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Chapter 1949

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Boss Tong stood at the same place for a long time. For a moment, she was a little hesitant, as if she had to get up early and memorize English words. The process of leaving the bed was quite difficult to make up her mind.

She was already standing at the door and only needed one last push. Yuan Zhou felt that he should give her a push at this time.

"Boss, two bowls of tofu pudding please." Yuan Zhou raised his voice.

"Coming." An old and powerful voice came.

Then, a series of Dadada footsteps came closer and closer. Soon, an old man dressed in an old Chinese tunic suit appeared. It was none other than Mo Yun.

"Sir, two bowls of tofu pudding …" While speaking, Mo Yun raised his head and was stunned on the spot. After a long time, he finally uttered two words, "Lan Lan …"

Before they met, Mo Yun had thought about what to say when he saw Tong Lan. He wanted to say a lot of things. After all, they had not seen each other for a long time. For this reason, he almost became a pervert for the first time and followed Tong Lan all the way.

But now that he really saw her, Mo Yun felt that all his previous imaginations were wrong. In such a situation, he couldn't utter a word except a name.

Looking at each other without words was probably the best portrayal at this moment.

Boss Tong moved her lips a few times but still failed to utter a word.

"Boss, two bowls of tofu pudding." Yuan Zhou repeated again.

"Oh, two bowls. Got it. Take a seat first." Mo Yun seemed to wake up from a dream.

He immediately jumped up and led Yuan Zhou and Boss Tong to the seats. He wiped a bench over and over again until he was sure that it was spotless. Then, he invited Boss Tong to sit down and immediately went to the stove to scoop the tofu pudding.

Seeing that Mo Yun was busy, Yuan Zhou touched his nose and didn't say anything. He knew that his role today was to accompany the customers. Being a quiet and handsome man was his task today.

"Ding"

Mo Yun was very fast. In just a few minutes, he carried two bowls of snow-white tofu pudding to them.

Yuan Zhou had good eyesight and immediately saw a bowl. It was obvious that the chef had carefully selected the spoonful by spoonful. Whether it was the size or the color, it looked very different from the other bowl. Of course, this was only what Yuan Zhou saw. The others thought it was about the same.

Looking at the tofu pudding and dipping sauce, Boss Tong didn't say anything. After a while of silence, she picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece.

Yuan Zhou also silently picked up his chopsticks and ate. The taste was similar to what he had eaten before. His standard did not deteriorate. If he tasted it carefully, he would find that there was a slight improvement.

After eating quickly, Yuan Zhou said, "Auntie Tong, I'll go out and call for a taxi. Enjoy your meal." After that, he immediately went out.

"I'm so smart." Yuan Zhou took out his phone and prepared to call for a taxi as he walked out.

After arranging the car, he stood outside for a while. When he estimated that they had almost finished talking, he walked into the restaurant.

When Yuan Zhou walked in, the atmosphere was very normal. Boss Tong sat at the table and ate the tofu pudding slowly. There was no expression on her face. The old man Mo stood not far from the table, rubbing his hands, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Auntie Tong, the taxi is ready. It will be here soon." Yuan Zhou said.

"Got it. That's good." Boss Tong paused and then said.

Then, she dipped the last piece of tofu pudding into the chili sauce and put it into her mouth. After chewing it carefully and swallowing it, she stood up and said, "Yuan, let's go."

"We're leaving. Goodbye." Yuan Zhou said to Mo Yun.

Boss Tong seemed not to hear it. She walked straight outside like an ordinary customer and put the meal money on the table.

Mo Yun nodded to Yuan Zhou and stared at the back of Boss Tong, who was walking away. He stood still on the spot.

On the way back, Boss Tong didn't say much. She just asked Yuan Zhou to send her back to the hotel. Yuan Zhou probably knew that she was in a bad mood, so he didn't want to disturb her.

After arriving at the restaurant, Yuan Zhou noticed that it was almost 5: 00. He quickly went back to the second floor to change his clothes and then went back to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for dinner.

While Yuan Zhou was busy preparing the ingredients, Cheng Zhao Mei and her family were also busy.

"Dad, I think this is better. Shall we take it with us tomorrow?" Cheng Ying asked with a bag in her hand.

"This is the truffle sent by someone, right? It seems to be wild. Take it with us. Master likes to collect rare ingredients. I remember that this is a rare product from Tibet. Maybe master will be interested in it." Cheng Zhao Mei raised her head and glanced at it.

"Old Cheng, how about this? Shall we take it with us?" Engineer Cheng's wife asked with a bunch of grapes in her hand.

She spent a lot of money to buy the grapes. They were the best ones in the fruit shop. She used them to entertain relatives and friends during the Spring Festival. However, Zhao Mei's master was the most powerful now. She had to follow him closely.

"No need. The grapes in my master's shop are much better than this. It's not good to take them with us." Zhao Mei showed a look of dislike.

"…" His wife glared at Zhao Mei and didn't say anything.

Although she only met Yuan Zhou once during the Spring Festival last year, she had a deep impression of Yuan Zhou.

"Ding Ling Lang Lang"

After disdaining the grapes, Zhao Mei immediately buried his head to look for something. In order to pay a Spring Festival greeting to Yuan Zhou, he took great pains. It was a Spring Festival gift for his most respected master. Of course, he couldn't be careless.

Time passed in the blink of an eye. It was the next day. Although he said he would go to pay a Spring Festival greeting in the morning, he still had to wait until the breakfast time of Yuan Zhou's restaurant was over.

Cheng Zhaomei's family got up at 6: 00 in the morning to prepare. They didn't bring too many things, just six of them, which meant that they were very lucky. They didn't bring too many things for Yuan Zhou to express their sincerity. Otherwise, Yuan Zhou wouldn't be happy if they prepared too many things.

"Master, Happy New Year. I wish you happiness, longevity and good health in the New Year. I wish you a better cooking skill and a prosperous business." Cheng Zhao Mei came on time.

When she arrived, Yuan Zhou happened to have washed up and changed into new clothes.

"Teacher's father, I wish you and Mistress a sweet and happy New Year." Cheng Ying's mouth seemed to be covered with honey.

"I wish you a Happy New Year." Cheng Zhao Mei's wife followed closely behind.

"Happy New Year. I wish you all good health in the New Year. Zhao Mei, your cooking skill is getting better and better. Cheng Ying will be able to find a good husband." Yuan Zhou indeed treated Zhao Mei's family as his own.

"Thank you, Teacher's father." Cheng Ying was a little speechless. Was he being urged to get married during the New Year?

"Master, I will work hard. I will definitely lead Sichuan Cuisine to the world!" Cheng Zhao Mei said solemnly.

"Come in and take a seat." Yuan Zhou turned and walked towards the direction of the courtyard. He had already prepared the tea there.

"Come, this is your Spring Festival gift. Keep it well."

After everyone sat down, Yuan Zhou placed the few things on the table into the hands of the three people.

Cheng Zhao Mei received a sandalwood box which contained some of Yuan Zhou's opinions on cooked wheaten food.

The gifts were all different. Cheng Ying received a strawberry cake which she had been drooling over for a long time. Yuan Zhou remembered it in his heart and wanted to make it up to her during the New Year.

"Teacher's father, you are so nice. This is my favorite." Cheng Ying held the cake and smiled.

As for Mrs. Cheng, it was a box of pastries as white as jade. Previously, Cheng Zhaomei had told him that Mrs. Cheng was from Chaozhou, Guangdong Province. Therefore, he thought of making this.

When she received it, Mrs. Cheng's eyes widened. She looked very surprised and happy. She held the box carefully in her hands. This pastry was very much to her liking.



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