Food Intelligence King

Chapter 135 Forgive me for no longer sending flowers; would you like some candied fruit?
Nothing happened after the store closed.

Chen Zhou went to the shop next door, where Tony the hairdresser worked, and got a haircut.

After getting the card, Chen Zhou would top up 100 or 200 yuan each time, while the price for a men's haircut was 19 yuan. After a while, Chen Zhou couldn't remember what the original price was.

"Hey bro, you're here," Tony greeted.

Chen Zhou smiled and said, "Your shop is nicely decorated, quite exquisite."

“I renewed my lease with the landlord for a longer period, so I did some simple renovations these past few days,” Tony replied.

Getting a credit card usually means having more cash flow.

The barbershop was nearly empty, so Chen Zhou walked over to the shampoo sink.

"Should we trim it a little?" Tony asked. "It'll get cooler later, so we don't need to cut it too short."

"Correct."

Chen Zhou nodded.

After the autumnal equinox, the weather is not so hot anymore.

Although he did have the same hairstyle for a long time, the changes in length were still quite noticeable, unlike Ms. Lin, whose haircuts didn't seem to make any difference.

Chen Zhou needs to get his hair cut every month or so.

Besides hair and beard, nails also need to be trimmed regularly.

A neat and tidy appearance is also a basic quality of those working in the catering industry.

Tony, the hairdresser, was one of the most well-informed people in the shops at the bottom of Sunshine City. While washing his hair, he told Chen Zhou a few "rumors".

"You know that noodle shop on the east side, right, Brother Chen?"

The water splashed loudly, and Chen Zhou nodded, but he didn't actually nod.

"I know, ramen."

There are more than a dozen shops on the ground floor of this row. The community canteen is located near the south gate of the residential area, and the ramen shop is almost at the far east end.

Because of the distance, there wasn't much actual communication between the two families.

Tony put some shampoo on Chen Zhou's hair and rubbed it in to create lather.

"Their shop sent someone to eat here secretly. I heard they even found out the sign for the noodles in your shop."

"Oh, Maixiangji flour is pretty good, you can buy this for your home too."

Chen Zhou had heard from people at Maixiangji that someone was inquiring about what brand and specific model of flour they used. However, the person didn't specify which company it was.

Tony would have to know the details.

But Tony was clearly not so calm:
"Brother, don't you care about this? I'm worried that your two families will fight. Don't tell me I told you this secretly."

Chen Zhou looked up at him.

Tony's expression didn't seem like he was acting.

I'm genuinely a little scared. But if you're really scared, don't tell me secretly. Chen Zhou smiled.
"Fortunately, we are different categories."

What's more, he's already expanded his business to the flour distributor's canteen. He told Tony, "I'll be delivering steamed buns to Mai Xiang Ji in a while."

Tony made a mental note: the community canteen should replace Mai Xiang Ji canteen.

He then turned to talk about the housing prices in the neighborhood.

"Several secondhand homes have been sold in our community this month. It's one of the most active sales areas in the surrounding region. The real estate agent told me that this is the rarest reason for buying a house that they've encountered in all their years of experience."

Chen Zhou thought for a moment:
The subway? That's quite a distance from Sunshine City.

Haibin No. 2 Middle School? The school is indeed good, but you have to take an entrance exam for high school.

The rarest reason. Chen Zhou casually remarked, "It can't be because you like eating steamed buns, can it?"

"How did you guess that, bro?" Tony asked in surprise. "That's what the agent told me."

This cannot be blamed on Chen Zhou being presumptuous.

A while ago, some customers did say they wanted to buy a house in Sunshine City, but Chen Zhou just laughed it off.

"I just guessed."

Tony tucked a towel into Chen Zhou's collar and gestured to a chair next to him: "But the price really can't go up any further. We who rent shops shouldn't have to worry about the rent."

Barbers have a unique advantage when interacting with customers.

First, we'll meet once every month or so; we won't have too frequent contact.

Secondly, they are very close in distance.

Chen Zhou now understood why there were so many rumors about Tony. He even felt a little compelled to exchange a few words with him:

"I'm going to make some mooncakes in a while."

Tony chimed in, "With your skills, it'll definitely be fine. Making steamed buns is the same as making mooncakes, they're all pretty much the same."

"If you put it that way, then anything with filling is the same."

"So what filling are you planning to make this time, bro? I'll order from you."

“Five-nut filling,” Chen Zhou replied.

"Five-nut mooncakes?" Tony's eyes darted around. "We'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later. There are still a few days until the Mid-Autumn Festival, there's no rush to buy mooncakes."

He thought to himself: Forget about the five-nut mooncake, it's not that I don't trust your skills, brother, it's just that the five-nut mooncake is really awful.

Judging from Tony's reaction, Chen Zhou knew that the guy had doubts about the five-nut mooncake.

Can't blame him.

First of all, it's impossible to please everyone.

Secondly, Chen Zhou himself doesn't like the five-nut mooncakes commonly sold in the market.

But he felt that what he was going to make this time was not quite the same as what he usually ate in the market.

Besides genuine dried fruits of various kinds
At the very least, green candied plums and red candied roses are definitely better than dyed white radishes.

These past few days, whether it's asking Aunt Zheng to help with the shopping or Chen Zhou ordering online, the raw materials are almost ready.

With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, it's time to start making preparations.

The clippers vibrated through the comb.

Bringing Chen Zhou's thoughts back to the present, he looked at Tony's hairstyle in the mirror and was somewhat curious about where he got his hair cut.

So he asked, "Where do you usually get your hair cut?"

My wife cut my hair.

Tony's wife is a few years older than him.

His children are also a few years older than Chen Taotao.

Chen Zhou still finds it hard to believe that the other party has an eight-year-old child.

Tony chuckled. "You were naive when you were young."

Because of the Sunday workday adjustment, the family didn't go out on Saturday.

Even the Go beginner class that Teacher Wei just started was postponed until the National Day holiday.

However, the raw materials for the cinnamon and red silk that I ordered online arrived just in time, and the courier delivered them directly to my home.

Ms. Lin signed for it.

She felt that the large box also had a floral scent.

"What did you buy?" Ms. Lin asked.

Chen Zhou interrupted his game with Chen Taotao and came out of the bedroom. He casually said:

"It's for you."

Ms. Lin has a mild personality and generally doesn't like impractical gifts.

She opened the package and found a box of pink roses inside!
It wasn't that kind of vibrant red, but it was one that Ms. Lin truly loved.

A faint, almost imperceptible smile crept onto her lips.

However, a second or two later, Ms. Lin scolded, "You're wasting money again! I can't support you."

Chen Zhou explained, "Don't worry, this rose is edible."

Ms. Lin smiled with satisfaction, "That's good."

Although Chen Taotao is only five years old, she understands to some extent what roses mean.

My dad loves my mom.

But the orientation of my own home isn't quite right either.

She glanced at her mother, sensing that she was about to eat something strange again.

Chen Facai glanced at the young woman who was deep in thought.

Cats feel the same way.

(End of this chapter)