"Yes, I am." Yuan Zhou nodded and continued eating the porridge and pickled vegetables.
"One more bowl," Wuhai said after putting down the bowl.
"One bowl per person, no more," Yuan Zhou said indifferently as he glanced at Wuhai's clean celadon bowl.
"Are you trying to feed a cat with one bowl? We are friends, after all. How can we not let our friends eat their fill when we are treating them to a meal?" Wuhai frowned and said with dissatisfaction.
"They're not friends. They're customers and restaurant owners," Yuan Zhou corrected.
"I was wrong about you, Compass. Not only are you a Compass, you are also a stingy Compass," Wuhai said angrily while stroking his mustache.
"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Zhou nodded in thanks and finished his porridge unhurriedly.
What a joke. If he didn't finish his porridge quickly, this Shameless Wu might just snatch it from him.
Coincidentally, Wuhai really stared at Yuan Zhou's bowl until Yuan Zhou put it down. When he saw that the bowl was also empty, he looked away regretfully.
"I'll leave after the meal. Bye." Yuan Zhou felt lucky inwardly and began to drive them away with a calm expression.
"I have never seen someone as stingy as you!" Wuhai looked around and saw that there was nothing to eat. He stood up and prepared to leave.
"Take care. I won't see you out," Yuan Zhou said calmly.
When Wuhai reached the door, he didn't turn around and only said, "Thank you."
Yuan Zhou's response was to wave his hand without saying anything.
That's right. Wuhai knew why Yuan Zhou didn't let him eat more. He didn't eat much yesterday and didn't rest at night. If he ate too much, he might have to go to the hospital.
Eating less now was good for his stomach so that he could eat more at noon. Thinking of the delicacies at noon, Wuhai decided to leave.
After Wuhai went upstairs, Yuan Zhou returned to the courtyard and began to clear the table.
By the time Yuan Zhou finished cleaning up, there was not much time left in the morning, so he did not go out to sculpt. He just sat on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes to rest for a while.
Yuan Zhou was holding a book in his hand. His eyes were slightly closed and his legs were relaxed. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back against the wall.
After all, Yuan Zhou was a little tired after a sleepless night.
On the other hand, Wuhai continued to immerse himself in the painting after going upstairs, but he seemed to be in a much better state.
This made Zheng Jiawei, who had been keeping watch for the whole night, feel a lot more at ease.
"Fortunately, Xiaohai's body is much better now. Otherwise, I'm afraid that he wouldn't be able to endure it." Zheng Jiawei looked at the Yuanzhou shop outside the window gratefully.
Time ticked away and soon it was lunchtime. The first five customers in line were Wuhai, Ling Hong, Jiang Changxi, Yin Ya and the strong man.
It was the man who liked to listen to Grandpa Jia's stories but was afraid of it. He also came.
Among them, Ling Hong was wearing a black filial cloth on his arm, which was pinned to his white short-sleeved shirt. He didn't have the usual sunny smile on his face, instead, he was expressionless.
Such a scene made the customers who already knew them stop chatting. They just discussed with each other in a low voice.
This was probably the quietest time ever since Yuan Zhou opened for business. Even today, there were very few people cutting the line. A group of people just lined up there in a dense mass. It was very quiet.
Five minutes before the restaurant opened, they waited in line and got their number quietly.
"The first 12 customers, please come in for lunch." Zhou Jia's voice wasn't as melodious as usual. Instead, it sounded a little choked.
As soon as they entered the restaurant and took their seats, the restaurant became even quieter. For a while, nobody said anything.
Even Wuhai, who was usually the most anxious to eat, also became quiet.
Yin Ya just looked at Yuan Zhou worriedly and then sat on the chair without saying anything.
"Everybody, what would you like to eat for lunch?" In the end, Yuan Zhou stood in the middle of the long curved table and asked.
"Yeah, let's order dishes." The strong man reacted and then nodded his head and said.
"Zhou Jia, go and order dishes." Yuan Zhou stopped Zhou Jia who was in a daze.
"Ok. What would you like to eat?" Zhou Jia tried her best to calm herself down and then asked peacefully.
"Get me a Dongpo Pig Knuckle and plain white rice today." While flipping through the menu, the strong man thought of Grandpa Jia's words and then said without hesitation.
"Ok. Would you like to pay by bank transfer or cash?" Zhou Jia nodded her head and then asked.
"Yes, please." The strong man transferred the money deftly and then sat there without saying anything again.
"Let me order dishes, too." At that time, Ling Hong said.
"Yes, I want to order dishes, too." Wuhai said.
"Jia Jia, come and order dishes for us when you are done," Yin Ya said gently.
"Ok. Please wait a moment." Zhou Jia nodded her head and answered quickly.
"Let me also help you order dishes. What would you like to eat?" Engineer Cheng stood up proactively and began to help.
After someone ordered dishes, the atmosphere in the restaurant became a little livelier. Everyone began to look at the menu and order dishes earnestly.
Just in a little while, everyone had ordered their own dishes. At that time, everyone relaxed again. Only Yuan Zhou was busy now.
Yuan Zhou's hand holding the kitchen knife was very steady. His movements were as smooth as flowing water and his cooking speed was extremely fast.
"After you finish eating, follow me to the art studio to get something." Wuhai turned his head and said to Ling Hong at the side.
"Why are you sitting beside me?" When Ling Hong heard the voice, he turned his head and looked at Wuhai with puzzlement.
That's right. Although Wuhai and Ling Hong had a good relationship, they seldom sat together for meals. After all, Shameless Wu wasn't joking. He wouldn't snatch other people's food, but he wouldn't feel any guilt if he snatched Ling Hong's food.
"Listen to others." Wuhai straightened his face and said solemnly.
"Ok." Ling Hong answered and didn't ask what it was.
"But don't snatch my dishes today." Ling Hong emphasized.
"Tu Moneybags are as stingy as ever." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and looked at Ling Hong impatiently.
"Same here." Ling Hong looked at Wuhai from head to toe and said.
The two of them bickered for a while and then stopped. At that time, the strong man sitting at the other side of Ling Hong suddenly spoke.
"Mr. Ling Hong, my condolences." The strong man comforted him.
"Thank you." Ling Hong nodded his head and didn't say much.
"Actually, Grandpa Jia died a worthy death. Grandpa Jia was a soldier. Even though he didn't go to the battlefield, he was still a hero when he acted bravely for the sake of justice," the strong man said earnestly.
After the strong man finished speaking, the other customers couldn't help but nod their heads and talk about Grandpa Jia's courage, saying that he was a hero.
"Damn it. Who the hell wants to die? So what if he acted bravely for the sake of justice? Does he deserve to die because he acted bravely for the sake of justice? Living is the best, "Ling Hong suddenly stood up and said loudly.
"Living is the best. Who doesn't want to live?" Ling Hong's voice became softer and softer as he spoke.
How could Ling Hong not understand that Grandpa Jia was a hero? But just like what Ling Hong had said, living was the best and not letting them reminisce about him here.
Therefore, when Ling Hong finished speaking, the restaurant instantly quietened down. Even Yuan Zhou's knife paused for a moment before he continued brandishing it.
"Duo Duo Duo". No one spoke in the restaurant. For a moment, only the sound of Yuan Zhou's kitchen knife touching the chopping board could be heard.
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