Food Intelligence King

Chapter 52 The Renovation Worker's Light Meal

the next day.

The neighborhood was quite lively this weekend.

Besides the online homeowners' group where people discussed the idea of ​​opening a steamed bun shop, the chat messages kept coming in one after another.

Offline, there's also an engagement party.

According to local custom, when the man arrives at the woman's house, he should set off a small string of firecrackers.

Nowadays, it's not allowed to set off firecrackers in the stairwell; you can only light one in an open space at the entrance of the community.

Chen Zhou's small shop is closest to the entrance.

The crackling sound was also the most noticeable.

Chen Taotao happened to be there. Although she covered her ears with her hands, she couldn't help but stick her head out the door.

I watched the engagement procession enter the residential area and enjoyed the festivities.

Only then did he turn his head around.

He said to the people in the store, "It was so noisy just now!"

The two renovation workers had finished their small job yesterday and were eating a light meal provided by Chen Zhou in the shop.

They couldn't help but laugh when they saw Chen Taotao's cute appearance.

"Loves watching the excitement, but complains about the noise, hahaha."

"Your little girl is so cute."

Ms. Lin smiled and chatted with the two fellow villagers in their local dialect for a few minutes.

Chen Taotao was raised by her maternal grandmother, so even though she couldn't speak the dialect of the two renovation workers, she felt a sense of familiarity when she heard it.

"Uncle, you must come over for meals again in the future!"

The simple meal for the two renovation workers was provided by Chen Zhou: millet porridge, tea eggs, steamed buns, and pickled cucumbers.

This is almost certainly the most luxurious breakfast set meal available at breakfast shops for the foreseeable future.

The intelligence report had indicated that several customers might never dine at the shop again.

Chen Zhou knew,

These two renovation workers, who go wherever there's work, are definitely among them.

So, intentionally or unintentionally, I prepared some simple meals for them according to the highest standards for the future store.

The two masters felt a lump in their throats when Chen Taotao extended such a sincere invitation.

The two said:

"If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely come again."

"Ok!"

Chen Taotao is five years old this year. She only knows how to say goodbye, but she doesn't know what parting is.

In the afternoon, it was the time Chen Zhou and Wang Meng had agreed upon.

Team Leader Wang parked the car directly in front of the store.

His large size was very eye-catching. Chen Zhou saw him as soon as he got out of the car, so he quickly walked a few steps out to greet him.

Looking at the flashing car lights, Chen Zhou was somewhat puzzled:

"Hey, Captain Wang, did you get a new car, or did you downgrade your lifestyle?"

"I can't drive a car better than the boss, can I?" Wang Meng shook the car keys in his hand. "I still envy you, Master Chen, running your own small business, how free you are."

Freedom has its advantages, and stability has its advantages.

"Don't envy me yet,"

Chen Zhou joked with him:
"What would you do if your boss rode a bicycle?"

As Wang Meng walked in, he answered, "I'll ride on the back, put it in first gear, and pedal hard!"

This is enlightenment. Chen Zhou admired it.

After entering the store, Captain Wang quickly put away his joking expression and began to carefully inspect the kitchen that Chen Zhou had just set up.

Nodding more often than shaking one's head.

In the end, he only said one sentence:

"I'm missing a mosquito killer lamp." Chen Zhou replied, "The one that was left over in the store was so dirty that I bought another one myself, and it should arrive in the next couple of days."

Wang Meng was stunned.
"That's all, I'll head back now."

He said he was leaving, but he found a spot closest to the air conditioner and sat down.

Then, counting on his fingers, he explained to Chen Zhou what procedures were needed to open a small restaurant.

You go first.

Chen Zhou sat down opposite him and continued, "Apply for a business license first, then a food business permit."

Wang Meng had no choice but to change his words:
"If you apply online, you can save yourself one trip."

Finally, they managed to get some revenge.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou couldn't help but inquire with him:

"Don't you have any blind date potential partners who work in these departments?"

“Look at you, Master Chen,” Wang Meng said, holding up a finger.
"You have a stereotype about me. How could I have actually gone on blind dates in every industry?"

Chen Zhou thought back and realized that he was indeed prone to forming stereotypes about others.

Take Lao Zhang for example; he's a rough-looking guy with a sensitive heart.

Faced with Wang Meng's questioning, Chen Zhou apologized:
"I'm really a little embarrassed. I thought you came from all walks of life."

"Never mind, never mind," Wang Meng waved his hand.

He must have felt guilty himself.

He then asked, "But do you know why I came here this afternoon?"

"Please go ahead, sir."

Do you remember when we first met, I had a blind date?

Chen Zhou remembered. "You two had different eating habits back then, right?"

"Yes, that's right. She got engaged today and insisted that I be her witness. I was going to decline, but when I saw that we lived in the same neighborhood, I went there to have a meal first."

Chen Zhou frowned. "I take back what I just said. My stereotypes about you weren't wrong."

Wang Meng took the small bottle of sweet water from Chen Zhou and chatted about what happened at the engagement banquet.

"People were talking about your steamed buns while we were eating."

Chen Zhou asked curiously:
"How can this be related to steamed buns? The bride doesn't like them."

“She doesn’t like to eat, but there are still so many people at the table,” Wang Meng continued.
"I asked around, and wow. Seven or eight people at my table have eaten your buns. Your buns have a really wide reach."

Chen Zhou humbly replied, "My small business mainly targets customers in the nearby residential area."

Team Leader Wang didn't hold back his praise, saying, "The food tastes great, and it's clean and hygienic. All the necessary business licenses are in order. You should be the one to make this business a success."

"I will continue to strive to lead."

"They even told me while we were eating that I must go easy on you."

On Monday,
Chen Zhou's aunt and the others told him that they had already cancelled the business license.

Meanwhile, the business license that Chen Zhou applied for online has also entered the review process.

According to Team Leader Wang, it usually takes five working days to process.

After obtaining the business license, you need to apply for a food business license. After applying for this license, relevant departments will come to verify it on-site.

These are the things that Wang Meng inspected in the store yesterday.

There are a few minor details, which the two of them discussed in detail yesterday, and they expect to pass the test on the first try.

In addition, junior colleague Zhao Yilin also went to work.

Of course, she's still working at the design institute.

Before submitting her resignation, the junior colleague sent Chen Zhou several designs for the storefront using the company computer.

My junior sister is a talented person; she's created more than one style.

Simple and elegant, fashionable, retro.

Chen Zhou then created a group chat with Ms. Lin and Zhao Yilin to discuss the matter together.

Because he was going to be busy for the next few days, Chen Zhou suspended his steamed bun stall business.

(End of this chapter)