The last person to draw the lottery was a middle-aged man. He had the same goatee as Yu Daoyi, a thin face, and wore a loose cotton gown.
However, there were stains on the deep blue gown. The stains were brownish-red and some other dark colors. On his feet was a pair of black cloth shoes.
He was not a Taoist. He had short hair, and his hands were clean and white. Unlike Yu Daoyi's pale hands, his hands seemed to have been scrubbed white.
Yuan Zhou had an impression of this person, because he was also a regular customer of the restaurant. He had been here since this year, and he would come here about once a month.
Every time he finished his meal, he would nod at Yuan Zhou, and when he walked out of the restaurant, he would bow to apologize to the customers who were still eating or waiting in line.
Yes, he was apologizing, not thanking. That was why Yuan Zhou remembered him.
Yuan Zhou could roughly guess why he was apologizing, so every time the man nodded at him, he would greet him back politely.
In other words, the regular customers of the restaurant all had some impression of him, but he did not like to talk. Every time he had a meal, he was very quiet, but his expression was one of enjoyment and peace.
The man stretched out his hand and quickly took out a small ball. Then he opened his hand. Luckily, it was a red ping pong ball.
"Okay, the five banquet tickets have been drawn. Thank you, everyone," said Yuan Zhou after Zhou Jia put it away.
"Please go to Zhou Jia's place to register your dining time. Of course, you will arrive on time on the 20th of this month. Thank you," said Yuan Zhou.
After that, Zhou Shijie and Chu Xiao walked to Yuan Zhou's place, presumably to have a chat. In the blink of an eye, Yu Daoyi, who had been brought by Zhou Shijie, walked to the man who had just arrived.
"Mr. Tang, you also came to the vegetarian banquet?" Yu Daoyi walked quickly and arrived in front of the middle-aged man.
"Daozhang Yu, so you are also here." The man called Mr. Tang raised his head and smiled at Yu Daoyi.
"Yes, I came to fulfill my promise." Yu Daoyi nodded.
After exchanging pleasantries, the two of them had nothing to say. For a moment, they just looked at each other quietly.
It was Zhou Shijie who broke the strange silence with his men.
"Old Taoist, is this your friend?" Zhou Shijie asked.
"Yes, Mr. Tang is very good at making zither." Yu Dao nodded and explained the reason why they knew each other.
"Taoist Yu is modest, your attainments in ancient zither are also very good." Mr. Tang shook his head.
Yu Daoyi smiled when he saw Mr. Tang. It was because the two of them knew each other and they were quite familiar with each other. They would bump into each other every time there was a Guqin exchange. After all, the Guqin making circle in China was not big.
Due to the fact that their zither making skills were on par, they often had some private exchanges about the zither.
However, both of them were the type of people who didn't talk much. If they didn't say anything, Qin would fall into an awkward silence.
"So the paint on your face was dyed by playing the zither," Yuan Zhou said.
"I did get it from making zither. I'm really sorry to make Boss Yuan feel embarrassed." Mr. Tang immediately said with embarrassment.
"No. Our restaurant is equipped with a high-tech odor isolator. It will automatically isolate all the odors of the customers around us when we eat, so as not to affect the dining experience of other customers." Yuan Zhou said primly.
That's right. The reason why Mr. Tang apologized after every meal was very simple. Because of the strong smell of the paint, he felt that he had affected the dining experience of other customers and brought trouble to Yuan Zhou.
Even if no one had ever said that, Mr. Tang still did it every time.
Mr. Tang's face relaxed and revealed a smile, "Old Yuan is really a godly person. He's an expert in the cooking world."
"No wonder he's my opponent. He's very considerate." Chu Xiao looked at Yuan Zhou and said seriously.
"Haw-haw. Yuan is really good at cooking." As a fan of Yuan Zhou, when Zhou Shijie heard someone praise Yuan Zhou, he naturally echoed with all his strength.
"Master Yuan is young and promising." Yu Daoyi also praised him politely.
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou nodded his head indifferently and accepted the compliment.
Seeing Yuan Zhou act so naturally, the others looked at each other and smiled. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
They didn't talk for a long time. After all, among the five of them, three didn't like to talk and the last one talked as if he was insulting others. Thus, the only one who spoke normally, Zhou Shijie, was simply exhausted in order to maintain a harmonious atmosphere.
When they finished talking and prepared to leave, Zhou Shijie let out a sigh of relief.
Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, returned to the restaurant and began to practice Guizhou Cuisine and Yunnan Cuisine as usual. After all, he also wanted to put these dishes on the menu as soon as possible.
"The menu will probably be as thick as a Xinhua Dictionary in the future." Looking at the entire Sichuan Cuisine menu, Yuan Zhou couldn't help thinking to himself.
That was true. Not to mention the foreign cuisines, if all the eight major cuisines in China were to be recorded on the menu, even the thickness of a Xinhua dictionary would not be enough.
When it was time for lunch, Yuan Zhou stood in the restaurant and looked at the eye-catching Yin Ya among the first batch of customers to enter the restaurant. He walked forward and greeted her, "Have you been on a business trip recently?"
"Huh?" Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou in puzzlement, not understanding why he asked that.
"You also came for lunch yesterday," Yuan Zhou said, "You rarely come here consecutively this year."
"…" Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou and remained silent for quite a while before she said, "We are on vacation. The Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day are released together, a total of eight days."
"Why didn't you go home after such a long vacation?" This time, it was Yuan Zhou's turn to be puzzled.
Yuan Zhou knew that Yin Ya wasn't a native of Chengdu. Logically speaking, she should go home after such a long vacation.
"Do you really want me to go home?" Yin Ya glanced at Yuan Zhou and sat down.
"You should go home after such a long vacation," Yuan Zhou looked at Yin Ya's expression and said seriously.
Girls all liked filial piety, so Yuan Zhou's answer was very smooth.
"Heh." Yin Ya was so angry that she almost laughed. She raised her hand and smoothed her hair. After calming down a little, she said, "Do you know the couplet from Wuhai last time?"
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.
"I have a second couplet now," Yin Ya said.
"What is it?" Yuan Zhou asked curiously.
Yin Ya looked at the customers in the restaurant. Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she prepared to say it.
Actually, every time the two of them spoke, the customers in the restaurant would have a tacit understanding to order their dishes or chat with each other. No one disturbed them.
"The first couplet is: Wuhai lies on the eaves of the door, Wu Men, right?" After Yin Ya said that, Yuan Zhou nodded.
Then, Yin Ya continued, "My second couplet is: Yuan Zhou carves wood, Woody Yuan."
When she said the three words "Woody Yuan", Yin Ya had a smile on her face. Her voice was both light and slightly filled with a feeling of gnashing her teeth.
"Cough, cough, cough." Yuan Zhou directly choked. He subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand outside the mask and started coughing.
"Huh? Yuan Zhou, do you have a cold? "Yin Ya pretended to be concerned.
Yuan Zhou blushed slightly and didn't dare to answer. He turned around and went back to the kitchen, appearing to be cooking seriously.
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