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Chapter 1205

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Of course, Yuan Zhou didn't know the contempt of the Michelin inspectors. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care about it. Didn't it prove his own words that they didn't know anything about Chinese food?

Nevertheless, the inspectors of Michelin specially went to a restaurant in Chengdu in groups for the sake of concealment and fairness. Just as they usually did, they started to observe the professionalism of the doorman, the surrounding environment, the restaurant environment and so on from the moment the car stopped.

The Michelin selection was going on like a raging fire in Chengdu, but Yuan Zhou encountered a little trouble.

The reason was that when he got up in the morning, Yuan Zhou found the bed he had been sleeping on since he was a child began to emit squeaking sounds.

Yuan Zhou didn't believe it and thought it was an illusion. He sat down again and immediately, there came the sound of the unbearable weight, "Squeak Squeak."

"Am I fat?" Yuan Zhou knitted his brows tightly and pondered over the question seriously while sitting on the bed with a puzzled expression.

"Ka Ka", Yuan Zhou got up and the small single bed immediately emitted the sound again.

"Are you kidding me? Am I really fat?" Yuan Zhou lifted up his clothes and looked at the six-pack on his belly. He immediately shook his head and denied the thought.

"Has it been in disrepair for years?" Yuan Zhou lifted up the well-made bed this time.

Yuan Zhou's bed was a wooden frame bed made by his parents when he was in middle school. It was the kind of bed with a big wooden frame on all sides and a wooden strip in the middle and a layer of wooden planks on top. Yuan Zhou had slept on this bed for almost ten years.

This time, as soon as Yuan Zhou lifted up the bed, the slightly damaged wooden planks underneath were immediately revealed.

"It's really broken." Looking at the damaged wooden planks, Yuan Zhou heaved a sigh.

After standing beside the bed and looking at it fixedly for quite a while, Yuan Zhou put down the bed, turned around and went downstairs to exercise.

While jogging, Yuan Zhou was thinking about buying a bed.

"Should I go to the furniture store directly? Or should I order one online and ask him to deliver it to me? "Yuan Zhou indicated that it was the first time for him to buy a bed and he didn't know where to start.

After thinking for a while, Yuan Zhou still had no clue. Suddenly, he asked in his heart, "System, do you provide beds?"

The system displayed, "This system is the Master Chef System."

"I know, you don't have to emphasize it." Yuan Zhou nodded and continued, "So, do you have a bed or not?"

This time, without waiting for the system to refute, Yuan Zhou earnestly said, "System, you have to know that sleep is also very important for a chef. If you don't get enough sleep, how can you practice cooking well, right?"

"System, do you provide beds there?" Yuan Zhou asked expectantly.

The system displayed, "... No."

"System, you're becoming more and more inconsiderate." Yuan Zhou sighed.

The system displayed, "The ultimate goal of the system is to make the host a Master Chef who is proficient in both Chinese and Western cuisines."

"That's why you still don't have a bed." Yuan Zhou continued to sigh. "Even New Oriental has 800 stainless steel beds."

The system displayed, "…"

"I won't make things difficult for you. I will buy a bed for myself," Yuan Zhou said magnanimously when he didn't get a reply from the system after waiting for quite a while.

The System wanted to curse right now.

Of course, the system didn't say that. Yuan Zhou didn't know that and continued to worry about his bed.

When it came to breakfast time, Yuan Zhou put that matter aside again and started to prepare the dishes earnestly.

Many people came for breakfast today, including Jiang Changxi, Ling Hong, Wuhai and Yin Ya.

That's right. Since Yin Ya left last time, she hadn't come for several consecutive days. But this Saturday morning, she got up early and came again.

As usual, it was Yuan Zhou who greeted Yin Ya to take a seat and then ordered the dishes.

Moreover, they didn't leave after breakfast this time. As Ling Hong had proposed to see Wuhai's cat earlier, they prepared to go together after breakfast time ended.

This included Yuan Zhou. Therefore, they were all waiting at the door.

The breakfast time lasted for one hour. Not long after they finished their breakfast, the breakfast time ended.

"Teacher's father, can I go with you?" After Yuan Zhou washed his hands and opened the partition, Cheng Ying asked expectantly.

"You can ask Wuhai. The cat is his," Yuan Zhou said.

"Sure. If I don't see it now, the cat will be Broth's in the future." Wuhai waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Great. Thank you, Brother Wu." Cheng Ying immediately jumped up happily. She was quite happy.

"Are you going?" Yuan Zhou turned his head and asked Zhou Jia who hadn't left yet.

"No. I'll look after the restaurant for you, boss." Zhou Jia said smilingly.

"Um. Okay." Yuan Zhou didn't refuse her and said with a nod.

Then, they walked to Wuhai's art studio across the street. Of course, they went up the stairs.

As soon as they entered the door, Wuhai's big bed appeared in front of them. The cat was lying on the edge of the bed and appeared quite obedient.

"Here, it's my cat. Look." Wuhai pointed at the cat and said confidently.

"I have to take a good look at it. Don't let the cat be ruined in your hands." Ling Hong took a step forward straightforwardly.

"Yes." Jiang Changxi nodded her head.

At the side, Yin Ya also went up to have a look worriedly. Only Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai's bed and prepared to ask a question.

"I told you it's well fed and eaten well. Moreover, it's getting fat." Wuhai said angrily.

After they played with the cat for a while, they stood up and expressed their approval to Wuhai's words.

"Wuhai, where did you buy your bed?" Just when they were about to leave, Yuan Zhou suddenly said.

"Ah?" Wuhai was a little stupefied.

The remaining people also looked at Yuan Zhou blankly. They didn't understand why he suddenly changed the topic from the cat to the bed.

"You want to buy a bed?" Jiang Changxi was the first to react. She took a step forward and stretched out her white fingertips to touch Ling Hong at the side. She smiled maliciously.

In Yuan Zhou's eyes, Jiang Changxi's behavior indicated that she was going to stir up trouble again.

Therefore, Yuan Zhou nodded his head cautiously and said, "My bed is broken. I need to get a new one."

"It's a small matter. You don't need to get a new one. Come sleep on my bed. It's big and soft. I even have a human pillow. I guarantee you will sleep comfortably and peacefully." Jiang Changxi's eyes lit up and said with an ambiguous tone.

Yuan Zhou kept a straight face and tried hard not to be affected by Jiang Changxi's ambiguous eyes. However, before he could answer, Jiang Changxi said again, "Am I right, Yin Ya? You slept with me last time. Isn't it big and soft?"

As Jiang Changxi spoke, she touched Yin Ya's white and tender face and said with a teasing expression.

As soon as she said that, except for the thick-headed Wu Hai and Yuan Zhou who didn't react, everyone looked at Jiang Changxi with the same gaze. "I didn't expect Sister Jiang to be able to kill both men and women."

Even the youngest Cheng Ying looked at Jiang Changxi in disbelief and then looked at Yin Ya. She looked very conflicted.

"Sister Jiang, I slept in your guest room that time. We didn't sleep together." Yin Ya blushed and immediately said.

"Yeah, I also said the guest room. What are you thinking, Little Ya?" Jiang Changxi nodded and said with a surprised expression.

Then, Yin Ya retreated in defeat and quietly left, ready to watch Jiang Changxi tease Yuan Zhou.

"How is it? Yuan Zhou, do you want to consider coming to my house? It's really super big and soft. " When she said that, Jiang Changxi's tone was ambiguous as if she was hinting at something, but her expression was very serious.

"No need. I will buy a new one. I have money." Yuan Zhou immediately emphasized, "A lot of money."



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