Chapter 565
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"It seems that gluttony does have its risks." Wuhai stroked his own belly and sighed with emotion.
"Of course." Manman took a look at Wuhai snappily and said deservedly.
"Never mind. I just feel a little regretful." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and said with a hesitant tone.
"Are you going out?" Jiang Changxi suddenly asked.
"How do you know?" Wuhai looked at Jiang Changxi in surprise and revealed a puzzled expression.
"Isn't it simple? Although you are usually stupid, you don't envy him so straightforwardly." Jiang Changxi supported her head with one hand and knocked on the table with the other.
"That's still better than you being a love-struck fool." Wuhai directly contradicted her.
In Wuhai's world, there was only eating and drawing. As for talking properly, what was that? Did it have anything to do with him?
Ling Hong was right about one thing. In this world, only Zheng Jiawei could endure Wuhai's bad temper.
Even Wu Lin couldn't stand his bad temper and wanted to strangle Wuhai to death at any moment.
"Ho Ho. I'm only a love-struck fool for Boss Yuan. It has nothing to do with you." Jiang Changxi wasn't a person who would suffer losses. She retorted on the spot.
Having been praised, Yuan Zhou was quite happy. However, he didn't show it on his face and just tidied up the kitchen table quietly.
The customers in the restaurant left one after another, leaving only Jiang Changxi, Wuhai and Manman. The last one to leave was a girl, who was also a frequent customer.
Before she left, she turned her head and took a look at Wuhai inadvertently and then left.
"Indeed, it doesn't matter. Tell me, how did you know I was going to leave?" Wuhai was still curious about this matter.
"Isn't it very simple? You are especially envious of other people's stomachs this time. Therefore, you ate more than the previous few meals and behaved as if you were going to eat back what you ate tomorrow." Jiang Changxi shrugged and said naturally.
"You really want to leave? An art exhibition? "Manman looked at Wuhai with sparkling eyes.
"No, it's a painting exchange." Wu Hai sat on the chair and looked at Yuan Zhou with resentment.
Yuan Zhou quietly retreated and began to clean up other places.
"Exchange? Didn't you just refuse this kind of thing if you could? "Man Man looked at Wu Hai strangely.
One had to know that Wuhai had been here for quite a long time. Many people had invited Wuhai to attend banquets, art exhibitions, and exchange meetings.
Many of these diners had come to invite them, but every time, Wuhai could choke them back.
He was a famous artist. If it was someone else, those people in suits and leather shoes might have beaten Wuhai to death.
"Abroad. It's very important. Boss Yuan, come with me. I'll take care of your food, accommodation, and entertainment." Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly.
"No." Yuan Zhou refused him without any hesitation.
What a joke. There was no free lunch in the sky. Yuan Zhou understood it very well. He had used all his luck to find the system. It was exactly because of this that he, the prince charming, was still single.
"I'm going to France, the city of romance. There are many beauties there. Don't you want to find a girlfriend? I'll introduce you to her." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and patted his chest as a guarantee.
"You are also single." Yuan Zhou hit the nail on the head.
"What the f * ck! That hurts. "Wu Hai became stiff for a moment, but he didn't give up.
"I heard there are many three-star Michelin restaurants there." Wu Hai changed the topic.
"Um. Remember to tell me what you eat when you come back." Yuan Zhou wasn't tempted at all.
After all, Yuan Zhou knew clearly that he hadn't even fully mastered the cuisines of his own country. It wasn't the right time to study foreign cuisines.
"Haw-haw. How could Boss Yuan go with you?" Jiang Changxi patted the table and interrupted Wu Hai loudly.
"Yeah, yeah. Boss Yuan will always stay here." Manman nodded her head continuously.
The two girls naturally didn't want to let Yuan Zhou go. If he left, what would they eat?
"Only women and villains are hard to keep." Wu Hai shook his head and walked out of the restaurant.
"Yeah. We are women and you are a villain." Jiang Changxi nodded her head approvingly.
"Dadada Ta". The footsteps of the three people started to fade away.
"This guy is really a well-known painter." Yuan Zhou sighed with emotion. He raised his head and looked at the two paintings on the ceiling.
The two paintings were indeed very vivid and worth appreciating.
However, Yuan Zhou only had one feeling.
"It's really good for treating cervical spondylosis." Yuan Zhou lowered his head and wiped the azure stone countertop.
"Dong Dong Dong"
Just when Yuan Zhou was sighing with emotion about Wu Hai, a series of rapid footsteps approached from afar and went straight to Yuanzhou shop.
It turned out to be the grandpa who had left and returned.
The grandpa looked aggressive. He strode into the restaurant and came to Yuan Zhou. With a sound of "Pa", he directly patted the table.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Zhou asked with a questioning tone and a solemn expression.
Of course, only Yuan Zhou himself knew what he was thinking in his heart.
"What's wrong? Did you drink tea? Did you drink tea a week ago?" The seriousness on the grandpa's face was no less than that of Yuan Zhou and he asked straightforwardly.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Good. Little brat, did you drink Keemun Black Tea?" The grandpa was quite fierce. He stared at Yuan Zhou in every sentence.
"No, it's Longjing before the Ming Dynasty." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Gosh! You are actually drinking the Pre-Ming Longjing Tea? Did you buy it to make Herbal Tea Eggs again? You are wasting natural resources recklessly, like a cow chewing on a peony." The grandpa covered his chest and looked at Yuan Zhou resentfully.
Yuan Zhou thought for a while and then said seriously, "Longjing before the Ming Dynasty can't be used to make Herbal Tea Eggs. It's not delicious."
"Ho Ho. It's not delicious. You give it to me. I don't mind. I don't want the eggs. I only want the tea." The grandpa looked at Yuan Zhou with a burning gaze and a look of expectation.
"I'm not selling the tea." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Fine. You treat the tax bureau man to tea. You have to treat me too. Otherwise, otherwise." The grandpa was a little speechless for a while and his previous confidence was gone.
Yuan Zhou couldn't help laughing. This grandpa wanted tea like a child asking for candy.
"Otherwise, you won't leave?" Yuan Zhou asked with a serious tone.
"Yes. Otherwise, I won't leave today. I won't disturb your business. I'll just stay here and carry the dishes and wash the plates for you." The grandpa looked at Yuan Zhou with a complacent look.
"When you drink the tea, I'll go up and snatch a cup." When the grandpa said that, he was full of pride.
"But I don't drink tea recently." Yuan Zhou said with a seemingly innocent look.
"Then I'll wait until you drink it." For the sake of drinking tea, the grandpa was quite persistent.
"How do you know about the tea?" Yuan Zhou was more curious about this question.
"Humph. Don't worry about it." The grandpa behaved like a child. He didn't have his usual calmness and calmness.
"Grandpa, I'll go sculpt in the afternoon. You can go back first." Yuan Zhou found it funny in his heart, but his face was still that of a prince charming.
"No. I just want to watch you sculpt." The grandpa was very stubborn.
"Ok. I'll sculpt a donkey of Zhang Guolao for you later." Yuan Zhou said primly.
"You are so naughty." The grandpa instantly realized that Yuan Zhou was saying he was stubborn.
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