In view of Wuhai's words, Yuan Zhou didn't bother to respond and just lowered his head to eat the noodles silently.
This bowl of Scallion Oil Noodles had the same thickness and was covered with amber scallion oil. Because of the addition of a drop of Qiu Oil, the amber scallion oil became darker.
The green chopped scallion was sprinkled on the noodles and there were also pieces of seemingly burnt golden meat on the noodles.
Yuan Zhou directly picked one up with the chopsticks and put it into his mouth.
Before the Scallion Oil Noodles entered his mouth, the taste of the scallion oil rushed straight to the tip of his nose, making him unable to help but speed up stuffing the noodles into his mouth.
When the noodles were stuffed into his mouth, the warm temperature in his oral cavity immediately melted the scallion oil on the noodles. The fragrance of scallion, oil, and burnt instantly exploded in his mouth.
"Um." Yuan Zhou emitted a slight sound of chewing and then started to chew the noodles.
As he chewed, the original wheat fragrance of the noodles appeared in his mouth again. As it was just hand-rolled noodles, it was chewy and chewy. However, as the noodles were very thin, he didn't feel it was difficult to chew. Instead, it felt soft and tough.
"Ca Ca". While he was chewing, he also ate the crispy meat, which emitted a slight sound.
After he chewed it, he found it wasn't meat at all. It was the small scallion that Yuan Zhou specially left when he made the Scallion Oil Noodles. Because the whole scallion was fried until it was crispy and full of scallion oil, it was really crispy and fragrant with a hint of meat fragrance when eaten.
Together with the natural softness and chewiness of the broth and the fragrance of the scallion oil, it felt really delicious when eaten.
And the natural fragrance of the chopped scallion removed the slightly greasy feeling very well, making the noodles refreshing without losing the wheat fragrance.
"Um. The home-style Scallion Oil Noodles is really good." Yuan Zhou affirmed his craftsmanship inwardly.
At the side, Wuhai had already eaten a mouthful of the broth and a mouthful of the noodles very happily.
The taste of the Scallion Oil Noodles was known from the way his mustaches were almost curled up.
This bowl of Scallion Oil Noodles was prepared by Yuan Zhou for one person. After eating it, one would be 70% full, which was just right for dinner.
However, Wuhai rubbed his belly and shook his head. "Too little, too little."
"Don't eat too much for dinner," Yuan Zhou put away the dishes and said indifferently.
"That's still too little. I'm only 30% full." Wuhai smacked his lips as if he hadn't had enough.
"Sleep early and you won't be hungry." Yuan Zhou put the dishes in the dishwasher.
"I will wake up from hunger. I don't expect noodles. How about a bowl of noodle soup?" Wu Hai stretched his head and looked at the pot in which Yuan Zhou was cooking noodles.
Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai's eager face and was silent for three seconds. Then, he took out a big bowl and poured out all the broth in the pot.
"I knew Compass would always be Compass." Wuhai couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and drink.
He looked like a buffalo drinking water. The broth in the bowl slid down Wuhai's throat at lightning speed.
"Leave as soon as you finish it," Yuan Zhou frowned and said.
"No problem." Wuhai put down the bowl and wiped his mouth. Without any hesitation, he turned around and left.
"You run so fast." Yuan Zhou put away the bowl and looked at Wuhai who had already disappeared. Then, he closed the door.
"I'll naturally read books and practice my culinary skills and carving for the rest of the time. It's most comfortable." Yuan Zhou closed the door and felt relaxed.
"It's rare that I don't open the restaurant for a few days. It feels good." While there was nobody in the restaurant, Yuan Zhou stretched himself.
Therefore, starting from 8: 00 am, Yuan Zhou spent two hours practicing wood carving in order to prepare for the incoming new wood. As for the remaining two hours, Yuan Zhou spent it in bed.
That's right. After Yuan Zhou finished the carving, he went to bed early. He sat at the head of the bed and flipped the book contentedly. Once it was 12: 00 am, Yuan Zhou labeled the wood and lay down to sleep.
The next morning, Yuan Zhou woke up on time for his morning jog. He squinted his eyes and went to the toilet to relieve himself. Then, he washed up and changed his clothes before going downstairs for his morning jog.
Yuan Zhou was as regular as usual. Of course, Wu Hai, who had been slacking off for three days and drying his net for two days, was naturally not here today.
"Morning, Boss Yuan." Huang Ling walked home with the cleaning tools.
"Morning. How's the new home?" Yuan Zhou nodded his head and asked.
"The new home is very good. The residential area is very quiet. Brother, you don't have any problem walking anymore." Huang Ling smiled.
"That's good." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then jogged away.
Huang Ling looked at Yuan Zhou running away with a smile. There was a grateful expression on her face, but she didn't say anything. She just watched silently.
Actually, she knew that Yuan Zhou had helped her. But since Yuan Zhou wasn't willing to tell her, she had to accept it seriously and try her best to repay him.
Huang Ling touched the China knot in her pocket with one hand. It was knitted by her when she was sweeping the floor at night. Thinking of the unfinished China knots piled up at home, the satisfaction of having more than enough food at home gave Huang Ling an infinite sense of security.
These were all customers recommended by Yuan Zhou. Although the customers didn't say anything about it, Huang Ling knew about it.
When Yuan Zhou finished his jog and returned to the restaurant along the back alley, he saw an unexpected person at the door.
"Yin Ya, you are so early." Yuan Zhou raised his hand quickly to wipe the sweat on his forehead and said naturally. "Yeah.
It's rare for me to get up so early and come to see you. "Yin Ya turned her head and looked at Yuan Zhou with her hands behind her back.
"Why are you looking for me?" Yuan Zhou stopped at a place five meters away from Yin Ya and asked.
"Of course … I have something to talk to you about." Yin Ya deliberately kept him guessing and said in a sweet voice.
"Cough. What's the matter?" Yuan Zhou wasn't used to Yin Ya's behavior, but it actually alleviated his uneasiness.
"Alright. Let's stop joking." Seeing that Yuan Zhou wasn't used to it, Yin Ya waved her hand and said, "You said you would bring me a gift. You didn't forget it, did you?"
"Of course not." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"That's good. Since it's rare for me to get up so early, I thought I might as well come to get the gift," Yin Ya said casually and naturally.
"The gift isn't with me. I will go up and get it for you." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and said.
"It's okay. I'm not in a hurry. You can wash up first. You are all sweaty," Yin Ya said.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then walked forward.
Until Yuan Zhou walked to the back door, Yuan Zhou didn't turn his head to look at Yin Ya. And Yin Ya didn't say anything. Instead, she squatted down and started to talk to Broth and Rice Noodle Soup.
"Ka Da", Yuan Zhou opened the back door and walked straight in.
"This blockhead." Yin Ya couldn't help ridiculing in her heart.
Right at that moment, however, Yuan Zhou took another step forward and said, "I will be down soon."
This made Yin Ya, who was originally looking forward to it, put on a smile and said, "Don't worry. I'm not in a hurry."
"Um. I will be down in seven minutes," Yuan Zhou said as fast as he could.
"Okay." Yin Ya nodded her head.
Then, Yuan Zhou disappeared from the back door. As the back door was open, Yin Ya could hear the sound of Yuan Zhou's footsteps as he walked up the stairs.
"No wonder he is Compass." Yin Ya didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She could only say to Broth, "Do you think your boss is a blockhead?"
"Wu." The rice made a strange sound while Broth licked the head of the rice.
"Tsk-tsk. You are showing off your affection to me so early in the morning." Yin Ya rubbed Broth and Rice's heads helplessly.
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