Chapter 2004 Cartoon Version

"Click, click, click"

"Kala, kara"

Tonight we are serving new varieties of street food, appearing for the first time.

Diners often see it on the street, but they rarely buy it to eat. For example, Wu Hai and Mr. Wei have never bought it.

Everyone was looking forward to what Yuan Zhou made. Wang Hong, who was already satisfied with getting his favorite rock sugar orange, was no exception. They all started to eat it silently.

"Ding ding dong dong"

The night rain in Chengdu is sometimes heavy and sometimes light. There is no fixed number. Today's rain is relatively heavy. It falls on the tiles, windows, or trees, making a crisp sound to announce its arrival.

Sitting together comfortably, eating delicious food, drinking the newly brought beer or drinks, chatting and listening to the sound of rain, there is an inexplicable sense of comfort.

Take Wu Hai for example, it sounds like rain will... wait, no, Wu Hai has a good appetite when the weather is good, and Wu Hai has a good appetite when the weather is bad, so he is not representative.

Let’s talk about Zheng Xian. Listening to the sound of raindrops, she will eat two more bowls of rice.

The night rain came suddenly and stopped suddenly. Before the barbecue time ended, the rain stopped pattering.

After sending away the last diner, Yuanzhou closed the door, cleaned up the kitchen, went upstairs to wash up, and planned to talk to Yin Ya before going to bed.

Every day the sun rises, it marks the arrival of a new day. Ever since he received a call from Zhou Shijie and knew that the Silver Spoon Club was just around the corner, Yuan Zhou focused his cooking practice on Shandong cuisine and went all out to respect his opponent. .

The breakfast time was unremarkable. I spent it complaining about not eating delicious food. After practicing my knife skills for a while, I received some naughty children.

"Uncle Yuan, this is the balance of the menu I received after school started. Here is the account. Take a look." The naughty boy handed a pile of money to Yuan Zhou.

The naughty kid is really talented as an accountant, and he can make the accounts clear one by one.

"Huh? Why are you here again?" Yuanzhou remembered that before the school started, the naughty boy gave him money once, and asked directly: "It's only been two weeks since school started? How much does it cost?"

At a glance, he got another one or two thousand, which was different from the previous efficiency.

"Hehe, I didn't tell Uncle Yuan because I wanted to give him a surprise. I have opened a cartoon version of the menu of the God of Cooking store, specifically for primary school students."

"Cartoon version?" Yuan Zhou wondered.

"It's a version with pinyin, pictures and introductions, which is more of a cartoon version." Naughty Kid explained.

Yuanzhou was even more confused: "Do children like this thing now?"

To put it bluntly, the cartoon version of the God of Chef’s shop menu is still a menu, just like the overlord among beggars is still a beggar.

Are today’s primary school students starting to like cooking? Yuanzhou couldn't understand.

"It's very popular. In fact, children like things intermittently. This is just like..." The naughty boy seemed to want to give an example, but he couldn't say anything.

After hesitating for a long time, he thought of it and continued: "Just like big sisters like to buy expensive luxury goods, luxury goods are largely about selling superiority.

Not the item itself. "

"We primary school students like toys and stuff, some of them are because they are fun, and some of them are just bought by our classmates," said the naughty child.

"When I first started registering for school, I found that many students in our school were talking about Uncle Yuan Zhou's shop. Because Uncle Yuan Zhou is more famous on the Internet than Internet celebrities, many students who had eaten in the shop had various problems when they returned to school. Damn it." The naughty kid explained.

"During the Chinese New Year, there were indeed many children who came to have dinner. It seemed that they were all from the same family." Yuan Zhou recalled carefully.

"I gave it a little guidance, and I printed two hundred copies the first time, and they were sold out in less than five days." The naughty kid said with a smile. He was very happy to make money.

Yuanzhou never thought that his fame on the Internet would make him popular among children.

The naughty kid came here while Yuan Zhou was free in the morning. After talking about the matter, he voluntarily said goodbye and left.

After Xiong Nengxiong left, Yuanzhou took a look at the time. It was almost time to prepare the ingredients for lunch, and started to pack away the things for carving.

Yuan Zhou was tidying up things here, but someone had a dispute over the God of Cooking shop over there.

"I said no, I just can't." The woman was about thirty years old, with pretty features, and she was not ugly even when she was angry.

"Now when we are only 39 years old, we have developed the habit of comparison. What will happen in the future? It is still something we can do now, but what if it is something we cannot do in the future?" The woman said earnestly.

The little boy standing in front of him, about 39 years old, was wearing a down jacket. He looked chubby and very cute, but his eyes were red, probably because of the woman's scolding, and he looked aggrieved.

"Mom," the little boy called.

"Think about it for yourself." The woman said angrily, walked into the room on high heels, and closed the door hard.

The little boy felt really wronged now, and the golden peas began to fall down.

"Xiao Fei, didn't you say you are a little man? Why are you still crying?" said the man who sat on the sofa and said nothing.

The man wears a pair of glasses, looks to be in his thirties, and wears casual clothes. At first glance, he looks like a professional elite.

"Dad, I... am she the mother?" the little boy, Xiao Fei, said unwillingly while holding back his tears.

"Xiao Fei, don't blame mom." Xiao's father said seriously.

Xiaofei didn't speak but still looked aggrieved, obviously not understanding or agreeing with the current approach.

In his eight-year-old memory, this was a small thing, so why did his mother react so strongly.

"Several of my friends have been to that Kitchen God shop, but I have never been. If I had never been there again this time, I would definitely not be able to play together with them. My mother is a bad person." Xiao Fei is also the same. A little anxious.

As a second-grade primary school student, he couldn't understand what his father just said, but he knew that his mother disagreed, and it was uncomfortable to think of being ridiculed by his friends.

"Xiao Fei, you can't understand what mom said now, but when you bought toys before, you said that mom likes you the most." Xiao's father walked up to Xiao Fei and touched his son's head: "So mom is just doing this. Xiao Fei is really unhappy."

Xiao Fei pouted and said nothing, but the complaint on his face was obviously much less.

Father Xiao did not continue talking about this matter, but changed the subject and said: "That shop you know, Boss Yuan, why do so many classmates go to eat there?"

Dad Xiao is a software engineer. He is usually very busy. He said he has two weekends off, but he works overtime a lot of the time. Today, he finally had some free time and wanted to go out and have fun with his family while eating. Then Xiao Fei proposed that he must The reason for going to Boss Yuan's restaurant to eat is that all his friends have been there and he must go too.

Then came the scene he had seen before. Xiao's mother did not agree with this opinion because she felt that this was comparison. He had to have what his classmates had and he had to do what his classmates did. This was wrong.

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