After feeding Broth, Yuan Zhou cleaned up the kitchen and went upstairs to wash up and go to bed. He was totally unaware of the comments of many people on Weibo.
Of course, Yuan Zhou's Weibo was also tagged many times.
Having paid no attention to anything, Yuan Zhou fell asleep peacefully. He even slept soundly.
When he got up the next morning, Yuan Zhou finished his exercise and directly served the Sweet Osmanthus Sandwiched Yuanxiao. This dish had never been served during breakfast time, so it was quite novel.
"Boss Yuan, you are popular." It was the first sentence Wuhai said after he entered the restaurant.
Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai curiously and didn't say anything.
Nevertheless, Shin Min said, "Mr. Wu, the Sweet Osmanthus Sandwiched Yuanxiao is served today. Would you like to eat some?"
Shin Min was different from Zhou Jia's cordiality. She was quite courteous and treated every customer like that.
Well, she was also very respectful to Yuan Zhou.
Wuhai, who had originally wanted to gossip, was instantly attracted by the new dish.
"I made the right decision." Wuhai stroked his two tufts of mustaches complacently.
"One bowl, please." Then, Wuhai forgot all the gossip and directly started to order dishes.
"Okay. One moment, please. It will be served right away." Shin Min answered with a nod.
Having heard that, Yuan Zhou began to pour the prepared Yuanxiao into the pot.
"Isn't this the Tangyuan?" Wuhai looked at the pearl-like Yuanxiao and asked.
"It's different." Yuan Zhou said decisively.
"Boss Yuan, your restaurant is going to be popular." Meng Meng, who hadn't appeared for a long time, hopped into the restaurant dressed in the cute Mickey Mouse hot pants and a light yellow printed undershirt.
"Oh." Yuan Zhou answered with respect and then continued scooping up the Yuanxiao in the pot accurately.
"Don't you want to know why?" Meng Meng revealed a smile, as if she was waiting for him to ask.
"Never mind. Someone will tell me." Yuan Zhou put down the Sweet Osmanthus Sandwiched Yuanxiao from Wuhai and then said calmly.
"I won't, unless you beg me." Wuhai pulled the bowl over cautiously and then said.
"Boss Yuan, how about you treat me to a meal, and then I'll tell you," Meng Meng said with a mischievous smile.
"No, it must be because of Ma Jia." Yuan Zhou suddenly said affirmatively.
"Gee, Boss Yuan actually knows about it and saw it on Weibo?" Meng Meng asked doubtfully.
"No. Ma Jia has been here." Yuan Zhou knew that even if Ma Jia was not famous, she was also a capable actress.
His influence was still there. As long as he mentioned it, it would definitely be beneficial to his shop.
As for Ma Jia who wrote the Weibo post by herself, she didn't expect it either.
"It turns out that the nameless restaurant is so famous. It's the Yuanzhou shop." Ma Jia sighed with emotion when she got up early in the morning and saw the Weibo post that was flooded with comments.
"Sister Jia, what's the matter?" Looking at Ma Jia who had a strange expression, Xiaowu asked with a caring tone.
"Nothing. Let's go." Ma Jia turned off the computer and said.
"Um." Xiaowu didn't ask much. She nodded her head and then opened the door.
The business time for breakfast passed very soon. It was certain that there wasn't a large number of new customers.
After all, although the Yuanzhou shop was located in Chengdu, it still needed some time to organize the customers.
However, what Yuan Zhou was most interested in now was the invitation card that he had just obtained. Of course, he didn't slack off on the trial production of the new dish.
He would practice a new dish during the break every day and then sculpt.
That had already been his usual practice. Now that he had finished practicing the new dish, Yuan Zhou wrote another invitation card.
In just a little while, the image of a woman appeared on the invitation card.
The person on the card looked delicate and pretty. She had long hair tied into a ponytail, quick-witted eyes and rosy lips. She appeared to be a beauty of the class belle level.
That's right. She was Yuan Zhou's classmate in high school and was indeed the class belle.
"Li Jing, long time no see." Looking at the small image on the card, Yuan Zhou said with an indifferent tone and a little bit of cautiousness and expectation.
"This is the second one. There's only one left. I have to make a good plan." Looking at the only blank card left, Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.
He had to make use of this kind of extraordinary ability to seek some benefits for himself.
It was still tranquil at Yuan Zhou's side, but it was a storm in Wuhai.
"Wuhai, open the door for me! Do you think you can just hide in the room? I give you 10 minutes to go out. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences. "Wu Lin was pounding on the door of Wuhai's art studio with a deafening sound, which didn't match her beautiful appearance at all.
"Forget it. Xiaohai is probably painting." Zheng Jiawei stopped Wu Lin who was still pounding on the door and said helplessly.
"Only you believe him. I said if he doesn't open the door in 10 minutes, I won't let him eat the dishes of that restaurant outside!" Wu Lin said that resolutely and loudly to make sure that Wuhai could hear her clearly.
"Anyhow, Xiaohai is your elder brother." Zheng Jiawei felt both angry and amused. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"You are also my boyfriend!" Wu Lin said without any hesitation.
"Yes. Listen to me. Let me do it." Zheng Jiawei nodded his head cleanly and then said.
"You can say whatever you want. But you can't stop me after I tear the door down." Wu Lin made a concession, but she felt she still needed to establish her prestige. "Ok.
I'll call someone to repair it. You go ahead. "Zheng Jiawei nodded his head and then went to the side to make a phone call.
Nevertheless, Wu Lin said to the room full of murderous intent, "If you don't have a good reason later, you can only be like this door."
After that, she kicked the door with her long legs. With a sound of "Peng", the door fell down. Her action was neat and tidy without any hesitation.
It seemed that she had practiced it for many times. God knew how many door planks had fallen under Wu Lin's strong and long legs.
Zheng Jiawei, who had a tacit understanding, walked over and asked with concern, "How's your leg?"
"You should ask the door." The black boots on Wu Lin's feet were still shiny and seemed to be unscathed.
"That's good. The person who repaired the door will come four hours later." Looking at Wu Lin's leg, Zheng Jiawei said with relief.
"Xiaohai, why didn't you tell me that you wanted to redeem the painting?" Zheng Jiawei sounded a little sorrowful.
"I changed the name. It's called 'Small Store Traveler' now." Looking at the fallen solid wood planks with lingering fear, Wu Hai said with unprecedented patience.
It was comparable to the time when he was facing Yuan Zhou.
"Xiaohai, I have never stopped you from doing anything. Why didn't you tell me?" Zheng Jiawei didn't blame Wuhai for redeeming the painting.
Even if he apologized sincerely for it for more than one hour.
What he cared about was that Wuhai did it silently and thus he felt he wasn't trusted.
"I have more time. Aren't you busy with the art exhibition?" Wuhai stroked his small mustaches uncomfortably and appeared a little embarrassed.
"Brother, shall we go home for dinner tonight?" Wu Lin suddenly said with a smile.
Even Zheng Jiawei could see the threat in her smile.
"I'll tell you the truth." Wuhai was a wise man.
After all, a wise man submits to circumstances. Therefore, Wuhai said straightforwardly, "I know you will agree. I just don't want you to worry about me. I hung the painting in the restaurant over there."
Zheng Jiawei nodded his head. With their tacit understanding, they naturally knew what Wuhai meant.
If Zheng Jiawei knew it at the beginning, he would definitely be worried. Even if Wuhai told him the reason, he would still be worried.
As a relative, a friend, and an agent, they would all be worried. But now that they saw Wuhai redeem the painting and he was fine, they didn't worry anymore.
This was Wuhai's logic. Do it first and think later …
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