Chapter 85 (1/2)

Chapter 85: Jin’ling Cuisine

The alarm rang on time. Yuan Zhou got up immediately and finished washing up with his eyes closed before returning to his bedroom and changing his clothes.

“Dong Dong Dong”, Yuan Zhou walked downstairs and raised his head, looking towards the green plants unconsciously, which remained green and fresh, without the slightest change. Speaking of which, Yuan Zhou hadn’t looked at them carefully. Therefore, as he thought that, he walked over there and pressed on a white inconspicuous button at the left side.

The board that had appeared the night earlier turned up instantly again. Yuan Zhou stepped onto it and opened the glass enclosure. Then a blast of delicate fragrance instantly came out, along with the dark green color, which made Yuan Zhou feel relaxed.

Under the water channel was the incomparably clear water. It seemed to be still circulating rather than stagnant water. Upon closer inspection, he saw, on the other side of the water channel, a white water pipe. It was much thinner than an ordinary one and quite inconspicuous if one did not observe carefully.

The greens were lined up in perfect rows, their height and thickness being basically similar to each other and each of them standing upright in the water. There were three rows in all, separated exactly by the same distance. The white roots of the green plants in the water grew separately, without getting entangled with one another.

After watching their growth, Yuan Zhou closed the glass enclosure and got off from the board which automatically folded back to its original place.

He looked at the clock in the main hall. It was 7:15 a.m. thus he decided to cook the Soup Dumplings. This way he would get breakfast and it would also be more convenient.

He then took out the flour and started to knead the dough. The proverb “Practice makes perfect” applied to Yuan Zhou quite well. From what he could recall, his skill of kneading dough had always been rapidly improving. The three necessities of the kneading skill (in which the hands, dough, and basin were all clean) were merely the primary stage. Currently, the dough that kneaded by Yuan Zhou had a better plumpness now, looking shinier and more elastic.

While waiting for the dough to be fermented, Yuan Zhou chopped up the meat stuffing and diced the frozen pigskin kept in the refrigerator.

With a few minutes left, Yuan Zhou pulled off his mask and went to open the door, finding, as expected, Mu Xiaoyun already waiting while standing outside.

“Finished your breakfast?” Yuan Zhou was rarely in a good mood; thus he asked with an unsmiling face.

“Yes, I did.” Mu Xiaoyun nodded joyfully.

“Good. I will eat my breakfast shortly,” Yuan Zhou nodded and said.

“Eh…” Mu Xiaoyun first spluttered at Yuan Zhou’s reply before asking curiously.

“Boss, do you always speak that way?”

“What’s the problem?” Yuan Zhou had a doubt in his voice.

Mu Xiaoyun looked carefully at Yuan Zhou’s face and realized he still maintained his solemn and reserved expression as if he hadn’t understood the problem.

“Boss, the way you talk always makes people speechless.” After thinking for a while, she mustered her courage and spoke out her thoughts.

“Oh. I’m going to eat breakfast now.” Yuan Zhou did not give an answer that matched the question.

“Ok. Then I won’t disturb Boss.” Mu Xiaoyun obediently took up a dust cloth, which was merely for decoration purposes, and began to wipe the tables and chairs. This was the work the little loli had actually demanded on her own initiative.

Of course, Mu Xiaoyun did this after her brother instructed her. There wasn’t any waiters or waitresses who didn’t clean up restaurants; therefore the little loli specially applied for a dust cloth to clean the tables and chairs the next day.

This cloth was a white towel that Yuan Zhou specifically went to buy from a grocery store. It was of medium quality, worth 10 RMB per piece. The quality was of average level but sufficient to be used for wiping the tables. Once it was gotten into her hands, Mu Xiaoyun immediately set out to work.

However, when Mu Xiaoyun wet the towel in a small basin and began to clean, she found that the restaurant was unbelievably clean.

Even the bottom of the table was spotless. Even after Mu Xiaoyun had wiped everything she could reach throughout the restaurant, the white towel was still white, without any change in the color at all. However, there were still some changes to it.

The average-quality towel was not like before anymore. After being washed again, though the white color still remained unchanged, the towel, nevertheless, had begun to shed wool. This was the defect of cotton blended with fibers.

Mu Xiaoyun merely wiped the restaurant randomly during the cleaning as she didn’t want to drool in face of the Soup Dumplings cooked by Yuan Zhou.

Even so, when Yuan Zhou poked a hole on the Soup Dumpling to pour the vinegar, the scent was fully inhaled by Mu Xiaoyun’s nose.