Normally, men were very particular about not crying easily. It was not that they were afraid of being seen by others, but most of them were afraid of themselves. Ling Hong was a person who cared about his reputation. Therefore, when he cried, Wuhai and Yuan Zhou were stunned.
They both knew that Ling Hong might be in a bad mood when he came back, but they did not expect it to be to this extent. Therefore, both of them were shocked.
Yuan Zhou did not know what to do. He did not know how to comfort him. Meanwhile, Wuhai ran out of the Yuanzhou shop and went to the public toilet built by the Queuing Committee. He closed the door of the cubicle and put on his long-sleeved shirt inside out. It looked weird wearing the sleeves inside out, and his clothes were exposed. However, Wuhai did not care. He did not care about his image anyway.
After doing all this, Wuhai went to the Yuanzhou shop again. His actions were smooth, and he was done in less than five minutes.
Ling Hong did not know why he was crying so sadly. Strictly speaking, other than when he saw his sister cry so sadly because of her congenital heart disease, he had never shed any tears before.
Ling Hong did not know why he was crying like this today. Was it because he felt guilty for saying, "You're so skillful. The bracelet you made is really beautiful." Or was it because he saw the girl who was different from the rest, and her beautiful eyes were filled with another man? Or was it because he regretted what he did when he was a student? Or was it something else? Or maybe it was all of them.
Ling Hong was not afraid of embarrassing himself. Towards the end, his voice was a little hoarse from crying.
Yuan Zhou wanted to comfort him a few times, but he could not find the chance. Therefore, he could only close the door so that no one could see him.
"Let him take this opportunity to cry. All men want to cry like this, but most of them don't have the chance," Wuhai said.
"Yes, they don't," Yuan Zhou mumbled to himself, then asked, "Are you among the majority?"
Wuhai shook his head and said, "I'm not. When I feel uncomfortable and want to cry, I cry at home. I'm shameless."
Suddenly, Yuan Zhou felt that being shameless seemed to have some advantages. When everyone cared about their face and when one person was shameless, that person would gain great freedom.
Accepting Wuhai's suggestion, they did not disturb Ling Hong. In the end, Ling Hong stayed in the Yuanzhou shop for the whole afternoon. Of course, Wuhai stayed the whole afternoon too. He did not say anything and just sat beside Ling Hong.
As for Yuan Zhou, he started to prepare the ingredients as soon as it was time. Sometimes, some things didn't require the company of others.
In the evening, Sister Wan arrived at the restaurant. Seeing Ling Hong's bloodshot eyes, she understood what was going on. She did not ask much but just said that they would drink together in the evening.
It was a good idea. However, in the evening, they found that Ling Hong, Wan, and Wuhai were not selected. Moreover, the familiar people like Chen Wei and Jiang Changxi were not here, either. Therefore, Ling Hong and the others knew the customers drinking in the Yuanzhou shop tonight, but they were not familiar with them.
It seemed that after the hotel was closed, Yuan Zhou accompanied Wuhai, Wan, and Ling Hong to drink in Fang Heng's pub.
It was rare for Yuan Zhou to indulge himself. He accompanied them and drank for a long time. Only when they were all slightly tipsy did they disperse.
Yuan Zhou, who had a good sleep after drinking, got up early in the morning.
After breakfast time, Yuan Zhou did not go out to sculpt immediately. Instead, he started to check the kitchen utensils.
"Speaking of which, this knife should be sharpened." Yuan Zhou checked the knives one by one.
Apart from the Miracle Kitchen Knife, which did not require a whetstone, the other knives had to be sharpened by Yuan Zhou himself.
Of course, the system provided him with a whetstone. In fact, there were a total of eight.
Yuan Zhou started to place the tools for sharpening the knives at the door. It seemed that he was ready to start sharpening the knives.
"Speaking of which, do you know Mo Sandao from the Republic of China?" Yuan Zhou suddenly asked.
The system displayed, "According to the information, no matter what kind of knife it was, he only needed to sharpen it three times."
"Yes, yes, yes. That's him. Do you have his method of sharpening knives?" Yuan Zhou nodded his head and asked naturally.
The system displayed, "Yes."
"That's good. I knew that you are capable, system." Yuan Zhou praised the system seriously.
Then, he said, "Then let me take a look at Mo Sandao's technique."
The system displayed, "The host has not completed the mission and is unable to obtain it."
"Mission? What kind of mission can reward me? "Yuan Zhou seized the opportunity and asked.
The system displayed, "The host does not have sufficient authority to know."
"Then, is this a main mission, a side mission, or a hidden mission?" Yuan Zhou was not discouraged and continued to ask.
The system displayed, "You will know when it is triggered."
"Triggered? That means it is hidden. "Yuan Zhou immediately understood the system's point.
However, the system did not answer him. It did not give a definite answer. It simply stopped talking.
"Since I don't have the ability to sharpen knives, I'll just sharpen them normally." Yuan Zhou was already used to the system's frequent disappearances. He shifted his attention and prepared to sharpen his knives.
Before obtaining the system, Yuan Zhou already knew how to sharpen knives when he was studying in the three-star hotel. It was just that he did not have many whetstones.
It could be said that all Chinese chefs knew how to sharpen knives. It was just that the higher one's culinary skills were, the fewer who knew how to sharpen knives.
After all, one needed to learn how to sharpen knives when learning how to cook. But now, it was unknown.
Sitting on the chair in front of the door, Yuan Zhou thought for a while and then took out his phone and started to make a call.
The phone was connected in a little while. It rang for only a short while before it was picked up.
"Master Yuan, good afternoon." The deep voice of Engineer Cheng passed from the phone.
"Um. I will sharpen my knives this afternoon." Yuan Zhou took the phone and said.
"Okay. I will be back soon." The excited voice of Engineer Cheng passed from the phone.
"Bring your knives." Yuan Zhou instructed.
"Okay. I will remember that. I will be right there." Engineer Cheng answered repeatedly.
"Um. Bye." After saying that, Yuan Zhou directly hung up the phone.
Engineer Cheng waited until Yuan Zhou hung up the phone and then put it away.
"Hey Hey. It seems that Master Yuan is treating me as his disciple more and more. That's great." Master Cheng waved his fist excitedly. Then, he continued to drive home at lightning speed to get the saber.
That's right. Just now, Engineer Cheng was driving. When he answered the phone, he found an emergency stop sign and then answered the phone.
After all, Yuan Zhou did not like people who did not obey the traffic rules. Engineer Cheng knew that very well.
Therefore, Engineer Cheng had slowly become very obedient to the traffic rules.
Since Engineer Cheng had made up his mind to be a disciple, he would naturally follow the rules set by Yuan Zhou. This was the concept of Engineer Cheng.
Yuan Zhou did not know about this. After he hung up the phone, he did not immediately start to sharpen the knives. Instead, he began to observe the texture, the back, and the edge of each knife.
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