Food Intelligence King

Chapter 157 A Warm Reminder from the Community Canteen. (A Small Gathering of Ivy)
Teacher Tony is acting all mysterious.

He whispered to Chen Zhou, "Brother, the owner of Aqi's Home-Style Restaurant and the owner of the restaurant next door don't get along."

Chen Zhou felt that he could have guessed that.

The two companies are direct competitors, so their relationship is unlikely to be good.

But Chen Zhou still cooperated by putting on a gossipy expression.

"Wow, is that so?"

“Keep your voice down, bro,” Tony nodded in satisfaction and continued:

"Last month, just before the National Day holiday, the two families got into a fight. There were rumors that Aqi and the boss lady next door were flirting. One day I saw them talking together."

Teacher Tony is not part of my system's intelligence network; he can only guarantee the accuracy of rumors, not the veracity of the information.

Chen Zhou felt that he had exaggerated to some extent, but many things were indeed not unfounded.

Therefore, we should still be rational when following this story, he said to Tony:

"Let's not get involved."

Tony actually had a very good grasp of this balance.

Judging from the quality of the steamed buns at the community canteen, he knew that Chen Zhou was a trustworthy person.

He instructed Chen Zhou, "Brother, I'm only telling you this because I consider you a friend, so please don't tell anyone that I spread this message."

Chen Zhou smiled and nodded: "Okay, don't worry."

Here's another tidbit of gossip about Tony.

There's an old saying: "Don't bathe when you're hungry, and don't shave when you're full

Chen Zhou sat in his shop for a while.

"I saw your son come over for dinner the other day. He looks a lot like you, quite a handsome little guy."

Tony laughed and said, "I was handsome when I was young, but I'm old now."

Chen Zhou thought to himself, "The main thing is to make sure my wife doesn't cut my hair next time."

Tony's wife didn't understand what "just a little fixing" meant.

Of course, it could also be intentional.

He comforted him, saying, "What do you mean 'old man'? You're a year younger than me. Keep working hard and save up for an apartment for your son."

Tony said, "The child's maternal grandfather prepared it."

"I'm asking you for no reason!" Chen Zhou clicked his tongue.

But Tony himself felt it wasn't honorable, "My father-in-law doesn't treat me very well, he's extremely picky about me."

Who told you to steal someone else's precious daughter?

Every family has its own troubles.

In the afternoon, Chen Zhou was at home, and he began to chant his own scriptures through meditation.

Continue to learn about restaurant management through points redemption and business tips.

Now that you're a business owner, you can't just focus on improving your cooking skills.
Management skills also need to keep up.

It needs to be charged frequently.

Chen Zhou, still adhering to his old principle, gave some "tips" for opening a shop to Ms. Lin, thinking they might be helpful to others, and sent them to Ren Danruju's account.

The feedback has indeed been quite good, and Ms. Lin occasionally shows it to Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou has recently skimmed through the lengthy "The Capital of Catering".

The content related to data calculation can indeed make people dizzy and drowsy.

However, Chen Zhou believes that his summary of the core concepts is pretty much accurate.

Employees are living, breathing people, not just cold, hard human resource costs on a balance sheet.

They also possess initiative and proactiveness.

Only by fully leveraging and mobilizing resources can restaurants be operated more effectively.

Chen Zhou recently opened a shop and has a lot of experience with this.

I spent a peaceful afternoon at home with my cat.

Chen Zhou used to play games and even built a computer desktop at home.

But considering the impact on children, they gradually switched to mobile phones.

By the time he turned thirty, he did indeed experience some form of erectile dysfunction.

Aside from a few phenomenal masterpieces that he might play occasionally, he doesn't usually touch them much.

As for now, running a restaurant is a game in real life, which is quite interesting.

At the end of the workday, Chen Zhou drove to pick up his wife.

Ms. Lin waved to her husband with relief when she saw him. She got into the car, fastened her seatbelt, and felt a little embarrassed.
"Isn't this too much trouble? You finally got a day off."

"No," Chen Zhou replied with a smile.

Sometimes Chen Zhou would wonder if he would be happy once he saved up enough money to buy a house and a car? Would things be better once he finished this busy period and had some free time? And so on.

But in reality, before each small goal is achieved, the process itself...

It is also something that can bring happiness to people.

He takes his daughter to school and picks his wife up from get off work.

These seemingly insignificant little things can sometimes bring a more peaceful and comforting feeling than earth-shattering achievements.

Of course, traffic jams are not.

Chen Zhou looked at the long queue of people waiting to turn left at the traffic light ahead and felt a bit annoyed.

Ms. Lin is already very experienced in this area.

"Let's turn right and take the elevated road."

Chen Zhou: "Mm!"

The next day, Sunday, the community canteen continued its business.

This time, the restaurant has officially added vegetarian three-delicacy buns with chives, eggs, and dried shrimp to its menu.

The response has been quite good, and customers are showing a strong willingness to buy.

One basket after another, quite a few were sold.

Although chives have a strong flavor, there are people who enjoy them.

Today, a small tip appeared in the shop, which Chen Zhou used when making chive buns for his wife and children: "Putting yourself in others' shoes."

Eat in moderation; don't overindulge, or you'll get heartburn.

A balanced meal of meat and vegetables, plus a bowl of porridge, is not only healthy and nutritious, but also comforting.

"While the chive filling is fragrant, it's also quite filling."

"For those with sensitive stomachs, please eat according to your stomach capacity." The handwritten note is as thoughtful and comforting as a steamed bun.

When she had some free time, the junior sister talked to Chen Zhou about her doubts.

Because recently, under Chen Zhou's arrangement, she has been working on standardizing the steamed buns in the store.

The ingredients and seasonings for steamed buns have been compiled in considerable detail.

To facilitate the purchase and statistical analysis of food ingredients.

She discovered that although some shops had "vegetarian" in their names, the preparation of their vegetarian buns was not entirely vegetarian, or rather, not completely vegetarian:
"Senior brother, take this chive, egg, and dried shrimp dish for example. Does the egg count as vegetarian? I see that the opinions among vegetarians are inconsistent, because there are completely vegetarians, lacto-ovo vegetarians, ovo-vegans, and pesto-vegans. It's too complicated. It's confusing me."

The junior sister was chattering away.

After listening, Chen Zhou also felt that what she said was a bit complicated and confusing.

However, he had already learned to grasp the key points in the little girl's words.

"We need to clearly label the ingredients used in the buns to avoid confusing customers."

Previously, we only considered making the quarantine certificate and quality certificate of the meat we bought public so that customers could eat with peace of mind.

It is indeed possible to make similar disclosures for other ingredients as well.

Some people dislike scallions and ginger, while others are not very interested in other ingredients.

In summary, various situations may exist.

After hearing Chen Zhou's words, the junior sister said that she would go back and organize and print out these things.

Chen Zhou said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Junior Sister."

"Hey, it's nothing~" The junior sister's bright eyes darted around, probably indicating that she had something on her mind but didn't say it.

However, she felt that since she had discovered this area that could be improved, there was no need to wait until tomorrow.

She can write these things down now.

Chen Zhou gave her a thumbs up: "It's up to you now, I'll carry the plates first."

Restaurant owners sometimes operate like this: they fill whichever position is vacant first. They're all all-rounders.

I went to Aqi's Home-Style Restaurant yesterday, and so did the owner.

The junior sister then took out paper and pen, found an empty space, and began to write.

As she wrote, she said to Chen Zhou:

"I'll be quick, senior brother."

Chen Zhou considered it for a moment:
"Okay, don't rush, we'll use our handwritten version for now."

I can contact a decorating company in the next couple of days and get a set of small signs, including the picture of steamed buns, to hang on the wall.

"Ok!"

Today is the last day of this intelligence period.

Chen Zhou estimated that the students from No. 2 Middle School listed in the diners' activity feed were probably already on their way.

Sure enough, around noon, a group of people dressed in their everyday clothes arrived at the store.

Chen Zhou recognized several of them.

After changing out of their uniform and somewhat rigid school uniforms, the boys and girls truly exuded youthful energy.

The short student, Kang, was the one who had private conversations with the boss.

He first greeted everyone warmly with "Uncle!"

"You're here," Chen Zhou said with a smile. "You've brought so many classmates again today."

Kang let the other club members order first, and then said to Chen Zhou:
"Uncle, I'll give you a surprise later."

Sometimes intelligence is just that bad. Chen Zhou nodded in agreement, "Okay, the book is here waiting for your surprise."

Kang Haoran laughed, realizing there might be a homophone involved.

I thought to myself: Uncle Chen probably doesn't know that I asked him to bring a book over, which also mentions his steamed bun shop.

Meanwhile, other students from the Ivy League Literature Club were ordering food.

Of course, I also noticed some new notices and instructions that have been added to the store today.

One of the girls switched to a cooked meat bun after seeing that the filling of the fresh meat bun contained ginger.

The filling for cooked meat buns does not contain ginger.

Although she didn't eat any, she gave the community canteen a verbal thumbs up:

"Uncle, this little tip is so thoughtful. Sometimes I'm afraid of eating ginger."

Chen Zhou laughed and said, "You can eat this cooked meat filling without worry, you definitely won't get any."

He then showed a picture of his junior sister.

He said to the girl, "This was written by your older sister."

"This lady's handwriting is also very beautiful."

He was also very happy to receive praise from his junior sister.

The students, who all had a bit of an artsy vibe, ran over to the small sign and started reading it themselves.

Zhao Yilin's handwriting was beautiful, clear, and neat, which they admired for a while.

Chen Zhou smiled inwardly: This older sister is, after all, a graduate of a proper university.

Afterwards, while the students were eating, they naturally noticed the framed calligraphy and painting on the wall.

The four large characters “那敢情好” were written in one breath, with a smooth and flowing rhythm.

She couldn't help but ask her junior sister, "Sister, did you write these words too?"

"That's wonderful!" The junior sister said, a little embarrassed, clarifying:
"I definitely didn't write this. There's a Go player named Teacher Wei, do you know him?"
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"Teacher Wei Xiaoxi, a sixth-dan?"

The junior colleague nodded. "She personally delivered it to our boss."

The students looked at each other in bewilderment after hearing this.

I felt a little surprised and taken aback:

"This steamed bun shop may not be big, but it's definitely something special."

"I personally inscribed the words and presented it to you."

The foodie student, of course, remained focused on the steamed bun in front of her: "I like this cooked meat bun; it tastes great and is especially fragrant!"

Listening to his classmates' conversation, Kang Haoran thought to himself:
How novel it is! Don't you even think about who brought you here?

He now has several younger students in his class, and naturally, he has gained some admiration as well.

Chen Zhou was in the kitchen, silently receiving one positive review after another.

With so many people gathered together, it felt like the reviews were overwhelmingly positive.

(End of this chapter)