Grandpa and Grandma looked at all the tableware in the kitchen and felt very familiar with it. They nodded repeatedly and said, "This place is nice. It's clean, and it's not hot when we cook here."
Su Zhou reached out and pulled, "Wow, the air conditioning is really strong. There are ingredients all here. You can just come here to get them whenever you want."
Su Zhou glanced at the kitchen layout, which was very reasonable. The system did a good job in the details. Grandpa's rough, old fingers stroked the cutting board, his eyes full of joy.
“It’s wonderful, it’s wonderful here.” Grandpa nodded repeatedly.
Grandma said, "I see that the soil in the garden outside is very fertile, and it's good for growing vegetables. Let's grow some for ourselves."
Farming is probably an invisible part of the Chinese people's spirit. Even though Su Zhou herself doesn't know anything about grains, she's reached the maximum level in several farming games.
"So you and Aunt Sun must have had something to talk about. She also thinks the soil here is exceptionally fertile, and she's already started planting herself. If you like, feel free to plant whatever you want. I knew you'd want to farm, so I fenced off that area outside." Actually, they'd mentioned wanting to farm more than once when they first visited the zoo. Though they said it casually, Su Zhou took note of it.
"Then I'll take some time to buy some seeds—cowpeas, eggplants, cucumbers, tomatoes—and plant more of your favorite vegetables." Grandma beamed, clearly enamored with the Suzhou-style porridge.
The opening date is tentatively set for Monday, which is a weekday and there will be relatively fewer people.
After accompanying them to the second floor of the small restaurant, Su Zhou returned to her room and set a custom name for the visit on her tablet.
She lay on the soft bedding, tossing and turning, muttering, "Grandma's little restaurant, Grandma's little restaurant... It sounds so good, it makes my mouth water."
As for what dishes to serve, there won't be a menu. As for pricing, vegetarian dishes will be 15 yuan per serving, and meat dishes will be 20 yuan per serving. These are just everyday meals, so it's impossible to prepare any delicacies. The specific prices are up to the grandparents to decide, and it's not up to Su Zhou to manage.
This price is definitely cheap even outside, let alone inside a zoo.
The fact that this small restaurant is located in a remote area makes up for its great value for money.
After stretching, Su Zhou fell into a deep sleep.
*
On Monday, even during the Spring Festival, some workers had already started working.
Visitor numbers did not decrease significantly, and many tourists who came to Beijing during their children's winter vacation noticed Wanling Zoo.
Every city has a zoo, but no zoo is quite like the Wanling Zoo.
Now, it's inevitable that you'll be bombarded with information about All Souls Zoo whenever you open a social media app.
"You're not from Beijing, so why don't you mention that the Wanling Zoo has these things?"
Upon opening it, I found it was a review of an animal-themed restaurant, which also included a series of hidden menu items.
If Su Zhou accidentally stumbled upon this, she would be completely baffled; how come she didn't know the restaurant had a hidden menu?
I would call it the ceiling of the zoo.
I was truly amazed by the coffee at Panhellenic Zoo.
...
A considerable number of visitors were drawn to the zoo by various posts and videos, and some people who had not previously included the zoo in their itinerary added it to their plans.
The traditional hotel at Wanling Zoo! Hard to book!
Tickets for Wales Zoo! They're so hard to get!
Even if some negative posts occasionally surface online, they are quickly refuted by genuine visitors to the zoo.
Su Zhou knew nothing about these things. She no longer searched herself intensely all the time as she did at the beginning, fearing that intense marketing would make people feel disgusted. Only after she found that everyone praised her did Su Zhou feel completely at ease.
Monday was the opening day of Grandma's Little Restaurant. The other four restaurants all made a special mention of it on their official accounts, but Grandma's Little Restaurant's congee didn't mention it, for fear that Grandpa and Grandma would make a mess with their spatulas.
A string of firecrackers crackled and popped, and Su Zhou led the applause. Other zoo staff members who had free time also came to join in.
It must be said that this wooden building is indeed very beautiful. Imagine arriving at a dead end, looking up, and suddenly finding such a beautiful building in your field of vision. Just one glance is enough to make you subconsciously yearn for it.
On the first day of opening, Su Zhou pretended to leave so as not to put pressure on her grandparents, and then appeared in the restaurant wearing a mask to disguise herself as a tourist.
If the restaurant is not doing well, she plans to pay out of her own pocket to cheer up her grandparents.
"I told you not to come so early, there was plenty of time. We could have had breakfast first, but you insisted on coming. There are so many people on the shopping street now, and I'm still hungry. Mom and Dad, I'm not trying to be mean, but you two always rush things for no reason. The high-speed train leaves at 5 a.m., it's a one-hour journey, more than enough time. But you dragged me out of bed at 3 a.m. Our hotel is right next to the high-speed rail station, and we waited there for over an hour. The zoo opens at 8:30 a.m., we have a whole day to go, and you just wouldn't listen to me, you didn't even eat breakfast." The son's voice, which was going through puberty, wasn't very pleasant, sounding a bit like Donald Duck, indicating that he had been holding a grudge for a long time.
It's despairing to think about it. Waiting for more than an hour at the high-speed rail station was really tough.
"It's good that we're not in a rush. Look, we're already enjoying scenery that no one else has ever seen. If you're hungry, just bear with it a little longer. I have a bag of potato chips here, do you want some?" The gentle female voice was like a clear spring, completely devoid of any impatience, instead making people feel as if a spring breeze was blowing on their face.
"Can't we eat something proper? We can have some porridge, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns. Why do we always eat junk food?" the son muttered, a little dissatisfied. But clearly, his voice was much lower than before, and after venting his anger, he wasn't so angry anymore.
Whether it was due to the system or not, Su Zhou felt that she had sharp hearing and eyesight. Even if the voices were some distance away, she could hear them clearly and take in the conversation of the family of three.
Su Zhou smiled slightly. This family is quite interesting; the son is actually the healthiest one.
Like something... an old-fashioned child.
Suddenly, "There's a building here, Grandma's Little Restaurant. Hey, there's a little restaurant here. How about we eat here? We're already here anyway."
The father's voice came from inside the house.
Soon, three people arrived at the door. The father was gentle and refined, wearing a suit; the mother wore a long dress with her hair tied in a low bun; and the son was handsome, wearing a thin down jacket.
Su Zhou was wearing a mask; she had guessed wrong. It seemed stereotypes shouldn't exist. She had assumed that someone with that voice wouldn't be good-looking, but it turned out to be a handsome young man with delicate features.
Grandpa and Grandma came out and looked at the guests: "Hello, what would you like to eat?"
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