After he walked in, he found himself in a small hall of about four or five square meters. However, there were no tables in the hall. There was only a small bar near the door and a hidden door behind it. Based on the faint smell of burning, Yuan Zhou judged that it should be the kitchen inside.
There were secret doors hidden on the walls on the left and right sides. The design was very delicate. If one didn't pay attention, he wouldn't notice them at all. The doors on each side were quite symmetrical.
The most eye-catching thing should be the wall facing the door. It was a photo wall with all kinds of photos pasted on it. There were all kinds of people, including couples, single dogs and foreigners.
Funny, lovey-dovey, silent, forced to take a group photo, shy, happy, joyful and so on. All kinds of moments were fixed on the small photos.
Some photos had words on them, some had small words beside them, and some were just simple photos. Because of the direction of the photo wall, people could see it at a glance as soon as they entered the door.
For example, there was a selfie of a girl pouting and writing with a marker pen, "Hahaha, I'm going to lose weight after this meal!"
"I think my restaurant also lacks such a wall." Yuan Zhou looked at it silently for a while and started to think about this possibility in his mind.
"Hello, do you have a reservation?" Just when Yin Ya couldn't control herself and wanted to look at the photo wall at a close distance, the young man in the bar counter said in time.
"Yes, my surname is Yuan," Yuan Zhou said.
"Alright, come with me." The young man checked the computer and verified the situation. Then, he led Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya to push open the secret door on the right and went inside.
There were no tables inside. The only thing that occupied the space was a spiral staircase. It seemed that the real location of the restaurant was upstairs.
Just as Yuan Zhou thought, after they went upstairs, there were only four tables outside, all of which were occupied by people. Only then did the restaurant start to have voices, unlike the silence just now. There were another two doors, which should be the private rooms.
Yuan Zhou had booked a private room. After he ordered the dishes and ate the signature dishes of the restaurant, Yin Ya said when there were only two people left.
"Blockhead, the design of this restaurant is really good. It's very quiet," said Yin Ya.
"It's really not bad." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and agreed.
"That photo wall looks so cute, there are so many photos." Yin Ya supported her chin with one hand as she recalled the pictures on the wall that she had just seen. Many of them looked very interesting.
"If you like it, I will get one in my restaurant." Yuan Zhou felt that his restaurant should also have one.
"Are there any seats left?" Yin Ya had always felt that the restaurant was too small and the space was limited. However, since Yuan Zhou was alone, there were benefits to being small. He wouldn't be so tired.
Everyone knew that Yuan Zhou liked to do everything himself.
"No problem," Yuan Zhou recalled the layout of the restaurant and said affirmatively.
"Sure, there will be a lot of people who will want to hang their photos," Yin Ya said.
"Well, I'll hang up our photos first," Yuan Zhou said.
"Which one are you going to hang?" Yin Ya asked.
The main reason was that they didn't have many chances to go out alone. Most of the time, they were dating in the restaurant. After all, Yuan Zhou was very busy. Therefore, they didn't have many chances to take photos.
"This one." Yuan Zhou took out his phone and showed Yin Ya the photo that he wanted to hang up.
The photo that Yuan Zhou chose was taken by Yin Ya on a whim during afternoon tea. At that time, Yuan Zhou asked her to send the photo to him. He didn't expect that she had secretly washed the photo.
In the photo, the two of them were sitting in front of the stone table with their heads slightly close together. The flowers and plants in the courtyard looked very beautiful.
"It's pretty good. I'll take this one." Yin Ya was a little surprised. She didn't expect that such a good photo could be picked out.
Soon, the BBQ was served. Yuan Zhou invited Yin Ya to eat. The taste wasn't very good and could barely be considered as good. However, the two of them chatted while eating and felt that they had a lot to talk about.
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"Little Ye, why didn't I see Boss Yuan today?" Chen Wei's loud voice was simply too distinctive.
"Lower your voice. Don't you know that your voice is not nice? It's easy to scare people," Wan said softly beside Chen Wei.
"Eh …" Chen Wei was speechless.
"Don't worry. Although Brother Chen's voice is indeed scary, I often walk at night. My boss has something to do and went out with his wife. "Mao Ye waved his hand repeatedly, indicating that he didn't mind.
What else could Chen Wei say?
"Little Mao, you still have to be careful. It's quite dangerous for a girl to walk alone at night." Wan reminded him.
"It doesn't matter that Boss Yuan went out on a date. It's fine as long as there's liquor." The Shandong man who had been stationed in Chengdu for a long time stared at the liquor carried out by Mao Ye with a drooling expression.
The liquor in Boss Yuan's restaurant was very delicious. The burly man had never had enough of it. The more he drank, the more he wanted to drink and the more he didn't want to leave. In addition, after the Sobering Up Set Meal and the small liquor, the taste of bamboo liquor, beer, and red wine was simply incomparable.
After staying in Chengdu for a long time, the burly man could even speak a few dialects.
"Even if there's liquor, it won't be able to shut your mouth." Wang Hong was talking about Chen Wei.
"Just give me your liquor and that's enough." Chen Wei used the Serpent Punishing stick and planned to refuse to drink some liquor. After all, his liquor had to be given to Wan first.
Wan actually didn't like drinking, but Chen Wei did. Although she told Chen Wei to drink less, she would still accompany him to the pub from time to time.
"Everyone, let's drink together." Wu Yungui, this unlucky guy, was in a good mood.
The customers didn't say much about Yuan Zhou's absence. As usual, they helped Mao Ye take out the liquor and put it on the table while eating the set meal prepared by Yuan Zhou in advance.
Yuan Zhou rushed back before Mao Ye left. After sending Mao Ye off, he didn't immediately wash up and go to bed. Instead, he went to the first floor and wandered around.
"System, where do you think this photo wall should be placed to display the unique style of our The Kitchen God." Yuan Zhou quietly asked in his heart.
However, the system didn't answer. After all, the system's aesthetic was criticized by Yuan Zhou before.
The Sakurai Prawn Wall definitely couldn't be placed because there were prawns inside, so it couldn't be moved.
The menu and the rules of the restaurant were painted on the left side. Coupled with the decorative patterns, it looked very nice. The ceiling was occupied by Wu Hai's paintings. Even the small potted plants were filled with small ornaments sent by Zong Mo. Of course, not only the first floor, but even the bookshelf on the second floor was filled with ornaments.
It felt like the whole shop was occupied by Zong Mo's antiques.
"It seems that in the future, it's better to accept fewer antiques from Boss Zong." Yuan Zhou looked around the shop and thought of Zong Mo's endless methods of giving antiques. It was even scarier than Wu Hai's.
"Let's do it here." Yuan Zhou found that the wall beside the table for four people was still clean. It was just nice to use it to make a photo wall.
It was adjacent to the Sakurai Prawn Wall and the other side was close to the door. The space was big enough. Previously, Wu Hai wanted to hang the painting there, but because of Yuan Zhou's objection, he had to settle for the second best and hang the painting on the ceiling.
Wu Hai was very satisfied with this. After all, the ceiling was his territory and all the paintings were hanging on it. Previously, he successfully asked Zheng Jiawei to send five paintings to him. Now, every time he came to the shop, he would raise his neck to look at the painting. He felt that his cervical spondylosis was getting better.
"I still need to decorate it a little. Otherwise, it won't look good if I just hang the photos," Yuan Zhou muttered.
"The painter who helped me paint the lotus a few years ago is very good. It shouldn't be a problem to call him tomorrow morning to make an appointment." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and decided on a candidate.
Since he had made up his mind, Yuan Zhou went upstairs to wash up. He planned to read for a while and then go to bed. After all, it was getting late.
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