Gourmet Food Supplier

Since Yuanzhou has a kitchen shop, and slowly understands the meaning of the chef and the fun of it, he has great requirements for the concept of punctuality.

For example, the former Yuanzhou would go to bed, oversleep and could not open the door. From evaluating other people's food, it was not good to eat, but asked their own diners to finish eating.

But now Yuanzhou has slowly and rigorously said that when the door is opened, the time will be opened. In special circumstances, the door will not be filled.

And now Yuanzhou eats in the store or evaluates other people's meals outside, even if he doesn't have an appetite, he will eat it.

Yuanzhou is such a little progress, not only the progress, but also the progress of his cooking.

Now Yuanzhou has the style and mastery of the master.

Just like now, Yuanzhou just promised Yin Ya to go downstairs in seven minutes. When he went to Yin Ya, it was just seven minutes, not more than one second.

"It’s just seven minutes, no more." Yuanzhou said seriously in front of Yin Ya.

"It is just right." Yin Ya nodded.

"The gift I brought down." Yuanzhou continued.

"Okay, what about the gift?" Yin Ya smiled and looked around Yuanzhou.

And Yuanzhou has nothing in his hands.

"Here." said Yuanzhou reaching out and starting to carry the sleeves.

After taking a shower in Yuanzhou, he changed his Chinese clothes, which he wore during his usual work. The cuffs and hem were embroidered with Hanfu uniforms.

Yuanzhou took out a small purse, and the embroidered on it was also a lotus flower, but this lotus flower is ink-colored and looks very beautiful.

The overall purse is light green, and the embroidered ink is in a semi-open state. It can faintly see the pale yellow flower inside, and the edge of the purse is surrounded by a white embroidery thread.

The whole purse looks exquisite and special, and Yin Ya likes it a bit.

"Is this?" Yin Ya was curious.

"Well, inside." Yuanzhou Road.

Looking at the bulging purse, Yin Ya smiled.

"What's inside? What?" Yin Ya asked directly, very curious to see Yuanzhou pumping the purse.

"It’s all here." Yuanzhou directly took a stack of colorful flowers from the purse and handed it directly to Yin Ya.

"That's all, I have been neatly organized." Yuanzhou Road.

Indeed, Yuanzhou said that it is right, this stack of colorful papers is neatly arranged according to the size.

Yin Ya looked at what Yuanzhou had handed over to him. He had not spoken for a long time.

Until Yuanzhou said: "You don't like it?"

Yin Ya took a deep breath without a trace: "What is this?"

"This is the Vietnamese Dong, the coin in Vietnam." Yuanzhou replied honestly.

"I know this is the Vietnamese Dong. I mean, what do you give me this?" Yin Ya patiently said.

"This is a gift." Yuanzhou Road.

"Gift?" Yin Ya was surprised.

"Yes, the gift, I brought it back to Vietnam, not the bank." Yuanzhou stressed it again.

"So why is the Vietnamese Dong." Yin Ya heartless help, the face continued to ask.

"Vietnamese food is not delicious, I don't like it, it doesn't suit your taste. Other crafts are not good, the workmanship is rough, and the paint is not good." Yuanzhou began to explain.

"And you should not like wood, so bring this, this is the local Vietnamese shield." Yuanzhou Road.

"Then you really care about it." Yin Ya said with a weak voice.

"I have seriously considered it." Yuanzhou nodded.

"Okay, thank you for your Vietnamese Dong." Yin Ya took the tooth.

"You're welcome." Yuanzhou said seriously, after a while, he said: "In fact, I can bring you Francs next time."

Yin Ya couldn't help but bite the back molars and said: "This is no longer necessary."

After a while, Yin Ya felt that she refused too much, and added: "I have a franc at home."

"Okay." Yuanzhou nodded, thinking that he didn't know what currency Germany used. Maybe Yinya didn't, you can take it with you.

"Well, don't bother you, time is not early, you should be ready to open the store, I will go back first." Yin Ya waved the Vietnamese shield and waved.

"You don't leave breakfast?" Yuanzhou Road.

"No, I have to go back and prepare to go to work." Yin Ya turned and waved back to Yuanzhou.

No way, without facing the words of Yuanzhou, Yin Ya could not help but hold a thick stack of Vietnamese shields on the face of Yuanzhou.

"I have dinner for a few days, is it a new dish, are you coming?" Yuanzhou stunned Yin Ya and did not go far, suddenly.

“New dishes?” Yin Ya asked back.

"New dishes are the type you like." Yuanzhou is sure.

"Okay, when you call me." Yin Ya smiled.

Yuanzhou nodded: "Good."

"Goodbye." Yin Ya waved again, and this quickly walked out of the back alley.

Looking at Yin Ya went to the invisible position, Yuanzhou squatted down to the soup: "The money I picked for a long time, each variety is a serial number, she should like it."

The response of the noodle soup was no reaction, and continued to lick the back neck of his wife.

After Yuanzhou finished speaking, he stood up and confidently returned to the store.

On the other side, Yin Ya also quickly discovered the serial number.

Yin Ya walked out of the alley and looked at the Vietnamese Dong in her hand.

"I really want to come out, bring a gift with a Vietnamese dong back." Yin Ya looked at the colorful coins, very helpless.

"Forget it, it is also the first active gift." Yin Ya subconsciously ignored the fact that she let Yuanzhou bring.

"It’s not bad to take it back." Yin Ya is preparing to stuff it directly into the inner pocket of the handbag.

At this time, Yin Ya found that the numbers of the coins seemed to be the same: "They are still serial numbers."

Said, Yin Ya is not in a hurry to put money, took all the Vietnamese dong out and looked at it, and found that each face value is a serial number.

"Just Yuanzhou said that it was not a bank change? That is his own change from someone else's hand? That really used the heart." Yin Ya heart is sour and soft, some happy and somewhat helpless.

Isn't it, go to a strange place to change the number of coins, each of the ten denominations are still numbered, and not to go to the bank for change, you can imagine the difficulty.

This Yuanzhou, you said that he did not care, I thought it was really ulterior.

"This is really..." Yin Ya smiled with a Vietnamese Dong.

"I feel a little hungry, just go to work after breakfast." Yin Ya mouth with a smile.

"I don't know what breakfast is in Yuanzhou this morning." Yin Ya turned and went to the Yuanzhou store.

Of course, Yuanya’s psychological activities, Yuanzhou, do not know, he is seriously preparing for today’s breakfast.

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