Chapter 1240 All Eaten

Yuan Zhou turned his back and walked towards the cashier, while the middle-aged man eating food with chopsticks walked towards the place where Yuan Zhou just left without leaving a trace.

In fact, the middle-aged man noticed Yuan Zhou just when he was far away.

The dry pot here is served in a double-eared iron pot and placed on a simple alcohol stove, so that the dry pot will be higher than the table.

The middle-aged man had just seen Yuan Zhou eating very cleanly from the pot at another table. He came here now to make sure he was wrong.

Yes, this middle-aged man is indeed the owner of the store, and his current behavior of holding chopsticks is indeed to taste his own dishes.

But he doesn't only taste it at night, but also tastes it when he has time. Of course, he avoids others during the day.

Otherwise, other diners would see it and not understand it, which would be a bad thing.

"Well, I have finished eating as expected." The middle-aged man looked at Yuan Zhou's bowl and plate carefully, and then confirmed in a low voice.

"How do you know that people think it tastes good? What if it's just because they are hungry?" At this time, the middle-aged woman who had just greeted Yuan Zhou said with a smile.

After hearing this, I knew that this middle-aged woman had a close relationship with her boss, so she dared to tease her like this.

"I don't think so. Who wouldn't be here for a late-night snack at this late hour? How hungry can you be for late-night snacks? It must be because the food cooked by Mrs. today is delicious. I have tasted it. The previous few pots were pretty good. "The boss shook his head and insisted.

"You eat Mrs.'s cooking every day. You are used to it. How can you taste it differently." The middle-aged woman disagreed.

"That can't be said. I think Atai's cooking skills are unique in his own way." The boss said.

"This business is still tepid." The middle-aged woman added the knife.

"You've been eating dynamite today. What's wrong with you when you see the whole plate is clean and you praise it?" The boss started to glare after someone poked him in the sore spot.

"I'm in a hurry for business." After the middle-aged woman said this, she turned around and packed her things again.

At the same time, Yuan Zhou had already walked to the cashier.

"Check out." Yuan Zhou said succinctly.

"Okay, it's thirty-eight yuan in total." The cashier girl immediately reported the cost of Yuan Zhou's meal.

Yuanzhou took out forty from his wallet and handed it over.

Just when Yuan Zhou wanted to take advantage of the little girl to ask for money, before he could say anything, the little girl quickly handed over two steel coins.

"Hmm... the change speed is very fast." Yuan Zhou held the concealment in his hand and thought to himself.

The little girl who had changed the money said crisply: "Welcome to visit next time."

"Thank you. I want to ask that person what's going on." In order to prevent the little girl from continuing to lower her head to do the accounting, Yuan Zhou thanked him quickly and then asked directly.

When Yuan Zhou walked in, he could already see that there was a ledger on the little girl's table. The little girl was writing and drawing on it just now.

"That's our boss and the boss's wife. The boss is tasting today's dishes to see if there are any problems, and the boss's wife is cleaning." The little girl replied simply.

Obviously, this was not the first time the little girl answered this question, and her answer was concise and clear.

At this time, Yuan Zhou looked back at the boss who was tasting the food, and then asked again: "How long has your boss been tasting food like this?"

"I tasted it like this when I first opened the store, and sometimes he even makes it himself." The little girl said patiently.

Yuan Zhou nodded without saying anything. After two seconds of silence, he pointed at the opinion book hanging in front of the counter and said, "Can I write this?"

"Of course, there is a pen on the notebook, and the small baffle in front is used to cushion the writing." The little girl immediately pointed to a palm-width baffle in front of the counter.

This partition extends from the complete cashier. It is enough to write comments on it, and it is located some distance from the cashier so that the cashier cannot see the comments you write.

"This is a good design." Yuan Zhou picked up the opinion book, opened a blank page, and pressed it on the partition.

People nowadays actually don’t like to give opinions. Even if the store gives customers such an opinion book, and there are people waiting for you to write your opinions, it is difficult for people to really write down the bad things under the eyes of others. .

In the end, I could only do it perfunctorily, and this partition blocked the cashier from looking over.

Yuan Zhou held the pen and wrote his opinions on it in a few seconds.

After finishing writing, Yuan Zhou nodded to the little girl to say goodbye, then turned and left.

Yuan Zhou went out very simply, but there was a different dispute in Ganguo King's shop.

"What do you think? I'll just say that they ate because they were hungry, and I'll give you some advice." The middle-aged woman pointed at the still-shaking advice book.

"That's what you said. How did you know that you were just making suggestions and praising me for running a good business?" The boss looked disapproving and continued: "I just heard what the young man asked me about. Maybe he was praising me for my professionalism." Woolen cloth."

"I'm still praising you. You eat leftovers every day and don't eat well, but I still praise you." The middle-aged woman curled her lips.

The middle-aged woman, the boss's wife, naturally had objections to the boss's approach. Eating other people's leftovers in this way seemed to her unhygienic and unsafe, but the boss insisted on doing it. What else could she do? She could only support it, but that was not the case. The blow is essential.

"Are you complimenting me? Just go and see and you will find out." The boss put down his chopsticks and said with a pleased look on his face.

The boss walked faster, while the wife of the boss walked slower, but followed the boss.

The store is not big, so it only takes less than two minutes to walk there. The boss took the opinion book and opened it directly to the place where he just wrote.

There is a line of words there that is vigorous and powerful, with a hint of character.

[The most taboo thing about dry pot is that it tastes mixed but not refined] This sentence is printed on this white opinion book. There is no statement or signature, just such a simple sentence.

"Mixed but not refined? My theme is very prominent." The boss was a little confused.

"Let's just say I'm not complimenting you. Are you a miscellaneous person but not an expert? How can you be so mediocre but not an expert?" The landlady glanced at the boss angrily, and then she also started to think about it.

This is the first time that such an opinion has been received, so the boss and his wife will naturally think about it seriously.

"Ask Mrs. to come out and think about it together. I feel like I've got some inspiration." The boss said quickly to the cashier girl.

"Okay." The cashier girl immediately took two steps to open the kitchen curtain.

"Boss Atai calls for you," the little girl said.

When the chef of the store came out, the boss showed Atai that sentence that was vague but not refined, and then the three of them started thinking together.

This is also a tradition. As long as the boss has an opinion on the dishes, he will call the chef to think about it together.

There are actually many people who work seriously like the boss.

On the other side, Yuan Zhou had already taken a taxi back.

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