Food Intelligence King

Chapter 196 Junior Sister and Wang Meng's Visit

After hearing what Xiao Gao said about the two things, Chen Zhou thought to himself that the property management company's service was a bit too good.

All I did was make some tomato soup dumplings.

They actually managed to save on their property management fees.

"You're too kind, Manager Gao," Chen Zhou said.

Gao Tianyuan was even more polite, saying, "Mr. Chen, what are you saying? Just put in a good word for us with the other merchants."

Chen Zhou was still puzzled: "I don't have that much influence. At most, I chatted with a few neighbors."

But he was indeed somewhat indebted to them, so he added to Manager Gao:

"I will definitely help promote the good aspects of your property management work, but if anyone has any opinions, I will speak to you privately."

Gao Tianyuan repeatedly agreed, saying, "That's exactly what our leader means. Whatever the issue, let's communicate first and try our best to resolve it."

"Whatever you do, don't lead a disturbance." Takamagahara didn't say the last part.

Their company had also heard some rumors that this Mr. Chen was a representative of the merchants.

A person's words carry significant weight within a small circle.

The leadership attached great importance to this and treated the community canteen with the same care as the owners' committee, offering some discounts on property fees in advance.

While Gao Tianyuan was carrying out the company's arrangements, he communicated with Chen Zhou and thought to himself: No wonder he is a person who can win the heart of Zihan's mother.

Chen Zhou talked to him.

I just felt that maybe the deputy manager really liked the tomato soup dumplings in his shop.

After listening to her husband's words, the proprietress tried to analyze the situation from a business perspective.

"Because the community canteen is doing well, they hope we can continue operating here?"

Ms. Lin had no information, which Chen Zhou found even more outrageous, but he still praised her:
"That makes sense."

As for Chen Taotao, she's even more naive.

She recently became a group leader at kindergarten, so she thinks her dad is the group leader among the uncles and aunts who own the shop.

"You could be the class monitor, Dad. Your little shoulders need to bear great responsibilities!"

Chen Zhou smiled and said, "Dad's shoulders are already quite broad."

"Then you will have even greater responsibilities."

However, this time, the information on the dining experience fell into this category, which is quite an unexpected result.

The next day, Tuesday, Comrade Wang Meng missed breakfast.

However, she received a dinner invitation from Chen Zhou.

And he was with Zhao Yilin, which made him extremely happy.

Of course, when evening came, it was the junior sister who arrived at Chen Zhou's house first.

The shop closes much earlier than Wang Meng.

After Zhao Yilin got off work, she took a nap and changed her clothes.

Chen Zhou felt that she might have dressed up a bit, at least she let her hair down.

The junior sister also brought some things with her. After greeting Ms. Lin, she chatted with Chen Taotao.

The junior sister is very familiar with this place.

After all, the eldest daughter spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with Chen Zhou's family.

But she hasn't come for a while.

After changing her shoes, the junior sister also came to the kitchen and offered to help Chen Zhou.

Eating hot pot doesn't really require much effort; it's just a matter of preparing the broth and some ingredients.

But Chen Zhou and Ms. Lin didn't stand on ceremony with her either.

Ask her to help serve the dishes later.

Before that, an important task was looking after the children.

Chen Taotao was gazing longingly at Sister Zhao.

"Let's play chess together."

The junior sister laughed and said, "I don't know how to play Go."

"Then let's stick with Gomoku." Chen Taotao didn't object.

But her chess skills have indeed improved, and she can now play evenly against opponents who are twenty years older than her.

Meanwhile, Chen Zhou was preparing the tomato soup base. The property deputy manager helped him recall the recipe.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

The visitor was the last guest, Wang Meng.

The young man came in carrying a lot of things.

His junior sister and he only exchanged glances and didn't talk much. Wang Meng then greeted Lin Yifan and Chen Taotao, who were responsible for opening the door to welcome him.

He first took out a high-quality pre-packaged meal and handed it to the hostess:

"Sister-in-law, I've heard that Brother Chen is a good cook. I'm just showing off my limited skills. This is a Cantonese soup dumpling recipe recommended by a friend. It's very easy to prepare and tastes authentic. You and Brother Chen can take a break once in a while and try some of his homemade soup."

Wang Meng's words sounded a bit strange.

But what she said really touched Ms. Lin's heart.

She did feel that her husband sometimes worked hard cooking, so besides cooking for himself, she often let Chen Zhou eat something ready-made.

This young man is quite thoughtful.

Ms. Lin smiled faintly and welcomed Wang Meng in.

"Oh dear, what else do you need to buy? It's just a simple meal at home."

Chen Taotao, who was standing next to him, also remembered Uncle Wang and received a small toy from him.

Last time at home, she said goodbye to her uncle, but this time, after truly saying goodbye, she politely said:
"Thank you uncle!"

Uncle Wang even patted my head.

Finally, there's Chef Chen, busy in the kitchen.

Wang Meng also prepared a small gift, which was neither too expensive nor too cheap, but still showed his goodwill.

"Brother Chen, I don't know much about tea either. Let's taste some together sometime."

Chen Zhou looked at the other person and the tea leaves in their hand.

He thought to himself: This is not right.

First, he doesn't drink much tea and has trouble sleeping.

Of course, that's not the key point.

The key point is that when Chen Zhou saw his wife, children, and elderly relatives receiving gifts, he suddenly remembered that when Captain Wang first came to his house, he only brought a big watermelon.

Moreover, this isn't how he usually addresses himself.

Chen Zhou said seriously:

"What's wrong with you today, Captain Wang?"

Wang Meng himself felt that Brother Chen was a bit difficult to get along with and that he might have to put in some effort.

Soon after, the hot pot ingredients were ready, and the tomato soup base was served.

The group of people began to enjoy their meal.

Enjoying a steaming hot pot while listening to a couple of dry jokes from Chef Chen.

Wang Meng finally found a familiar feeling, half cold and half hot.

I chatted with Master Chen as a friend and shared some information that he might find useful.

Wang Meng mentioned that he recently attended a meeting where the city was implementing a subsidy program for catering consumption.

Although the first batch was targeted at merchants in large shopping malls.

However, it will subsequently target broader market demands.

"This event aims to benefit consumers through government guidance and merchant collaboration, while also effectively helping catering businesses expand their customer base, increase revenue, and create a prosperous market atmosphere where supply and demand are both strong."

“Speak like a human being!” Chen Zhou interrupted him. He felt that Wang Meng was speaking in a Mandarin-like, incoherent way.

"I don't know who you learned that from."

The junior sister sensed Chen Zhou's gaze and knew it definitely wasn't her.

Because she doesn't talk like that.

So they looked to Comrade Wang Meng, hoping he could provide an answer.

Wang Meng looked at everyone at the table and scratched his head: "I've been writing too many articles. As for the catering subsidy program, I'll keep an eye on it for you later, you don't need to worry about it."

Chen Zhou smiled and placed a piece of meat on his plate: "Thank you for your trouble, Captain Wang."

"It should, it should."

Wang Meng habitually chimed in with a couple of words, but then he realized something was amiss.

Why did I work overtime for months writing this article? You, Master Chen, deserve the most credit for it.

However, the hot pot today was indeed very delicious.

Especially the tomato soup base.

Hearing that it was made by Chef Chen himself, he felt that the pre-packaged meals he brought today were a bit too much of a show for his skills.

After eating a piece of beef, Wang Meng said:

"Master Chen, your broth is excellent! How did you make it? It's so delicious, sweet and sour. I'd open another shop with it."

Chen Zhou smiled and said, "I just used some tomatoes and stir-fried them simply."

(End of this chapter)