"Yeah. I can tell from the taste just now," the grandpa nodded and said.
"Yeah. We haven't eaten such fragrant meat for a long time," the grandma said.
"Eat more if you like it," the grandpa scooped a spoonful of the meat into the grandma's bowl while speaking.
"I can't eat so much. Hurry up and eat," the grandma said with a smile.
"I know, I know. There's a lot of meat. Little Boss is a kind-hearted person. The meat is good and the taste is delicious," the grandpa praised.
"Yeah." The grandma nodded.
"Little Boss, are you going to open tomorrow?" the grandpa raised his head and asked Yuan Zhou loudly.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.
"That's good. We'll come again tomorrow," the grandpa said with a smile.
"Okay," Yuan Zhou said.
"You have to collect the money tomorrow, right?" Before Yuan Zhou answered, the grandma continued, "I think your restaurant isn't big. You should collect the money. Otherwise, you'll suffer a great loss."
"Um, I'll collect the money tomorrow," Yuan Zhou felt warm in his heart and answered with a nod.
"That's good. Small businesses rely on their own abilities to make a living. You should collect the money," the grandpa agreed hurriedly.
"Don't worry. The business of Boss Yuan's restaurant is very good. We won't starve," Jiang Changxi said with a smile.
"It's good that there's no business. Then, I can finish the whole restaurant," Wuhai complained in a low voice.
"Of course. How can there be no customers with such good craftsmanship? The business will definitely be good," the grandma nodded and said. There were many customers with good craftsmanship. This was the opinion of the two elders.
"Yeah, it will definitely be good." The grandpa also nodded.
"By the way, why didn't you stay at home for the Spring Festival? I heard from my parents that we should have a reunion dinner together on the Spring Festival Eve," Xia Yu asked curiously.
Xia Yu grew up abroad and had a straightforward personality. She didn't have a strong concept of the Spring Festival. Therefore, she asked directly.
"We are family," the grandpa and grandma looked at each other and said gently.
"Ah?" Xia Yu didn't understand.
Ruan Xiaoqing tugged at Xia Yu's sleeve, indicating that she should stop asking.
After all, if they weren't at home to celebrate the New Year's Eve, there might be some difficulties. Although the two elders couldn't see it on their faces, it wasn't good to ask this question.
"We don't have children, and we don't know how to cook, so we eat out," the old woman said with a smile.
"Wow, so cool. Is it DINK?" Xia Yu said.
"Yes, yes, yes. It's DINK. We've been doing creative work all our lives and didn't have much time. Later, when we grew old, we felt it was quite good to live like this, so we didn't have children." The grandpa held the grandma's hand and said gently.
"I feel like you guys are so blessed," Xia Yu said enviously.
"Hahaha, little girl, there's no need to be envious. In the future, you'll also meet someone who shares your values." The old granny winked at Xia Yu. Her attitude was very youthful.
When Jiang Changxi heard that, she couldn't help but look at Yuan Zhou who was seriously eating the soup with vermicelli in his bowl. On the other hand, Ling Hong had already made Ruan Xiaoqing feel too embarrassed to raise her head.
"It's too little. Besides, I have to grab the crispy meat with my hands to eat it." Wuhai put down the bowl and stretched his head to look at the kitchen behind Yuan Zhou. He continued, "So I can eat the crispy meat that way. I heard that it's more authentic and fragrant."
"Don't come up with excuses just because you want to snatch the food." Jiang Changxi rolled her eyes at Wuhai.
"Here's mine. Try grabbing it with your hands." Ling Hong picked up his bowl with a smile and handed it to Wuhai.
In front of Wuhai was a bowl of crispy meat soup. Moreover, it was the kind that emitted steam and looked quite hot. Therefore, Ling Hong looked like he was watching a show.
"No problem." As soon as Wuhai finished speaking, he immediately reached out and quickly scooped up a piece of crispy meat before Ling Hong could react and threw it into his mouth.
The speed was comparable to the speed of sound. It was so fast that one could see afterimages.
"Oh, it's delicious. It's really delicious to grab it with your hands." Wuhai chewed and swallowed it in one gulp and said in satisfaction.
"…" Ling Hong looked at his bowl and then at Wuhai speechlessly.
"Pfft." Ruan Xiaoqing who was watching the whole process couldn't help but laugh.
"Wu Shou, you don't want your claws anymore?" Ling Hong said in shock.
"Actually, Mr. Ling, the crispy meat soup isn't hot. The food cooked by Boss Yuan is very suitable for us diners, be it the taste or the taste. The crispy meat soup served is only slightly hot, but it's edible." Zheng Jiawei reminded softly.
"Tycoon Ling Hong, you are really too stupid." Wuhai looked at Ling Hong in disdain. Then, he continued to look at Yuan Zhou with anticipation.
"That's all. It's all on the table." Yuan Zhou immediately moved his bowl without anyone noticing and said calmly.
"Impossible. I clearly saw that there's another bowl over there." Wuhai pointed at a covered bowl in the kitchen and said.
"That's someone else's," Yuan Zhou said.
"Where is there someone else? There's clearly no more. Are you thinking of eating it behind my back? "Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and looked at Yuan Zhou suspiciously.
"That's what you would do." Yuan Zhou said indifferently.
"Yes. That's what I would do. Therefore, you can't learn from me and be as shameless as me." Wuhai nodded his head in agreement and looked at the bowl again.
"It's not yours even if I look at it. Yours has already been eaten." Yuan Zhou gestured to Wuhai to look at his bowl that was cleaner than if he had licked it.
"Then let us keep watch with you tonight," Wuhai suddenly retracted his gaze and said in all seriousness.
With that said, the people in the shop immediately looked at Yuan Zhou and waited for his answer.
Yuan Zhou looked at everyone and nodded with a gentle gaze. "Alright, I just happened to have prepared some snacks."
"That's great. Shall we watch the Spring Festival Gala? Shall we keep watch at the tavern or here? "Jiang Changxi asked with a smile.
"Either is fine," Yuan Zhou said warmly.
"Then let's go to the tavern," Jiang Changxi suggested.
"Alright, let's go there." Ling Hong and Ruan Xiaoqing looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
The others also echoed one after another. Gabriel at the side wiped his mouth hurriedly and said, "Can I go with you?"
Gabriel was a little embarrassed when he said that. After all, although he was a regular customer, he really didn't know Yuan Zhou. But when he thought of the delicious dishes left behind, he couldn't help saying that.
"Sure." Yuan Zhou nodded his head. Then, he looked at the old couple who came for the first time and asked, "Do you want to go with me?"
"Can we, too?" The old couple asked in surprise.
"Of course, as long as you are willing to." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Sorry to bother you, little boss. Thank you very much." The old grandpa thanked him hurriedly.
"Thank you, little boss." The old grandma also thanked him smilingly.
The two old people didn't come because of Yuan Zhou's dishes, but because of the lively atmosphere in the restaurant.
"You are welcome." Yuan Zhou shook his head and then looked at Zheng Jiawei and said, "Please take them upstairs."
"Okay, no problem." Zheng Jiawei answered immediately. Then, he stood up and led them to the sergestes wall view door.
"Everybody, please follow me." Zheng Jiawei led them to the courtyard courteously.
The customers who passed by Yuan Zhou all smiled at Yuan Zhou and nodded to him.
Yuan Zhou also responded to them one by one, but he didn't follow them upstairs because he was still waiting for the owner of the Crispy Pork Vermicelli Soup specially left behind.
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