"I feel your rewards are always so unexpected." When Yuan Zhou said that, he obviously gnashed his teeth in anger.
However, the system didn't respond.
"Receive the reward." Yuan Zhou sighed and finally received the reward.
Yuan Zhou had thought it through. It was better than nothing, wasn't it?
"Pitter Pitter Pitter Pitter". It was drizzling outside the door.
"Hoo. The soup seems to be pretty good. I'm going to have a midnight snack by myself." After receiving the cooking method of the Spicy Hotpot, Yuan Zhou stroked his chin and said with great interest.
"Dadada Ta". Yuan Zhou stepped out of the restaurant.
"Hoo". A gust of cold wind blew over.
"It's pretty cold." Yuan Zhou was wearing the inner garment of the Han Costume and didn't wear any thermal underwear. After all, it was inconvenient for him to move around.
More importantly, it was very warm in the restaurant as if it were spring.
Even some of the flowers on the shelf were still blooming.
"Yuan, don't come out to sculpt today. It's too cold." Seeing Yuan Zhou come out, Boss Tong immediately stretched her head out and said. "Um.
Don't worry. Take care of yourself, too. "Yuan Zhou nodded the head and then said with a caring tone.
"I'm going to close the door in a while. I dare not compete with you young people." Boss Tong said smilingly.
"Ok. Rest early." Yuan Zhou smiled faintly.
"Got it." Boss Tong nodded the head and then turned around and entered the restaurant.
This time, the small street became deserted.
Originally, the shops on this street were either closed or transferred. However, the appearance of Yuan Zhou's restaurant had forcibly turned this street into a bustling and bustling place. Now, there was no one on the street, but every shop was open, waiting for customers to come in.
However, there were more customers during the meal time. Therefore, the bosses that didn't run restaurants all changed their meal time.
They staggered the meal time in order to do more business.
After all, Yuanzhou shop now had a queue number. Those who were at the end of the queue could naturally go there to wander.
"Boss Yuan, what are you standing here for?" Holding a big black umbrella, Boss Wang passed by the door of Yuanzhou shop with a slight limp and asked conveniently.
"Look at the weather," Yuan Zhou said primly.
"The weather is bad, but it won't affect your business. Don't worry." Boss Wang laughed and said seriously.
"Where are you going?" Yuan Zhou didn't answer but asked instead.
"I'm going to buy some Mantou in front. I'm going to cook some Salt Fried Pork to go with the Mantou today," Boss Wang said smilingly.
Although Boss Wang spoke an authentic Chengdu dialect, he liked to eat steamed buns. Yuan Zhou knew this, so he nodded.
"Go ahead. Be careful on the way," said Yuan Zhou politely.
"Yes." Boss Wang nodded and walked forward.
"Pata, pata." Boss Wang took two steps forward and stopped. Turning his head, he asked with a friendly and affirmative smile on his chubby face, "Boss Yuan, are there any problems with your sewer pipes? You can look for me if you need anything. "
"I know Uncle Wang's craftsmanship very well. It's still very useful now." Yuan Zhou immediately said affirmatively.
"That's good." Having been praised, Boss Wang held the umbrella and walked away happily.
Once Boss Wang walked away, the street quieted down again. Only the sound of raindrops could be heard. Yuan Zhou's funny character suddenly acted up. He murmured to himself, "Should I recite poems in the rainy weather?"
"The drizzle in the Tianjie is as soft as a crisp. Wait. Wuhai seems to be on the second floor. Forget it." Just when Yuan Zhou recited the poem while shaking his head, he immediately thought of Wuhai who lived across the street and then immediately stopped.
Thinking of his image as a prince charming, Yuan Zhou managed to restrain himself. He straightforwardly went back to the restaurant and started to boil the ingredients for the hotpot, preparing to serve it in the evening.
Soon, it was night time. As usual, Zhou Jia was the first to enter the restaurant.
"Hiss. It's so cold." Zhou Jia breathed lightly on her hand and murmured in a low voice.
"There are some hot handkerchiefs by the door. You can use them and leave the rest for the customers." Yuan Zhou said without raising his head.
"Humm. Thank you, boss." On hearing that, Zhou Jia suddenly burst into laughter and said loudly.
"Go ahead." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
Zhou Jia took two steps forward. A big rattan basket was placed at the place where the dishes were usually placed. There were some steaming white towels in the basket. Under the basket, there was a heat insulating pad, which emitted white steam. It looked very warm.
"Boss, you are so nice." Zhou Jia picked up a handkerchief with a suitable temperature and wiped her hands carefully. She was quite happy.
The handkerchief was originally bought by Yuan Zhou himself to wipe the water off the customers when it rained. Of course, the boxer who ate the Egg Fried Rice had also used such a clean and soft white towel to wipe the blood off his face.
While wiping her hands, Zhou Jia habitually looked at the menu. Ever since the new dishes were added last time, this habit had been accompanied by Zhou Jia and Shin Min.
"Boss, did you serve the hotpot?" Zhou Jia asked in surprise.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"That's great. But what does the line of characters above mean?" Zhou Jia was happy at first, but then she became puzzled when she saw the line of small characters.
"Literally." Yuan Zhou said lightly.
"Oh, okay." Zhou Jia didn't really understand, but she didn't ask more.
Yuan Zhou didn't want to explain, either. After all, he was also very sad about such a capricious system.
Zhou Jia checked the price clearly and then looked at the opening time. She went up and shouted to start the meal. Then she returned to the restaurant and prepared to distribute the towels to the customers.
"This is the hot towel provided by the boss. You can use it to wipe your hands or face." While carrying the heavy basket, Zhou Jia said smilingly to every customer that entered the restaurant.
"Wow. You're really a cold-faced but warm-hearted Little Compass." Wu Hai took the towel and teased while wiping his hands.
"What's that?" Yuan Zhou asked with puzzlement.
"Of course it's your nickname." Wu Hai said deservedly.
"Did you give it to me?" Yuan Zhou asked with an extraordinarily serious tone.
"Of course not." Wu Hai said without any psychological burden.
The instinct of the wild beast told him that it wouldn't bring him any good result if he admitted it. Therefore, Wu Hai refused to admit it without any hesitation.
"Oh." Yuan Zhou put down the god-level kitchen knife in his hand silently.
"A new dish, the hotpot, is provided today." After distributing the towels, Zhou Jia suddenly said to Wu Hai.
Although the price wasn't the most expensive, only Wu Hai and the others might have a taste of it.
"Holy sh * t. Is it spicy? Give me one serving. I have been longing to eat the hotpot cooked by Boss Yuan for a long time. "Wu Hai immediately said to Zhou Jia.
He didn't even have time to tease Yuan Zhou. It was too normal for Wu Hai who loved spicy food.
"Mr. Wu, you can have a look at the menu first." Zhou Jia said enthusiastically.
"Never mind. I've already been used to the price of Boss Yuan's dishes." Wu Hai said indifferently.
"No. You'll know after you have a look." Zhou Jia still said persistently.
"Do you have any more questions?" Wu Hai turned his head with puzzlement.
Instantly, he became stupefied …
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