Wuhai had been hungry for a whole day and was very agitated. He didn't do anything well at home in the afternoon and had a nap.
But when he woke up, it was already night time. He was both lucky and unlucky. He was lucky that he could eat Yuan Zhou's dishes as soon as he woke up, but unlucky that he didn't get to taste the new dishes and didn't even get to eat dinner as soon as possible.
In less than seven or eight minutes, Yuan Zhou served the dishes they had ordered.
"Here are your dishes."
The grandpa and his wife looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes that the Egg Fried Rice looked delicious.
The granny had been cooking for her whole life, so it was not a problem for her to make a simple Egg Fried Rice. However, the Egg Fried Rice was golden in color, not greasy, but like sunshine. The fragrance was just right, not too strong. But the granny still felt heartache when she thought of the price.
But when it was served, she felt that it was reasonable to cook it in such a way.
The granny didn't like greasy food. She felt that although the Egg Fried Rice didn't look greasy, there might be a thick layer of oil under the plate like other dishes. Therefore, she picked up the seaweed soup and prepared to take a sip.
"Hu"
As people got older, their sense of taste would deteriorate. Unconsciously, they would like to eat some food with a strong taste. They would also put more salt in the dishes. The old lady thought that she would drink seaweed soup like other shops, which was bland and tasteless like plain water.
But the truth was the opposite. After taking a sip of the seaweed soup, the granny clearly tasted the delicacy that she hadn't tasted for dozens of years. It was as if she had returned to the sensitive taste when she was young. She even tasted the slight sweetness in the water and the freshness of the seaweed.
The granny took another sip in disbelief and found that it was not her illusion. She could really taste the various flavors in the soup, which made the granny, who had never tasted any subtle taste since she was old, very happy. She was also a gourmet when she was young.
With the experience of the seaweed soup, the granny was looking forward to the pickled radish and Egg Fried Rice. But she still ate a piece of pickled radish first. The jade-like radish and the brown chopsticks set off each other, which was very pleasing.
"I wonder how the Egg Fried Rice tastes."
The granny muttered to herself. The dissatisfaction on her face had long since disappeared, leaving only anticipation and curiosity for the next bite. Of course, there was also happiness.
Needless to say, the grandpa at the side was also eating happily. He felt it was right and lucky for him to come out for a stroll in the morning. When he grew old, he would have a happy family and his children and grandchildren would be filial to him. Therefore, the grandpa and the grandma only had such a simple requirement of eating well and sleeping well. Now, Yuan Zhou's restaurant just happened to meet such a requirement.
The name of the man in a suit was Wu Zhou, a rather rare surname. In fact, he was a programmer. That's right, he was the kind of programmer who would risk his life to work overtime. Of course, it was the boss who wanted their lives. However, Wu Zhou was luckier because he had a girlfriend, a pretty girl whom he had been dating for five years.
As a hardworking programmer who loved his girlfriend, his biggest dream was to buy a house and marry her. For this reason, he volunteered to transfer to this place, which was not in the city center, just because the salary here was higher, although it was a little far from his girlfriend.
Wu Zhou's salary was quite high, about 22,000 RMB. In order to buy a house, he saved 20,000 RMB in his girlfriend's account and kept the remaining 2,000 RMB for his living expenses. As for the rest, it was the advantage of having friends. His phone bill would be paid by his girlfriend, and the rent would be paid by his girlfriend in case he forgot about it. His clothes, shoes, and underwear would all be bought by his girlfriend. Just thinking about it made him happy.
Before Yuan Zhou opened his restaurant, Wu Zhou was busy with work and his girlfriend would cook for him every day. He didn't smoke or drink, so his monthly allowance of more than 2,000 RMB was more than he could use. For this reason, he even bragged about it in front of his girlfriend with pride.
"Your man can make money, but he never spends it recklessly."
Looking at the 288 RMB set meal in front of him, Wu Zhou felt both happy and pitiful. He had spent more than 400 RMB for the whole day. Only half a month had passed and he only had 500 RMB left in his pocket.
As for Wu Hai, he didn't have such concerns. He was rich and could do whatever he wanted.
"Pa."
Wu Hai directly poured the pickled radish into the Egg Fried Rice, leaving not even a drop of juice. After that, he put the plate and seaweed soup on the table.
"Ba Ji Ba Ji"
Carrying the plate, they started to eat, enjoying the food.
Looking at the blissful and intoxicated expressions on the faces of those who were eating, coupled with the "Ba Ji Ba Ji" sounds of food being chewed, this was simply torturous for those who were still waiting. This time, those who were waiting could not wait any longer and requested to eat while standing.
In front of delicacies, they could even eat while squatting, let alone standing.
But from that day on, Yuan Zhou would get up at 6: 30 in the morning and start to cook the Soup Dumplings. He would only make 100 servings and they would be sold out in one hour. After that, the restaurant would be closed until noon. It would be open for two hours at noon and three hours in the evening. Six hours was just right. In this kind of office building, except for working overtime, there would usually be no customers after 7: 00 in the evening.
Those who couldn't eat the Soup Dumplings at other times could only squeeze in to eat during the six hours. In this way, the business of Yuan Zhou didn't decline, but instead increased. Every day when the restaurant was open, the restaurant was always full of customers and the entrance was also crowded with people waiting in line.
Soon, it was Friday. The Yuanzhou shop was busy in the evening. What was unusual was that Wu Zhou didn't work overtime this weekend. Instead, he got off work one hour earlier, which was quite a miracle for Wu Zhou.
"Wu Zhou, don't walk so fast. Are you going to eat Kebabs today?" After Wu Zhou punched his card, he took his backpack and was about to walk out. Suddenly, an arm was placed on his shoulder and a handsome face appeared in front of him and said.
"Oh, no." Wu Zhou said lightly with a blank look on his face.
"What's wrong with you? You haven't worked overtime for several days. Why do you look so exhausted? "The handsome man on Wu Zhou's shoulder winked at him with an evil smile on his face.
"You think too much. I want to eat the Egg Fried Rice." Wu Zhou revealed an expression of despair and didn't even want to roll his eyes.
"I haven't eaten it for five days. When will this month end?" Wu Zhou regained some spirit and said while gnashing his teeth.
The handsome man rolled his eyes, "Egg Fried Rice is good everywhere. What's so good about it? You really don't want to go eat Kebabs?"
"Nope." Wu Zhou took off the arm on his shoulder and thought of the Egg Fried Rice Set of the Yuanzhou shop and the remaining 300 RMB in his pocket.
Wu Zhou rubbed his hair impatiently and went downstairs to the snack street, preparing to eat something to satisfy his physiological needs.
The current Wu Zhou believed that apart from the food from the Yuanzhou shop, eating anything else was just to satisfy his physiological needs.
When passing by a restaurant that he used to frequent, Wu Zhou thought of an excellent idea and quickly walked in.
"Boss, one serving of Egg Fried Rice to go. I want a sturdy lunch box."
"Ok. One moment. It will be ready soon." The boss answered with a smile on his face.
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