It was a little past one in the afternoon.
All the ingredients at Delicious Restaurant had been sold out.
The diners who stayed to eat, as usual, helped to toss the leftovers into the trash can after finishing their als.
They even gave the tables a wipe.
Then they placed the dishes and utensils into the plastic bin beside the dishwasher.
"Thanks, huh~"
Lin Qiuyu, who was washing dishes at the dishwasher, quickly expressed his gratitude to these custors when he saw it.
It was only appropriate for him to thank them for lightening his workload.
Honestly, he quite enjoyed the working atmosphere here.
Relaxed and cheerful.
When he encountered difficulties at work, Suqin and the others offered help and encouragent, helping him get through this adjustnt period.
The boss was nice too and took good care of him.
The custors were all very easygoing.
"No problem, just lending a hand."
The custors all smiled at him.
Before leaving the shop, they didn’t forget to greet Huang Tao in the kitchen.
"Boss Huang, the rice you stead today was also very delicious! I’m really impressed by your skills!"
"Heading out now, Boss Huang, you should take a break too."
"The taste is really superb. Having eaten here so often, I can’t really enjoy food anywhere else!"
"It’s getting cold, Boss Huang, rember to drink more hot water!"
"Yes! With this weather, you should drink more hot water and keep warm. Don’t catch a cold. We’re all counting on your delicious food to keep us going!"
Huang Tao waved and greeted these custors with a smile: "Take care, everyone."
"Alright, Elder Qin, take care of yourself too."
Once all the custors had left,
Xu Hao, Jiang Chao, and Lin Zifeng started packing up the kitchenware.
Ding Suqin led Li Chengzhan in sorting out the trash and they also mopped the floor together.
Huang Tao took a sip from his thermos cup filled with goji berries.
Then he sat down at Xuanxuan’s exclusive table to take a short break.
"At this ti, Xuanxuan is probably taking a nap~"
His thoughts drifted away, thinking of his precious daughter, and a small smile crept onto his lips.
At that mont, he heard a notification from his WeChat.
He took a look...
It was several ssages from his mom, Song Cailian.
"Son, did you receive the Red Beauty?"
"Son, rember to eat well."
Looking at these two ssages, he glanced at the packaging in the corner labeled with ’Red Beauty’ lettering and graphics, smiled, and replied: "Mom, I’ve already received the Red Beauty and I’ve eaten already. You should also eat sothing nice."
For now, Song Cailian couldn’t reply in ti.
She was currently shopping at the supermarket!
During her lunch break, she went out to buy so supplies.
She wanted to buy so things to bring over to Huang Tao and Xuanxuan this Saturday.
Such was the case.
The noise in the supermarket prevented her from hearing her son’s WeChat reply in ti!
Huang Tao didn’t mind either.
This situation happened almost all the ti.
Now, he took so of the Red Beauty from the corner and placed them on the table.
He called out to his employees, "Everyone, co over and have so Red Beauty!"
"Thank you, boss!"
Hearing this, the employees looked over with smiles and thanked him, but they were all planning to finish their tasks first, then one after another they said in unison, "Boss, just leave them there. We’ll co to eat them after we’re done."
"Alright, suit yourselves."
Huang Tao didn’t insist.
He was naturally pleased that his employees were keen to finish their work first.
Especially these three wealthy second-generation individuals, they completely overturned his perception of what being born into wealth ant!
In his understanding, second-generation wealthy kids were all idle rich who didn’t know grains from grass.
However, these three new employees, although they had so playboy traits, were also very ambitious.
Not only could they complete the tasks assigned to them excellently, but they also never slacked off or complained about being tired.
They even actively helped with the work.
At one point, Huang Tao wondered if he had hired three fake second-generation rich individuals.
Alas!
It could only be said that he had been misled by the image of wealthy second-generation individuals portrayed on the internet and television, leading to so misunderstanding.
He peeled a Red Beauty, separated a segnt of flesh, and popped it into his mouth.
Mmm, really sweet!
Suddenly, he rembered that he seed to have a system reward he hadn’t claid yet.
It seed like it was a piece of kitchenware?
With this thought, he entered the system interface through his mind.
He checked the unclaid rewards in the system space.
Kitchenware: Cutting Board.
[Cutting Board]: Made from a hundred-year-old Chun Wood, it allows for faster, steadier, and more effortless cutting.
Reading this introduction, Huang Tao’s eyes lit up.
He glanced at the employees, all still focused on their own tasks.
His heart moved.
He went to the kitchen cabinet, squatted down, and opened the cabinet door.
Then, through his thoughts, he received the cutting board from the system space.
In an instant...
A large, round cutting board, with a slightly golden surface and reddish-brown heartwood, appeared inside the cabinet.
He took it out.
Heavy!
It had a good weight!
He casually took a small piece of at, placed it directly on the cutting board, and used the Divine Level Chef’s Knife to chop it into small at cubes.
After chopping for a while, Huang Tao noticed sothing different.
Previously, when cutting cubes of at, lots of at scraps would stick to the board, making it sticky and difficult to clean.
But using this hundred-year-old Chun Wood cutting board, the at scraps didn’t stick to the board at all.
There was almost no resistance while cutting.
The speed of cutting was faster!
The at even had a faint aroma.
What a great thing!
With this cutting board, his work intensity was significantly reduced, and it was also easy to clean.
Just a gentle rinse with water and it was as clean as new.
At this ti.
Li Chengzhan and Lin Qiuyu were the first to bring the newly delivered ingredients into the kitchen.
Catching a glimpse of the hundred-year-old Chun Wood cutting board in Huang Tao’s hands, Li Chengzhan was montarily awestruck.
He nudged Lin Qiuyu beside him and said, "Did you see the cutting board Boss has? If I’m not mistaken, this cutting board should be made of Chun Wood!"
Lin Qiuyu was puzzled and said, "What’s Chun Wood? I’ve only heard of Golden Rattan Wood. Would things cut from this wood taste better?"
"In ancient tis, Chun Wood was regarded as a Spirit Wood. It is said to absorb and gather the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. Having one at ho can bring prosperity and fortune, and it is called the ’King of Trees’ in folklore, surpassing even redwood."
Li Chengzhan continued, "The valued Chun Wood is no cheaper than those Golden Rattan Woods! Plus, the formation rate of Chun Wood is extrely low, so it’s less known compared to Golden Rattan Wood and redwood. But when it cos to its value, it is by no ans inferior to these famous woods!"
"Do you rember my Tang Dynasty furniture set at ho? My dad bought it years ago for more than eight million from a Hong Kong rchant."
Lin Qiuyu thought for a while: "I rember, what’s up with it?"
"That Tang Dynasty furniture set is made from Chun Wood."
Li Chengzhan continued, "This cutting board Boss has, with reddish-brown heartwood and light yellow surface, should be at least a hundred years old. The age is only higher, never lower. Moreover, this cutting board is made with heartwood of Chun Wood. If it were to be sold on the market, it would be at least 300,000!"
Saying that, only then did Li Chengzhan realize why Boss Huang refused to cooperate with him to start a private dining business back then.
Even if he offered money, it wasn’t needed!
Because Boss wasn’t short of money!
After all, how many ordinary people could afford a cutting board worth 300,000...
Even Lin Qiuyu couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise in his eyes: "A cutting board worth 300,000? Used for chopping vegetables? Our boss is quite the tycoon?"
Could it be that the boss is a low-key wealthy second-generation himself...
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