Once Grandpa Zhang said that, many customers in the restaurant, including Huang Ye, became a little stupefied. Normally, people would donate the money.
After all, he was a lonely old man and had no descendants. Naturally, he would choose to leave the money for others. It was a choice that most people would make.
"Yeah. That would be wonderful. I don't have to do anything every day and just wait for Boss Yuan to cook delicious dishes. When the money is used up, I will die. Just thinking about it feels so good." When Grandpa Zhang said that, his expression was really yearning and he even curved his lips unconsciously.
"It's still early." Yuan Zhou suddenly said that.
"Yeah, yeah. We haven't heard enough of your stories." Ma Zhida chimed in first.
"Exactly. It's good that you come here once a month." Another customer said that.
"Haw-haw. You young people are really sweet. But I don't have any candy for you." Grandpa Zhang said smilingly.
"No need. We are just telling the truth. Didn't you see Boss Yuan say it's still early?" Ma Zhida straightforwardly shifted the topic to Yuan Zhou.
After Yuan Zhou said that, however, he went back to the kitchen and started to cook the dishes, no longer chatting.
"Haw-haw. Let's stop. Let's continue the story." Grandpa Zhang was quite cheerful. He didn't care about talking about his life after he died, but he was more willing to tell stories.
He was willing to tell the stories about what happened to him when he was young. He was willing to tell all the interesting, strange, funny and sad stories.
Then, the customers in the restaurant basically diverted part of their attention to listen to Grandpa Zhang's story.
"Grandpa Zhang is so strange." After listening to the story, Huang Ye said to Ma Zhida.
"Not really. He's just a very interesting old man." Ma Zhida said that.
"He's really interesting. He works an ordinary job alone, but he is optimistic and free. I feel that such a person is just like those masters who conceal their identities in the martial arts novels." Huang Ye looked at Grandpa Zhang walking out of the restaurant and sighed with emotion.
"That's a very appropriate description." Ma Zhida echoed smilingly.
"Yeah, yeah." Before Huang Ye had time to feel happy, other customers at the side who heard that all nodded their heads approvingly.
Even Yuan Zhou, who had amazing hearing, nodded his head inwardly to show his approval.
Grandpa Zhang was indeed a strange and free person. He was happy when he was poor.
"Sigh..." At that time, Wuhai entered the restaurant with a sigh.
"It's rare to see you so late," Ma Zhida said to Wu Hai who was sitting beside him.
"Sigh." Wu Hai sighed heavily again.
"What do you want today, Brother Wu?" Zhou Jia went up and asked.
Zhou Jia's tone was very normal. She was just trying to hold back her laughter.
"I want to order a serving of every dish on the menu. Is that okay?" Wu Hai asked on a whim.
"Brother Wu, you know the rules," Zhou Jia said smilingly.
"Wu, what?" If you can't eat it up, you will be blacklisted. You are not that big eater Lingzi. "Ma Zhida asked with a strange expression.
Zhou. Wu, Yuan Zhou Zhou will., Yuan Zhou will, Yuan Zhou will, he Zhou will. will..
As for Yuan Zhou, he was already somewhat immune to such a gaze. After all, he had been stared at by Wu Hai at noon and then by the grandpa in the afternoon. He was already immune.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou remained calm and collected. "Hahaha.
No wonder. But you can eat more. That way, you can savor the taste when you are abroad. "Ma Zhida laughed.
At least, it was so in Wuhai's eyes.
"Even if I go abroad, I will eat more than you." Wuhai immediately retorted.
"Yes. But I can come here at any time. I don't need to go abroad and leave Boss Yuan's craftsmanship." Ma Zhida wasn't angry at all. Instead, he said complacently.
Wuhai, whose weakness was caught, instantly stopped talking. When he looked at Zhou Jia who was waiting at the side, he immediately had an idea.
"Do you think there is a time limit for the blacklist?" Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and revealed a thoughtful manner.
"No. Once you are blacklisted, you will always be there." Before Zhou Jia understood Wuhai's meaning, Yuan Zhou said immediately.
Yuan Zhou knew what Wuhai was thinking. He immediately cut off Wuhai's hope.
"That's too much. It's not humane at all." Wuhai complained.
"I suggest you eat less tonight. You need to take a long-distance flight tomorrow." Yuan Zhou didn't pay attention to Wuhai's complaints. Instead, he said with a seemingly sincere expression.
"Ho Ho. You know I won't be able to eat for half a month and still want me to eat less. Are you trying to kill me?" Wuhai said disdainfully.
"No. It's for your own good." Yuan Zhou said primly.
"Jia Jia, get me a serving of Dongpo Pig Knuckle, Dongjiang Su Meatballs, Jinling Grass, Phoenix-Tail Prawns and a bowl of plain white rice of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisines. Later, get me a Translucent Beef Slices." Wuhai stared at Yuan Zhou and ordered several dishes in one breath.
"Brother Wu, can you finish all of them?" Zhou Jia was a little worried. It was the first time that Wuhai ate six dishes in one breath.
"Of course! I have to stuff them into my mouth. "Wuhai revealed a resolute expression.
"Alright. One moment, please." Looking at the resolute expression of Wuhai, Zhou Jia had to go to order dishes.
Without Zheng Jiawei, nobody could persuade Wuhai.
Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, was used to it. Every time this guy was forced to go out, he would eat a lot before going out as if he was prepared to not eat for the next two days.
Of course, that was what Wu Hai did. Usually, he would eat in the morning before leaving. He would skip lunch and eat in the evening instead.
Even so, Wuhai found that even if he didn't eat now, he would only be hungry and wouldn't have a stomachache. After Zheng Jiawei dragged the person to check and found there was no problem, he could only let it go. Therefore, Wuhai became more unscrupulous.
For the sake of eating, Wuhai worked hard.
"Aren't there many Michelin restaurants in France? Maybe one of them has delicious dishes. "Ma Zhida suggested at the side.
However, this suggestion sounded like sarcastic remarks in Wu Hai's ears. He refuted it without thinking.
"Alright. Let's not talk about the price of the restaurant. Anyway, you can only afford one meal and have to make a reservation in advance. It's so troublesome." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and looked at Ma Zhida up and down before saying that.
"I have a feeling that you will be beaten to death one day," Ma Zhida said seriously as he stared at Wu Hai.
"Never mind. My paintings will be more famous after I die." Wuhai said without thinking.
To that, Ma Zhida only replied with one word, "Ho Ho."
"Sigh. Thinking of those restaurants, I suddenly feel that Boss Yuan's restaurant is really cheap and kind." Wuhai stroked his small mustaches and sighed with emotion.
"Um. My prices are indeed cheap." Yuan Zhou nodded his head approvingly.
At the same time, he spoke to Wuhai with a milder tone.
Because Yuan Zhou found his mission had been completed, which indicated that Wuhai was sincere when he said it was cheap.
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