Zhu Bingwen's sudden appearance made the Tongue Club members who were swaying in their seats subconsciously sit upright. It was Xiangchuan who reacted first: No, I'm not in class. Then he relaxed a little and leaned back.
Damn.
"Teacher Zhu, do you have anything important to do here?"
Ouyang Yating entertained Zhu Bingwen to sit on a chair at the dining table surrounded by everyone. Xiaoxing No. 1 detected the guest, and when Zhu Bingwen sat down, he served a cup of freshly baked fruit milk and an apple yam cake. p>
"The supplies here are quite complete. Teacher, can I come over and grab something to eat in the afternoon?" Zhu Bingwen took a sip of fruit milk and felt very happy.
"You're all here for afternoon tea, right?" Xiangchuan sighed, "The ingredients have only been processed today, so these are the only refreshments. I apologize for the poor hospitality."
"Afternoon tea? What is afternoon tea?" Zhu Bingwen touched his chin, "There are some mentions of tea in the fragmentary records of ancient history, but this is the first time I have heard of afternoon tea. Could it be that in ancient times,
Is fruit milk called afternoon tea?"
"No, that's just a common name. Tea is made by drying tea leaves... uh..." Xiangchuan, who couldn't open Geegle to read Wikipedia to explain the concept, was suddenly stuck. She had always bought ready-made tea leaves. Where had she seen the process of making tea?
Tea, so I could only change the subject with an embarrassed cough: "So, Teacher Zhu, what are you here for?"
"Oh, look at my memory." Zhu Bingwen slowly opened his terminal while eating yam cake. The movement was so slow that Xiangchuan felt that with this swiping speed, he might not be able to bring up the page after school.<
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"...Teacher, we don't chase guests here, and we don't have any objection if you stay until tomorrow morning." Ouyang Yating rubbed her temples. She was still doubtful about the school teacher gossip she heard from Nancy, but she didn't expect it now.
I actually met the greedy teacher Zhu Bingwen.
"Ah, I should have told you earlier." Zhu Bingwen laughed, opened the file on the light screen with his fingers flexibly, and sent it to Xiangchuan who looked at him speechlessly.
Xiangchuan looked at it intently, and then his eyes darkened - the title of the document read "Recommendations on the introduction of Yuexiang Restaurant in the cafeteria of Demeter University Affiliated High School (Draft)". With more than ten years of experience as a social worker in an office, she
I could already guess the contents. So I put the document aside and looked at Zhu Bingwen: "Teacher Zhu, this matter shouldn't be under my control, right?"
The implication is that you should talk to my dad about this, it’s useless to talk to me.
"When we formally negotiate, we will naturally meet with President Xiangwei Guo. Isn't this for your reference?" Zhu Bingwen took a nice sip of fruit milk, "I tried it this morning. It's really good."
It’s delicious. Your store is right downstairs from where I live, which is very convenient. It would be even better if we could provide delivery service.”
"It's great to be able to make an appointment online, and this is also my father's decision. It's useless for you to complain to me."
"Help spread the word and pay attention to the voice of consumers."
"...I'll try my best." No matter how hard it is, it's impossible to say that this idea came from her, Xiangchuan thought. "But wouldn't it be okay to directly introduce the new food from Yuexiang? Although at present, there are quite a few types of vegetables, meat, fish and eggs,
But the staple food... well, there are still relatively few cereals, just gnocchi, steamed buns and cakes. Won't everyone in the school get tired of eating them?"
"You don't have to worry about that." Zhu Bingwen said and laughed, "Human beings have eaten liquid and solid foods for tens of thousands of years without any concept of greasy taste, let alone this ancient food that can stimulate appetite. Don't worry.
, just your apple and yam cake, no one will get tired of it for two or three hundred years."
Modern people’s concept of time really makes people scratch their heads! People in the 21st century who can’t bear to eat the same dishes for dinner for a week silently complain in their hearts.
"Hello - is the door open here -"
At this moment, several heads poked their heads in at the door, looking curiously at the ancient food club that had become the topic of the whole school. Xiaoxing No. 1 immediately went up to greet them and ushered in a few new guests.
"Welcome, sorry that we are still preparing."
Ouyang Yating stepped forward, and as soon as these words came out, several students showed a little disappointment on their faces: You are really early, right?
Immediately afterwards, a light screen appeared in front of them, with several pages flipped left and right. What was this? Several people raised their heads and looked at her.
Although she was mentally prepared, Ouyang Yating was still a little nervous when serving customers as a store clerk. She coughed twice to calm down and continued: "Because the kitchen is preparing, there are no new dishes prepared in advance, so if you are watching
If you come to the live broadcast and want to try new food, you may be disappointed, but except for cakes and pastries, we can make other dishes fresh here."
Freshly made? Everyone's eyes shone brightly, and then they began to look through the menu that Xianggawa compiled when he was bored in the camp last week. The menu is not the pure text style of modern people who directly list the raw materials and nutritional information, but
Just like in the 21st century, it uses the form of pictures, names, and prices, and then typesets it differently according to different categories, adding some small graffiti that Kagawa randomly drew on the edges. Although she has no artistic talent, she is at the kindergarten level.
Children's paintings such as small flowers with five petals can still be drawn. However, this is already a very novel thing for modern people who lack artistic influence.
As for the reference photo, of course it was taken directly from Xiangxue's SNS. When Xiangxue learned about it before going out this morning, she was stunned for a while.
"This... what is an egg pancake?" The boy clicked on the picture of an egg pancake on the light screen. Unexpectedly, an explanatory text popped up, which listed the raw materials, seasonings, and various nutritional ingredients.
Kagawa originally didn't plan to add it, but when she showed it to everyone at school in the afternoon, three club members immediately jumped up and asked her to add it quickly. Even the usually obedient Liang Gong looked serious, so Kagawa could only give in when he saw this.
The kitchen AI assists, adding nutritional information to each dish.
Sometimes I really don’t understand modern people’s standards for judging things. Kagawa thought as he looked at the reorganized menu.
After a while, Xiaoxing No. 1 sent the order to the kitchen, and then went to the kitchen outlet to wait. Ouyang Yating exchanged greetings with a few students and then returned to everyone.
"Is this your first batch of guests?" Zhu Bingwen looked at the students with his chin on one hand. The students noticed the sight and seemed to recognize the teacher. They waved enthusiastically. Zhu Bingwen also smiled and waved in response.<
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"If those people who came here to get steamed buns at noon every day last week are not regular customers, it seems that these are really our first batch of customers." Xiangchuan tilted his head and looked at Ouyang Yating, "How about it, are you still used to it?" "It's quite new to greet people for the first time." Ouyang Yating sat down at her seat and looked at the people at the table not far away who were looking at the menu curiously, "But after we demonstrate it a few more times, we'll be able to do it."
Leave it to Xiaoxing and the others, right?"
"The AI robot needs three demonstrations to remember the action logic, and two more times will be enough." Aino explained.
"It's good to be able to free your hands." Kagawa made a concluding speech.
"Is the door open here?"
The four people turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw a few more curious peers appearing at the door. The four looked at each other and smiled: It seems that the three demonstrations will be completed today.