"Temporary mission?" Yuan Zhou knitted his brows. For a moment, he had an inexplicable feeling which made him fall silent.
"The mission is released at this time?" Yuan Zhou murmured in his heart and guessed.
The system displayed, "Yes, a temporary mission. Do you accept it?"
"Yes." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and then accepted the mission.
The system displayed, "The mission has been released. You can check it now."
[Unique Temporary Mission] Identify the type of fruit
(Mission tips: Recognizing every kind of fruit is also an essential skill for the Master Chef. Host, please complete the mission seriously.)
[Mission reward] The fruit identified will be presented as a gift.
(Reward tips: Knowledge is power and knowledge is wealth. All the fruits identified by the host will belong to the host and can be disposed of at will.)
Remarks: This is a unique mission and won't be released in the future. The recognition has a time limit.
Yuan Zhou read through the mission tips almost immediately. He was a little surprised and didn't dare to believe it.
"Can I take it out of the restaurant?" Yuan Zhou asked tentatively.
The system displayed, "You can dispose of the fruits that belong to you."
Yuan Zhou kept silent for a long time. It was quiet in the restaurant but the lights were very bright. He just stood in the kitchen and looked around the restaurant.
Suddenly, Yuan Zhou said, "Thank you."
It was obvious to whom Yuan Zhou was thanking. However, the system directly went silent and didn't answer him.
"Let's start the mission." Yuan Zhou paused for a while and then said after washing his hands.
The system displayed, "After the mission starts, the host will have one minute to state the name and place of origin of the fruit. During this period, the host is not allowed to check the information."
"Ok." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
The system displayed, "The fruits have been sent to the restaurant."
Yuan Zhou nodded his head. Then, he found a fruit in a cabinet that was originally empty.
This fruit was placed on a jade white plate, and there were only two of them, and they were two identical fruits.
"The Aksu Apple from Xinjiang, also known as the Jia Li Fruit, is produced in the Red Flag Slope Farm in Aksu, Xinjiang. Of course, it can also be grown in some other places in Xinjiang." While saying that, Yuan Zhou took out the plate.
The system's display was concise and efficient. There were only two words, "Correct."
Just as Yuan Zhou took out the apple, another fruit appeared inside. As usual, it was placed on a white jade plate, and there were two of them.
This time, the fruit was a beautiful orange-yellow color with a very good luster, as if it had its own soft glow. There was a small protrusion on the top of the fruit that looked like a small hat, and the rest of the fruit was very authentic round.
It looked like the fat ball was wearing a hat.
"The protruding orange. It's probably from your place of origin. After all, the ones outside aren't that good. When you bite it, the taste is very hard at first, but later on, it directly melts in your mouth. The sweetness and sourness are just right and it's very delicious," Yuan Zhou said with an affirmative tone.
And this time, the answer given by the system was still correct.
The third item that appeared was a cantaloupe. It was not big, about the size of a soccer ball, and it just happened to fit in the cabinet.
Because the cabinet itself was not big.
"This is the Xizhang King Melon, right? The fragrance is enticing and not greasy. It has an obvious fruity fragrance, but it's not the one from Japan. It seems you have cultivated it again, right?" Yuan Zhou carried the melon out and put it down gently.
The system displayed, "Yes, correct."
"Peng." Yuan Zhou didn't continue guessing. Instead, he closed the cabinet door.
"Thank you." Looking at the fruits on the table, Yuan Zhou said again. Only then did he take out a lunchbox that he had prepared and put it inside.
There were not only fruits in the lunchbox, but also flowers. Yuan Zhou didn't prepare any vegetables. But there was a bottle of liquor, a bottle of spicy Erguotou.
It was the favorite of Yuan Zhou's father. However, his mother didn't allow him to drink too much of it. Therefore, Yuan Zhou only bought a small bottle of it.
Yuan Zhou went upstairs and changed into a plain Han Chinese costume. Then, he walked out of the restaurant with the lunchbox in his hand.
At that time, the sky had already darkened. As he was wearing light cloth shoes, Yuan Zhou didn't make any sound when he stepped on the road.
Standing at the intersection of the street, Yuan Zhou got a taxi in just a little while.
"Zi", the taxi stopped steadily in front of Yuan Zhou. He pulled the door open and got into the car. Then, he put the lunchbox beside his feet gently.
"Sir, please take me to the Wuyue Mountain in the western suburbs. Thank you." Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly after he got on the car.
"Ok." The driver was a middle-aged man. After he extinguished the cigarette in his hand, the car drove away quickly.
The place that Yuan Zhou told him was a cemetery located in the west of Chengdu.
Now, both Yuan Zhou's parents were resting there peacefully.
"It's not early to go there now." The driver took a look at Yuan Zhou from the rear-view mirror and then said. "Um.
It doesn't close until 10: 30. "Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Yeah. There's no traffic jam now. It should be less than 9: 00 when we get there." The driver calculated the time and then answered.
"Let me take a shortcut for you. It's definitely faster." The driver said straightforwardly.
"Thank you, sir." Yuan Zhou thanked him earnestly.
"Don't mention it. Just wait. We'll be there soon." After saying that, the driver didn't say anything else and seriously drove away.
The Wuyue Mountain Public Cemetery in the suburbs. To the north was the Octagonal Temple and to the south was the Chongguang Temple. It occupied an area of two hundred mu. It wasn't big, but it wasn't small either.
From the city center to the cemetery, there was still some distance. Therefore, even if the driver took a shortcut, it was almost 9: 00 when Yuan Zhou arrived.
The sky was already dark. Indistinctly, he could hear the sounds of insects in the forest. However, Yuan Zhou only got the taxi to send him to the "intersection". He walked the rest of the way up the mountain by himself.
According to the elderly, the reason why the cemetery was named this way was not because it was located on the Wuyue Mountain. In fact, there was no such mountain in the suburbs of Chengdu. The Wuyue Mountain was the name of the mountain god that controlled the surrounding mountains.
The cemetery was built on the golden mountains and dragon veins. Following the ancient system, the terrain was in the shape of a black tortoise. The tortoise had nine stars, and the cemetery occupied seven stars.
In front of the cemetery flowed a clear green canal, forming a "water dragon at the front, a sitting tortoise at the back, a flowing spring on the left, and a thoroughfare on the right". Although it couldn't be compared to the Babaoshan Public Cemetery, which was surrounded by mountains and had excellent Fengshui, it was definitely not bad. This was the closest and best place that Yuan Zhou could find.
It wasn't that Yuan Zhou felt that the distance was too far, or that it would be troublesome to pay his respects. He just wanted to be closer to his parents.
"Hu …" Yuan Zhou exhaled a mouthful of air. The so-called "intersection" was one kilometer away from the main entrance of the cemetery, where there was a sign.
Actually, if there was no taboo, he could directly drive the car to the main entrance. One kilometer was not too far. After ten minutes, Yuan Zhou arrived at the main entrance of the cemetery.
The cemetery was allowed to sweep graves from 9: 30 to 10: 30 in the morning. There weren't many people around now. Occasionally, a few children who had been chatting in front of the grave would leave.
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