stall, I always made a few commitments.

Now that I'm running a shop, it's become about going out for meals—my junior colleague has to treat us, and the neighbor next door has to treat us too.

The seeds that were planted have blossomed.

In the evening, before dinner.

The raincoat Chen Zhou ordered in the same city arrived. Normally, the courier doesn't deliver to the door, so he planned to pick it up after he finished eating.

But security guard Xiao Liu paid special attention.

During the patrol, they casually led him to Chen Zhou's building.

Chen Zhou felt he couldn't be rude to them, so he quickly went downstairs and took out a few more raincoats for Xiao Liu.

The two chatted for a while.

Going up and down the stairs took a few more minutes.

When Chen Zhou entered the room again, he saw Ms. Lin lecturing Chen Taotao.

He didn't say a word, and quietly circled around behind the mother and daughter to the living room.

Ms. Lin has a peaceful personality, so she spoke to her daughter without any emotion.

Explain the reasons to the little girl in detail.

From what I gathered, it seems that ever since Tao Tao started eating at the table, the family has agreed to wait for all the adults to arrive before starting to eat.

The little girl shouldn't have been in such a hurry this time.

This little family rule doesn't mean starving the children or acting like a feudal patriarch.

It was because, before the age of five, Chen Taotao had never eaten at the table; the adults always chased after her to feed her.

We should start by showing her small things so that she gradually realizes that there are other people around her, that the world doesn't revolve around her, and that she can't only think about herself.

At this point, the worst thing is that one parent is diligently teaching while the other tries to be a "good person."

If you add grandparents and maternal grandparents, it would probably be even more chaotic.

So Chen Zhou sat quietly on the sofa, watching the mother and daughter.

However, no matter how gentle Ms. Lin's attitude was, the little girl was still a bit aggrieved.

After earnestly saying, "I understand, Mom,"
He felt better after being nestled in Ms. Lin's arms for a while.

The family sat down to eat again.

Chen Taotao is alright.

Eat your meal. This time, make sure to put some of your favorite dishes on your mom's plate and some on your dad's plate as well.

However, when Ms. Lin looked at Chen Zhou, her eyes were still a little red.

Scolding her daughter and seeing her daughter feel wronged—of course, a mother feels the most heartache.

Chen Zhou would have to comfort her later.

It did rain on Tuesday morning.

Around eight o'clock, it started to drizzle. People who went out early were basically unaffected.

Inside the small shop,
Zhao Yilin glanced at the rain outside and thought: It's a real pity that I didn't get to use the raincoat I bought this time.

Just then, a man with a briefcase on his head jumped out of a car parked on the side of the road and rushed toward the shop.

The junior sister subconsciously leaned back slightly.

When the customer entered, she recognized him as someone who had been there a few days earlier: "Oh, he's the one who dropped his food on the table."

Wang Meng waited in line for a while and then ordered three steamed buns to take away.

Chen Zhou asked curiously, "Are you a regular customer at our restaurant on Tuesdays?"

Wang Meng explained, "I came from my parents' place on Monday so I could grab a steamed bun while I was there. It wasn't easy for me."

The direction he goes from where he lives to work is completely opposite to the direction he comes to the shop.

Tuesday is the best day to leave from your parents' house.

Then, Chen Zhou noticed the raindrops on his bag and pointed to the raincoat on the chair by the door for Captain Wang.

"Is there an umbrella in the car? There are disposable raincoats, you can take one."

"Master Chen is so thoughtful," Wang Meng joked. "It's easy to borrow again if you repay what you borrow. I'll bring it back to you next Tuesday." "Hey, it's just a dollar or eighty cents, what's there to repay?"

Chen Zhou put on a very serious expression, "But since you said so, then wash it clean and bring it back to me later."

"You're really something, Master Chen."

Wang Meng smiled and accepted the steamed bun, but considering the potential traffic jams due to the rain, he didn't eat it at the store.

The junior sister had already brought out a raincoat for him, and reminded him:
Be careful on rainy days.

"thank you!"

Wang Meng took the raincoat, and for some reason, felt a slight warmth in his heart.

He put on his raincoat and walked along, thinking:

Ah, yes, that's how Master Chen is. You can always feel safe eating the food from his place. He's also a very considerate person.

Meanwhile, in the small shop.

As Zhao Yilin was getting steamed buns from the kitchen, she casually asked Chen Zhou, "Senior brother, is this person your friend? He seems to know you quite well."

"The urban management officers I used to know are now regulars."

Zhao Yilin chuckled, "You're selling steamed buns at a stall, and the city management officers are chasing you all over the city, aren't they?"

"Where did you get all this from? I'll take you some steamed buns!"

Chen Zhou laughed and shooed Zhao Yilin away.

But I have to say,
People who enjoy reading novels are adorable.

For Zhao Yilin, ever since she saw the video of Chen Zhou appearing on the internet, which had received hundreds of thousands of likes, she has been very happy.

She's used to all kinds of customers coming to her shop.

Besides, with so many people in the shop, my senior brother can chat with anyone.

She even remembered several regular customers after working there for just a few days.

For example, right now, a grandmother and her grandson are leisurely eating steamed buns—

The little boy was a bit mischievous.

But Grandma wasn't the type of elderly person who spoiled children.

Even with her voice lowered, her sternness was still palpable.

"What are you doing! That stool of yours is going to bump into someone!"
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"Grandma, what are you saying? I don't understand!"

"I told you to stop wandering around, you're disturbing other people's meals. Would you be happy if someone shook you while you were eating?"
Your parents spoil you at home, but I wonder who will spoil you when you get out into the world!

When the older woman said the last part, her volume returned to normal.

Chen Zhou, who was in the kitchen, overheard the gist of it.

But precisely because of this, the other customer, who was affected by the little boy shaking the stool, was able to put aside their displeasure.
I said to the older woman with a sense of relief, "It's okay, Auntie, the child is just a baby."

Chen Zhou watched from the kitchen.

She's in her early fifties, taking care of her grandson—it really does seem to match Aunt Zheng Xiufang.

But if at this moment, you walk over and say:

"Auntie, stop for a moment and stop disciplining your grandson. Teach me how to make soup dumplings instead."

That's really a bit inappropriate.
After the grandmother and grandson finished their meal, the rain outside poured down harder and harder, showing no signs of stopping.

The aunt looked a little worried as she reached the door, and the junior sister timely offered them raincoats:
"Auntie, put this on so you don't get wet in the rain."

After exchanging pleasantries, the aunt placed her grandson in front of her and dutifully took only one item.

"Wow, your shop is really good. I'll come here next time I want steamed buns."

She then waved to the owner in the kitchen to express her gratitude.

The junior sister instructed, "You two, slow down!"

Looking at the rain outside and the auntie who was in a hurry to take her grandson home, Chen Zhou thought to himself:

There will be more suitable opportunities in the future.

(End of this chapter)