Food Intelligence King

Chapter 96 Custom-made Crab Roe Soup Dumplings, The Go-Playing Customer is Coming!

After two more days of observation, Chen Taotao's health returned to normal, and her appetite improved significantly. This was true for both the meals Chen Zhou prepared and the vegetable salad Lin Yifan made today.

They all ate with great relish.

As for Ms. Lin's cooking, it's actually not bad once you get used to it.

Following his wife's example, Chen Zhou also gave her a half-review.

At home, usually one person cooks and the other cleans up.

Chen Zhou just installed a dishwasher at home a couple of days ago, so there's less housework to do.

After making some money, besides using it in the store, I also need to improve the quality of life at home.

Actually, things were fine before.

I don't think a dishwasher is necessary because we don't have many dishes or utensils at home.

But now that Chen Zhou's cooking skills have improved, he's more willing to put together culinary projects at home, using plates for chopping and preparing vegetables, and ensuring there are used dishes and utensils after meals. Installing a dishwasher would really allow him to put that to good use.

After coming out of the kitchen, Chen Zhou sighed, "We didn't need air conditioning this year; the weather is much cooler."

"Yes." Ms. Lin nodded.

She could feel a cool breeze, and the weather was no longer so muggy. Summer was finally over.

"If we install air conditioning in the kitchen, it will be cheaper in winter."

Lin Yifan has recently seen her husband sweating profusely in the kitchen, and she feels that installing air conditioning is very necessary.

The couple chatted briefly about the changing seasons.

At this moment, Chen Taotao also came over to join in the fun, talking about her new discovery in the new season: "Dad, have you seen the sun on the windowsill?"

"What's wrong, girl?"

"You can see the sun in the morning."

Chen Zhou smiled: "How novel! You can see your Uncle Sun every day except when it's cloudy or rainy."

“Not this one,” Chen Taotao shook her head, pulled Chen Zhou to the balcony, squatted down and drew a couple of lines on the ground with her little hands, “In the morning, the sun is here!”

Chen Zhou understood what she meant.

The sunlight can now shine into the balcony in the morning.

The old man hadn't completely forgotten his geography, but Chen Taotao might not have been able to understand it, so Chen Zhou gave her a simple explanation:
"After summer, the sunlight that streams in will grow longer and longer. After winter, it will gradually shorten. By spring, you will be a year older."

"Then I can go to elementary school?"

"Yes, you'll be a primary school student next year."

Chen Taotao became excited after hearing this.

Who knows what's going on in that little head of theirs? Maybe they all looked forward to growing up when they were little.

To be fair, Ms. Lin was indeed unable to give birth to her daughter at the end of June or the beginning of July, mainly because it was beyond her control.

Chen Taotao was excited that she was about to become a big girl, and she asked her parents again if she could move to the small bedroom.

This time, the couple didn't stop her.

Bedtime story, leave the door open, turn off the lights.

This time the little girl was alright; she didn't cry or make a fuss.

When Chen Zhou and his wife returned to their bedroom, they felt a little empty.

The two started chatting casually.

Chen Zhou talked about recent events at the store, such as the new equipment, but the conversation eventually turned to Chen Taotao.

Ms. Lin mentioned the news she had recently heard about learning Go.

Her colleague, Sister Hou, had a child who previously learned Go. The child studied under a disciple of a master, which cost a considerable amount of money.

But the child didn't learn anything.

Sister Hou meant that she suggested not rushing to invest too much in the child.

He recommended his child's senior to Lin Yifan.

Although that senior brother didn't achieve much and was only at an amateur level, Chen Taotao could still be considered a disciple or grand-disciple of the master by following him.

The price is much cheaper, of course, because their main focus is on promoting traditional culture and cultivating hobbies.

Ms. Lin was quite interested.

"One lesson a week costs two hundred yuan. It's fine for getting started, but if Tao Tao is really interested and talented, then we can find that master's apprentice."

Chen Zhou's store income has been quite good recently.

Moreover, my wife's advice is always prudent.

Although he didn't have high expectations for Tao Tao, he agreed with Ms. Lin's statement.

It's inevitable that I'll mutter a few complaints to myself:

This feels like a self-production and self-consumption model—teachers train students, the students then become teachers, and then train new students.

However, Grandpa Yu's crabs will arrive tomorrow. When his Go-playing friend comes over the day after, I can ask him about them. After talking about the little girl...
The couple then chatted about the young women working in the shop.

“I asked Yilin, and she said she didn’t have any thoughts about dating.”

Chen Zhou personally speculated that his junior sister might be hesitant about marriage due to her family situation.

Ms. Lin did think about it, but her evaluation remained the same old one:
"This is fine too."

Chen Zhou: "Couldn't you have said something else?"

"I think that would be fine too?"

Ms. Lin also learned some corny jokes from her husband.

She then explained, "Whether to get married or not is a personal choice. There's no right or wrong answer; some people might regret it."

Chen Zhou nodded.

There's an old saying that goes: those outside want to get in, and those inside want to get out.

The couple had a good relationship with their junior colleague, but they felt it wasn't their place to pressure her into marriage. They respected each other's current choices.

Then Chen Zhou asked:

"You haven't regretted it, have you?"

Ms. Lin took her husband's hand and said, "No, it won't happen."

The next day, Saturday.

After Chen Zhou got up, his wife slept in this room and his child slept in that room.

He went to the living room by himself and waited with Chen Facai for the intelligence to be updated.

Because Grandpa Yu's hairy crabs will be delivered today, he has no plans to go out.

This time, Chen Zhou also provided the targeted intelligence to the diner who wanted to eat crab roe soup dumplings.

As for why we didn't ask Grandpa Yu for clarification?

The old man also wanted to give his long-lost friends a surprise.

Chen Zhou understood his thoughts.

Moreover, in addition to leaving extra crabs for Chen Zhou, Grandpa Yu also gave him a red envelope as a reward for his hard work.

Grandpa Yu was not short of money, so Chen Zhou naturally didn't mince words.

The two of them had a great time.

Chen Zhou was determined to get this done.

Moreover, I've accumulated quite a few points, 9210.5, and there's no interest in keeping them.

Without Ms. Lin, it wouldn't even be possible to make a complete set.

At 7:30, the intelligence was updated.

[Food News]: Daifuku Supermarket is having a special offer on eggs, with a limit of two catties per person. The promotion starts today.

A small supermarket near my home.

But the information flashed by almost instantly before turning gray.

Chen Zhou estimated that the situation on the scene would be very intense.

After that--

[Customer Update (Targeted)]: Tomorrow, Grandpa Yu will be bringing his friends to your shop. You will receive a personalized recipe for crab roe soup dumplings.

This is what Chen Zhou is focusing on.

He glanced at it briefly.

It's largely the same approach that Brother He Qiang shared before.

However, due to personal preferences and tastes, the crab roe soup dumplings made this time were much larger.

Perhaps this auntie finds it too troublesome to eat one by one and prefers to eat it all at once.

He probably has a very straightforward personality.

Chen Zhou had previously made a version of soup dumplings with sea crab, the difficulty of which lay in peeling the crab. This time, he replaced the sea crab with hairy crab, although it was still a bit more troublesome.

However, Chen Zhou's food preparation skills have improved considerably since then.

With specific information about the diners' preferences, Chen Zhou was confident that he could provide Grandpa Yu's friend with a satisfying meal of steamed buns.

The last piece of intelligence—

[Market News]: The neighborhood committee will hold a garbage sorting knowledge competition on Sunday. The first prize is a bottle of cooking oil. The question bank can be found online at http://xxx.

The information was randomly updated. Chen Zhou did indeed go to the market to buy oil yesterday.

There's nothing urgent that needs to be done.

These next two days I can focus on preparing the custom-made crab roe soup dumplings.

(End of this chapter)