Yuan Zhou didn't comment on Jin Ming's words. He just looked at him and waited for Jin Ming to tell him what kind of rice it was.
"Heh heh, it's a secret. I'll order it tonight. You'll know, Boss Yuan," Jin Ming said happily. It was rare that he wasn't so serious.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head solemnly and didn't ask any further. This was not only his trust in the system, but also his own confidence.
"Alright, it's getting late. Boss Yuan, go back to the restaurant. Leave it to us," Jin Ming said.
"Ok. Sorry to bother you," Yuan Zhou said and then turned around and left.
Yuan Zhou left decisively. This was his trust in everyone. Therefore, Jin Ming revealed a smile on his face.
After Yuan Zhou left, Jin Ming also prepared to go back to his law firm to prepare some documents before going to Yuanzhou shop for a meal.
As it was on Taoxi Road, Shameless Wu followed Yuan Zhou on the way back.
"Compass, are you selling figs today?" Wu Hai suddenly stroked his mustaches and asked casually.
"Um, not much," Yuan Zhou said meaningfully.
"Don't worry. Just make two bottles of fig jam. I'm not picky," Wu Hai shook his head righteously and said.
"I heard that fig jam tastes good." Wu Hai stroked his mustaches while looking at Yuan Zhou's reaction.
"I've sold them all," Yuan Zhou said calmly without changing his expression.
"Eh …" Wu Hai paused and stared at Yuan Zhou's face carefully to see if it was true.
However, Yuan Zhou still didn't show any reaction and just walked on seriously.
"You're too fast, Master." After confirming the bad news, Wu Hai stopped stroking his mustaches and started to talk about fig jam.
"Don't you like spicy food?" Hearing Wuhai muttering all the way until they reached the entrance of the restaurant, Yuan Zhou finally opened his mouth.
"It's true that I like spicy food, but I like everything you cook, including sweet ones." Wuhai once again expressed his love for Yuan Zhou's cooking.
"So, remember to take me with you next time you go," Wuhai said solemnly.
"I don't have any plans to go out in the near future." Yuan Zhou's expression remained the same. He didn't fall for Wuhai's trick at all.
Yuan Zhou didn't want to take Wuhai with him at all since it was a rare chance for him to go out. Therefore, Yuan Zhou went back to the store after he finished speaking.
"What a heartless and unreasonable Compass." Wuhai looked at Yuan Zhou and sighed.
"Little Hai, is there anyone who is more ruthless and unreasonable than you?" Zheng Jiawei, who was standing at the top of the stairs, said.
"What are you talking about? I don't have feelings for her," said Wuhai seriously.
"Alright, come up quickly. Lin Lin is still waiting for your call," said Zheng Jiawei as he raised his phone.
"Tsk, aren't you a couple? Just say thank you to her." Wuhai looked at the phone and took a step back subconsciously.
"No way. Lin Lin said she wanted to tell you something." Zheng Jiawei shook his head and walked to Wuhai with small steps. He raised the phone to Wuhai's ear.
"Huh?" Wuhai made a sound of surprise and tilted his head, as if he could stay further away from Wu Lin.
"What's wrong? You don't want to answer my call? "Wu Lin's voice was heard the moment the phone reached Wuhai's ear.
"No," said Wuhai with certainty.
"Heh, that's good. If I find out that you burn the bridge after crossing the river, I think you know what will happen to you next time." The way Wu Lin addressed Wuhai as "brother" made his hair stand on end.
Then, although Wuhai looked impatient, he still listened to Wu Lin and didn't intend to hang up the phone.
Therefore, the call this time was the same as before. Wu Lin hung up the phone.
"There's a spring art exhibition in Barcelona. Little Hai, do you want to go?" asked Zheng Jiawei as he put away the phone.
"No," Wuhai refused immediately.
"But you promised the organizer that you would go last time," reminded Zheng Jiawei.
"Oh, then tell him that if you can invite Compass, I will go," said Wuhai slyly while stroking his mustaches.
"Alright." Zheng Jiawei nodded helplessly.
"Let's have dinner together tonight," after saying that, Wuhai went to the art studio by himself.
"Okay, Little Hai. Thank you," Zheng Jiawei cheered up when he heard that Wuhai was going to stay for dinner.
"I didn't say that I will treat you. You pay for it yourself," said Wuhai.
"Okay. I will pay with your card," said Zheng Jiawei with a smile.
"Up to you." Wuhai declined to comment.
"Thank you, Little Hai," Zheng Jiawei didn't mind that Wuhai didn't wait for him and followed him into the restaurant.
That's right. In fact, Wuhai was in charge of his own money. Some of his money was with Wu Lin and some was with Zheng Jiawei. The money in his hands was transferred to him by Wu Lin on time.
Of course, he had no idea about that. If he didn't eat his meals in Yuanzhou shop every day, he wouldn't even have money in his hands before.
After all, Zheng Jiawei was in charge of his meals in the past, so he really didn't need money.
When it came to dinner time, there were more people waiting in line outside the restaurant. Jin Ming came very early, so he was the third in line. The first two were naturally Wuhai and Zheng Jiawei.
The fourth and fifth were Liu Jianan and his granddaughter.
As soon as the restaurant was opened, the first 12 customers swarmed into the restaurant. Of course, Liu Jianan and his granddaughter still sat at the seats closest to the dishes.
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, I heard that someone used fake money in your restaurant today?" As soon as he entered the restaurant, Liu Jianan said loudly just as he sat down.
"The moral degeneration of the world is getting worse day by day. How about it? Do you want to cook in my restaurant? I will definitely give you real money without any fake money, "Liu Jianan immediately brought out his purpose without waiting for anyone to answer.
After that, Liu Jianan looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly.
Yuan Zhou paused for a while and then said, "I didn't receive it in my restaurant."
"You think too much. Whoever dares to use fake money here, I will tear him apart alive." Wuhai sneered and made a gesture conveniently.
"Tsk-tsk. Young people shouldn't be so hot-tempered. It's just fake money. Just catch him. Will you consider my proposal, Boss Yuan?" Liu Jianan waved his hand and then continued looking at Yuan Zhou expectantly.
"Please order your dishes," Yuan Zhou said with the same expression.
"Yeah, yeah. Boss Yuan, you definitely can't cook the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine in your restaurant." On hearing that, Jin Ming immediately uttered.
"Please say it." Yuan Zhou's confident voice passed from the face mask.
There was no tool in the restaurant that he didn't have. Of course, the tool must be related to cooking.
"The Candy Rice Cracker. And it must be the old-fashioned kind, the kind that makes a loud bang," Jin Ming said excitedly.
Jin Ming was over 40 years old this year. He only remembered the old-fashioned popcorn machine by chance. Judging from how young Yuan Zhou was, he probably hadn't seen it before.
Even if he had seen it before, the popcorn machine wasn't sold anymore. Besides, the kitchen was so small that it couldn't make the old-fashioned popcorn. Therefore, Jin Ming said that Yuanzhou Shop couldn't make it.
However, the complacent expression on Jin Ming's face didn't last long. Yuan Zhou straightforwardly took out a black and shiny popcorn machine from the cabinet at the side. Of course, it was a miniature version, about half the size of the old popcorn machine.
"Is it this old-fashioned machine?" Yuan Zhou was wearing a face mask, but his eyes looked quite serious.
"How come you have this?" Jin Ming said in surprise.
"You have come too few times. Sister Jiang has long ordered the Candy Rice Cracker. So have I." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and said.
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