Chapter 340 (2/2)
Such odd questions made Yuan Zhou quite speechless. Broth was merely a dog. What did it have anything to do with him whether it was good or not?
Therefore, in most cases, Yuan Zhou would rather stay in the kitchen whenever he saw them come. He just left the main hall to Zhou Jia alone.
Occasionally, he could hear them discuss something that he didn’t understand.
The two girls discussed heatedly and happily.
Long after that, Yuan Zhou got to know there was a group of girls called Fujoshi, who acted similar to the two girls.
Of course, Yuan Zhou still didn’t understand why the two girls liked to ask about Broth and him so much.
After the business time ended, Yuan Zhou shut the door and directly went upstairs, preparing to read for a while.
This was the mission from which he managed to get an extra reward. Yuan Zhou was fairly active on that. As for the main mission, Yuan Zhou hadn’t got any clue about it temporarily. He might be able to think of one as time went by.
Seated on the chair, Yuan Zhou took the book with one hand and a can of walnut milk with the other, preparing the open it with one hand.
“A man who can open the can with one single hand is said to be Prince Charming.” Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of a sentence on Meng Meng’s microblog. Inspired by that, he prepared to open the can with one hand.
He clasped the pull ring of the can neatly with the finger and the can body with the remaining fingers. Then he pulled the ring forcibly and the can was opened after a sound of “Pa”.
“As expected, I’m the Prince Charming.” Yuan Zhou looked at the walnut milk in the hand contentedly.
Yuan Zhou was fully satisfied with every aspect of himself. However, Li Li was quite different, as he was reading the suggestion form in his hand.
On the first page, it was Su Yuesheng’s suggestion, “If it’s the Lion’s Head, it’s really not bad.”
“Don’t you know what dishes you have ordered?” Li Li knitted his brows and said discontentedly.
Right following that was Su Mu’s suggestion, “It was originally good. After all, they are all meatballs. However, once they are dipped in sauce, they severely affect my appetite.”
Opinion first and then was the suggestion, “I suggest the head chef learn something from Boss Yuan.”
“That flashy method?” There was full of sarcasm in Li Li’s tone.
After that, however, there were all suggestions about the Swedish Meatball apart from some favorable comments.
Similar to the first time, there appeared a severe difference in opinions.
What appeared most therein were the two words of Boss Yuan.
“Is there really a problem?” Li Li was a little puzzled. He leaned against the chair support and began to consider carefully.
He thought back of the plate presentation and taste when he ate the meatball.
In an instant of inspiration, Li Li grasped the answer to that question.
“Is it because of the sauce?” Li Li stood up immediately.
Ha paced back and forth and patted on the suggestion form on the table, shouting, “Yuan Zhou, you set me up.”
Yes. Li Li instantly understood the meaning of the mechanism that Yuan Zhou designed.
When the meatball was dipped into the thick sauce, the fruit particles would be attached on it and also the bright red sauce. From the appearance, it really wouldn’t give people a good appetite.
The matter itself wasn’t so serious. After all, most customers cared little about that. What they cared more was the good taste and pretty shape rather than the trifles.
As a perfectionist, however, Yuan Zhou wasn’t able to bear the flaws. He managed to negotiate with the system and make such an intricate mechanism. This idea came from the Yuanyang Pot in ancient times.
Yuan Zhou perfectly solved the aesthetic problem of the meatball with sauce while Li Li didn’t even find the problem.
Having made comparisons between Yuan Zhou’s meatball and Li Li’s, those who didn’t mind nor find the problem all found the aesthetic problem of the dipping sauce.
As the saying goes, if the pearls and jades came prior, what came after was either the dazzling diamond or something much more inferior.
Tragically, Li Li’s meatball became the inferior one by comparison.
This story told us that one had to be humble and modest. Otherwise, one would be struck by lightning.