While Yuan Zhou was busy with the business in the evening, Zhou Shijie started to sigh.
"If I had known this earlier, I would have left Yuan Garden to eat last. The score of Zhi Yuan Garden is definitely not high today." Zhou Shijie sat on the sofa and felt a little regretful.
"I hope it won't be too low. Objectively speaking, Zhi Yuan Garden is not bad. But I want to eat something with more flavor now." Zhou Shijie smacked his lips.
Thinking of Yuan Zhou, Zhou Shijie immediately recalled the satisfying spicy feeling yesterday. Immediately, he started to salivate.
Zhang Yan had the same concern as Zhou Shijie. After all, he was the chairman of Sichuan Cuisine Association. Even if he could only choose one exemplary restaurant, he still hoped that there would be more and more chefs who could cook Sichuan Cuisine.
Only in this way could Sichuan Cuisine flourish.
"This guy is simply a weirdo. He is even better than Zhou Shijie in those years." Zhang Yan ridiculed his wife while cooking the Spicy Boiled Fish in Hot Water.
That's right. Zhang Yan also prepared to eat spicy dishes for dinner today. Moreover, he cooked the Spicy Boiled Fish in Hot Water by himself.
It was known that Zhang Yan seldom cooked at home. Basically, it was his wife who did the cooking. But today, he cooked the Spicy Boiled Fish in Hot Water by himself.
At dinnertime, Wuhai arrived at the restaurant on time. He had originally prepared to ask for Yuan Zhou's mulberry jam. But when he saw the jam prepared for other regular customers, he immediately changed his target.
As expected, he snatched Ling Hong's jam and shamelessly started to cheat Tang Xi of the jam in her hands.
At this moment, he had forgotten to ask for credit, so naturally, he didn't mention how he ate today.
Yuan Zhou had never thought of asking about that. After all, he was quite confident in his craftsmanship. Therefore, he just stood at the side and watched the show secretly.
Wuhai tried to grab the jam in Ling Hong's arms, but Ling Hong turned his back to Wuhai and avoided Wuhai's hand.
"Yes, Wuhai is as agile as ever, but Ling Hong has the advantage in terms of height and long legs." Yuan Zhou commented on the two people who were fighting over the items.
By the way, Ling Hong was taller than Wuhai by seven or eight centimeters. Moreover, Wuhai wore slippers all year round, while Ling Hong wore leather shoes all year round.
Therefore, Wuhai had always said that Ling Hong's leather shoes had internal height.
After dinner, Yuan Zhou no longer paid attention to the fight for drinks between them. He began to make instant noodles by himself.
After making the instant noodles, Yuan Zhou didn't eat it immediately. Supper had to be eaten late at night by himself. Only then would it be tasty. Moreover, it was too early now.
Speaking of which, the book on cooked wheaten food requested by the system helped Yuan Zhou develop a good habit, which was the habit of reading books.
Every day, Yuan Zhou would spend half an hour to one hour to read books and absorb new knowledge.
"A prince charming with thoughts, connotations and craftsmanship. Now, he only lacks a girlfriend." Yuan Zhou took the book and said seriously.
"Dad, mom, you have to give me a girlfriend as soon as possible." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
One should know that Yuan Zhou had made a wish before the Spring Festival.
After the daily joking, Yuan Zhou began to read.
He read until the pub time ended. Only when Shin Min packed up and prepared to leave did he put down the book in his hand.
"Boss Yuan, I'm going back." Shin Min stood at the door and said goodbye.
"Be careful." Yuan Zhou walked to the door and watched Shin Min leave.
"See you tomorrow." Shin Min said and ran to the bus stop. The last bus was about to arrive.
As usual, the last bus arrived as soon as Shin Min arrived at the bus stop. Seeing Shin Min get on the bus, Yuan Zhou turned around and prepared to return to the restaurant.
"Mr. Wei?" Yuan Zhou's action of turning around stiffened for an instant and then he said calmly.
Yes, Mr. Wei was standing in the shadow on the other side of the restaurant. It was the opposite direction of Shin Min. If Yuan Zhou hadn't turned around, he wouldn't have seen him.
"Good evening, Boss Yuan." Mr. Wei walked out of the shadow and nodded.
Seeing Mr. Wei walk out of the shadow, Yuan Zhou heaved a sigh of relief. However, he wouldn't admit that he was startled just now. He said calmly, "Mr. Wei, you didn't drink today, right?"
Yuan Zhou remembered that Mr. Wei wasn't among the people who drank today.
Mr. Wei's daughter had some leg problems. Sometimes, he would bring his daughter to drink. However, he seemed to be coming alone recently.
"Yes, I'm not here," Mr. Wei said.
"Then why aren't you home yet? Are you passing by?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"I didn't get any liquor today. I walked around after work and came here. I saw that your restaurant was open, so I came to have a look." Mr. Wei's words sounded like an explanation, but it was a little strange. However, Yuan Zhou didn't want to ask further.
For a moment, the two of them stood quietly on the street with red lanterns. Mr. Wei's face was blank as if he didn't know what was going on.
"I'm going to cook instant noodles. I can't finish it by myself. Would you like some?" Yuan Zhou suddenly said.
"Okay, I won't stand on ceremony." Mr. Wei was stunned. He looked at Yuan Zhou and nodded.
"Come in," Yuan Zhou said.
There was a cool breeze on the street outside. Although it wasn't cold, it wasn't comfortable either. However, once they entered the restaurant, they felt warm again.
"Take a seat." Yuan Zhou opened the partition and entered the kitchen.
Mr. Wei sat in the middle of the curved table and watched as Yuan Zhou started cooking.
"Did Boss Yuan make these noodles himself?" Mr. Wei asked.
"I wanted to eat instant noodles, so I made some." Yuan Zhou nodded. He took out two round pancakes and threw them into the pot.
"These noodles look the same as the instant noodles sold outside," Mr. Wei said.
"Yes, I made them according to that." Yuan Zhou nodded.
Mr. Wei nodded. Then, he watched as Yuan Zhou scattered the noodles in the pot with a pair of chopsticks.
Gu Dong, Gu Dong. It was the sound of boiling water. Along with it, there was a unique aroma of instant noodles.
"It smells good," Mr. Wei said.
Yuan Zhou nodded his head. Then, he threw the washed vegetables into the pot deftly to cook.
The water in the pot boiled a little less, but the instant noodles were still rolling. The vegetables immediately turned from fresh green to emerald green as soon as they entered the pot. The white leaves also slowly became transparent.
Mr. Wei said.
"I worked overtime today. I'm a little tired. Weiwei should be asleep by now, so I walked around on a whim," Mr. Wei said.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head. The relationship between Mr. Wei and his daughter was rather subtle.
"I didn't pay attention. I just walked here and didn't feel like going back. So, I stood there for a while," Mr. Wei said.
Mr. Wei was talking about the shadow where he was standing.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded, indicating that he was listening.
"I didn't expect to eat Boss Yuan's supper." Mr. Wei looked at Yuan Zhou.
"Don't tell Wuhai," Yuan Zhou suddenly said.
"That's true. If he knew that I ate Boss Yuan's supper, he would be furious." Mr. Wei smiled for the first time that night. He must have thought of Wuhai's usual behavior.
Bang! It was the sound of the bowl hitting the wooden table.
"The noodles are done." Yuan Zhou carried a very ordinary white Second Grade Noodle Soup to the long curved table.
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