There was a saying that it was rare to have a close friend in life. Yuan Zhou had a deep understanding of this saying. If one could have a friend whom one could grumble and pour out everything to without any scruples, it would be a great happiness. Sadly, Yuan Zhou didn't have such a friend.
Perhaps it was because of the death of his parents that Yuan Zhou didn't dare to have such a friend.
After listening, Zhou Shijie nodded to show that he understood.
Yuan Zhou continued, "If it were you, what would you do to relieve your emotions?"
"Maybe I'm old, and I don't care about life and death anymore, especially after my wife passed away." Zhou Shijie said, "At least I think so. There shouldn't be anything that can make my emotions fluctuate too much. But last year, I learned that my friend of more than 20 years died. In fact, it's more appropriate to say that he was my enemy. His words were harsh, and I didn't like him. But after knowing this news, I felt sad that even I couldn't understand."
Yuan Zhou listened carefully.
"Although many things will be forgotten with time, I felt so sad that I couldn't wait to forget. So, I went to the place where my friend lived and gave some help to his family," Zhou Shijie said, "Slowly, I got better."
Yuan Zhou said, "But I didn't know where he lived. I didn't even know if he had any relatives."
Zhou Shijie said, "Then at least you know his name. Since you met him often, why don't you go and find out?"
Yuan Zhou was silent. Indeed, many things could be found out with a little more time.
"People will die when they get old. Humans are not machines. It's certain that they will feel sad, but don't let this sadness become a thorn in your throat." Zhou Shijie said, "Empathy is fake, so I can only tell you about my similar experience. I hope it can help you a little."
"Thank you, Chairman Zhou." Yuan Zhou solemnly bowed to Zhou Shijie. It was true that people would die, but Yuan Zhou hoped that he would leave behind beautiful memories in the restaurant.
After the revelation and the president's enlightenment, Yuan Zhou felt much better.
As the two of them spoke, they had already walked out of the Blonde Market and arrived at the narrow entrance.
In fact, it was originally quite spacious, but because there were many stalls, it became smaller.
A black Volkswagen was parked by the door. The driver was getting out of the car and waiting in the passenger seat, looking very low-key.
Zhou Shijie didn't go to the front passenger seat. Instead, he went to the back seat. Obviously, he wanted to sit with Yuan Zhou. The driver quickly opened the back seat and waited by the side.
"Get in." Zhou Shijie turned his head and gestured for Yuan Zhou to get in first.
"Okay, you go first." Yuan Zhou turned the corner and got into the backseat from the other side.
"Go and drive to Taoxi Road," Zhou Shijie said to the driver with a smile when he saw Yuan Zhou's reaction.
"Okay, President." The driver nodded and got into the driver's seat.
On the way, Zhou Shijie didn't say anything. Instead, he closed his eyes and rested for a long time. As for Yuan Zhou, he sat quietly and thought about the Three Fragrance to the Ocean, the exemplary restaurant, the birthday, the conversation just now, etc. Anyway, his mind was in a mess.
The Blonde Market wasn't far from the Yuanzhou shop. The car drove steadily and arrived at the intersection of Taoxi Road in about half an hour.
Yuan Zhou got out of the car first, followed by Zhou Shijie. The two of them walked towards the restaurant together.
When they arrived at the entrance, Yuan Zhou opened the door. Zhou Shijie directly entered and sat down. When he was about to flip through the menu, he raised his head and said to Yuan Zhou, "Don't bother with me. I'm just looking around to kill time."
"Okay. If you need anything, just call me. I need to go wash up and prepare the ingredients," Yuan Zhou didn't stand on ceremony. He nodded and said seriously.
"Only when it's clean can it be delicious." Zhou Shijie waved his hand and looked at the menu.
Yuan Zhou washed up very quickly. By the time Zhou Shijie finished looking at the menu, he had already changed into a light gray, narrow sleeved Han Chinese costume. His hair was slightly damp.
"President," Yuan Zhou greeted him.
"Alright, don't bother with me. Hurry up and prepare the ingredients. Otherwise, if the customers find out that I delayed your preparation, they will ask me for an explanation," Zhou Shijie joked.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded and immersed himself in his work.
At that time, Zhou Shijie began to watch Yuan Zhou work seriously.
Yuan Zhou had to prepare the ingredients for dinner. Some of the ingredients needed to be processed in advance. For example, the Dongpo Pig Knuckle that had been simmering on a low fire needed to be adjusted. Some vegetables needed to be picked and washed to dry in advance. The vermicelli of Sautéed Vermicelli with Spicy Minced Pork needed to be soaked several times.
All in all, there were still many things that needed to be done. However, Yuan Zhou did everything in an orderly manner and didn't seem to be in a mess.
The timing between washing the vegetables and soaking the vermicelli was very well coordinated.
"Yuan does all the small things well and is very serious," Zhou Shijie sighed with emotion.
As the door of the restaurant was open, Zhou Shijie noticed that Wuhai had come down from the opposite staircase in his slippers. He was preparing to eat dinner.
"Yuan, I'm going to line up. Otherwise, my trip will be in vain if I don't get to eat it later," Zhou Shijie said and walked out of the restaurant. He was a man who abided by the rules.
Zhou Shijie came out at the right time. He just happened to be in front of Wuhai. He walked ahead of Wuhai at the right time and happened to be in front of Wuhai. Before Wuhai could say anything, Ling Hong, who had just arrived, said.
"Aren't you the first one today, Shameless Wu?" Ling Hong asked in surprise.
"Do you still have your legs?" Wuhai asked directly.
That's right. After the incident with Grandpa Jia, everyone finally knew that Ling Hong's legs were almost broken by his grandfather because he ate Yuan Zhou's Herbal Tea Eggs.
Therefore, Wuhai teased Ling Hong like that.
"Of course. I can run fast," Ling Hong said proudly.
"I think your grandfather spared your life on purpose." Wuhai stroked his mustaches and said earnestly, "After all, you have changed girlfriends several times, but none of them got pregnant."
"Pfft. It's all because I can run fast." Ling Hong firmly believed that it was because of his escaping skills.
Wuhai, on the other hand, looked at Ling Hong up and down with a look of disbelief.
"Let's not talk about this. Do you know that O 'Neal? I heard he is coming to China, "Ling Hong suddenly said to Wuhai with an excited expression.
"Um, O 'Neal? George Bernard O 'Neal is coming to China? No, I remember he has passed away. "Wuhai looked at Ling Hong with a dumbfounded expression.
"Who is George Bernard O 'Neal? Who said O 'Neal has passed away? "Ling Hong asked in puzzlement.
"It's really scary to be uneducated. He is a famous French painter. I admire him a lot. Although he was lonely in his later years, he was still a phenomenal painter in his early years. He …"
Wuhai went into explanation mode and said a lot of information that most people couldn't understand. As for Ling Hong, he turned his body to the side and didn't want to talk to him. What the hell? He was talking about a completely different person.
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