Chapter 1134 Everything the Master Said Is Right

The system now reads: "Yes, the host can hang the sign after completing the task."

"Yeah, I got it." Yuan Zhou suppressed his mood, then looked up at Cheng Ying who was circling around him.

"What to do?" Yuan Zhou asked calmly.

"No, I'm studying." Cheng Ying said with a serious face.

"You are very similar to noodle soup, not rice." Yuan Zhou paused and then said.

"Just as cute, right?" Cheng Ying immediately answered.

Yuanzhou paused suspiciously before nodding.

"So noodle soup and rice are the two puppies raised by my master? I heard they are very smart." Cheng Ying asked immediately with bright eyes.

"It's them, and I didn't raise them." Yuan Zhou denied it at first and then said.

"Thank you, Master, for complimenting me on my cuteness." Cheng Ying did not ask why she looked like rice, but thanked her with a smile.

In Cheng Ying's view, Yuan Zhou obviously regarded her as his talent, not to mention that the most important thing was that he praised her for being cute.

"You're welcome." Yuan Zhou said.

After saying that, Yuanzhou reached out and picked up the three hundred hardcover Tang poems placed on the back window sill.

But before Yuan Zhou opened it, Cheng Ying spoke cautiously: "Master, why do you always say that the noodle soup and rice are not raised by you?"

"Chefs cannot keep pets." Yuan Zhou looked down at Cheng Ying's eyes and said seriously.

"Why?" Cheng Ying asked subconsciously.

This time Yuan Zhou didn't answer, and just looked at Cheng Ying. After a while, Cheng Ying suddenly realized it, and said with admiration: "Master is indeed a master. He has considered even this little thing."

Obviously, Cheng Ying understood that Yuan Zhou did not keep pets so that he could cook better, and she admired him even more.

Sometimes a master is not just a great cook, but someone like Yuan Zhou who can fulfill the basic requirements of a chef in every little thing.

Such as pets, such as taking the trouble to wash hands, such as always wearing a mask when cooking, and a clean and new kitchen.

And Cheng Ying discovered all this in just one morning. Her master Yuan Zhou did it all meticulously and to the extreme.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou responded softly, then opened the poetry book and prepared to read poems.

Seeing Yuan Zhou getting down to business, Cheng Ying stopped talking. She covered her mouth with one hand and lowered her other hand. Her big eyes looked at the active crayfish in the pond and at Yuan Zhou's hand holding the book.

"There are no people in the empty mountain, but you can hear people's voices. The shadows return into the deep forest and shine on the moss." Yuan Zhou read the poem in a clear voice.

And every time he read it, he explained the poetry in detail, and his voice was directed at the crayfish in the pond.

Yuan Zhou reads poetry very delicately, his voice is clear, and he explains every word carefully.

The weather in early June was getting slightly hotter, but the courtyard of the tavern was shaded by green grass and shaded by tall houses, so it was not hot in this location.

But now Cheng Ying, who was listening to Yuan Zhou reading poetry, felt even more like a cool breeze blowing by, making her couldn't help but squint her eyes with a big smile on her face.

"Master's voice is so nice." Cheng Ying sighed as she squatted and looked at the lobsters and then at Yuan Zhou.

Yuan Zhou read the poem for half an hour, and Cheng Ying squatted beside him and listened for half an hour, looking very serious.

Cheng Ying had never listened to poetry for so long after leaving school, and she was not annoyed at all and felt very comfortable.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou put down the collection of poems and said when he saw that Cheng Ying was still immersed in the poems and didn't respond.

"Huh? Have you finished reading? Master." Cheng Ying asked in a daze.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Okay, I'll get up soon." Cheng Ying said and was about to get up immediately, but at this moment Yuan Zhou suddenly said: "Slow down."

"Okay, thank you, Master." Cheng Ying immediately stood up slowly with a smile on her face.

Yuan Zhou put the book back on the window sill. At this time, Cheng Ying also stood up and stood behind Yuan Zhou.

"Master, do you read poetry every day?" Cheng Ying asked curiously.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Then why don't you find a place to sit and read? My master has to stand for a long time every day when he opens the shop.

Wouldn't this be too hard? Cheng Ying said cautiously.

"This is for crayfish." Yuan Zhou was silent for a moment and then said.

"Ah?" Cheng Ying tilted her head and looked at Yuan Zhou in confusion, feeling that she didn't understand what Yuan Zhou said.

"Both animals and plants like to listen to beautiful things. Whether it is music or poetry, it will make them grow better." Yuan Zhou rarely spoke a long sentence.

"Master, I have only heard of Kobe beef listening to music." Cheng Ying said silently.

"The beef served in our store is made by listening to guzheng and guqin music since childhood. The meat is tender and fragrant." Yuan Zhou nodded in affirmation.

"So these animals and mammals listen to music because they also have feelings, but crayfish and plants also listen to music?" Cheng Ying asked doubtfully.

"Yes, listen." Yuan Zhou affirmed.

"Go back and read more news. American scientists have confirmed and conducted experiments. Taking one month as an example, two pots of the same plants, with the same care and feeding methods, often praising one plant will make it grow well, and vice versa. Otherwise, it will turn yellow and become sick." Yuan Zhou said seriously.

"Oh, okay, I will." Cheng Ying nodded repeatedly when Yuan Zhou said it.

"Wow!" Yuan Zhou opened the cherry shrimp wall view door and closed the door again after Cheng Ying followed him out.

And Cheng Ying still looked like she was wandering, obviously thinking about what Yuan Zhou just said.

In fact, Cheng Ying's first reaction was that the master was a liar, but seeing Yuan Zhou's serious and serious face, and his skill at such a high level, she immediately gave up this idea.

"Everything the master said is right." Cheng Ying solemnly repeated these words three times in her heart before she came back to her senses.

"It's time for you to go back." Cheng Ying heard Yuan Zhou's voice as soon as she regained consciousness.

"Huh?" Cheng Ying looked at Yuan Zhou.

"It's already ten o'clock, lunch time is almost here." Yuan Zhou motioned to Cheng Ying to check the time.

"Oh, okay, Master, I'll come see you in the afternoon. Is there anything you need my help with?" Cheng Ying reacted immediately and asked respectfully.

"No, be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou shook his head.

"Okay, goodbye, Master." As soon as Cheng Ying finished speaking, she immediately jumped out of the door.

"More lively than Xiaoyun." Yuan Zhou muttered as he watched Cheng Ying walk away.

As soon as Cheng Ying left, Yuan Zhou was the only one in the store again. The sun was shining on the street of Taoxi Road, and there were still as many people outside the door as usual. Yuan Zhou returned to his seat in the kitchen and sat down.

"Accept the mission." Yuan Zhou closed his eyes and thought to himself.

The system displays: "The task has been released and can be viewed by the host."

"Check." Yuan Zhou said.

[Listing Task] Have a signboard of your own store.

(Task description: Ask the host to complete the most famous project in the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan within half a year so that the signboard can be hung.)

[Reward Description] You can hang a signboard and draw a lottery once.

(Reward description: As an intermediate chef, a chef with an apprentice, it is imperative to have your own signature, not to mention there are mysterious rewards to draw, work hard to complete the task, young man.)

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