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Chapter 568

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"Yes. Compared with that, it is indeed much cheaper and more convenient." Wuhai nodded his head approvingly.

"Even if we don't compare, it is still cheaper." Yuan Zhou didn't agree with that point and thus said immediately.

As for what Yuan Zhou said, the customers in the restaurant all hummed twice, indicating that they had heard him. Apparently, they didn't agree with him.

However, Yuan Zhou wouldn't say anything about comparison. He just said no more.

The dinnertime passed quickly. Not long after Wuhai finished his meal, it was time to close the restaurant. Then, it was the business time of the pub.

Although the pub was on the second floor of the open-air restaurant, it wasn't cold at all. After drinking the liquor, Yuan Zhou felt a sense of coolness and refreshment, but he didn't feel cold.

"It seems that speaking is an art." Thinking of the standard of the mission, Yuan Zhou sighed with emotion and said.

"Hua Hua Hua", Yuan Zhou lowered his head and turned the pages of the book in his hand.

When he looked at it from a distance, he found some words such as "The Art of Speaking".

That's right. Yuan Zhou, who usually worked hard to study the culinary skills at this time of the day, started to study the art of speaking again.

The words of Wuhai today moved Yuan Zhou a little bit for completing the mission. However, he didn't want to be compared with others, so he was told that the price was cheap.

That didn't conform to his usual way of doing things.

Because of the catalogue of cooked wheaten food, Yuan Zhou read quite fast now. Before the pub opened for business, Yuan Zhou had read more than half of the book.

"I feel it makes sense, but it's a little troublesome to put it into practice." Yuan Zhou stroked his forehead and thought with a frown.

"Among the ways of saying the first sentence, I feel only the greeting style, the admiration style and the approbation style are suitable for me." Yuan Zhou focused on how to start the first sentence.

"But the cordial way doesn't seem to fit my image as an aloof prince charming. This is a problem." While saying that, Yuan Zhou nodded his head affirmatively.

"Maybe the guided way works better." Yuan Zhou muttered to himself.

Having tidied up the second floor, Shin Min opened the sergestes wall view and saw such a scene. Yuan Zhou was muttering to himself in a low voice.

From time to time, he would frown, and from time to time, he would rub his forehead in deep thought. He looked like he was in a dilemma.

"Boss Yuan, do you need my help?" Shin Min stood still and asked carefully.

As soon as he heard the voice, Yuan Zhou subconsciously stood up straight and straightened his face. He turned to look at Shin Min and shook his head.

"No need."

"Are you alright?" Shin Min changed the way she asked, her tone full of concern.

"Nothing. I'm thinking about the dishes," Yuan Zhou put down the book without a trace and said primly.

"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore. I've cleaned up upstairs." Shin Min let out a sigh of relief and said.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Goodbye, Boss Yuan." Shin Min politely said goodbye and left.

As usual, Yuan Zhou closed the door of the restaurant and went back to the second floor. Only after he saw Shin Min get on the last bus did he start to wash up and go to bed.

After a good night's sleep, Yuan Zhou got up and washed up. Then, he went out to jog. It was still early, but the light of Wuhai's art studio on the opposite second floor wasn't on anymore.

"This guy leaves so early." When Yuan Zhou ran to the side street, he muttered.

That's right. At that time, Wuhai had already booked the plane to leave. In his opinion, since he had already eaten dinner, he should leave earlier so that he could come back earlier.

For breakfast, Wuhai didn't come. Some familiar customers talked about him and knew that he was going to participate in the exchange. After that, they all started to worry about Wuhai's eating problem.

At the same time, they inevitably started to sympathize with Zheng Jiawei who went together with him. After all, Wuhai's temper was obvious to all.

For lunch, of course, Wuhai still didn't come. Basically, nobody talked about it this time. However, a young girl said something.

The girl looked very small and had a baby face. She appeared to be no more than 20 years old. Her half-long black hair was pinned behind her ears, making her look obedient and cute.

"Why didn't the mustache uncle who comes here to eat every day come?" The girl spoke Mandarin in a soft voice. It didn't sound like she was a native of Chengdu.

"Wow. Wuhai seems to be doing well. Even a young girl is asking about him." A customer teased in a low voice.

"He went abroad to participate in the exchange." It was Zhou Jia who answered this time.

Because only Zhou Jia knew that every time the baby-faced girl came to the restaurant, she would look around subconsciously.

Only when she saw Wuhai did she sit down and start to eat earnestly and then leave.

"Oh. When will the mustache uncle come back?" The baby-faced girl asked curiously.

"I heard he will come back half a month." Zhou Jia answered earnestly.

"Um. Thank you, sister." The baby-faced girl thanked her gratefully.

Then, she said nothing more and began to order dishes straightforwardly, just like usual.

The first day of Wuhai's departure passed just like that.

On the early morning of the next day, the grandpa came again. This was the second time since he failed to ask for the tea last time. This time, he brought another person with him, Division Chief Lin.

The two of them came over while dragging each other.

"Hey, old man. Why did you drag me here so early in the morning?" Division Chief Lin said discontentedly while following the grandpa's strength.

"You said last time that you drank the tea from Master Yuan. This time, you should also ask for a cup of tea for me." The grandpa said unwillingly.

"You old guy. The older you are, the more unreasonable you are. Who would drink tea so early in the morning?" Division Chief Lin revealed a helpless expression.

Regardless of whether it was in fact or in appearance, Division Chief Lin was younger than the grandpa. Therefore, he didn't dare to struggle hard.

"Why not? Where does the morning tea come from? You go and ask." The grandpa dragged Division Chief Lin to the outside of Yuanzhou Shop stubbornly.

At that time, there were only a few people outside the restaurant. Of course, Wuhai, who was usually the most active one, wasn't there. However, there was a baby-faced girl waiting outside the door.

"Someone is here. It's a little girl. Stop pulling me." Division Chief Lin said helplessly.

"Never mind. You are here to ask for tea. It's me again." The grandpa said innocently.

"You old guy. Be careful that I don't give you the tea when I ask for it." Division Chief Lin said half-angrily and half-helplessly.

"I don't need you to give it to me. Can't I get it myself?" The grandpa said complacently.

Hearing that, the baby-faced girl couldn't help covering her mouth and sniggering.

Nevertheless, Division Chief Lin maintained a helpless expression.

"How about the tea brewed by Boss Yuan? What do you think of me making the tea? "The grandpa suddenly had an inspiration and asked excitedly.

"I don't think that Boss Yuan needs you." Division Chief Lin didn't give him any face and said straightforwardly.

"What? That brat is so talented that he can cook such delicious dishes. Does he also know the tea ceremony?" The grandpa didn't believe him.

"Exactly. I think Boss Yuan seemed to be a little rusty at the beginning and thus wasted some of the tea. But later on, all the cups were of top-grade craftsmanship." Division Chief Lin recalled the tea-making techniques of Yuan Zhou and then said admiringly.

"He's really a talented brat." The grandpa muttered.

"Exactly. He was obviously so rusty at the beginning that I even felt sorry for him and wished I could replace him. But later on, he became better and better. He cooked the tea as smoothly as the master. It seems that he is also a top-notch talent." Division Chief Lin sighed with emotion and admired him.

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