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Chapter 194: People with high emotional intelligence (seeking a monthly ticket)

On May 1st, Xu Qiao and Zhou Yansheng went to the airport to pick up Zhou Xianhua.

On the way, Zhou Yansheng and Xu Qiao reminded: "When I see my little grandfather, don't mention Yiyi's doing the mission, and don't mention Yiyi's side at Lao Liu."

Xu Qiao was a little puzzled: "What if Yiyi and Dr. Liu come over and let the master meet you?"

Zhou Yansheng cut and said, "The capital is so big, how easy is it to meet? Then the young grandfather lives in my house in the west of Beijing. Mai Yiyi and Liu Jingchi are not clear now. When my young grandfather sees it, they will definitely let the two get married and get their marriage certificate immediately!"

Xu Qiao: "..."

The old man’s brilliant brain circuit is not something they can understand.

The weather is sunny and the plane arrives in time.

Xu Qiao stood at the pick-up entrance and watched Zhou Xianhua push out the luggage cart. She hadn't seen her for a few months. She felt that the old man had gained weight again, with a round face and a smile, like a Maitreya Buddha.

She was wearing a red long-sleeved T-sleeved, white pants, and a playful melon-skin hat on her head.

He is energetic and has a happy expression.

Seeing Xu Qiao and Zhou Yansheng, Zhou Xianhua accelerated his pace and the smile on his face became deeper: "Yan Sheng, little apprentice, thank you for your hard work."

Zhou Yansheng went over and was busy pushing his luggage: "If I don't come, you may be able to arrange me, so I don't dare to say it's hard. I will have to follow my young grandfather to make a fortune in the future."

Zhou Xianhua laughed and scolded Zhou Yansheng, and chatted with Xu Qiao: "I wanted to come here a few days ago, but the weather in Beijing was cold and hot in April. Yan was afraid that my old bones would not be able to stand it. I heard that the store was renovated? Do you think? I can't believe this kid."

"Extremely good, whether it's the address or the decoration style."

Zhou Xianhua nodded: "I believe it when you say it, it looks more reliable than that boy Zhou Yansheng."

After getting in the car, Zhou Yansheng drove Zhou Xianhua to his house in western Beijing.

Zhou Xianhua asked Mai Yiyi about it as usual: "I don't know if your aunt has time recently? Can I go to the army to see her? I asked, "What kind of team leader they are very powerful and are not merciless in coaching people. Our Yiyi is a pretty little girl, what if she can't stand it?"

Zhou Yansheng and Xu Qiao were silent at the same time.

What is the old man’s misunderstanding of the word “delicious”?

After leaving the airport expressway, Xu Qiao saw that Zhou Xianhua was still in good spirits and finally couldn't help asking: "Master, do you know what seasonings can restore a person's sense of taste?"

When Zhou Xianhua heard this, he was stunned for a moment, turned from the co-pilot to look at Xu Qiao in the back row: "Who has no sense of taste? Congenital or acquired?"

Zhou Yansheng helped answer: "A friend of mine, a firefighter. I lost my sense of taste after an accident. The psychologist believes it is a psychological effect."

Zhou Xianhua was silent for a while and murmured: "Firefighter? Firefighter? Losing his sense of taste? Although I am not a doctor, this statement is inaccurate. Psychological and physiological diseases are not divided. But if you want to talk about spices that specifically awaken the taste, there is no."

Xu Qiaoxin sank, and then Zhou Xianhua continued: "But, you can mix spices."

"The five flavors in the world are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty. The tip of the tongue feels sweet, the tip of the tongue feels salty on both sides of the tongue, and the sides of the tongue feels sour. The root of the tongue feels bitter. But the spicy taste does not have a special sensing area. People who cook rarely eat particularly spicy things. Do you know why?"

"Because spicy food will be reflected on the entire tongue. If you eat too spicy food, it will destroy the sensitivity to the tongue's taste and become numb over time. So if you want people who lose their taste to restore their taste, you must start with the root of the tongue."

Xu Qiao was stunned: "Terror?"

Zhou Xianhua laughed: "It's not just about enduring hardships. I have two prescriptions here, which were reported from the palace. I will write it down for you later, but it's hard to get all the seasonings on it."

"There are dozens of chili peppers alone, and they are gone."

When Xu Qiao heard that there was a secret recipe, she felt hope in her heart: "Maybe there might be a miracle?"

Zhou Yansheng’s house in Jingxi is very close to the only store, and it takes only a dozen minutes to drive.

This was also the first time Xu Qiao came here. The two-bedroom room was cleaned and the bedding was replaced.

Zhou Xianhua was still very satisfied with the house: "I want to live in the old yard, but Yan Sheng still disagrees. It's better if you don't go, but you'll get annoyed when you see the people in your Zhou family."

Zhou Yansheng smiled and said, "The main reason is that this place is close to the store. If you have something to do, it will be convenient for you. The old yard is too far away, and the house is old, and the house is wet, which is not good for you."

Zhou Xianhua laughed: "I knew you were careful and okay, so stay here. When I had time, I took me to see Yiyi, little girl, I didn't know how to call me during the Chinese New Year, I was a little unscrupulous."

Zhou Yansheng was embarrassed: "That probably won't work. I'm busy recruiting waiters and chefs recently. You must be at the chef level. After that, you have to train the chefs. I'm still busy with some hygiene matters. I'm afraid there's no time. Besides, my aunt will definitely be busy in May, and it's 11th soon."

Zhou Xianhua thought for a while: "Is it still early to get to Eleven?"

Xu Qiao smiled and looked at Zhou Yansheng fooling the old man.

After letting the old man rest for a while, Zhou Yansheng and Xu Qiao took Zhou Xianhua to have a meal, and then looked at the address and decoration of the new store.

Zhou Xianhua is obviously very satisfied with the decoration of the new store. The only thing he is dissatisfied with is that he feels that the door head is too stingy and the color is not bright enough.

The gold-pinned big words on the red sandalwood board are not grand enough!

"We should make a festive red color. We use red carved wooden doors here and the plaque should also be made of black small-leafed Tanjia red gold-plated characters. It is so grand!

Xu Qiao thought about the proposal of Mr. Zhou next week in her heart. She thought of the door sign of Yihongyuan for no reason and shook her head without feeling cold.

Zhou Yansheng kept echoing: "Little Grandpa, you're right! I thought this door was a bit awkward at that time. It was indeed a petty family. But this plaque was written by Mr. Ye, so it's hard not to rewrite one, right?"

Zhou Xianhua was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Ye?" Then he looked up and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw three small characters next to the three traditional Chinese characters: Ye Shengfei.

The capital was once the top leader, and now the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference.

"Then you can't move, just do it just by just making do with it." Zhou Xianhua changed the subject.

Zhou Yansheng nodded in agreement: "That's not true. What a great honor for others to write inscriptions to us. If you want to blame me, you should discuss it with the young master early. We young people are still unstable in doing things and have no experience and short-sighted eyes."

After saying this, Zhou Xianhua felt very upset and nodded constantly: "It's not bad, this store will definitely be prosperous in the future. With you, a little guy like you."

Xu Qiao has to praise Zhou Yansheng’s emotional intelligence!
Chapter completed!
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