After a good night's sleep, Yuan Zhou, who had drunk the liquor, found that he had slept very soundly last night. He took out his phone and found it was only 6: 20 am
"It seems that I can eat Soup Dumplings today." Yuan Zhou muttered and then got up.
He lifted his clothes casually and a smell mixed with overnight liquor and sweat rushed into his nose. Having been suffocated by himself, Yuan Zhou immediately took his toiletries and went to the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom, Yuan Zhou found that due to the heavy work he had done in the past month, the muscles of his two small arms were well-defined and his upper arms were strong and strong. When the water flowed through his whole body, it brought along tiny water droplets, which made him look much sexier than before.
Considering that he hadn't opened for business for three days, Yuan Zhou specially made 150 Soup Dumplings in the morning. Apart from the four servings he had eaten, there were 146 left.
"Boss Yuan, the restaurant should be open today." Suddenly, a male voice passed from the door.
"Of course it will. There's nothing on the door. If it doesn't open today, I will smash the door." Wuhai's angry voice passed from outside the door.
"Yes, it should be like that. Boss Yuan is too capricious." Someone immediately echoed.
"Brother Hai, you should have done that earlier." There were many people who wanted to watch the fun.
At that time, Yuan Zhou pulled the door open with a sound of "Hua". He took a look at Wuhai and said with a flat tone, "If the door is smashed, you will pay for the repair. The repair will take one week."
After that, Yuan Zhou walked back to his seat and waited for the customers to enter.
Those who had supported Wuhai just now immediately acted as if they weren't familiar with Wuhai and walked past him.
"Boss Yuan, I'm not the only one who said that just now." Wuhai felt slightly uncomfortable for a while and then immediately recovered. He even began to act pitiful.
"Look at me. I've been miserable these three days. Boss Yuan, next time you can't just close the door without saying anything." Wuhai pointed at his messy mustache and said pitifully.
"I wrote a notice." Yuan Zhou's tone was always so flat and straightforward.
"Speaking of the notice, Boss Yuan, how did you manage to put it up without anyone noticing?" Wu Hai recalled that he had gotten up before dawn to keep an eye on Yuan Zhou, but had not noticed him.
Yuan Zhou's answer was to look at Wuhai without saying anything.
Even the onlookers could see the disdain in his eyes. Wu Hai began to change the topic. "Did Boss Yuan have soup dumplings this morning?"
It was just a casual question. Wuhai didn't have much hope, but this time, he got an affirmative answer. "Yes, there is."
"Great! Boss Yuan finally found his conscience." Wu Hai sat down excitedly and sighed with emotion.
"One soup dumpling." Everyone who came in began to order their food. When all ten seats were filled, the people behind them began to line up.
"Slurp, slurp!"
Then, the whole restaurant was filled with the fragrance of the soup dumplings, the sound of people slurping the soup, and the sound of people breathing when they were scalded.
More and more people were waiting in line. Those who had finished eating consciously gave way to the next customer. It was quite common in Yuan Zhou's restaurant, although there was only one table.
After an hour and a half, more than 100 soup dumplings were all sold out. The customers who were eager to eat the soup dumplings didn't notice the new dishes.
Until noon, Wu Zhou was the first to notice. Having not been here for a week, the first thing he did was to check if there were any new delicious dishes. Although he had the full support of his girlfriend, as a programmer, he still couldn't eat and drink to his heart's content. Not everybody was as rich as Wu Hai, who ate in Yuanzhou shop every day and even ordered two or three servings of soup dumplings at a time.
"Boss Yuan, do you have any new dishes?" Wu Zhou asked as soon as he sat down.
However, Yuan Zhou didn't have a good impression of Wu Zhou, who showed off his affection once a week. He straightforwardly pointed at the wall.
"Boss Yuan is always so cool. Even my girlfriend wants me to learn from Boss Yuan's unsmiling manner. She says it's very charming, but she dislikes me for talking too much." Wu Zhou showed off his girlfriend's affection again without realizing it.
"You do talk a lot." Since others were feeding him with their affection, Yuan Zhou would definitely return the favor. It was a good stab in the back.
"Er …" Wu Zhou stopped talking and turned his head to look at the price list in silence.
"Gee, there's even a drink. It's even Watermelon Juice." Wu Zhou saw his girlfriend's favorite drink at first glance. The next moment, however, he was shocked by the several glittering "8s" on the wall.
"Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, Boss Yuan, is this the price of the Herbal Tea Egg?" Wu Zhou pointed at the price on the wall and was so excited that he even stuttered.
Yuan Zhou glanced at Wu Zhou with obvious disdain. Even a programmer stuttering had a girlfriend, while he himself, who had a family, a career, and a handsome face, didn't have a girlfriend. After comforting himself in his heart, he said, "Yes, that's right. Do you want to eat it?"
"No, thanks." This sentence was said very quickly. Wu Zhou felt that he was indeed like the rumor, a person who couldn't afford the Herbal Tea Egg. It was too scary. The Herbal Tea Egg at this price was probably too expensive for most people in the country to afford.
"Don't you want to try? It's a special price now. "Yuan Zhou said with a flat tone, without any intention of promoting.
Speaking of which, Yuan Zhou himself was also very curious about the Herbal Tea Egg. He had never eaten it before, and the Herbal Tea Egg would only appear in the small kitchen after being ordered by others. As for the reason why Yuan Zhou didn't eat it, it was very simple. It was too expensive.
"Ho Ho." Wu Zhou directly sneered. If the price was still a special price, then how expensive would it be if it wasn't a special price?
Wu Zhou felt that it was definitely because he had entered the restaurant the wrong way.
"A cup of Watermelon Juice and a serving of Egg Fried Rice." Wu Zhou decided to drink the 88 RMB watermelon juice today to calm himself.
Thinking about it, the 88 RMB watermelon juice was also very expensive, but it was far less expensive than the Herbal Tea Egg.
"Ok. One moment, please." Yuan Zhou went to prepare the Egg Fried Rice first, feeling that it was a pity.
As for the watermelon juice, it had to be prepared on the spot.
"Your Egg Fried Rice." Yuan Zhou carried the Egg Fried Rice to Wu Zhou, but didn't serve the watermelon juice.
Wu Zhou wasn't in a hurry. He watched as Yuan Zhou squatted down and took out a watermelon of about 2.5 kg from the cabinet under the azure stone countertop. It looked just like the striped watermelons sold outside. The only difference was that it looked extraordinarily round. No matter how one looked at it, it was round and had reached the point of being perfectly round.
"Boss Yuan's watermelon is really round." Wu Zhou sighed with emotion after looking at it from several different angles.
He had never seen such a round watermelon in the market. This watermelon was not ordinary.
"Um." After saying that, Yuan Zhou put on a face mask and then took out a watermelon knife from the knife holder behind him. The knife had already been sharpened. With a slight sniff, there was no smell of rust. Only in this way could the original taste of the watermelon not be destroyed.
"Hua La"
He directly cut the watermelon into two equal semicircles with a single cut.
Wu Zhou thought that Yuan Zhou would start to cut the watermelon one by one and start to squeeze the juice.
However, Yuan Zhou took out a small sharp knife. Holding the knife in one hand, he rotated the watermelon with the other. That's right, the watermelon was covered with a thick layer of velvet under the watermelon to prevent bruising.
Now that he was rotating the watermelon, there was no sound at all. The sharp knife was very fast and Yuan Zhou's hands were also very steady. With a single turn, he dug out the sweetest part of the watermelon. There was no black watermelon seeds at all. All that was left was the bright red watermelon flesh.
"Shua Shua"
With a big spoon, Yuan Zhou gently scooped the watermelon flesh into the stomach of a strange-looking small machine. The machine wasn't big, but the space for storing the watermelon flesh was very large. Only a piece of watermelon flesh could be filled with less than one-fifth of the watermelon flesh.
The other piece of watermelon flesh was put into the machine by Yuan Zhou in the same way.
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