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"The two paintings hanging on the ceiling of the shop,'people passing by a small shop' and 'this is life', are they your works?" Zong mo said.

"Of course I am." Wu Hai's tone was full of pride. The pride was not because he had drawn such an outstanding painting, but because he had pasted the painting on Yuan Zhou's restaurant.

"I'm just asking Mr. Wu how did you give the painting to boss Yuan?" "It's because I wanted to give two antique trinkets to boss Yuan just now to put in the restaurant, but I was rejected,"Zong mo replied.

"Antique trinkets? How much is it?" Wu Hai asked.

"It's not worth much, only a few hundred thousand. " Zong mo said.

"A few hundred thousand is indeed not worth much." Wu Hai nodded and said,"compass will never take advantage of others. He won't even accept things that are worth tens of Yuan, let alone hundreds of thousands."

"Although I don't pay much attention to the painting world, as far as I know, the auction price of Mr. Wu's works should be more than seven figures, much more expensive than the items I gave you." Zong Mo's words implied that he had accepted the more precious ones.

"Can you even compare to me? What's the relationship between Yuan Zhou and me? we've been through thick and thin together. No matter how expensive my gift is, Yuan Zhou will definitely accept it. " When Wu Hai said that, he was quite smug.

When the flat-headed customer who was passing by heard their conversation, he instantly had a toothache. He had the urge to hit someone as he could not control his hand.

What do you mean by a few hundred thousand Yuan is indeed not worth much? F * ck, are you two talking about Japanese dollars?

Even if it was Jaban, a few hundred thousand Jaban was still a large sum of money.

But when the flat-headed diner heard the latter part, he knew that the opportunity for revenge had come.

"I heard that the two paintings on the ceiling of the restaurant were hung up by someone forcefully. Boss Yuan didn't want them, but in the end, he couldn't change his mind." The flat-headed diner specifically emphasized the words "ceiling", and his intention was also very obvious.

"What do you mean by hanging it by force? boss Yuan will be so happy to hang up my painting." Wu Hai didn't feel embarrassed at all after his lie was exposed. Instead, he patted Zong mo and said, "Don't be discouraged, you can do it in a few years. "

After forcefully acting cool, what was the awkwardness?

"There's such an amazing operation?" Zong mo was a little shocked.

After Wu Hai went upstairs, Zong mo came back to his senses and hurriedly asked the flat-headed foodie about the specific operation method of Wu Hai.

The flat-headed diner said everything in detail and asked one last question.

"Actually, I've been wanting to ask you about that for a long time. What's the point of placing the dishes in boss Yuan's restaurant? Why do they all want to do this?" The flat-headed diner didn't say anything. They were all things that cost hundreds of thousands of Yuan. Didn't he feel bad giving them away like this?

"I don't know why Mr. Wu did that, but I think the value of an antique is its own historical significance. And I think it can better reflect its own significance if it is placed in Yuan Zhou's restaurant than in an antique store." Zong mo replied.

The flat-headed customer didn't understand. From Zong Mo's answer, he only understood one thing-he had too much money to burn!

In order to repay him, Zong mo invited the flat-headed diner to Yuan Zhou's restaurant for dinner the next day.

At the other side, Cheng Cheng found Yuan Zhou.

"Master's husband, when will my dad finish his apprenticeship?" Cheng Yu asked.

Yuan Zhou thought of master Cheng's current culinary skills and answered,""He should be here soon."

"Ah," he said. Cheng Cheng called out when he heard this.

Yuan Zhou looked at Cheng Han with puzzlement. Cheng Han sorted out his emotions and then answered,""My father said that he hopes to study under Grandmaster for two more years. He still has many shortcomings, so he doesn't want to finish his apprenticeship so soon."

"Grandmaster, do you want to think about it again? my dad said that his skills are still far from master 's. If he wants to master his skills, he has to at least have 70% of master's skills." After saying that, Cheng Cheng looked at Yuan Zhou with his eyes, waiting for his answer.

70% of the master's skills, didn't that mean that he would never be able to graduate from the master's craft? Yuan Zhou sank into deep thought. That wouldn't do. If he did that, he wouldn't be able to complete the mission of becoming a master.

However, since his apprentice already had such a high level of self-awareness, Yuan Zhou, as the master, couldn't refuse her.

"I know." Yuan Zhou answered. Meanwhile, he was thinking about how to give master Cheng a sudden special training.

Cheng Cheng thought his words had been delivered and Yuan Zhou had understood his apprentice's mood. Therefore, he skipped back.

Then, Yuan Zhou went upstairs and prepared to make a set of cooking practice plan for master Cheng. However, no matter how he made it, he was still not satisfied.

After all, there were no shortcuts in cooking. There was only continuous practice and accumulation.

He put this matter aside for the time being and went back downstairs to continue studying the book "the ox King."

Speaking of steak, it looked simple, but there were really many ways to cook it. Yuan Zhou was still working on it.

His goal was for foreigners to eat the most delicious steak in China, Chengdu and Yuan Zhou's restaurant.

"By the way, isn't there a famous steak competition overseas? should we get first place? I don't think any chef in China has ever won first place."

On second thought, Yuan Zhou felt that it was really troublesome to go abroad to participate in the competition. It was better to eat everything thoroughly first.

While Yuan Zhou was studying earnestly at the door of the house, it was also bustling outside. The disobedient child made an appointment with the gang bosses of several primary schools nearby to meet at the intersection of Taoxi road.

If you asked where there was a gang leader in an elementary school, anyone who would ask this question would have never been to kindergarten. Even a kindergarten had a gang leader.

"Help me sell the notes to people from your school. I'll give you five cents for every copy sold. Think about it, if you sell ten copies, it'll be five Yuan. There are hundreds of people in your school, and half of them are buying. That means you can make tens of Yuan with just a few words." The devilish brat said.

When the few elementary school bosses heard this, they thought that it was true.

"Isn't 50 cents for each serving too little?" One of them raised an objection.

"It's like this. I'm not the one who wrote these things, so I'm not the manufacturer. I can only be considered a distributor, and you're the agent." "Do you know the difference between distributors?" the devilish child asked.

The gang leaders shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

"The distributors have the rights to the products, and they only need to buy things and transfer them to the Commission." The devilish brat said,"that's why I still have to ensure that these notes won't be leaked out in other ways. I also have to distribute the money to the top students who took these notes. But you can make money by just moving your mouth. How easy do you think that is?"

Although they didn't know what he was saying, they felt that he was very powerful, so they nodded in agreement.

After reaching an agreement, the crowd dispersed.

The devilish brat mumbled to himself."If I throw in the cost and Commission, I'll earn four Yuan for each book. These six schools should have a market of 1000 books. Then, I can earn 4000 Yuan."

"In order to appease the people, I'm going to take out 10 yuan and 50 cents to treat each of the top students to a Cornetto. Brother Wang Hong was the one who helped me contact the publishing house, and they'll give me a discount. It's also because of brother Wang Hong, so I should also treat you to a meal."

"I'll just treat you to the clear broth noodle soup, so I can earn 3721.50 yuan. " The devilish brat muttered as he calculated.

When the devilish brat passed by the restaurant, he saw Yuan Zhou thinking about something and asked casually,""What are you thinking about, uncle Yuan Zhou?"

"I'm thinking about how to make people improve quickly. I mean how to make people go from 0 to 70, No... Forget it, it's nothing. " Yuan Zhou answered casually and then found that he couldn't understand it no matter how he explained. Finally, when he found it was a naughty kid who asked him, he could only add another sentence. However, he still couldn't find the right language to explain it clearly.

Whoever knew that the devilish brat actually understood!

"I know. Uncle Yuan Zhou, you want to improve a certain aspect quickly, but the conventional way of improving it can't do that." "So uncle Yuan Zhou, you can try the method our teacher used," the devilish brat said.

"When the leaders come for an inspection, the teachers will tell us the answers to the questions in advance. Then, more people will raise their hands when they ask questions." The devilish brat said,"so it doesn't have to be all of them. It's fine as long as you can reach the target in one aspect or at a certain time."

Yuan Zhou was suddenly enlightened. That's right. It wasn't necessary for master Cheng's culinary skills to reach 70% of his total culinary skills. There was still hope for Guang Chuan cuisine or Guang Rong sect's Sichuan cuisine to reach the seventh level of his culinary skills.

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