Chapter 951 - Proper Business (2/2)

When they found the reporter no longer chartered to disturb Yuan Zhou, other customers also stopped to eat the delicacies in front of them. They didn’t that much time to spend on this person.

However, Zhou Jia also served up his dishes at that time.

“Fried Rice Cake of 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine. The cream-color candy is for whetting your appetite while the ginger candy for removing bad breath,” Zhou Jia put down the tray and said.

The Welcoming Set Meal just included two candies, a cup of water, and a facial tissue. Two golden yellow rice cakes were laid out on the plate in the center.

“Is this the so-called Welcoming Set Meal worth 20RMB?” The reporter felt discontent in his heart.

In his eyes, it was simply an open robbery to sell two candies that appeared to be no more than 1RMB and a cup of water at 20RMB.

“Tsk-tsk. It turns out to be so expensive.” The reporter took out a camera from his bag and took a photo of the Welcoming Set Meal.

The function of this photo was self-evident.

“Let me taste the so-called appetizing candy.” The reporter picked up the candy wrapped in the cream-color candy paper, peeled it, and took a look at it.

The appetizing candy wasn’t big. It was approximately as big as a faba bean. Its surface was milky white. If one looked carefully, one could even find some places glittering just like the starlight. So beautiful!

“It’s indeed very beautiful, but even so, it isn’t worth 20RMB,” the reporter muttered to himself and then ate up the candy.

As soon as the candy entered his mouth, the slight sweetness immediately pervaded his mouth. Then, the reporter felt a burst of refreshing and sweet taste in the throat.

The candy melted quickly. When the sweetness was almost gone, an extremely sour taste immediately passed to his throat from the tip of the tongue. And that straightforwardly resulted in the secretion of saliva.

“I feel hungrier.” The reporter couldn’t help swallowing his own saliva.

The reporter could no longer stand the temptation when he lowered his head and looked at the golden yellow crisp rice cake, which was emitting the intrinsic fragrance of rice grains and oil fragrance. Therefore, he directly took up the chopsticks and began to pick one up.

The rice cake was made into a round shape by Yuan Zhou. And due to his worsening obsessive-compulsive disorder, the round shape was very clear and neat, as if drawn with a real compass.

“Ka Ca.” The reporter bit a semi-circle gap on the rice cake.

There was nothing on the rice cake. It was golden yellow and about one-finger-width thick. After biting it open, he could clearly see the frozen white rice grains inside.

“Ka Ca Ka Ca.” The rice cake made a clear and melodious sound in his mouth.

The outer surface was fried into a golden yellow color and thus became brown and crisp. As it had been squeezed and pulverize before being fried, he could only feel the sensation while eating it.

Everytime he chewed it, the pulverized rice grains emitted clear and melodious sound and meanwhile, there was a blast of scorching aroma filling his mouth.

“Well, it’s yummy.” The reporter couldn’t help speeding up chewing it.

Suddenly, he bit the center of the rice cake. The rice grains there were soft and free from any oil, thus it tasted quite refreshing. Besides, it also carried the intrinsic fragrance of rice grains.

And because it had been pulverized, it also had a sticky feeling in the mouth. The mouthfeel was totally different from that of the brown and crisp surface outside.

“Ka Ca.” The reporter bit it again and began to chew it.

However, he felt a slight saltiness this time. Just inside the smooth and soft rice grains in the center, there was slightly salty taste. As a result, the greasy feeling of being fried in oil was completely neutralized.

As it was slightly salty, it made people want to eat more as they ate it. In just a little while, the reporter

“How delicious!” The reporter sighed with emotion while savoring the aftertaste. When he opened his eyes and saw the plain boiled water, he picked up the cup and drank it up.

“Even the water reminds me of the well water in my childhood. It’s so sweet.” The reporter put down the cup.

There was only an after-meal candy left on the table by then. Holding the candy in his hand, the reporter was reluctant to eat it anymore.

As for his ideas on how to dig traps in order to catch Yuan Zhou, he couldn’t think of any at all. What he was thinking inwardly right now was how many times he could eat in Yuan Zhou’s restaurant with his money available.

The reporter didn’t come over here for nothing. Actually, somebody else paid him to come here.