Chapter 1682 Start Guidance
Just as Yuan Zhou was about to hang up the phone, a good evening greeting sounded at the door again.
"Good evening, Boss Yuan." The visitor was Zong Mo, who opened an antique shop.
Zong Mo still had the same casual look, wearing an earthy brown short-sleeved sweatshirt, a pair of relatively loose shorts, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet. His hair was slightly long and curly, hanging down on his shoulders.
He didn't look very energetic, but his face was very good, his eyes were bright, and he stood at the door with a hand raised to say hello.
"Good evening, Boss Zong." Yuan Zhou nodded in response.
"Woof" a clear dog bark sounded, and you could tell from the sound that it was Zong Mo's purebred Erha.
Because its voice was full of panic, it was obvious that Rouduoduo was here.
"Boss Yuan, wait a minute." After Zong Mo finished speaking, he changed hands to hold the rope, and then carried Erha towards the pillar on the side.
While walking, Zong Mo did not forget to say: "I know you want to play with Rouduoduo, Nian Tang and the others, so I will tie you up here. You can have fun by yourself. I have something to do and will come to pick you up later."
After saying that, Zong Mo completely ignored Erha Romeo's resistance and directly tied it to the pillar nearby.
Rouduoduo, on the other hand, stepped on the cat and approached Romeo step by step. On the side, the noodle soup dog rested his head on the body of his wife, Mi Mi, and looked at the dog and the cat with interest.
Because at this time, Romeo had already clamped his tail in fear, and the whole dog was retreating, and the rope was straightened. His whole body was simply exuding a sense of rejection.
But Zong Mo knelt down and patted the meaty cat's head and said, "It's fun, just don't bully Romeo."
After saying that, Zong Mo took a wooden box and walked to Yuan Zhou's shop.
This time Zong Mo walked in directly. Of course, Zong Mo wiped his hands and took care of the dog hair before entering.
"Boss Yuan, I'm sorry to bother you," Zong Mo said politely.
"No, I'm free now." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Haha, that's good." Zong Mo smiled, then put the box in his hand on the partition, and continued: "This is a new antique I collected recently. I thought you would definitely be interested in this thing, Boss Yuan, so I’ll bring it over and show it to you.”
"Oh? You're interested, thank you." Yuan Zhou said.
"What's the point? This is what I do." Zong Mo waved his hand, and then without any hesitation, he reached out and opened the box to reveal the contents.
The box was not big, and it was square and slightly larger than a book. Once opened, it turned out that there was a yellowed ancient book inside, which looked very old.
The words on the cover were arranged vertically, and Yuan Zhou could vaguely recognize the words food or ingredients, which made Yuan Zhou's eyes light up.
"Is this a record about ingredients?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"It's not true, because this is a book that records some of the top ingredients that we have lost now, but were available at that time." Zong Mo said this in a roundabout way.
But Yuan Zhou understood it immediately. Zong Mo meant that this was indeed a book recording ingredients, but it recorded ingredients that were available in the previous era but are no longer available now.
Yuan Zhou is familiar with this. After all, the system always brings out some lost ingredients, so he is really interested in it.
"Good book, does Boss Zong sell it?" Yuan Zhou asked directly.
"Haha..." Zong Mo laughed and wanted to say give it away, but seeing Yuan Zhou's serious face and remembering his difficult experience of giving away the two jade bottles, he immediately changed his mind and said, "Of course, this is the business I'm in. "
"I'm trying to find a suitable person for the antique. If you leave it with someone else, it's probably only worth a few years, but only by giving it to Boss Yuan can it be used to its fullest potential," Zong Mo continued.
"Yeah, but you can't be cheap, you have to pay according to the market price." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
Obviously, Yuanzhou also thought of the pair of jade bottles that were worth hundreds of thousands each.
"Before I tell you the price, I have to explain to Boss Yuan why this antique is valuable." Zong Mo said instead of directly offering a price.
Yuan Zhou nodded and listened carefully.
"The reason why this antique is valuable for collecting is
One of course is that it has certain research significance because of its long history and the significance of examining the history at that time, but these are all classified as cultural relics. "Zong Mo said succinctly.
"The other one is the quilt used by famous people in history, such as the quilt used by Li Shimin, and the plates he took are all meaningful." Zong Mo continued.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.
"As for the book in front of me, it is a book that records farm work in the Song Dynasty. It has neither the blessing of celebrities nor much research value, so this book is really not very valuable." Zong Mo said in a different tone.
Yuan Zhou really didn't know anything about antiques. After all, it was like a mountain across the street, but what Zong Mo said still made sense, so he couldn't help but nodded.
"So originally I wanted to give it to Boss Yuan, but since Boss Yuan doesn't want it, I'll just give it two thousand yuan." Zong Mo said calmly.
"Is two thousand too little?" Yuan Zhou frowned slightly, because this book was quite valuable for him to study.
"It's quite a lot. I didn't spend much when I collected it." Zong Mo said, "I just told you that this book belongs to the right person. If I sell it to others, they still think it costs more than two thousand."
"Okay, what about cash or mobile phone?" Yuan Zhou asked directly without any further hesitation.
"Anything is fine, whatever is convenient for you, Boss Yuan," Zong Mo said.
"Then I'll transfer the money to you." Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay." Zong Mo took out the payment code on his mobile phone, Yuan Zhou scanned it directly, and then paid two thousand.
"Chenghui, the account has been received. Thank you, Boss Yuan. I just made a business while walking my dog." Zong Mo said with a smile.
"Boss Zong, please wait a moment. I'll return the box to you." Yuan Zhou said without saying much.
"Okay, I'll sit down for a while." Zong Mo nodded, then sat on the high chair and watched Yuan Zhou carefully carry the box up to the second floor.
"Wait a moment." Yuan Zhou nodded and left.
"Boss Yuan is good at everything, but he is too serious. He is worthy of being a compass." Zong Mo sighed, shaking his head.
In fact, he received this book and came here specifically to give it away, but he failed to deliver it, so he had to sell it at a low price.
Thinking of this, Zong Mo couldn't help but thought: "Fortunately, my eloquence is not bad."
Yes, Zong Mo naturally thought that his statement had convinced Yuan Zhou that this thing was worthless.
It is true that Yuanzhou has no concept of the value of antiques, but Yuanzhou has never been one to take advantage.
Although he does not know the specific value of this ancient book, to Yuan Zhou, this thing is a very precious ancient book, so naturally Yuan Zhou will not take advantage of it.
Therefore, as soon as he placed the ancient books, Yuanzhou re-padded the box with silk cloth, then went directly to the vegetarian banquet hall from the second floor, and then went down to the room specially placed with four seasons cups, plates and racks.
The entire house was filled with Hainan huanghuali wood, which was a bit dazzling to see, but Yuan Zhou calmly walked to a compartment where some leftover huanghuali wood was piled up.
Yuanzhou carefully put on gloves and filled the box with a lot of Hainan Huanghuali wood core wood chips. Such wood chips can be directly used as aromatherapy after being ground finely.
Yuan Zhou smelled incense from Zong Mo's body, so he returned the gift.
After loading the sawdust, Yuanzhou closed the lid of the box, took off his gloves and started walking back.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou returned the same way this time. When Yuan Zhou came down from upstairs, Zong Mo had already been waiting in the store for six or seven minutes.
Zong Mo didn't think it would take long. After all, storing ancient books naturally takes time.
"Long wait." Yuan Zhou pushed the box in front of Zong Mo.
"Not long, not long." Zong Mo shook his head.
With that said, Zong Mo was about to pick up the wooden box on the partition, but Yuan Zhou spoke again: "Thank you, Boss Zong, for the ancient book. It is very useful to me, so I also prepared a small gift in return."
"Eh? Is it food?" Zong Mo looked at the box with interest.
"Ahem, not really." Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of Wu Hai at this moment.
After all, who would use a box that just contained ancient books to pack food? This is too rude.
"I told you that I didn't spend much money on this ancient book when I collected it. You're welcome, Boss Yuan." Zong Mo said as he asked with his eyes if he could open the box.
Yuan Zhou nodded silently and did not answer.
"Click." The box was in the form of an ordinary buckle, so Zong Mo opened it effortlessly, and then immediately closed it with a snap.
"Hey, what is this? This thing is so good, and the taste is really pure. This is old huanghuali wood." Zong Mo looked at Yuan Zhou with a face of surprise and disbelief.
"Well, I made the rest of the wooden frame." Yuan Zhou specifically explained.
What Yuan Zhou meant by this was that to him it was just leftover scraps and not worth anything, but hearing it in Zong Mo's ears made him feel sick to his stomach.
It is true that Zong Mo is a businessman who runs an antique shop, but he also loves arty and incense. This incense has a slight connection with wood, so he can tell at a glance that it should not be said that it is pure Hainan. The fragrance of huanghuali wood must be very old wood, and it must be core material to have such a good flavor.
Listening to what Yuan Zhou said, it was leftover from making things. You must know that there was not much old Hainan huanghuali wood left in the world, and there were so many sawdust left from making things. Zong Mo said that he really had a stomachache.
"Boss Yuan, you are really brave." Zong Mo swallowed his saliva and could only say in admiration.
Yuan Zhou didn't answer, but paused before saying, "You can dispose of it as you like, thank you for the ancient book."
"Boss Yuan, you are too polite. My ancient books are not worth the price." Zong Mo pushed the box slightly and said.
"Everything must be in the hands of the right person to be useful, and these are just the wood scraps left over from making the dish rack." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
"...Okay, then I'm not polite. Next time I receive such an ancient book and send it to Boss Yuan, you are not allowed to give me money." Zong Mo listened to the word "dish rack" and was silent for a long time. Only then did he make up his mind and said seriously.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and nodded.
"Then I won't disturb Boss Yuan. See you tomorrow." Zong Mo carefully picked up the box, waved to Yuan Zhou, and walked out of the store.
"See you tomorrow." Yuan Zhou nodded and watched the person walk out of the store.
As Zong Mo walked out of the store, he felt sorry for the dish rack, but at the same time he was happy to receive the huanghuali sawdust. Don't be too entangled.
"The layout is grand. The bowl rack is made of old Hainan huanghuali wood. It seems that the layout is too small for me." Zong Mo held the dog in one hand and held the box in the other. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Yes, Zong Mo felt stingy when he thought of Yuan Zhou talking about the dish rack lightly.
"I hope my jade bottle and pin are placed on that shelf, otherwise I would really be sorry for that shelf." Zong thought silently, and then slowly returned to the store.
Yuan Zhou on the other side didn't think too much. After watching the people leave, he went back upstairs. He resisted the desire to look through ancient books and sorted out the teaching procedures for the next two days.
Yuan Zhou has always been like this and has his own clear plan for everything. Of course, this is also a good habit developed after having the system.
After making a plan, Yuanzhou read the comprehensive records about Guizhou cuisine for a while. After Mao Ye closed the tavern and watched the last bus on her desk, Yuanzhou read for a while and said good night to Yin Ya. Lie down and rest.
On the second day, Yuanzhou got up as usual when the sky was hazy, washed and changed into sports clothes, and then went downstairs to exercise.
Since I had an appointment with Ke Sen for guidance in the afternoon, my daily afternoon wine appointment with Yin Ya could only be changed to the evening.
Naturally, everything went smoothly in Yuanzhou's store today. Breakfast and lunch went smoothly. After lunch, Yuanzhou went upstairs to wash up, changed his clothes and looked at Ke Sen standing at the door when he went downstairs.
Ke Sen was wearing a formal white chef uniform, a hat on his head, and his body was white and clean, as if he was going to cook at any time.
The sun was scorching outside, but Ke Sen just stood at the door, standing in the sunshine.
"Come in." Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay, Chef Yuan." Ke Sen responded immediately and walked into the store step by step.
After entering the store, Ke Sen's back was as straight as ever, his hands were close to his trouser legs, and he stood in front of Yuan Zhou with his head slightly lowered, looking very reserved.
"Don't be so formal." Yuan Zhou opened the partition and walked out.
"Okay, Chef Yuan." Ke Sen nodded, but obviously he still couldn't let go and looked a little nervous.
Yuan Zhou didn't say much this time. He just walked to the door of Yingxiang Wall View and opened it. Then he led the people inside and said, "Let's go to the backyard. There is a simple kitchen there."
"Excuse me, Chef Yuan," Ke Sen said.
"No trouble, you deserve it." Yuan Zhou said.
"Thank you for your hard work, Chef Yuan." Ke Sen said again.
"Actually, you don't have to be so polite. Your father, Master Ke Lin, and I are also friends, so if you have any questions, just ask." Yuan Zhou said in a gentle tone.
As soon as Yuan Zhou mentioned Ke Sen's father, Ke Lin, Ke Sen immediately became less nervous and spoke.
"Yes, my dad always tells me about this, saying that Chef Yuan is very good and your knowledge of Guizhou cuisine even exceeds his." Ke Sen said.
"Master Ke Lin is too humble. My understanding of Guizhou cuisine should be almost the same as his." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Then you are very good. After all, you also know Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, and Yunnan cuisine." Ke Sen said with admiration.
"Learning cooking requires constant study," Yuan Zhou said.
"Chef Yuan is right." Ke Sen nodded.
"Well, this is it. Sit down." Yuan Zhou led Ke Sen to the courtyard kitchen and said.
This place is also where Technician Cheng takes his apprenticeship assessment. Yuan Zhou has not dismantled it since it was built, so it can be considered a simple place for communication.
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