After a few days, it was getting closer and closer to the Chinese New Year. Recently, Manman didn't come to the restaurant as she was preparing for the opening of the new restaurant.
There were still ten days before the Chinese New Year's Eve.
In the morning, when it was just 5: 00 am, Yuan Zhou opened his eyes.
"System, when I upgrade to the top level, will I be able to regenerate flesh and bones?" Yuan Zhou asked solemnly.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Yuan Zhou didn't feel embarrassed and just waited for the system's answer seriously.
The system displayed, "Brother, this system is the Master Chef System, not the Miracle Doctor System. I can't do that."
There was no tone, just the cold words. Yuan Zhou felt a strong sense of helplessness in it. After all, it was the first time that the system panicked and called him brother.
After the system rejected him, Yuan Zhou didn't say anything more. He just went out for a jog in silence.
The first thing he did after he came back was to take out a sign. On the sign, there was a sentence written with a vigorous marker pen.
[The bamboo liquor is temporarily not available today. Please understand.] ]
It was just such a simple sentence.
"Peng". Yuan Zhou put down the sign and went back to the restaurant to prepare breakfast.
"Good morning, boss." Mu Xiaoyun raised her face and greeted him with a smile.
"Morning." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and answered.
"Morning, boss." As soon as Mu Xiaoyun entered the restaurant, Zhou Jia also arrived.
"Um." Yuan Zhou didn't have any extra expression on his face as if he was the same as usual.
After greeting Zhou Jia, Mu Xiaoyun took up a warm handkerchief and started to wipe the restaurant. During the process, Mu Xiaoyun raised her head and observed Yuan Zhou carefully. Then, she suddenly pulled Zhou Jia's sleeve and said in a low voice.
"Sister Jia Jia, the boss seems to be in a bad mood." Mu Xiaoyun lowered her voice.
"Um. I think so too. What's wrong?" Zhou Jia nodded her head vigorously and said in agreement.
"I don't know. But did you see the sign outside?" Mu Xiaoyun signaled her to look outside.
"Yes, but I haven't had the time to ask." Zhou Jia knitted her brows and said thoughtfully.
"Then let me ask," Mu Xiaoyun said immediately.
"Okay." Zhou Jia nodded.
"Boss, aren't you going to provide the bamboo liquor today?" Mu Xiaoyun asked carefully.
Yuan Zhou nodded. "Um, no."
"Are they going to sell barbecue in the rain?" Mu Xiaoyun guessed.
"No." Yuan Zhou shook his head.
"Boss, did something happen?" Zhou Jia couldn't wait any longer and asked directly.
"No, the restaurant is about to open." Yuan Zhou shook his head and pointed at the time.
"Oh, okay." Zhou Jia nodded subconsciously.
Breakfast time was usually very lively. That was because apart from the people lining up, there were also people who came to draw the lottery just for the pot of bamboo liquor in the evening.
For example, as long as he was in Chengdu, Chen Wei would come to the lottery draw.
"What's going on? He actually didn't provide it? I didn't hear that it would rain today. "Chen Wei raised his head and looked at the clear sky.
"I checked the weather. It really didn't say that it would rain. It only said that it would be cloudy." Fang Heng nodded.
"Let's ask and we'll know," the novelist said calmly.
"You're right." Chen Wei nodded. Then, he lined up quietly and waited for the opening time.
Luckily, they didn't have to wait for long before the glass door of Yuan Zhou's restaurant was opened. Zhou Jia and Mu Xiaoyun stood on either side of the door and invited the customers to go in and have their meal together.
At this time, Chen Wei and Fang Heng walked in front and prepared to ask Yuan Zhou.
"Boss Yuan, there's no liquor today. Is there a barbecue?" Fang Heng was already thinking about the liquor to go with the barbecue when he asked.
"No, there's no bamboo liquor and no barbecue today," Yuan Zhou shook his head and said seriously.
"But …" Chen Wei was about to say something when he was pulled back by the novelist standing behind him.
"Why are you pulling me?" Chen Wei was baffled.
"It's nothing, I just don't want to hear you speak," the novelist said with a sincere expression.
"I think you are asking for a beating." Chen Wei immediately got angry.
"Okay, so let's talk after we leave the shop." The novelist nodded at Yuan Zhou and left the shop.
"Ridiculous." After saying that, Chen Wei turned around and prepared to ask Yuan Zhou again. This time, he was stopped by Fang Heng.
"What's going on?" Chen Wei couldn't understand why so many people were stopping him.
"Have a look yourself." Fang Heng moved aside and Chen Wei saw Yuan Zhou's face.
This time, Chen Wei stopped making a fuss and followed them out obediently.
"Okay. If not, we will come tomorrow. Bye." Fang Heng waved his hand and said goodbye to Yuan Zhou.
He didn't even ask why, which was very rare.
Even if this was the first time that Yuan Zhou didn't provide any liquor or BBQ, not to mention the reason, they chose not to ask him.
Even Wuhai, who was usually the most talkative and loved to eat, didn't ask.
Noon.
"Boss Yuan doesn't seem to be in a good mood. I don't know why, but he doesn't seem to be in a good mood," Mu Xiaoyun said seriously to the regular customers who entered the shop.
"But this thing is still as tempting as ever," Wu Hai chimed in. "That's right.
"You only know how to eat." Manman looked at Wuhai in disdain.
"Of course, it's better than you being afraid of getting fat and not eating," Wuhai retorted.
"You don't care about Boss Yuan?" Manman asked curiously.
"No, I don't. Boss Yuan didn't say he needed my help. If he did, I would naturally help him. But if he didn't say anything and nothing happened, it means it's his private matter. So there's no need to ask." Wuhai said his fallacious reasoning as if it was a matter of course.
Most importantly, his words were so nonsensical. One moment, he said he wouldn't help and the next moment, he said he wouldn't ask. Manman became speechless.
"It seems that Boss Yuan doesn't want others to know." Ling Hong nodded his head and agreed with Wuhai.
"Actually, I saw Boss Yuan buy flowers and fruits," Zhou Jia said hesitantly at the side.
"They are white chrysanthemums and a small white flower. It seems to be three-wheeled grass," Zhou Jia added.
"That's enough. Stop guessing." As a boss-like person, Jiang Changxi stopped the discussion straightforwardly.
Actually, after Zhou Jia said that, everyone knew the reason, but they just didn't say it out.
After all, since Yuan Zhou didn't say it, it meant he didn't want to say it. Therefore, there was no need to say it.
Besides, there would be liquor to drink tomorrow. As long as the restaurant was still open, it would be fine.
For the whole day, Yuan Zhou maintained his solemn expression. He spoke less than usual, but his politeness and respect were still there.
What's more, Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship was naturally maintained at the highest level as always.
After the business time for dinner ended, Yuan Zhou asked the system again.
"Can I take the fruits in the restaurant out?" Yuan Zhou asked straightforwardly and cleanly.
The situation was quite obvious. Yuan Zhou needed to pay his respects to his parents today and naturally hoped to take the best things there. Today was the death anniversary of his parents.
The system displayed, "The ingredients in the restaurant can't be taken out."
The system still refused him straightforwardly as usual.
"But I need to take them out. Is there any way?" Yuan Zhou said with a rare strong meaning in his tone.
The restaurant was as quiet as the morning. Only after a long while did the system speak again.
The system displayed, "A temporary mission is released now. Do you accept it?"
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