Food Intelligence King

Chapter 202 Give the handsome guy a steamed bun first.
The owner of this beauty salon, to be fair, is indeed very good at makeup and dressing up; she looks like a woman who, though past her prime, still retains her charm.

Tony, the hairdresser, followed the scalp massage owner into the shop.

The two of them had clearly come together.

Tony, who does haircuts, could probably be considered a colleague of this woman.

Although they haven't known each other for long, they look like best friends who have been together for years.

He introduced the people to each other.

"This is Mr. Chen, the owner of our community canteen. Mr. Chen, this is Ms. Ma, she just opened a head massage and beauty salon."

Not counting the first meeting, Chen Zhou formally got to know his new neighbor.

This time, Sister Ma's visit wasn't just about having a meal; she even brought Chen Zhou fruit and was extremely polite in her words.

"Mr. Chen, I've heard about you from the neighbors for a long time."

Then came a barrage of business-like praise for the community canteen, followed by a mention of the recent property management's heating maintenance.

Although Chen Zhou didn't know exactly how the rumor about his negotiation with the property management came about, looking at Tony in front of him, he had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

He smiled and said:

"It's fate that we're all doing business here together, so let's help each other out."

The stir-fry is ready for today.

Chen Zhou then chatted with his two neighbors.

He knew that the former chef of Aqi's Home-Style Cuisine had gone to help out at the beauty salon, and he was curious about what had happened.

The conversation was steered towards the previous tenant.

Following up on Aqi's lead, Sister Ma started talking about the chef.

It turns out that she not only runs a physical store, but also has an online account for promotion, where she often posts short videos.

They recruited male customers who weren't their target demographic to come to the salon for head massages. The main selling point was the contrast.

That chef, Huang Haiying, went over to help out like that, and he'll be coming over again tomorrow at noon.

Tony added, "Online, everyone calls Sister Ma 'Auntie Ma,' and the videos are hilarious."

Chen Zhou looked at the contents of the intelligence report and asked with a smile:

"Then I'll definitely provide meals when I film your videos."

Sister Ma laughed too: "They're all temporary actors, just for the sake of the show."

She then got a meal at the community canteen and invited the people at Chen Zhou's shop to try her head massage beauty treatment when they had time.

Chen Zhou did indeed have a card given to him by Sister Meng next door.

So I asked them about their business hours.

Sister Ma replied, "We've had staff at the shop the past few days, so you can come anytime."

"Okay, I'll have to trouble you then."

"It's okay."

After chatting with the female owner of the head massage and beauty salon, Chen Zhou also obtained some information about the chef, Huang Haiying.

This guy is helping out by filming short videos; it seems he doesn't have a formal job.

This is a good opportunity to ask him about the situation again.

Meanwhile, outside the store.

As Ma Fang walked back with Tony, they stopped before they even reached the barbershop.

"What's wrong, Sister Ma?" Tony asked.

"These steamed buns are great, they smell really good."

Ma Fang bought lunch based on Tony's recommendation; it included steamed buns, rice, and stir-fried vegetables.

Tony urged her to hurry back to the shop: "Go back and try it, the food at Brother Chen's shop is impeccable."

Sister Ma then remembered the rumors Tony had mentioned about Boss Chen.

I feel that this small business owner is quite approachable, not as exaggerated as Tony described.

In the evening, after Chen Taotao returned from her Go lesson, she was invited to visit Tiantian's home.

Chen Zhou brought her some freshly made fish balls.

The couple enjoyed some time alone together.

Since he was bored anyway, Chen Zhou suggested getting a scalp treatment.

Ms. Lin said reproachfully:
You're actually going?!

"It looks quite interesting."

Chen Zhou dug out a video of Sister Ma. Although the jokes were quite funny, her technique still looked very professional.

At the beginning of the video, Sister Ma takes out a meat bun and puts it into the old man's mouth as a "sweet treat" before the head massage treatment.

The old man took a bite, but before he could get enough, Sister Ma snatched it away.

The old man pleaded:
"I haven't tasted what it's like yet, and I don't know what kind of filling it is."

“Fresh meat,” Sister Ma replied.

Several comments were flooding the screen:

"The old man is really craving it, let him finish it."

"The steamed buns look really good."

Next up are the various treatments for head massage.

After looking at them, Lin Yifan recognized them: "These are the steamed buns from your shop."

Chen Zhou laughed and said, "She just bought the steamed buns today. The video is also quite fresh; she uploaded it as soon as she filmed it."

"Hmm." Ms. Lin thought it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.

She herself wasn't particularly interested; she just wanted Chen Zhou to relax, as running the shop and cooking all day must be quite tiring.

So the two of them secretly went and enjoyed themselves without telling their daughter.

As Ms. Lin left the residential compound, she was still more concerned about Chen Taotao.

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to go like this, sneaking off like this?"

Chen Zhou comforted her, "It's okay, she's busy all day long."

Because of Chen Zhou, the proprietress of the head massage parlor personally greeted him.

After exchanging greetings, people didn't talk about anything else but their lunch.

Sister Ma said, savoring the memory:

"Mr. Chen, your shredded pork with garlic sauce and stir-fried shredded pork with vinegar are really delicious. I'll try the fried fish tomorrow. When I went at noon, there were only crumbs left. And these steamed buns, I didn't get to eat them at noon."

"It's okay, take your time. We live so close by, we'll have eaten our fill in a few days," Chen Zhou smiled. "But we don't make much fried fish, it'll be gone if we go late, so we have to eat it early."

Sister Ma nodded, "I'll be there at eleven o'clock."

She's still savoring today's lunch. After packing it up at noon, she put the shredded pork with garlic sauce on top of rice, and it made the meal especially delicious.

Unfortunately, the old man ate all the steamed buns, which were used as material for filming a video.

Ma Fang thought to herself: I should have come and opened the shop sooner.

She was thinking about lunch and felt a little hungry.

Only after Chen Zhou reminded them did they realize that the couple had come for a scalp treatment and beauty treatment.

They quickly called over the staff to provide service.

It was during the trial operation phase, and there was no one else in the store, so the couple was put together.

Chen Zhou didn't really understand what the specific project was.

After changing my clothes, I lit some aromatherapy candles and washed my hair and face.

Once the face mask was applied, everything went black before his eyes, and the buzzing of equipment began to fill his mind.

The process was indeed very relaxing; Chen Zhou was almost half asleep.

It's just that my ears feel a little itchy when I clean them.

This prompted Chen Zhou to offer his opinion.

I hope we can skip this step.

"Just bear with it."

The other party, however, refused to back down.

But the voice sounded familiar. Chen Zhou opened his eyes and saw that the person cleaning his ears also had a thick face mask on their face. It was very strange.

Chen Zhou looked completely bewildered.

"???"

"Your eyesight isn't very good," Lin Yifan pouted. "And your hearing isn't very good either. It's me."

After hearing this, Chen Zhou put his head back down with relief.

I guess I got to enjoy my wife's services outside.

But he couldn't help but offer a few criticisms:

"You have no sense of household management at all, yet you've taken matters into your own hands."

Not far away, the boss, Sister Ma, who had been invited to the side, watched with great interest.

(End of this chapter)