Suddenly, Yuan Zhou thought of an idea. Maybe he could behave cordially in order to complete the mission.
However, he still had to make it clear.
"What does the fragment of a cuisine mean?" Yuan Zhou asked silently in his heart.
The system displayed, "A fragment of any cuisine."
"Then will it be the same cuisine when we draw the lottery again?" Yuan Zhou asked the question that he was more concerned about.
The system displayed, "It depends on the cuisine you draw for the first time. In the future, the existing cuisines will be given priority."
"Are there the same number of fragments for each cuisine?" Having thought for a while, Yuan Zhou continued asking.
The system displayed, "It will be different every time. The size of each fragment is also different."
Having solved the problem, Yuan Zhou prepared to cook the dishes at ease. Of course, he had to carry out the plan he had thought of.
Therefore, when Yuan Zhou turned around again, he revealed a faint smile on his usually solemn face.
Then, the regular customers were greatly startled.
They started to whisper to each other.
"What do you think happened to Boss Yuan?" A regular customer started to ask a stranger beside him.
This was the first time for this person to come here and he was also a viewer who watched the live broadcast. Seeing the person beside him acting as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he couldn't help getting curious, "Boss Yuan just smiled. What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Brother, it's your first time here, right?" The person said affirmatively.
"Yeah. I came here after watching Meng Meng's live broadcast." The viewer who watched the live broadcast affirmed his question.
"Boss Yuan never smiles. I've been here for many times, but I've never seen him do that. What do you think he's doing now?" The person said mysteriously.
"Maybe the boss is in a good mood." The viewer of the live broadcast said indifferently.
"Naive. I think Boss Yuan definitely wants to slack off." At this time, another person chimed in.
Ling Hong also looked at Yuan Zhou vigilantly, fearing that Yuan Zhou would say something.
Unfortunately, Yuan Zhou, who had sharp ears and eyes, heard these comments clearly. Now, Yuan Zhou was considering whether he should sleep late tomorrow. It was too tiring to get up early and open the door.
Then, Yuan Zhou resumed his usual expression, which was just expressionless.
"I was scared to death. Boss Yuan is finally normal," the person who interrupted suddenly said.
"That's right. I thought there was something important," someone else said, patting his chest symbolically.
Yuan Zhou, who had heard every single word, decided to sleep in for two more days.
Yuan Zhou, who had just made his decision, suddenly remembered his mission. The words "Incomplete" were still hanging there, and Yuan Zhou was very curious about what kind of cuisine he would get.
"This is the Egg Fried Rice!" Yuan Zhou, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was interrupted by a shout.
Looking up, it turned out to be Bamboo who ate Panda. Beside him was an empty plate of Egg Fried Rice and the plate of beef mince. It seemed that he had poured the Egg Fried Rice into the plate of beef mince bit by bit before eating. Otherwise, it wouldn't be as clean as new.
"I think the noodles are delicious," at the side, Ling Hong retorted with a lisp.
"You'll understand after you eat the Egg Fried Rice with the beef mince." Bamboo didn't say anything more. He wiped his mouth and continued eating.
"Let's talk about it later," Ling Hong swallowed the Clear Broth Noodle Soup and drank a mouthful of the soup before saying that.
It was the norm in Yuanzhou shop that customers just carried their bowls and started to eat without any nonsense. After all, there were still a group of people waiting behind. Even if they wanted to chat, they would chat in full swing while waiting in line.
Even if they could only leave after eating like fast food, it couldn't stop those customers from pursuing the delicacy.
However, the number of people lining up at noon was slightly less than that in the evening. The break time at noon was limited, while the customers had more time to get off work in the evening. However, it was different at noon today. The number of people made up of the live broadcast audience had been blocking the entrance of Yuanzhou shop.
"I'm sorry. The business time at noon is about to end. We can't entertain you anymore," Yuan Zhou looked at the people lining up behind and said.
"What's wrong? I haven't eaten it today," immediately, someone complained.
"That's right. I specially endured it for a whole week. It's not easy for me to come here," the short-haired girl uttered an aggrieved voice.
"Boss Yuan, why don't you stay open a little longer today? Many people haven't been able to eat it," a slightly older middle-aged man said.
"I'm sorry. It's the rule," Yuan Zhou still maintained the expression on his face and said indifferently.
That was exactly the demeanor of a master.
However, this master, Yuan Zhou, had an expression of breaking down inwardly at the moment. It was all money that was driven out and moreover, it was money that could be shared with him.
"Boss Yuan is really too much. It's not easy for him to come here," the crowd complained while walking away.
"Sigh. When will Boss Yuan not be called Compass?"
After pulling the door down, Yuan Zhou went upstairs and began to think carefully about how to complete the mission. Normally, his customer flow was quite large. However, it was still a little difficult for most people to request to eat there twice a month. After all, that was the current customer group.
Checking the progress of the mission, Yuan Zhou felt lucky that the number of people was about the same.
Lying on the bed, Yuan Zhou fell asleep unknowingly until he heard noises from downstairs.
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, open the door." The shouts downstairs were filled with eagerness and it was very noisy. Having woken up, Yuan Zhou got up from the bed immediately.
He stood up and walked to the window. He opened the door and looked down. Basically, there were many people blocking the door. The number of people made Yuan Zhou wake up instantly. All of them were opportunities for him to complete the mission.
After a sound of "Pi Li Pa La", Yuan Zhou ran down the stairs. After catching his breath for a while, he opened the door.
"You're all very early today," Yuan Zhou greeted.
"It's not early. Boss Yuan, it's already 5: 30 am," Wu Hai walked in from outside the door leisurely.
"It's indeed late." Ling Hong followed closely behind and entered the restaurant. The other people also entered the restaurant one after another.
"Boss, do you have Soup Dumplings?" Ling Hong directly ordered the Soup Dumplings in the morning.
"I'm sorry. This is breakfast," Yuan Zhou pointed at the small characters behind the Soup Dumplings and said.
"Alright. Egg Fried Rice, beef mince and a bowl of Clear Broth Noodle Soup, please." Eating all the Soup Dumplings at noon only made him a little bloated. It would be better to eat less in the evening. Thinking of that, Ling Hong decisively ordered two servings.
...
The business hours were fixed every night, but today was different. Even when the time was almost up, there were still people waiting in line outside. This time, not only the surrounding people, but also those who had watched the live broadcast at noon and directly waited here for dinner. The remaining people were the live broadcast audience who had time to rush here in the evening.
This wave of customers were basically brought here by Meng Meng alone. Now, they were all convinced by Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship.
There were still a lot of customers in Yuanzhou shop even when it was closed. At that time, the wealthy Ling Hong said, "Boss Yuan, why don't you open the restaurant a little later tonight? They're all waiting for supper."
"No." There were only five minutes left in Yuan Zhou's business hours.
"How about I treat these people to a meal and you open the restaurant a little later?" Ling Hong pointed at the remaining more than ten people who hadn't eaten yet and said.
"Of course it's good if you treat. Let's do it tomorrow. He said he would treat you to a meal." Yuan Zhou directly and neatly set up a trap for Ling Hong.
"Boss Yuan, I mean if you open the restaurant a little later, I'll treat." Ling Hong kicked the ball back to Yuan Zhou easily.
As for Yuan Zhou's choice...
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