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Chapter VIII Store Name

After finishing the remaining half of the pot of braised pork, Su Zifang washed up and fell on the bed with satisfaction.

It took two days to finally get the store up to the standard for opening. In the afternoon, I also took the time to make an appointment online to apply for a business license number tomorrow. As long as there are no accidents and the procedures are completed tomorrow morning, this dusty store can open again to receive customers.

Already.

Su Zifang was a little excited when he thought about the opening!

Not many outstanding graduates of the Old Southern Culinary Institute can own their own restaurants as soon as they graduate.

So even though Su Zifang knew that he still had to pay expensive rent and equipment costs for this store, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Tomorrow, after running, I will apply for certificates and come back to buy groceries and open the business. Perfect!" Su Zi arranged the day's itinerary properly and confirmed the process on her mobile phone before switching to the Happy Xiaoxiaole interface.

As a man who has escaped from vulgar tastes, Su Zi has no other hobbies in his free time except having fun.

In school before, in addition to practicing cooking, he eliminated small animals every day. In order to allow himself to play longer, he also insisted on reaching three stars in every level.

This kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder persistence directly caused Happy Xiaoxiaole to reach more than 2,000 levels, while Su Zifang was still stuck at level 191...

But for him, these are not problems at all. After all, this means that there are still more than 1,900 levels to slowly earn three stars. Happy!

As the fingers slide, the sounds of "good", "amazing", and "unbelievable" begin to echo in the bedroom.

But probably due to bad luck, Su Zifang still failed to get the three stars at level 191 until all his energy was used up.

"Forget it, it's time to sleep." Su Zifang glanced at the time, put the phone back on the bed and started to fall asleep.

Staying up late will damage your kidneys and cause hair loss. These two points are unacceptable to Su Zifang, so even though the game is fun, he still chooses to sleep to save his life!



The next day, Su Zifang got up before the alarm went off and prepared for morning exercises.

This is a habit he developed in school. As long as the weather and environment permit, he will jog two kilometers every morning and do a hundred sit-ups and push-ups.

Of course, it would be better if Jasibe's voice could be blocked.

The unique anime-accented voice of the man who looked like a king of chicken soup sounded in his ears as if crossing the barriers of mountains and rivers.

"Many of you ask me what to do if my cooking doesn't taste good? If you have been studying with me for more than a year and still ask questions like this, I suggest you all go home!"

"Don't think that being a chef means simple knife skills, heat, and seasoning. These are just the basics of the basics. You must know that the most important thing about being a chef is to have a good body!"

"Standing long requires endurance, turning the pot tests your arm strength, and tossing the spoon is a combination of wrist strength and skill!"

Thousands of miles away, Jasibei, who was showing off his biceps to the new class of students, suddenly sneezed and tilted the chef hat on his head to one side.

"Hahahahaha." The students in the audience burst into laughter.

"Why are you laughing? Looking at your movements like this, you are really the worst class of students I have ever taught!" Jia Xibei concealed his dilemma with a straight face. He waited until the audience regained calm before muttering: "No.

It’s really cruel to know who is scolding me behind my back.”

Su Zifang didn't know about this incident, but he was even more happy during the exercise. It wasn't until his whole body was hot and sweaty that he took a shower, changed clothes, and took the materials to apply for various documents.

When graduating from school, it is mandatory for graduates to take a physical examination and issue a health certificate. The system has also carefully prepared a complete set of industrial and commercial certification materials for him. As long as he completes the registration process, he will officially move into Xile Street.

However, after waiting in line for half an hour at the Government Affairs Center, Su Zifang thought of a key question. He had not yet decided on a name for the store!

"Late night... forget it, it's better not to give up such a classic name. It would be bad if fans beat him to death." Su Zifang shook his head and rejected the first idea that came into his mind. After all, Xiaolin Xun's image is too

It touches people's hearts. With the blue cloth chef's uniform and the scar on his face, he doesn't have to do anything. As long as he stands there, he is full of stories. At a glance, he can automatically imagine the scene of a generation of big bosses disbanding and returning to work to wash their hands.

Coupled with the big brother in black suit who sits aside and drinks silently all year round, he has a cp feeling that "I have just met you for the first time, and it seems like I am an old friend returning home".

What if you look like this too?

Su Zifang sighed, he knew very well that with his face, even if he opened a late-night restaurant with three Michelin stars, he would only be praised by people for being so handsome, and there would be no story at all.

"Why don't you try Yangquan Restaurant, Ju downstairs?" He thought of the top restaurants he had seen in comics. But when he thought of these two restaurants, one specializes in Sichuan cuisine and the other specializes in Cantonese cuisine, and the cuisine style he knows

Horses and cows are not related to each other, and they hide quietly in their stomachs.

"Next, No. 24!" The staff member's call interrupted Su Zifang's thoughts. He took a long breath, handed over the number paper in his hand and walked forward: "Here."

"If you don't know how to fill in the information, look here. The pen is next to you. Write the materials, ID card, and store name on a small note and give it to me." The long-haired staff member pointed to a filling form posted on the counter, and did not say a word nonsense throughout the process.

But when she looked up and saw Su Zifang's face, she added gently: "Of course, you can also tell me the information directly and I will fill it out for you."

Eyes as crooked as the moon, smile as sweet as the spring breeze!

No. 23, who had just taken the watch and left, happened to look back and saw this scene. He took two more steps and saw Su Zifang's side face and couldn't help but said sourly: This world of judging faces is so painful!

When Su Zifang heard this complaint, he looked at the staff in front of him and asked softly: "Am I taking the back door?"

"Of course! This is just to provide some convenience to the people who work." Looking at Su Zi's calm eyes, the little girl hurriedly changed her words mid-sentence and hid her little thoughts.

"Sorry to trouble you." Su Zifang greeted with a very sensible smile. After all, maintaining a good relationship with government staff is an essential skill for a small shop owner. There are not many opportunities like this. If you don't seize it, I'm afraid Jia Xibei will be able to do it.

I flew here from school to give myself some intensive training.

Of course, if the little girl opposite knew what Su Zifang was thinking at this time, she would be so angry that she would have a heart attack on the spot: "I treat you as a male god, but you treat me as a good relationship!"

Fortunately, the little girl remembered her current job and did not continue to ask. Instead, she pointed to the blank unit name column: "The photos of your store look very old-fashioned. What is its name? I'll call my friends to try it together another day." There was something in her eyes.

Looking forward to it, it doesn’t seem to be said casually.

Su Zi paused for a few seconds, as if time and space had frozen in front of him. It wasn't until the little girl blinked her eyes lightly, her eyelashes fluttering softly, that she softly said three words: "Eating without speaking."
Chapter completed!
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