As Wuhai's scream was too horrifying, Yuan Zhou was so frightened that he didn't have the time to savor it. He swallowed the last of the crab meat in a few mouthfuls.
Yuan Zhou frowned and looked at Wuhai who was trying his best to climb up the table. He didn't say anything.
"Compass, Boss Yuan, what did you eat? What did you eat just now?" Wuhai looked up and down anxiously.
"You can go down first," Yuan Zhou said calmly.
"Okay. What did you eat?" Wuhai retracted his arms and legs, but his neck was still stretched out.
Actually, Wuhai wasn't short. He was about 1.75m tall. Therefore, when he stretched his neck, he saw a beautiful empty plate on the azure stone countertop.
With Wuhai's 20 years of experience, he swore that Yuan Zhou must have eaten something delicious alone just now. Moreover, he must have eaten it secretly.
"New dish. Taste it," Yuan Zhou answered frankly and concisely.
"Anything else? Anything else? Where is it? "Wuhai scurried up and down again. He looked around, trying to find something that hadn't been eaten.
"I just finished it," Yuan Zhou answered.
Wuhai was stunned as if he was struck by lightning. However, that expression only lasted for a second. He immediately recovered and stared at Yuan Zhou's mouth.
"He just ate the delicious food there and didn't inform me. I wonder if I can see it when I open his mouth," this thought flashed across Wuhai's mind.
"He has already swallowed it." Yuan Zhou magically knew what Wuhai was thinking.
Hearing that, Wuhai stared at Yuan Zhou's stomach. Even though Yuan Zhou was a seasoned fighter and had practiced countless times in front of the mirror, he couldn't keep a straight face.
"Is this guy crazy?" Yuan Zhou couldn't help but grumble. Is he trying to cut open his stomach?
"That's all," Yuan Zhou emphasized with an affirmative tone.
"I didn't expect you to be such a Compass." Wuhai looked at Yuan Zhou angrily.
Yuan Zhou kept silent and didn't say anything. He was just thinking about closing the door next time.
"If you eat alone, your stomach will rot," Wu Hai continued saying gloomily.
"It's just a dish tasting. Dish tasting is a necessary skill for a chef," Yuan Zhou said.
"I can also do that," Wuhai said immediately.
Without waiting for Yuan Zhou's answer, Wu Hai continued, "In the future, just leave this kind of small matter to me."
"No need." Yuan Zhou refused immediately.
"I eat a lot and I have a good taste." Wu Hai tried his best to promote himself while staring at the empty plates on the azure stone countertop.
"Only by trying by myself can I make a more delicious dish," Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, had always had a high requirement for his culinary skills.
Looking at the earnest manner of Yuan Zhou, Wuhai knew he had no chance. He retreated to the wall and squatted down with an extremely sad expression.
"Cough. It's not lunchtime yet," Yuan Zhou was a little embarrassed. He covered his mouth with his hand and coughed to remind Yuan Zhou.
"I know. I'm just smelling the fragrance lingering in the air," Wuhai said weakly.
"I'm going to prepare the ingredients," said Yuan Zhou.
"Ok," Wuhai looked at the empty plates on the countertop with reluctance and then looked at Yuan Zhou with resentment.
Yuan Zhou's face was calm and indifferent, not moved at all.
"I never expected you to be such a Compass. You eat alone. Even if it's a dish tasting, you shouldn't do it alone. I'm so sad," said Wuhai with a gloomy tone.
Yuan Zhou didn't say anything, but Wuhai started to stare at Yuan Zhou for quite a while.
It was so long that Yuan Zhou couldn't help feeling a chill down his spine. Only then did Wuhai walk out of the restaurant. With drooping shoulders, he walked to his own building weakly.
At this time, he happened to run into Wuhai who had just come downstairs. The soaring resentment behind Wuhai was like a vengeful spirit of Sadako. The passers-by on the street retreated one after another.
Only Zhou Xi kept up with them as usual and spoke with concern.
"Eaves Wu, what's wrong with you?" asked Zhou Xi.
"I … am … hungry." Every time Wuhai said a word, he would take a step upstairs. He looked even more like Sadako who had climbed down from the first floor.
"The Kitchen God will open for business in one hour, twenty-five minutes and thirty seconds," Zhou Xi looked at the watch on his wrist and reported the time accurately.
"I'm so hungry," Wuhai didn't answer him. Instead, he was immersed in the sadness of not being able to eat.
"It's going to be noon soon. In that case, you can eat your meal, Eaves Wu," said Zhou Xi seriously.
Obviously, Zhou Xi's consolation didn't work because Wuhai looked even more resentful.
This time, Wuhai didn't answer him. Zhou Xi was also used to not saying anything. Thus, he followed behind Wuhai and went back.
However, Zhou Xi felt strange in his heart. Logically speaking, Wuhai should know the opening hours of Yuan Zhou's restaurant very well. Why did he suddenly jump down just now?
However, looking at Wuhai's current appearance, Zhou Xi didn't dare to ask him.
"By the way, is there a faster way to go downstairs than the slide?" When they reached the door, Wuhai suddenly turned his head and asked.
"Ah?" Zhou Xi asked with puzzlement.
"A faster way to get to the restaurant," said Wuhai.
Without waiting for Zhou Xi's answer, Wu Hai continued, "I'm not sure if we can put the slide directly into that courtyard. It's the courtyard of the pub."
While saying that, Wuhai had already walked to the window excitedly and pointed at the high wall of the restaurant next to Yuan Zhou's restaurant.
"This requires Boss Yuan's consent," said Zhou Xi euphemistically.
Once he said that, Wuhai instantly became listless again. He sat down blankly and didn't say anything.
"What's wrong with Boss Yuan?" Zhou Xi acutely felt that this matter should be related to Yuan Zhou, so he asked tentatively.
However, Wuhai didn't respond at all. Even his neat mustache drooped down, looking dull.
Presumably, it was a great blow to Wuhai that he didn't manage to snatch the dishes cooked by Yuan Zhou in secret.
Inside the restaurant, Yuan Zhou closed the door after Wuhai left with a serious expression, even though it was time to prepare the ingredients for lunch.
"It's better to close the door to feel more at ease," muttered Yuan Zhou. Then, he began to prepare the ingredients.
Time passed quickly. When Yuan Zhou was almost done preparing the ingredients, it was almost lunchtime. Only then did Yuan Zhou go up to open the door.
As soon as Wuhai saw Yuan Zhou at the door, he immediately revealed a resentful expression.
Yuan Zhou's expression remained unchanged. Then, he turned around and went back to the kitchen.
"This guy probably starved to death in his previous life," thought Yuan Zhou inwardly.
Because of what had happened in the morning, Wuhai had been staring at Yuan Zhou since he opened the door. He stared at him when he entered the restaurant to order, when he paid, and even when Yuan Zhou was cooking.
Only Wuhai didn't stare at him when he was eating.
In the end, Yuan Zhou understood, "This guy definitely wants me to compensate him with a meal. No way."
Because of this conjecture, Yuan Zhou became increasingly indifferent. After all, the person who could cheat him of a meal so easily hadn't been born yet.
"Good afternoon, Boss Yuan." Just when Yuan Zhou was feeling proud inwardly, Yuan Yuan walked into the restaurant.
"Good afternoon." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Is there any new jam today?" Yuan Yuan asked routinely.
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