After returning to the restaurant, Yuan Zhou went upstairs to wash up. When he came down, it was almost time to prepare the ingredients for dinner.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou could prepare dinner with ease, even though the Tri-Color Beans had been bothering him.
When Yuan Zhou started to prepare the ingredients, a line started to form outside the restaurant.
However, the line today was slightly different. Usually, it was quite lively, but today, it was especially quiet at the end of the line.
Just now, Ling Hong walked into the line with a silver-haired old man with steady footsteps.
Not only was the old man imposing, but he also had a serious expression on his face. Even Ling Hong, who usually had a bright smile on his face, was quiet and not as arrogant as he usually was.
This time, because of the old man's low pressure and Ling Hong's abnormal behavior, the people in front of them who were chatting with each other suddenly lowered their voices.
"Is this the place?" the old man asked with a serious tone.
"Yes." Ling Hong nodded.
"If you didn't have the Keemun black tea, you would know how powerful I am," the old man said angrily.
"Got it," Ling Hong answered helplessly.
The commotion between the two was not small. Even Wu Hai, who was in front of them, saw it. He turned his head and clicked his tongue at Ling Hong, but did not say anything.
The expression on Wu Hai's face was obvious, "Ling Hong, even you would become a quail one day."
"Looks like I ate the Herbal Tea Egg at the wrong time." Ling Hong couldn't help but support his forehead. He looked like he was having a headache. He originally wanted to trick Compass, but he did not expect that he would be dragged into the trap as well.
"What kind of restaurant is this? It's too wasteful. It's actually Keemun black tea, spring tea! What a waste! "The old man stared at Ling Hong angrily.
"I only ate it. I didn't cook it." Ling Hong decisively pushed the blame away.
"Even so, you can't eat it." The old man glared at him. "What kind of mouth is that? You still want to eat the Keemun black tea egg? How come I didn't know that your mouth is so precious?!"
Speaking of which, this old man was Ling Hong's grandfather. Only in front of his grandfather would Ling Hong behave so obediently.
And the reason why Ling Hong's grandfather came was because of Ling Hong's own doing.
It happened last night. The Ling family would have gatherings from time to time, which meant that the whole family would get together for a meal or something.
This rule was set by the old man in front of him. As he grew older, he naturally liked the feeling of being surrounded by his children and grandchildren. It was lively and intimate.
Last night, Ling Hong insisted on playing tricks. He first came to Yuan Zhou's restaurant and ordered a Herbal Tea Egg. He had long known that the Herbal Tea Egg was brewed with Keemun Black Tea. After eating the Herbal Tea Egg, an indescribable fragrance of tea lingered in his mouth.
More importantly, Ling Hong was afraid that the aroma would not be obvious. He asked Yuan Zhou to give him a spoonful of tea. to him.
In this way, his grandfather, who was crazy about tea, could clearly smell the aroma.
Now, he could smell the aroma, but he almost beat Ling Hong to death. If he had not been busy during the day, the old man would have dragged him to the Yuanzhou shop early in the morning.
Finally, it was night time. Naturally, the old man didn't look happy.
After all, last night, Ling Hong said proudly that he ate the Keemun black tea egg. But the Tea Egg let the old man smell the Keemun black tea. How could Ling Hong not be beaten to death? To be honest, if he was not beaten to death, he was really his grandfather.
"Wait and see." The old man looked at Ling Hong and said discontentedly.
At this time, another few customers came and directly lined up behind Ling Hong and the old man.
Ling Hong's old man had been standing at the side with a fierce face while Ling Hong stood upright like a peacock with drooping feathers.
Such a scene was rare.
"What's wrong with Brother Ling?" Zhou Jia, who had just arrived, asked Wuhai curiously and worriedly when she saw the situation.
"He might have been beaten by his grandfather." Wuhai stroked his own mustaches and said affirmatively, "It seems that the old man is not in good health. He was not beaten to death."
"Ah? But Ling Hong has grown up. Will his grandfather still beat him? "Zhou Jia asked in surprise.
"That's hard to say." Wuhai said with his eyes drifting.
The conversation between Wuhai and Zhou Jia was heard by the customers at the side. Besides, Wuhai deliberately raised his voice. Soon, the customers in the line basically knew that Ling Hong was beaten by his grandfather today.
As for the reason, there were many different opinions. Some said that it was because he was too playful. Some said that it was because he spent too much money. In short, without Wuhai knowing, there were at least a dozen versions of the reason why Ling Hong was beaten.
At this time, the old man who often came to eat and rode a tricycle also heard about this. Coincidentally, he was standing behind Ling Hong.
The old man was a warm-hearted person. When he saw and heard such a situation, he immediately spoke up.
"Old man, what's wrong?" The old man directly asked Ling Hong's grandfather.
Ling Hong was aware of the old man's habit of being familiar with others. Hence, he consciously stepped aside so that his old man could talk to the people behind him.
"Talking to me?" Old Man Ling asked with a puzzled expression.
Old Man Ling turned to look at the old man. The old man had a kind smile on his face. There were many wrinkles on his face. He did not maintain his appearance as well as he did.
However, the white hair on the old man's head was much less than his. The wrinkles at the corner of his eyes were the most frequent. However, it was obvious that he was smiling.
The old man was skinny, but he looked very energetic. He was dressed in ordinary clothes. There was even a black glove in his pocket. On his feet, he wore a pair of sports shoes that were easy to walk on.
His hair was short and he had a black beard. His entire person gave off an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Old Man Ling was naturally surprised to see such a person suddenly speaking to him. Although this person looked familiar and amiable, he was very sure that he did not know this person.
"Look at your long face. Did he make you angry?" The old man nodded his head naturally and pointed at Ling Hong.
"Hmph, that's right. This kid is really a wastrel." Speaking of this, Old Man Ling frowned and said hatefully.
"Is that so?" The old man looked at Ling Hong suspiciously and asked.
The tricycle old man often came here to eat and knew Ling Hong. In his impression, Ling Hong was not a flamboyant person. He looked like a very spirited young man.
"Isn't that so? This kid ate the tea eggs made with keemun tea. It's like scrambled eggs with chives. What a mess." Hearing this question, Old Man Ling started talking again. However, the more he spoke, the angrier he got. He pointed at Ling Hong and started scolding him.
The old man was stunned by Old Man Ling's words. He lifted his head and stared at Old Man Ling. He looked at him from head to toe as if he was looking at something strange.
For a long time, he did not say anything.
"What's wrong?" Old Man Ling asked. He felt uncomfortable being stared at.
"This is your grandfather?" The old man did not answer. Instead, he suddenly asked Ling Hong.
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