Hearing Manman's words, Ling Hong couldn't help but nod his head. Even Yuan Zhou sighed with admiration in his heart.
"This is really something Wuhai would do," Yuan Zhou said inwardly.
"Dadada!" Not long after, Wuhai rushed back to the restaurant.
"Shameless Wu, where did you go?" Ling Hong asked tentatively.
Yuan Zhou carried a steamer of steamed buns and placed it on the table. He waited for Zhou Jia to take it away and serve it to the customers. He stood at the same spot, waiting to hear if Wu Hai had gone to make a wish like Manman had said.
"Of course I went to make a wish to make my stomach bigger so that I can eat more for every meal," Wuhai said naturally.
"Bigger stomach? But the stomach is the one that eats, "Ling Hong said subconsciously.
"You should make a wish to become a big eater, not make your stomach bigger." Yuan Zhou also nodded his head in agreement with Ling Hong's words.
After all, only with a big stomach can one eat more meals. For example, the big eater who came to the restaurant last time. She was a living example.
One should know that Yuan Zhou had secretly checked and found out that the capacity of that girl's stomach was many times that of an ordinary person.
"No, it's not about the stomach. It's about the stomach. Shouldn't you be concerned about why you didn't go to say thanks or make a wish for what to eat tomorrow morning?" Manman said.
At this time, Yuan Zhou and Ling Hong both became serious and came to their senses.
Indeed, if they were concerned about the stomach capacity, wouldn't their intelligence be the same as Shameless Wu's?
"Ahem, that's exactly what I meant. Shouldn't you go and say thanks?" Ling Hong covered his mouth with his hand and coughed lightly.
Ling Hong didn't look embarrassed at all. Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, wore a solemn expression and didn't reveal anything.
"Fortunately, I didn't say it out loud." However, Yuan Zhou still felt lucky in his heart.
"I thanked him and made a new wish," Wuhai said.
"Here are the Dragon Eye Buns for you two. Please enjoy." Just when Ling Hong wanted to ask again, Zhou Jia served the Dragon Eye Buns.
"Steamed Bun's here." Wuhai immediately stared at Steamed Bun and ignored him.
Ling Hong didn't have the intention to ask anymore. He picked up a towel and wiped his hands slowly. He was ready to eat seriously.
After wiping his hands, Ling Hong picked up the white and tender bun and took a bite. All of a sudden, his mouth was filled with the fragrance.
Ling Hong squinted his eyes in satisfaction, his face full of happiness.
For a man like Ling Hong, even if he ate the two buns slowly and carefully, he wouldn't be able to finish them for long. However, he still took longer than Wuhai.
"My steamed buns are gone again," sighed Wuhai.
Ling Hong took up the remaining steamed buns in his steamer subconsciously and took a bite conveniently. Only then did he have the mood to look at Wuhai.
"Why did you eat so fast? I won't rob you." Wuhai looked at Ling Hong's impatient manner with a disgusted expression.
"Do you believe that yourself?" Ling Hong said with a contemptuous expression.
"Of course not." Wuhai shook his head deservedly.
"You're really Shameless Wu. It seems that nobody can be more shameless than you," Ling Hong sighed with emotion.
Wuhai shrugged and stroked his small mustaches, revealing an indifferent manner.
"Will you bring the dishes for the liquor tonight?" Wuhai asked.
That's right. Before the breakfast started, both Wuhai and Ling Hong had drawn lots for the liquor tonight.
"Don't mention it. I just received a call before I entered the restaurant. My pot of liquor was requisitioned," Ling Hong revealed a pitiful expression while saying that.
"Oh. That's all right," Wuhai immediately said vigilantly and had already stood up and prepared to leave the restaurant.
"I haven't finished my words yet. Let's drink a pot of liquor tonight and I will bring the dishes," Ling Hong said hurriedly.
"No, I refuse." Wuhai refused Ling Hong's proposal coldly and heartlessly.
"It was I who treated you to the liquor last time," Ling Hong revealed a manner of negotiation. After wiping his hands, he stood up and said aggressively.
"When did it happen?" Wuhai asked back.
"Unfortunately, I have a good memory. It was at 8: 30 in the evening on Wednesday, December 27th, 2017," Ling Hong directly reported a series of numbers.
"I'm afraid you are still alive. How could you even remember that? Only two cups, no more." Wuhai appeared to be quite unhappy. Even the mustaches on his face weren't as shiny and smooth as before.
"Thank you for your compliment. As a second-generation rich man, I have no other abilities, but I do remember the favors owed to me," Ling Grandet Hong said.
Wuhai turned around and left straightforwardly. He revealed a manner of not wanting to talk with Ling Hong anymore. It seemed that he was seriously injured.
"What's wrong with Brother Ling's liquor?" Manman asked with a caring tone at the side.
"The liquor can't be transferred," even Yuan Zhou said solemnly.
"My grandpa. He said he would treat Grandpa Jia to a meal today," Ling Hong's imposing manner disappeared instantly when he was asked this question. He said with a bitter expression.
Manman knew that Ling Hong couldn't resist his grandpa, thus she made a helpless expression. Ling Hong shrugged helplessly and then turned around to answer Yuan Zhou.
"Boss Yuan, don't worry. We know you are Compass and we will abide by the rules," Ling Hong said very loudly in the first sentence but very softly in the second sentence.
"I will still come tonight. My grandpa said I am allowed to pour the liquor at the side," Ling Hong said bitterly.
He was really his grandpa.
"Um," Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then continued to carry the steamed buns. The second batch of customers had already entered the restaurant.
That's right. The liquor in Yuanzhou Shop couldn't be transferred, but there was never any restriction on the customers bringing others to drink. However, there were only so many cups and stools. Those who brought others here had to bring their own dishes, wine, cups and stools.
Therefore, as long as the customers who drew the liquor came, Yuan Zhou didn't care whether they drank or not. In that way, someone could draw the liquor and sell it. However, the customers also had to come with the buyers. In that way, these drinking buddies could make more friends.
In the past, when there was only bamboo liquor, basically nobody did that. Now that there was beer, there were people selling beer, but not many customers.
Therefore, Chen Wei took advantage of this loophole and spent money to drink other people's beer.
Yuan Zhou knew about this, but he had never cared about it.
"Honey, Boss Yuan cooked Longan Steamed Bun today. It's very delicious," the grandpa's voice sounded.
"Grandpa, what's a Longan Steamed Bun?" a little boy who seemed to be only a few years old grabbed the grandpa and asked.
"It's a very delicious steamed bun. But you can't eat too much. Otherwise, you won't be able to digest it," the grandpa revealed a benevolent smile and warned seriously.
"Um, okay, grandpa," the little boy nodded his head obediently.
"Old man, you are so cunning," the granny at the side scolded smilingly.
"Hey, hey," the grandpa didn't retort.
"Don't listen to your grandpa. This uncle cooks very well. Xiaohu, eat more if you like it. Drink some hot water first." The granny glared at the grandpa and then took out a thermos cup. She poured out a small cup of hot water and passed it to the little boy.
"Okay, grandma," the little boy nodded his head and answered.
In a little while, the steamed buns ordered by the three people were served.
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