Chapter 11 (1/2)

Chapter 11: Difficult Business

Another day began with the sound of the alarm clock.

Since the Egg Fried Rice he ate last night did not count towards completing his mission, Yuan Zhou was furious, thus he decided to eat two servings for breakfast, to comfort his wounded heart.

Yuan Zhou’s mood recovered after two bowls of Egg Fried Rice entered his stomach. But the bill given by the system made his heart ache slightly.

“Morning! It seems I came just in time. Hurry up and make one Egg Fried Rice for me.” No sooner had Yuan Zhou completed his emotional sigh, did Sun Ming walked into the restaurant in big strides and sat down.

“Ok, wait a moment. It will be ready in a second.” Yuan Zhou didn’t say much. He entered the kitchen directly and begun to cook.

The tools provided by the system were indeed easy to use. Although the place was small and had even been renovated into an open kitchen, there was an absence of unpleasant smells such as oil and smoke. More precisely, there was no oil or smoke at all.

The flame from the built-in gas furnace was directed inwards. Even if one were to stand beside the furnace, the heat couldn’t be felt. Only the bubbling oil proved that it was producing heat.

The cooking pots were also easily washed. Furthermore, there were at least 10 pots of various models and sizes. Therefore, Yuan Zhou was fairly satisfied with the current kitchen.

There were also many types of spatulas and spoons. This really was an ideal place for a cook.

“Your Egg Fried Rice. Please enjoy.” Yuan Zhou carried the plate onto the table.

“I didn’t taste it carefully yesterday. Today I’m gonna enjoy this delicacy slowly.” Looking at Yuan Zhou, Sun Ming picked up the spoon and said.

“Ok. Are you going to stay after the meal?”

“No, I can’t. I have to return to the clothing store. But I will come around at noontime for lunch, with some guests.” After that, Sun Ming started to eat without waiting for Yuan Zhou’s answer.

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Sun Ming spent 1 hour just to enjoy his Egg Fried Rice. During this time, the restaurant was still empty.

Sun Ming felt quite satisfied with the meal. He put down the spoon, closed his eyes, opened them again after a while and then said with a sigh, “This is pure bliss. It’s really really delicious. You don’t need to worry about your life anymore with this culinary skill.”

“I still have plenty of room for improvement.” Yuan Zhou smiled and said. However, these words were the truth rather than modesty. After all, he had the system in his body and was aiming to be a Master Chef.

“That’s great. My meals in the future will be relying on you then.” Seeing Yuan Zhou’s serious manner, Sun Ming was looking forward to the days ahead.

“It’s not early. Let me go to my store first and come around for lunch.” When he found out it was 10:30 a.m, Sun Ming turned around and left after he paid for his meal.

“Be careful when driving. See you at noontime.”

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When the hour hand pointed towards 12, it started getting crowded outside the street. This time, Yuan Zhou hung a blackboard outside the door with “Providing Egg Fried Rice” written on it. This way, he finally managed to inform others that he was opening a restaurant.

During this time, a young man dressed in a white T-shirt and a pair of jeans came in. He popped his head in and looked about the restaurant.