After dinner, Yuan Zhou cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks before going downstairs again to practice the cooking method of the fresh crab.
This time, Yuan Zhou used the crab he picked as the raw material of the fragrant and spicy crab to remove the crab meat.
When Yuan Zhou practiced, he used a fragrant and spicy crab as the raw material and a fresh crab from Dongchang Lake. Only in this way could he make a comparison.
That's right. First practice and then practice again. Only in this way could he remove the complete crab meat more accurately.
The crab meat that was removed was all eaten up by Yuan Zhou in a fancy way. Of course, the crab shells were not wasted either. They were all fed to Broth and its girlfriend.
Well, every time before feeding it, Yuan Zhou would taste it himself and make sure it tasted good before feeding it. Of course, this practice was also for the sake of the system's rules.
As for the old man, Yuan Zhou had already sent soup to him three times. Each time, it was different. Moreover, he dodged the old man's thanks with his vigorous posture.
He only failed once. Naturally, Yuan Zhou still used the eccentricity of a genius as an explanation, saying that it was the leftover soup and then he threw it away.
Before the old man had time to express his gratitude, he was interrupted by Yuan Zhou's back and footsteps. He could only express his gratitude in his heart.
However, this time, Yuan Zhou received a spotted dog again. It was charmingly naive and had a clean appearance.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou went to Broth to show off again. But this time, Broth didn't even raise its head. Perhaps it knew that this was just a fake dog and couldn't shake its position.
Broth wasn't a good dog. When it failed to show off, it would return to the shop.
Of course, Yuan Zhou once threw a bottle of mulberry jam to it. The mulberry was given by the peddler who passed by the back door of the Yuanzhou shop.
"Shua Shua Shua". Yuan Zhou waved the kitchen knife slightly with his right hand. The crab shell was cut into two halves with a sound, revealing the crystal clear crab meat.
Just when Yuan Zhou was practicing with rapt attention, the pub's business hours ended. The sergestes wall view door was opened and people inside began to come out one after another.
"Boss Yuan is making crabs?" Wu Hai walked up and stared at the crabs under Yuan Zhou's hand.
"This is practice, right?" Ling Hong rolled his eyes angrily.
"Boss Yuan is so hardworking." The customers looked at Yuan Zhou in admiration.
"Let's go. Boss Yuan, rest early." Grandpa Jia waved his hand.
"I suddenly feel hungry." Only Wuhai said without blushing.
"Swoosh." Yuan Zhou sheathed his saber and the crab, completely ignoring Wuhai's desire.
"Take care, everyone. See you tomorrow." Yuan Zhou nodded and stood up to bid farewell to everyone.
"See you tomorrow." The customers waved their hands at Yuan Zhou and then walked out of the restaurant.
"Dadada Ta." After a series of footsteps, only Shin Min and Wuhai were left.
"See you tomorrow, Shin Min. Take care on the way." Yuan Zhou nodded to Shin Min and then said.
"Ok. Bye, boss." After saying that, Shin Min took her backpack and walked out of the restaurant. Then, she started jogging.
After all, the last bus was coming soon.
"Zhi Ya". Yuan Zhou opened the partition and walked out of the kitchen. He walked to the door in two steps and saw Shin Min hopping on the last bus to the college town quickly. Only then did he feel relieved.
On the bus, Shin Min also saw Yuan Zhou standing at the door. She felt at ease.
"Little girl, aren't you afraid of working the night shift every day?" the driver said smilingly.
"Not at all. The boss is very nice." Shin Min nodded her head and said with an embarrassed expression.
"Haw-haw. That's true. I heard Boss Yuan has excellent craftsmanship. That person is definitely not bad," the driver nodded his head and said approvingly.
At the side, Shin Min nodded her head and echoed. At that time, only Shin Min and two other white-collar workers who worked overtime were left in the bus. She randomly found a seat and sat down, waiting for the bus to arrive at the station.
"Why aren't you going back?" Not until the bus drove away and the taillights couldn't be seen did Yuan Zhou turn his head and say to Wuhai at the side.
"Humph." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches, cleared his throat and then said.
"I'm afraid that you won't be able to eat the crabs after you finish your practice. So, I specially stayed to help you." Wuhai looked at Yuan Zhou eagerly.
"No need. The crabs will be cooked tomorrow." Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.
"I don't think that's a good idea. If I don't eat the crabs immediately, they will smell fishy." Wuhai said solemnly as if he were discussing the ingredients.
"The cooking method is different." Yuan Zhou said.
"But the crab meat can't be removed for more than four hours. Look, it's only 12 am now. It will be five and a half hours before 5: 30 am tomorrow. It will definitely be spoiled." Wuhai said with a straight face.
Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai and didn't say anything. He just quietly watched him perform.
Suddenly, Wuhai looked at Yuan Zhou suspiciously and then looked at the kitchen. With a face full of resentment, he asked, "Are you going to secretly cook it and eat it after I leave?"
The way Wuhai complained made it seem as if Yuan Zhou had done something unforgivable.
"I won't." Yuan Zhou was speechless in his heart, but he still said coldly on the surface.
"I know. You are definitely going to wake up in the middle of the night to cook it for supper. It's fine. I can wait." Wuhai said and prepared to go back to the restaurant to wait.
Seeing Yuan Zhou's cold and unresponsive face, Wuhai even greeted him as if he was familiar with him. "It's fine. Go to sleep, Compass. I will just sit here and wait."
"Pickled crab meat. I will make pickled crab meat tomorrow." Yuan Zhou almost vomited. He took a deep breath and said expressionlessly.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? The pickled crab meat does require some time. I won't disturb your sleep any longer. See you tomorrow morning." Wu Hai stood up and headed back to his studio after bidding farewell.
Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai quietly and didn't say anything.
Wuhai's action of leaving was very straightforward. It was as if the person who refused to leave just now was not him.
"I think Wuhai must have been beaten up. What's Wu Lin's phone number?" Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai's back and thought about calling Wu Lin.
In this world, the only person Wuhai was afraid of was Wu Lin. After all, Wu Lin would really beat people up and she would hit them with all her might.
From Yuan Zhou's point of view, Wuhai was asking for a beating.
After sending off Wuhai, Yuan Zhou closed the shutter door. At this time, Broth was already standing guard at the door.
"Thank you for your hard work, Broth. See you tomorrow morning." Yuan Zhou said to Broth, who was lying in front of the door.
After saying that, Yuan Zhou closed the door and returned to the kitchen. After cleaning up, he went upstairs to wash up and go to bed.
Lying on the bed, Yuan Zhou closed his eyes peacefully and waited for a new day of business when he woke up.
On the other side, after Wuhai went upstairs and saw Yuan Zhou closing the restaurant, he closed the window and prepared to sleep.
"I might be able to eat pickled crab meat when I wake up." Wuhai stroked his own mustaches and said with a satisfied expression.
"Hurry up and sleep." Wuhai started counting sheep for himself and looked forward to the pickled crab meat tomorrow morning.
Thinking of the pickled crab meat, Wuhai quickly fell asleep. It never occurred to him that Yuan Zhou had never said anything about treating him.
The Goldfish's imagination was really scary.
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