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Chapter 23 I invite you to dinner

"Yes!" Qin Mo naturally had it. He returned to the car and took out a business card and handed it to Xue Yuanyuan, "This is my phone number. I grow the oranges myself. There are not many oranges this year. There are still five or six hundred catties. If you Call if necessary."

After Xue Yuanyuan took it, she nodded and made a phone call gesture: "Okay, then contact me again, I will go to work first."

"Yeah, okay!" Qin Mo nodded naturally, looked at Xue Yuanyuan and returned to the hotel with a smile.

"It's so beautiful, does it exist for toads to eat swan meat?" Back in the car, Qin Mo couldn't help admiring the figure who had already entered the restaurant.

"Wow, woof!" The big yellow dog cooperated decisively, but to it, what the hell is beauty?Can I eat it?Swan meat sounds edible.

After returning home, Qin Mo didn't receive a call from Xue Yuanyuan for two consecutive days, which made him a little disappointed.

When he was about to go to bed at night, he didn't wait for the red envelopes from the gods, but he got Xue Yuanyuan's order for a hundred catties of oranges and asked him to deliver them in the morning.

"Sleep, I turned off the light, get up early tomorrow!"

Seeing the big yellow dog sticking out its head from under the bed, Qin Mo slapped it. How could this dog be the same as eavesdropping on his phone call?

"Woooo~~~"

The big yellow dog could only look at its master resentfully, and looked dissatisfied at the little monkey leaning on the bed. Why can this guy sleep on the bed?
Early the next morning, Qin Mo got up early to pick oranges. After calculating the time, tomorrow should be the weekly Ten Thousand Immortals Fair. He said he couldn’t miss it tomorrow, and even if his phone was smashed, he had to grab a red envelope !

It just so happened that the great sage needed books these two days, so he went to the county bookstore to buy more books that he hadn't read, and when the time came, he would send them over one by one. If he had fun reading them, he might even give himself some immortal coins or treasures or something.

After washing up, Qin Mo went straight up the mountain to pick oranges without eating. The big yellow dog followed him up the mountain wagging its tail. The little monkey was lethargic and still sound asleep.

At seven o'clock, Qin Mo started loading oranges into the car. His mother came out curiously and said, "There is no market today, and the market in the village can't sell them."

Oranges are too expensive. Few people buy them for five yuan a catty in mountain villages. It's a waste of time.

"Mom, it's the county boss who bought all the oranges in one go last time. I'll give them away." Qin Mo wiped his hands and kicked away the big yellow dog that was about to rush into the car.

"That's great, remember to have a better attitude, and it can be cheaper." My mother immediately became happy when she heard that, knowing that it is very troublesome to sell oranges for five yuan a catty, but the annual income is several thousand yuan. They are not willing to throw away.

Qin Mo nodded, opened the car door and entered the driveway: "Got it, Mom! I'll go first!"

"Slow down on the road!" Mom hurriedly ordered.

The van had just started, and the big yellow dog became anxious when he saw it, and chased after him barking. After being reprimanded by Qin Mo, he sat on the ground reluctantly and did not dare to move.

It wasn't until the van disappeared from its sight that the big yellow dog stood up whining.

The Bihaiwan restaurant in Golden Beach is very famous. There are many high-end dishes, and many wealthy tourists will choose here. The oranges that were only served this year have been loved by many people. Naturally, Xue Yuanyuan called Qin Mo.

"Yuanyuan, I made you your favorite baked potato for breakfast!" A man dressed in a black chef's uniform walked over enthusiastically with a plate.

The delicate dishes were beautiful, and the man placed them in front of Xue Yuanyuan very gentlemanly.

Xue Yuanyuan nodded and said, "Thank you, Chef Jin."

"You're welcome Yuanyuan, you can just call me Jin Zhongcheng." Jin Zhongcheng is the chef of the restaurant, looking at Xue Yuanyuan eagerly.

Xue Yuanyuan nodded, but still shouted: "Chef Jin, what is today's theme?"

Jin Zhongcheng was not angry either, and said with a slightly smug expression: "Today's theme is salmon sashimi and French duck breast, both of which are my best. Yuanyuan, I will make a portion for you at noon."

Whether it is French cuisine, Korean cuisine or RB cuisine, Jin Zhongcheng is first-class. Naturally, the craftsmanship is excellent, but the character is really very ordinary.

"Well, I'm going out at noon, so I'll leave the restaurant to you."

If it weren't for Jin Zhongcheng's good craftsmanship, Xue Yuanyuan would have driven away this pervert who was obsessed with looking at him every day, because this area is a good place for tourism, and there are often foreign friends, so he hired Jin Zhongcheng, a master of multi-national cuisine. Proficient chef.

The previous head chef was also good, but he only knew Chinese cuisine and could not meet the needs of customers.

It wasn't busy in the morning, and Jin Zhongcheng was reluctant to go to the kitchen to direct after Xue Yuanyuan signaled many times.

It was a little past eight o'clock when Qin Mo came, and he called Xue Yuanyuan directly. The chef last time really displeased him.

Xue Yuanyuan just finished his breakfast, and came to the parking lot soon after receiving Qin Mo's call.

"Hi, Miss Xue, I'm not late, am I?" Qin Mo saw Xue Yuanyuan coming in person, and waved his hands enthusiastically to say hello.

Xue Yuanyuan smiled and said, "It's not too late, it's only available at noon, and there's still some left in the store."

"That's good!" Qin Mo didn't say too much, knowing that he was here to deliver the oranges, he opened the car door and carried the oranges down and said, "This is the one hundred catties you asked for, just a little more, and I personally delivered them all." Pick it, and make sure there are no bad or unripe ones."

At first glance, it looks like a high-end restaurant. If you get a bad orange and go in, don't ruin their business.He didn't know that these oranges are usually peeled and delivered, and even if there are bad ones, they can't be delivered to the guests' mouths.

Xue Yuanyuan took out the prepared 500 yuan and handed it to Qin Mo, "Can I trouble you to send it to the kitchen? I won't be called a chef anymore."

"Of course!" Qin Mo took the money and put it away, holding two buckets of oranges and said, "Where is the kitchen?"

"The second floor, I'll take you there!" Xue Yuanyuan pointed at him immediately, then turned around and led the way first.

Bihaiwan restaurant is full of classic atmosphere. The small electronic board at the entrance shows the theme of today's special dishes. After entering, the inside is not big, but it feels very warm.Usually there are tables for two, and there are very few tables for four. There are all kinds of strange potted plants, facing the sea, and you can see the scenery outside through the tempered glass.

There are not many people eating now. Qin Mo saw that there were foreigners eating here, talking and laughing all of them, and they all spoke fast and fluent English. Although Qin Mo's English is good, he couldn't understand what they said at all. .

(End of this chapter)