Time passed quickly. Soon, it was the time when most of the companies had reopened for business.
Even Yin Ya had returned to Chengdu the day before. She came to the restaurant for a meal as soon as possible and even brought Yuan Zhou some Tangyuan from her hometown.
That's right. This time, Yin Ya brought Tangyuan. However, this Tangyuan looked different from the ones in Sichuan Province. This Tangyuan had a sharp horn on the top and was called a dumpling in her hometown.
This dumpling had two colors. The white one was filled with shredded radish and meat while the green one was filled with sweet red bean paste.
After receiving the gift, Yuan Zhou was very happy. He also gave Yin Ya a small gift in return. However, the gift this time wasn't food.
It was a small ornament. It was a pig-shaped ornament made of yellow rosewood carved by Yuan Zhou during the Chinese New Year. There were two pigs in total. They were charmingly naive and very cute.
Yin Ya originally wanted to say that the wood was precious. However, when she saw Yuan Zhou's solemn expression, she swallowed the unpleasant words and put it away earnestly.
"Thank you," Yin Ya said with a little embarrassment.
"You're welcome. It's not a waste of effort. After all, I have to practice carving every day," Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
"I know you're serious about cooking," Yin Ya said, feeling angry and amused at the same time.
That's right. Now, Yin Ya could also understand the unexpressed meaning of most of Yuan Zhou's words. Yuan Zhou just told her not to feel burdened. He told her that this was something he would use every day and not to think too much about the yellow rosewood.
However, this way of saying still made Yin Ya a little speechless.
"Um. I've always been serious." Yuan Zhou nodded again.
"…" Yin Ya was speechless for a moment. She paused for a while and then said, "Then I'm leaving. I have a lot of things to do today. I can't stay any longer."
"Okay. Will you come for a drink in the afternoon?" Yuan Zhou asked. Thinking that his tone was a little too straightforward, he added, "The weather this afternoon is nice. It's sunny."
"Um. I will come," Yin Ya nodded and said.
"See you in the afternoon then." Yuan Zhou's expression was calm, but his tone was more gentle.
"Um, see you in the afternoon." Yin Ya nodded.
This time, Yuan Zhou nodded and did not say anything more. He silently watched as Yin Ya slowly walked away.
"Fortunately, I started preparing before Chinese New Year," Yuan Zhou said abruptly as he looked at Yin Ya's receding figure.
This time, Yin Ya came for breakfast. After breakfast, she stayed for ten minutes in the Yuanzhou shop before leaving.
Therefore, it was still early, but Yuan Zhou didn't start sculpting at the door. Instead, he went back to the shop and busied himself with something. Nobody knew what he was doing, but he was definitely not cooking because no smell leaked out.
This was the conclusion that Wu Hai had come to after secretly observing from upstairs.
Time always passed quickly without anyone noticing. Very soon, it was lunchtime.
"Happy New Year, Boss," Zhou Jia and Cheng Ying said in unison to Yuan Zhou who was preparing with his head lowered.
"Um. Happy New Year," Yuan Zhou nodded and continued to busy himself with the matter at hand.
Zhou Jia and Cheng Ying also quickly picked up the warm water and handkerchief prepared by Yuan Zhou and began to wipe the tables and chairs in the shop energetically.
"Jia Jia, I received two red packets from my Teacher's father this year," Cheng Ying said to Zhou Jia proudly.
"Although I don't have two red packets, I have a year-end bonus plus a salary of 13 years and a red packet for starting work," Zhou Jia raised her head and smiled at Cheng Ying.
"… Jia Jia, you are no longer the pure and kind Jia Jia from before," Cheng Ying said with a sad tone.
"Yes, because I am the rich Jia Jia now," Zhou Jia smiled and touched Cheng Ying's head with the hand that just took the rag.
"You did it on purpose," Cheng Ying took off Zhou Jia's hand and said angrily.
"No, I washed my hands," Zhou Jia said with a smile.
"Hmph, that won't do. You have to treat me to breakfast cooked by my Teacher's father before I can forgive you," Cheng Ying said slyly.
"I know, I know. I originally planned to treat you with a red packet for starting work. Min Min will also come by then. We can eat at different times so that we won't delay the boss's work," Zhou Jia said.
"Okay." Cheng Ying immediately nodded her head vigorously.
"Teacher's father, can I come to eat breakfast? The kind that Jia Jia treats. "Cheng Ying turned her head and looked at Yuan Zhou eagerly.
"Those who come to the restaurant to pay are all customers," Yuan Zhou said primly.
"That's great. I knew Teacher's father wouldn't refuse." Cheng Ying immediately clenched her fist and waved it happily. She looked very happy.
"Thank you, boss." Zhou Jia also bowed and thanked him earnestly.
"You don't have to. Those who come to eat are all customers," Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
"Um." Zhou Jia nodded her head with a smile.
Everyone had long been accustomed to Yuan Zhou's warm heart despite his cold appearance. After all, the thick red packet for starting work was still in Zhou Jia's pocket, which made her feel warm in her heart.
There were more and more customers outside. Zhou Jia and Cheng Ying also walked out of the restaurant to maintain the order outside.
As soon as they walked out of the restaurant, however, Cheng Ying said to Zhou Jia, "Jia Jia, do you feel that Teacher's father is very happy today?"
"Yes." Zhou Jia nodded her head affirmatively.
"Yeah, I think so too." Seeing Zhou Jia affirm her guess, Cheng Ying turned her head and looked at Yuan Zhou with puzzlement.
Yuan Zhou's expression was still solemn and indifferent as usual, but his eyes seemed to be glowing. The aura around him made people feel happy.
It was obvious that it was Yuan Zhou's happy appearance.
"It's rare that Teacher's father and Master's wife have made decisive progress?" Cheng Ying guessed inwardly while maintaining the order.
Of course, Cheng Ying didn't know that her guess was very close to the truth.
As it was already the 8th day of the Chinese New Year, the restaurant was quite boisterous today.
Ma Zhida and Wu Zhou were the first batch of customers to enter the restaurant noisily all the way.
"Sigh. The first day of work is so boring. I feel like I have the holiday syndrome." Ma Zhida leaned on the long table weakly.
"I've been working for two days." Wu Zhou said angrily.
"I've been working all the time." Yuan Zhou answered abruptly.
"Boss Yuan has been working all the time. Naturally, he can't understand the feelings of a person on holiday like me." Ma Zhida shook his head and revealed a manner of "You don't understand".
Faced with Ma Zhida's ridicule, Wu Zhou immediately stood up for Ma Zhida and said, "Indeed, Boss Yuan can't understand how you feel when you are resting because you have been working so hard. But a single dog like you can't understand how I feel when I left my wife and children to go to work for two days."
Hearing such defense, the corner of Yuan Zhou's mouth couldn't help twitching under the mask. Luckily, he was wearing the mask and nobody saw it.
Although Wu Zhou's defense gave Yuan Zhou a headache, he still gave face and looked at Ma Zhida to express his dissatisfaction.
Yuan Zhou didn't argue with Wu Zhou generously this time. It wasn't because of Wu Zhou's defense, but because he was in a really good mood today. In other words, his mood would always be good in the near future.
"No, no, no. I don't mean that. What I mean is, thanks to Boss Yuan, you are still running your restaurant. Your restaurant is my motivation to work." Ma Zhida declared solemnly.
After all, the desire for good food was more important than his face.
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