After the daily conversation, some people began to care about the ice sculpture from yesterday.
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, where can we see the dragon sculpted by you?" a young man wearing glasses asked curiously.
"Yeah, that dragon is a real god. It looks just like a real dragon. I heard that there are mountains and rivers, and the one in the middle is the most domineering," a middle-aged woman carrying some vegetables also went up and said.
Hearing that, cold sweat dripped down from Yuan Zhou's forehead. She must be talking about Yang Shuxin's Nine Dragon Sculpture. Whoever said that, Yuan Zhou promised not to beat them to death. Because Yuan Zhou didn't stop, the people talking to Yuan Zhou all ran along with him. Luckily, Yuan Zhou intentionally slowed down his pace.
"It has been collected by someone. I can't see it for now," Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
"Ah? What a pity, "the young man wearing glasses said with a look of pity.
"Ouch. I was busy taking care of my grandson yesterday and haven't seen it yet. What does the dragon look like?" the middle-aged woman also said with a look of pity.
Another person beside her also felt it was a pity. He had seen the video on Weibo and specially rushed here from another place. In the end, he really missed it.
"Let me tell you. I heard that Boss Yuan's kitchen knife was really awesome yesterday. With a few slashes, the big piece of ice turned into an ice dragon and the mountains and rivers. It's even more beautiful than a painting. Anyway, it looks really good." Seeing that someone felt it was a pity, the middle-aged woman immediately stopped and explained warmly.
Her extravagant adjectives made Yuan Zhou a little embarrassed. Of course, it would be better if she could say it correctly. The key was that she basically took it for granted and casually said something good.
What she said was what she had heard. After all, she had never seen it before.
Yuan Zhou had a deep impression of this middle-aged woman. She had never eaten in this restaurant before, but she often wandered around Taoxi Road with her grandson. Once someone asked her if Yuanzhou shop was delicious, she would immediately give him an extravagant compliment. Of course, she would add the words "I heard" in front of her compliments. Strictly speaking, this middle-aged woman was quite a cheerful person.
Therefore, what could Yuan Zhou do? He could only run a few more steps.
"Who collected it? I want to buy a ticket and have a look," the bespectacled man followed Yuan Zhou and asked again.
"It's Mr. Yan's collection. I don't know the exact address. You can ask when you come to the store next time," Yuan Zhou said.
"Alas, okay." Only then did the bespectacled man happily stop following Yuan Zhou.
After the bespectacled man and the young man from another city left, many other people came. Most of them were asking about Yuan Zhou's carving. There was no doubt that the middle-aged woman would have to show off again.
There were also two reporters who wanted to interview Yuan Zhou. It was Yuan Zhou who repeatedly said that it was exercise time and that he still had to open the restaurant later. However, among these two reporters, one of them with short hair seemed to have taken advantage of Yuan Zhou's good temper and refused to let him go.
"Young man, why don't you have any manners? If Boss Yuan says he doesn't have time, then he doesn't have time. If you want to report, come and ask me. I know everything." The middle-aged woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
The reporter with short hair didn't want to waste his breath on irrelevant people. Therefore, he wanted to get past the middle-aged woman and walk toward the main character. However, the middle-aged woman must have practiced her steps in the morning supermarket or when she was squeezed on the bus. The middle-aged woman's steps were strange. The reporter with short hair tried several times but failed.
"I told you to ask me if you have any questions. Young man, why can't you hear me?" The middle-aged woman started to lecture him.
Seeing that Yuan Zhou was about to run back to the Yuanzhou shop, the reporter with short hair got angry. He glared at the middle-aged woman fiercely as if he was going to force her.
However, not only was the middle-aged woman not scared off by the fierce glare, she took a step forward and said, "Let me tell you, if you dare to touch me, I'll have a fracture if you touch me. If you hit me, I'll have a comminuted fracture. If I go to the hospital, I'll definitely have complications from high blood pressure. With your little savings, I'll spend it all in two months in the hospital."
Before the reporter with short hair could reply, the middle-aged woman threw another sentence at him. "I also know the law. There are millions of people in my neighborhood. Even if you're a reporter, you can't escape from it."
Hearing this, the reporter with short hair was terrified. He could only stare at the back of Yuan Zhou.
Yuan Zhou's sensitive hearing heard the whole thing. He silently gave the middle-aged woman a thumbs up in his heart.
He didn't know when it started, but people thought that Yuan Zhou was a very magnanimous person. But in fact, what kind of person was Yuan Zhou? He was cold on the outside but funny on the inside. He was generous on the outside but very vengeful on the inside.
Therefore, he first investigated the two reporters and found out that they belonged to two different newspapers. Then, Yuan Zhou agreed to do a text interview with the other reporter who followed the rules after breakfast. Yuan Zhou wanted to show the unruly reporter with short hair that he didn't agree even if he had the time. He wanted to make the reporter jealous and hate him.
"Reporters these days really get up early." After doing all this, Yuan Zhou wiped the sweat on his forehead and went back to the second floor to wash up. Then, he started to prepare breakfast.
However, there were more people at breakfast today. After all, they didn't come because they heard that there was an ice sculpting competition yesterday. No matter what, they had to come to see one of the main characters this morning.
And most of these people were from the ice sculpting industry in Chengdu. Fortunately, these people knew that the person who would compete with Yuan Zhou was Yang Shuxin. Therefore, no one took the initiative to say anything to Yuan Zhou.
They just looked at him from afar with a curious look on their faces. Although Yuan Zhou was already used to people looking at him, even if they were looking at a "monster," of course, he was used to it, but it didn't mean that he accepted it. Yuan Zhou was unhappy. He was thinking about a serious question in his heart. Should he charge them a visitation fee?
But then again, if they looked at him and charged him a visitation fee, wouldn't he be like a monkey in an animal museum? Yuan Zhou was lost in thought in this aspect.
As for why the people from the Chengdu Ice Sculpting Association didn't come to look for Yuan Zhou, he could only ask Zhou Shijie.
What a joke. If anyone dared to fight with Zhou Shijie for a person, Zhou Shijie would dare to go to the other party's house with a kitchen knife. After all, he was a chef, and the thing he lacked the least was a kitchen knife. Moreover, the war on the internet was still going on. It was still unknown whether it would develop into reality.
Therefore, although there were many people at breakfast, it was still very smooth. The text interview in the morning was also very smooth. However, at noon, not long after lunch started, someone came.
"Good afternoon, Big Sis Ya," Zhou Jia greeted.
"Good afternoon, Jia Jia," a clear and melodious female voice sounded.
This greeting made Yuan Zhou, who was cooking with his head lowered, wake up. He raised his head and took a look.
He saw Yin Ya wearing a dark blue business suit that covered her buttocks. Her figure was graceful and graceful, and she walked in with light footsteps in her high heels.
"Translucent Beef Slices, Zhou Jia," Yuan Zhou carried the plate at the side, turned around, and placed it on the long table. Then, he beckoned Zhou Jia to carry it away.
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