Uncle Luo Tuo didn't answer Peach's question, but seeing that the customers were almost gone, Peach also left.
After all, she had to go back to the company. As soon as she returned to the company, Peach went to the office to report the situation at noon to Jiang Changxi.
After the report, Peach asked, "Manager Jiang, do you still want me to go there tonight?"
"No, you don't have to go there tonight. You can go now." Jiang Changxi waved her hand and said.
"Okay." Peach nodded, then she left the office and closed the door gently.
And Jiang Changxi lowered her head and continued to work seriously.
On the other side, Yuan Zhou went upstairs to wash up and change his clothes as usual. Then he waited for Yin Ya to come to drink.
After the two of them got together, Yin Ya still came to drink every day. This could be regarded as a fixed date for the two of them.
When they drank, it was almost the same as usual. One was responsible for pouring the wine, and the other was responsible for drinking. Later, it was Yuan Zhou who read books and Yin Ya who translated books beside him.
The atmosphere was harmonious as usual, but it was more indescribably sweet than before. Maybe it was because they would suddenly look up at each other or say a few words from time to time when they were reading books.
It was this kind of behavior that made the hour of solitude so sweet and harmonious.
But sweet time was always short. An hour passed quickly. Yin Ya got up and left. Yuan Zhou walked her to the door as usual and then watched Yin Ya leave Taoxi Road and go to her company.
Of course, it was Yin Ya who asked to walk her to the door. Because she knew that Yuan Zhou had sacrificed a lot of time to practice cooking in order to make time to accompany her, so she made such a request.
After Yin Ya left, Yuan Zhou went straight to the front and prepared to practice carving.
But there was already someone waiting in front of the front door today.
And this person was Uncle Luo Tuo, who came at noon with a husky named Romeo. He was standing in front of the door with two wooden boxes in his hands.
As soon as he saw Yuan Zhou, he immediately greeted, "Good afternoon, Boss Yuan."
Yuan Zhou nodded in response, then walked to a chair in the corridor and sat down.
"Nice to meet you, Boss Yuan. I don't have much to give you. I just want to give you two ornaments. You can arrange them as you see fit." Uncle Luo Tuo handed over the box in his hand with a smile.
"A gift for me?" Yuan Zhou looked at the box in front of him in confusion, but he didn't reach out to take it.
"Yes, I think that Boss Yuan's shop is very classy. You should display some antiques." Uncle Luo Tuo nodded.
"By the way, my name is Zong Mo. I run an antique shop over there." Uncle Luo Tuo, who was also Zong Mo, suddenly remembered that he hadn't introduced himself. Thus, he quickly added.
"No need." Yuan Zhou nodded his head, indicating that he had heard his self-introduction. However, he still refused his gift verbally.
"Don't get me wrong, Boss Yuan. I don't want to use your shop to do business. After all, I sell antiques. I don't open for business for half a year. Once I do, I can live for half a year. I don't need to advertise," Zong Mo explained.
"And these are just two clean bottles. In ancient times, these were used to hold water for washing hands. They aren't very good," Zong Mo continued.
"I don't accept gifts. Besides, these are too expensive," Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.
"Oh? Boss Yuan, you know antiques? "Zong Mo's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at Yuan Zhou seriously and asked.
"I don't know." Yuan Zhou shook his head decisively and then continued, "But this is from the Ding Kiln in Quyang County, Hebei. White porcelain is produced there. This pair is a small white glazed lotus pattern bottle with a dragon head. The big one is in the museum."
"Yes, yes, yes. It's from the Ding Kiln. I didn't expect Boss Yuan to know about antiques," Zong Mo said in surprise.
"I don't know about antiques. But I saw this when I was reading a book," Yuan Zhou continued shaking his head and said.
"Since Boss Yuan knows about antiques, I will tell you the truth. This thing is one of the 18 things that Buddhist monks carry with them when they travel. It's used to drink water or wash hands. Later, it was also worshiped in front of the Buddha. So it's not a bad idea to put it in your shop, Boss Yuan," Zong Mo said.
"This pair of bottles should have a history of more than 1,000 years. It's too expensive. I can't accept it," Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.
"No, no, no. Don't misunderstand me. I have also been to restaurants that taste good. Even the private home cuisine restaurant of the descendants of the imperial chefs in Jing City can't be compared to your craftsmanship, Boss Yuan," Zong Mo said.
"Thank you for your compliment," Yuan Zhou expressed his gratitude seriously with a taut face.
"But there are antiques and ancient paintings hanging in that restaurant. They look quite cool. So I prepared to send two of them to your shop to display," Zong Mo continued.
"… Thank you," this reason made Yuan Zhou fall silent for a while. Then, he refused again.
Not knowing why, when Yuan Zhou looked at Zong Mo in front of him, he seemed to see Wu Hai who had shamelessly insisted on hanging the paintings in his shop.
"Really?" Zong Mo didn't give up and continued asking.
"No," Yuan Zhou nodded his head affirmatively.
"Alright, Boss Yuan. Why don't you go to my shop and choose whatever you like and display it yourself?" Zong Mo was originally dispirited, but when he said that, he looked at Yuan Zhou excitedly.
"No need," Yuan Zhou continued shaking his head.
"What a pity. I think Boss Yuan, it would be better if you display some antiques in your shop," Zong Mo said.
"I think customers would be more willing to have more chairs if there are seats available," Yuan Zhou suddenly said.
"You're right," Zong Mo nodded his head approvingly and then left.
Looking at Zong Mo's departing figure, Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing with emotion, "Customers nowadays are getting weirder and weirder. Each of them wants to send me a gift. As expected, I can't be too charming."
After that, Yuan Zhou heaved a deep sigh and then lowered his head to sculpt.
To Yuan Zhou, this was just an interlude. Because it wasn't only Zong Mo and Wu Yungui who wanted to send gifts to Yuan Zhou. There were also others. Therefore, Yuan Zhou wasn't surprised at all.
After the incident of Zong Mo's gift, Yuan Zhou didn't sculpt for long outside before he turned around and went back into the restaurant. After all, it was time to prepare the ingredients for dinner.
Since Yuan Zhou didn't close the door, he could clearly see more and more people outside. Of course, the first in line was still Wu Hai, the second was Zong Mo who had just sent a gift but failed, and the third was Jiang Changxi.
That's right. Jiang Changxi came at dinner time. She was wearing a pure black mask and a black woolen hat, revealing only a pair of big red eyes. She looked a little sick and weak. She stood there and waited in line seriously.
Of course, Yuan Zhou didn't see Jiang Changxi before the dinner started. When she entered the restaurant and Zhou Jia called out to Yuan Zhou, Yuan Zhou raised his head and looked at her. Then, he directly walked over.
"I have a new dish. It's Toona sinensis. It's nutritious and has a certain therapeutic effect. It's very good for treating exogenous cold. I suggest you try it." Yuan Zhou said to Jiang Changxi, who had just taken off her mask.
"Okay. Toona sinensis mixed with tofu and fried eggs with Toona sinensis." It was rare that Jiang Changxi didn't tease Yuan Zhou. Instead, she nodded obediently.
"Please wait a moment. It'll be ready soon." Yuan Zhou nodded and then turned to the kitchen.
Looking at Yuan Zhou who turned around, Jiang Changxi smiled slightly and sighed inwardly, "It's still the same Yuan Zhou way of caring."
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