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Chapter 914

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Yuan Zhou wasn't really a neat freak. It was just that the food cooked by a chef had to be eaten. Therefore, he couldn't make it "almost the same" or "just passable". He couldn't be sloppy at all. Therefore, after the system finished cleaning automatically, he would clean again.

The system didn't say anything about it. It agreed with Yuan Zhou's approach, so Yuan Zhou's reply was very serious.

However, in the middle-aged man's ears, it sounded … dirty? Dirty where? If I don't act cool, we can still be friends.

The middle-aged man: "…"

"The stairs are a bit narrow. Carpenter Lian and this master, please be careful."

When Yuan Zhou saw that Carpenter Lian was about to reprimand him again, he interrupted him and said while pointing at the stairs.

It couldn't be helped. Yuan Zhou had been to Carpenter Lian's shop twice. He knew that Carpenter Lian was very fierce when he scolded people, and it took a long time.

Of course, the most important thing was that he was used as a role model. Yuan Zhou was a little embarrassed to be praised like this by someone else's child.

"You can praise me like this behind my back. I don't mind being used as a role model," Yuan Zhou thought.

"It's fine. The slope of the stairs is not bad, and the design is very good." Even Carpenter Lian was an expert in carpentry. He even knew how to describe the wooden staircase.

The three of them went upstairs quickly. Yuan Zhou led them straight to his room. Naturally, his room was as clean and tidy as usual.

"I want to put the cabinet under the windowsill, right here." Yuan Zhou pointed at the empty space under the windowsill that was about 1.2 meters tall.

"Are you going to put books or something else?" Carpenter Lian asked as he observed the terrain.

Carpenter Lian's question reminded Yuan Zhou of the boxing gloves. He said in a very gentle tone, "It's a very precious item. I want to keep it safe."

"How big do you need it to be?" Carpenter Lian asked.

"As big as possible. I want to use it for storage in the future," Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay. Give me the ruler." Carpenter Lian nodded and asked the middle-aged man to pass him a ruler. Clearly, he was going to measure the size of the cabinet.

In fact, Yuan Zhou had built this cabinet to store some of the items given to him by the customers, such as the Blessing of Peace that the old granny had asked him for. It didn't feel good to keep them on the cabinet. After all, they were the kind intentions of the customers.

While Carpenter Lian was measuring the data with a tape measure, Yuan Zhou was watching carefully to see if there was anything he could help with.

"It's 90 centimeters long. Note it down," Carpenter Lian reported as he measured.

In fact, Carpenter Lian's measurement was very interesting. Basically, he would start reporting the data as soon as the ruler reached a certain position. At such a speed, it would be more accurate to say that he couldn't even see it clearly.

However, Carpenter Lian had reported the data directly. It was probably a visual measurement, and the amount was just to confirm his own answer.

The speed at which the data was measured was very fast. In less than five minutes, Carpenter Lian was done.

In these five minutes, Carpenter Lian not only measured the location of the cabinet and the size of the room, but he also measured the height and width of the wardrobe and the length and width of the bed. It was probably to match the proportions of the various furniture in the room.

"I already have a count. I will send it to you in half a month," Carpenter Lian said as he stood up.

"Ok. Sorry to bother you." Yuan Zhou nodded the head and said.

"Okay. Let's not talk too much. We'll be leaving first," Carpenter Lian passed the tape measure and other tools to the middle-aged man and directly walked downstairs.

"Carpenter Lian, please stay for lunch," Yuan Zhou said as he followed.

"No need. We still have something to do," Carpenter Lian waved his hand.

"Then we must have a meal together next time." Yuan Zhou didn't insist. After he walked them to the door, he changed his words.

"I will definitely eat when it is delivered," Carpenter Lian nodded.

"Take care," Yuan Zhou said.

"You don't have to send us off. I can see that there's already a queue here," Carpenter Lian said as he pointed at Wuhai who had just arrived.

"Okay, thank you," Yuan Zhou nodded and didn't stand on ceremony. He stood at the door and watched the two leave.

"Master," the middle-aged man called out as soon as Carpenter Lian and the middle-aged man walked away.

"Make me a set of antique table and chairs with mortise and tenon joints within a month. Treat it as practice," Carpenter Lian said without hesitation.

"Yes," the middle-aged man said with a bitter expression. He didn't dare to say anything else and nodded repeatedly.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel regret for his momentary anger. What a joke. An antique table and tenon joints had to be made within a month. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to sleep well for the rest of the month.

However, he didn't dare to say anything else. Carpenter Lian had obviously seen through his actions. That was why he gave him such a punishment test.

"Compass, you made something delicious just now?" Wuhai looked suspiciously at Yuan Zhou and then at Carpenter Lian and the middle-aged man who had just left.

"Hmm?" Yuan Zhou couldn't understand Wuhai's logic.

That's right. Why would Wuhai think that someone came out of the shop to eat?

"Sniff."

Wuhai leaned forward and sniffed Yuan Zhou's body with all his might before speaking.

"There's no smell of food. Could it be that they're here for renovations? Compass, you're closing the shop for renovations? "Wuhai looked at Yuan Zhou in surprise.

"How did you come to that conclusion?" Yuan Zhou couldn't be bothered to explain. He was more curious about Wuhai's thoughts.

"Look at those two. They're wearing simple clothes that are resistant to dirt. One of them is even holding a wooden box. Their palms and fingers are very rough. They look like they're doing manual labor. They're also wearing cloth shoes that are convenient to move around in. They look like they're doing renovation," Wuhai said seriously while stroking his mustache.

Looking at Wuhai stroking his mustache with a look of certainty, Yuan Zhou was speechless.

"They're carpenters. Have you been reading some detective novels recently?" Yuan Zhou asked.

"No, no, no. I'm reading Gu Long's novels. Recently, someone said that I look like Lu Xiaofeng," Wuhai said with a proud smile.

"Hehe." Yuan Zhou turned around and went back to his restaurant expressionlessly. Apart from the two tufts of mustaches, where else did he look like?

No, Wuhai didn't have a conscience. Yuan Zhou was afraid that if he didn't leave, he might not be able to resist opening Wuhai's head to see if it was broken.

"Compass, don't you think I look like him?" Wu Hai asked shamelessly.

Yuan Zhou originally thought that if he ignored Wuhai, the topic would stop. Most people would stop talking about it. He didn't expect Wuhai to continue asking.

"Lu Xiaofeng isn't that shameless," Yuan Zhou turned his head and said seriously.

"I'm just showing my true colors. I'm still very serious when I'm eating," Wuhai explained seriously.

Yuan Zhou was speechless. He lowered his head and started cleaning the kitchen seriously, preparing the ingredients for lunch.

"Compass is cooking. I'll go to the group and ask." Wuhai took out his phone and started messing with the people in the group. When there was no one around, he would call him Compass. When there were outsiders, Wuhai would call him Boss Yuan. This was quite a show of respect.

Putting Wuhai's matter aside, Shaquille O 'Neal, who came to Chengdu to attend the opening ceremony, made a blunder, causing all the reporters in Chengdu to surround him.

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