"Boss Yuan, when will the new dish be served?" Wu Hai wiped his mouth elegantly and asked.
"I don't have a plan for now." Yuan Zhou revealed an extraordinarily serious expression on his face.
"Then what did you cook today?" The novelist got straight to the point.
"I ate it." Yuan Zhou said deservedly.
"..." Instantly, the novelist became speechless.
"I think it's good for people's health to increase the vegetarian dishes in the restaurant appropriately." Su Mu suggested sincerely.
"I think so, too." Yuan Zhou nodded his head to express his agreement.
"Then when will the new dish be served?" Su Mu asked hopefully.
"When it can be served in front of others." Yuan Zhou said quite naturally this time.
"I think it's delicious now. It's really delicious." Wu Hai pointed at the plate that was as clean as before to prove it.
"Half an hour has passed in the pub." Yuan Zhou reminded warmly.
"Holy sh * t. I almost forgot my liquor." The novelist was the first to rush to the backyard.
"Boss Yuan is always so bad at changing the topic." Wu Hai complained.
"Never mind. I think it's very good, useful and considerate." Yuan Zhou had a solemn expression on his face, but he was trying to hold back his laughter in the heart.
"It seems to be the advertising slogan of Sophie." The man in a suit said abruptly.
"Hahahaha. It's really similar." Su Mu was the first to burst into laughter.
Then, the customers in the restaurant all burst into laughter.
It was getting late. Those who should leave had left and those who went to drink liquor went to drink liquor.
Yuan Zhou nevertheless poured the three bowls of rice into one bowl and cooked a serving of Egg Fried Rice for dinner.
Then, for the first time, Broth ate a small bowl of Egg Fried Rice that wasn't a noodle soup.
"There's no broth today. Only Egg Fried Rice." While saying that, Yuan Zhou poured the serving to Broth.
After Yuan Zhou left, Broth went to the place where it used to live with the bowl in its mouth.
"You can't have friends with the opposite sex." Yuan Zhou shook his head and sighed.
Things went smoothly for Yuan Zhou, but Wu Zhou encountered some troubles.
"Martin, how about having lunch together tomorrow?" Wu Zhou took out his phone and sent a WeChat message.
"Ok. Sorry to bother you." A golden-haired man, Martin, picked up his phone and sent a message earnestly.
Of course, he wrote in English, but he could use translation software. In this way, what Wu Zhou received would naturally be in Chinese.
"Did you make an appointment?" Zhuang Xinmu went up and asked.
"Um. It's all because of the good luck brought by my wife." While saying that, Wu Zhou went up and carried Zhuang Xinmu up.
"Stop it. You are still folding the clothes." Zhuang Xinmu patted on Wu Zhou's arm reproachfully.
"Honey, I want to apply for 2,000 RMB to take Martin to dinner tomorrow." Wu Zhou set down Zhuang Xinmu carefully.
"Um, it's approved." Zhuang Xinmu nodded with a smile.
"My wife is the best." Wu Zhou smiled happily.
…
Before lunchtime the next day, Wu Zhou found Martin and prepared to take him away.
Fortunately, their work had been relatively easy recently, so they could work a little earlier. Besides, Martin was from the United States, and he was here for an inspection and exchange, so he didn't have to stick to working hours.
"Martin, let's go to the most famous Yuanzhou shop here. The food there is very delicious." Wu Zhou went straight to the point and said.
"Oh, really? Sorry to bother you, Zhou." Martin was a cheerful person, not as talkative as other programmers. "Not at all.
I will definitely make sure you eat well when you come here. Do you have any dietary restrictions? "Wu Zhou asked carefully.
"No. But I can't eat the spoiled egg here." Speaking of the egg, Martin knitted his brows.
"You mean the century egg, right?" Wu Zhou knew that foreigners didn't like to eat the century egg.
"Yes, yes, yes. That's the name." Martin revealed a look of lingering fear.
"Don't worry. It's not there. Can you eat spicy food?" Wu Zhou said smilingly.
"No problem. I can." Martin nodded the head.
"Then follow me." Wu Zhou waved his hand, indicating that they could go.
On the way, Wu Zhou introduced Chengdu to Martin. He spoke fluently in English all the way. Martin also listened to him carefully and occasionally asked some questions. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.
"Here we are." Wu Zhou pointed at the crowd waiting in line to get the number plate and said.
"It seems to be a good shop. There are so many people." Looking at the dense crowd, Martin sighed with emotion.
"Of course. The dishes here are among the best in our country." Wu Zhou said unreservedly.
"It seems so." Martin looked at the line of more than 10 people in such a short time and nodded the head.
"Hey, wait. I feel this door is a little familiar." Looking at the door of the Yuanzhou shop, Martin revealed a thoughtful expression.
"Maybe you have seen it on some recommended website. Look, those people are tourists." Wu Zhou pointed at a group of people in front of him and said.
"Website. Yes, it's the website." On hearing that, Martin quivered and then took out his phone and began to check.
"Oh, it turns out to be this Evilmind Black Heart Shop." Martin pointed at the door of the Yuanzhou shop and said loudly.
"Pardon?" Wu Zhou indicated that his English suddenly seemed to be bad.
"Zhou, have a look yourself." Martin handed the phone to Wu Zhou.
Then, Wu Zhou saw various comments on the phone. Of course, they were all from abroad. Of course, there were also some Chinese comments which were drowned in the comments.
[Hey. I don't believe it. That small restaurant is so black-hearted. The dishes cooked by it must be extremely bad.] Silvetti's Radiance.
[But someone says the taste is not bad.] Abigail.
[I think it's better to have a look in person to know. But the price is really expensive.] William.
"What's this?" Wu Zhou glanced at it quickly.
"It's said that foreigners are all charged US dollars while those from your own country are charged RMB." Martin shrugged and said.
"That's true. It's a discount given by Boss Yuan." Wu Zhou nodded the head.
"It's too unfair to us." Martin said discontentedly.
"It's indeed unfair." Wu Zhou nodded the head. He agreed with Martin.
"But it seems that many things are unfair. For example, the provisions of the film guild to protect black people. If there's no discrimination, how can they be protected?" Wu Zhou said immediately.
"You're right, Zhou. But I won't eat here." Martin nodded the head and expressed his own opinion.
"I support your choice. How about going to that western restaurant?" Wu Zhou didn't persuade Martin. Instead, he pointed at the restaurant next to Yuan Zhou's restaurant and said.
"Ok." Only then did Martin nod the head.
Martin's matter was just a microcosm. There were also many foreigners who came here to travel. Some specially came to have a look at Yuanzhou Shop and some came to have a try.
Therefore, the resistance Wu Zhou saw wasn't that fierce anymore.
When Li Lianjie became famous all over the world with the movie "Shaolin Temple", Mount Song Shaolin received attention from all over the world.
During that period of time, martial arts lovers from all over the world entered Shaolin Temple.
Naturally, Shaolin Temple wouldn't teach for free. They also charged foreigners US dollars and the entrance ticket was 10 times more than that of native people.
At that time, the price even reached US $1,300 per month, which was agreed by the country.
Therefore, the differential treatment of foreigners in Yuanzhou Shop could be followed. However, most of the foreign tourists who came to Yuanzhou Shop were for novelty.
More of them resisted...
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