Moreover, although the golden finger that Mu Feng obtained was a plane trading system, it was ultimately a supercomputer. If it scanned it casually and found that there was more than 10,000 yuan in her card, or if more appeared in the future, wouldn't that be inexplicable?
Thinking of this, Yang Lan'er felt a little uneasy. She hoped that the transfer just now did not trigger any system investigation, otherwise, this matter would not be over yet.
Facts have proved that Yang Lan'er is very lucky. At this time, the system was not fully turned on and many functions could not be used. Naturally, it was impossible to monitor other people's information at any time. Moreover, Mu Feng was worrying about money issues, and the system was also giving him advice, so he had no time to pay attention to other things.
"Lan'er, here, here..."
Just when Yang Lan'er was thinking deeply, a car stopped not far away. Mu Tingting leaned out of the window and waved to Yang Lan'er vigorously.
A man in his twenties got off the car carrying two buckets and walked straight up to take the things from Yang Lan'er's hand.
After getting in the car, Mu Tingting couldn't wait to say, "Lan'er, this is my uncle Zhang Xiao. Haha, he owns that restaurant."
Yang Laner gave Zhang Xiao a friendly smile and raised her eyebrows and said, "Tingting, your uncle is really young."
This man is not much older than Mu Tingting, but he is of a higher generation, good-looking, capable and rich. He can be considered a tall, rich and handsome man and a single man in the general sense.
"Haha, everyone says that." Mu Tingting looked at Zhang Xiao jokingly. She really liked seeing the helplessness on his face.
Zhang Xiao felt innocent. He couldn't ask Mu Tingting not to call him uncle. When she was little, this girl seemed to have difficulty speaking. But since when, she started calling him so happily, as if she was just playing.
The Chinese restaurant opened by Zhang Xiao is of a higher grade and serves wealthy people. The environment here is naturally luxurious and comfortable. As for the food, leaving aside the taste, the presentation is absolutely perfect.
Asking someone to bring two buckets of seafood to the kitchen, Zhang Xiao said in a gentlemanly manner, "You guys chat first, and when the dishes are ready, we'll taste them together. Now you can order some snacks to fill your stomach."
It was already dinner time and the restaurant was very busy with almost no empty seats.
However, since Zhang Xiao was the boss, Mu Tingting did not stay outside and directly brought Yang Lan'er to Zhang Xiao's office.
After ordering a bunch of snacks, Mu Tingting made the decision for Yang Lan'er without hesitation: "Uncle's snacks are good. Order some to try. I haven't been here for a long time."
"You ordered so much, can you finish it?" Yang Lan'er said calmly. She had heard the names of at least ten snacks just now.
Yang Lan'er knew that Mu Tingting was well-intentioned and was afraid that she didn't understand the situation and would be embarrassed to order dishes, so she took care of everything. In fact, in her previous life, she had been to more high-end restaurants, where the food was exquisite and delicious, extremely challenging the human taste buds.
However, after eating too much food produced in the space, even though her cooking skills were not at the expert level, she lost a lot of interest in food outside.
Food produced in this space has its original taste. No matter how exquisite the dishes in many high-end restaurants are, they cannot cover up the fact that many flavors are missing. It can be said that the cooking skills are superb, but the food tastes strange and you have no idea what the original ingredients are.
"If you can't finish it, try it. You can also pack it up." Mu Tingting disagreed. Not to mention that Yang Lan'er could have a meal by taking the food she packed up, she also used to take food back home.
"...You're thinking too far ahead." Yang Lan'er was embarrassed.
When the snacks came, Yang Lan'er tasted each one. They tasted good, but she could only say that the chef's cooking skills were top-notch, but the ingredients were of poor quality.
Yang Lan'er didn't say much about this. She believed that the difference would be obvious once the dishes were cooked.
However, Yang Lan'er didn't know that an unprecedented "battle" was taking place in the kitchen.
Because it was the peak dining time, in order not to affect business, Zhang Xiao brought the fish directly to the chef's small kitchen.
Generally speaking, as long as the dish is not particularly complicated, others can do it, so Zhang Xiao rudely took up the chef's time.
As a result, the fish was not cooked yet and the eels and loaches were not taken out of the pot, but the aroma that came one after another was already making people salivate.
Finally, while waiting for the last dish, Zhang Xiao and the chef could not help but picked up their chopsticks to take a bite. As a result, they could not stop using their chopsticks and they rushed to finish all the dishes, even the last loach that had just come out of the pot.
"I say, Zhang Xiao, where did you get this fish? The meat is so good." The chef touched his mouth, still unsatisfied: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have braised it. The best part of this fish is its original flavor. It should be steamed without too many seasonings mixing with the meaty aroma."
The chef was a little excited and inspiration burst out. It turned out that only perfect ingredients could perfectly demonstrate his superb cooking skills.
Only then did Zhang Xiao realize what he and the chef had done. Now, how should he explain it to his niece?
Slapping his head in frustration, Zhang Xiao said with a sad face: "This is terrible. My niece and the classmate who delivered the fish were waiting for the food, but we ate it all. What should I do?"
"..." The chef was shocked and then speechless. Seeing Zhang Xiao enjoying his meal, he didn't care at all. Who knew that someone was waiting?
After knowing the truth, Mu Tingting was stunned, and then looked at Zhang Xiao with a smile until his scalp went numb.
Receiving Zhang Xiao's look for help, Yang Lan'er said with a smile: "Tingting, forget it, I'm full anyway."
In front of outsiders, her appetite is still normal. Anyway, she prefers the food produced in the space. Even if her cooking skills cannot reach the expert level, she is not far from the master level. Therefore, she now prefers to eat what she cooks herself.
"If you need it, boss, I'll send you a batch tomorrow. You must save some for Tingting!" Yang Lan'er had expected this, but she didn't expect such an episode to happen.
"Of course, of course. I'll take as many as you can. You name the price. Come tomorrow, Tingting. Uncle will definitely reserve some for you." Zhang Xiao wiped his sweat, feeling that he had done something stupid.
"Hehe, I want my parents to come tomorrow, as well as my grandparents..." Mu Tingting said sinisterly, looking at Zhang Xiao's guilty conscience. With the elders around, she didn't believe that her uncle would break his promise. Of course, she was more interested in the fish that Yang Lan'er had sent. How could Zhang Xiao, who was used to seeing good things, eat it all? What kind of fish was this?
"I will definitely leave some for you. I'll leave two more of each, okay?" Zhang Xiao looked at Yang Lan'er pitifully with a sad face, "Sister, please give me more. Don't worry that I can't finish it."