It had been three days since Yuan Zhou started to practice his carving skills. By then, he had already become very proficient in the carving skills and could basically achieve both shape and spirit.
Such a large amount of practice was boring at first. Later, however, Yuan Zhou got a lot of pleasure from it and it became a hobby. Basically, he would carry a chair to sit at the door and sculpt whenever he had free time.
Just like that, it had become a routine for him to buy the ingredients every morning.
"Radishes again?" The vegetable seller asked Yuan Zhou who was selecting the radishes smilingly.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and continued selecting.
"It's really rare for a young man to like eating radishes so much. Have you eaten up so many radishes?" The vegetable seller felt quite strange. After all, it was already the fourth time that Yuan Zhou had come to buy radishes. Red, white and carrots, he didn't care about the variety at all. As long as it looked good, he would buy it.
"I'm using it for something else, not eating." Yuan Zhou brought out his purpose straightforwardly.
"Ok. How much do you want to buy today? The radishes are all very fresh today."
"That's all." Yuan Zhou picked up the radishes and divided them into several bags. There were about 5 jin of various vegetables and then he handed them to the female boss.
"It's 48.3 RMB in total. 48 RMB." The vegetable seller took the whole number without hesitation.
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou received the vegetables with one hand and handed the exact amount of money to her with the other hand.
"You are welcome. The money is just right. Come again next time." The vegetable seller said enthusiastically.
"Um." Yuan Zhou took the vegetables and put them on the hand-pulled cart beside him.
This kind of hand-pulled cart was just like the kind pulled by the aunties and uncles who often went to buy vegetables to save effort. Yuan Zhou pulled such a small cart and walked out of the vegetable market with a straight face.
In order to prevent the vegetables from bruising due to the vibration caused by pulling the cart, Yuan Zhou also installed an artificial shock absorber around the small cart.
He placed an inflatable plastic bag in the middle of the cart so that the vegetables wouldn't be bruised.
Yuan Zhou had been pulling such a small cart for two days and felt it was very useful.
A chef's hands needed to be taken good care of. Naturally, Yuan Zhou couldn't carry such a heavy object every day and damage the sensitivity of his hands.
Pulling the cart, Yuan Zhou walked back to his shop unhurriedly. He didn't care about the strange looks from the passersby.
It was still early when he arrived at the entrance of the restaurant. It was only half past seven. A gust of wind blew over. Yuan Zhou frowned. He opened the door and put the things in the kitchen. Then, he took out his phone and was about to make a call.
"Xiao Yun, it's my day off today. You don't have to come over." After the call was connected, Yuan Zhou immediately got to the point.
"Ok, boss," Mu Xiaoyun answered obediently. Even though she was already halfway there, she still turned around and went back home.
Five minutes later, the humidity in the air increased. The sky, which had already started to brighten, suddenly darkened again. It didn't look like seven or eight o 'clock in the morning, but seven or eight o' clock at night.
Not long after, there was a rumble of thunder and heavy rain started pouring down.
"It really is a storm. I wonder how long it will last." Yuan Zhou stood at the door and looked at the heavy rain outside. Fortunately, the threshold was high, and the hall was not splashed by the rain.
The originally scarce pedestrians were all gone now. However, Yuan Zhou didn't intend to close the door. Instead, he went back to the kitchen and kneaded the dough.
It seemed that he was going to make some Clear Broth Noodle Soup. The noodles were prepared.
"It's so rare that Boss Yuan still keeps the door open." Wearing slippers, Wuhai walked into the restaurant and said in surprise.
"Um. What do you want to eat?" Yuan Zhou nodded and asked.
"Clear Broth Noodle Soup. Eat something hot. I want the set meal." Dressed in shorts and a vest, Wuhai looked like an old man in the market.
"One moment, please." Yuan Zhou directly used the noodles he had just made and started to eat.
"It's so rare that it's so quiet. I haven't experienced this for a long time. I can eat without waiting in line." Wuhai became complacent happily.
However, Yuan Zhou always ignored Wuhai's sighing words.
"Hasn't the girl come yet?" Suddenly, Wuhai found one person was missing and couldn't help asking.
"Yes. She's off today." Wearing the face mask, Yuan Zhou's muffled voice passed from inside.
"Has the girl started school?" Wuhai had never known what day it was.
"It's still early."
"Then why hasn't she come?" Wuhai was quite curious.
"I see. Tsk-tsk. Boss Yuan is so compassionate." Looking at Yuan Zhou's speechless manner and listening to the heavy rain outside, Wuhai suddenly had an inspiration and said.
"Let's eat the noodles." Yuan Zhou set down the dishes.
"Ok." Wuhai first picked up the bowl of noodle soup and drank up half a bowl of it in one breath.
"Such a warm bowl of noodle soup is perfect in this weather. It's so comfortable." Wuhai set down the bowl and sighed with emotion.
"Try the garlic." Yuan Zhou pointed at the two cloves of garlic in the plate.
"Boss Yuan, when can you peel the garlic and carry it to me?" Looking at the garlic shell, Wuhai became speechless.
Yuan Zhou didn't say anything, nor did he pay attention to Wuhai. Looking at the rain curtain outside, he slightly knitted his brows.
"Pa Pa Pa", there came the sound of footsteps. Without an umbrella, a man ran past the door of Yuan Zhou's shop in the rain.
In just a little while, he came back and directly walked into the shop.
"Boss Yuan, you actually left the door open?" The man who came in was the one who had once liked Yuan Zhou's shop and made a bet on whether to open the door or not in the morning.
The man was called Wu Min and he worked nearby. As he was resting at home today, he had originally intended to go out for a walk and eat some breakfast. Unexpectedly, the weather was not good and he was soaked by the sudden heavy rain.
Having missed his breakfast, he could only run back quickly. Fortunately, it wasn't cold. When he passed by Yuanzhou shop, he found Boss Yuan, who had always been capricious, had left the door open. He had to come in and have a look.
"Um. What do you want to eat?" While Yuan Zhou asked, he took out a white unopened towel from a cupboard and handed it to Wu Min.
While eating the noodles at the side, Wuhai even spared some time to reveal a mischievous smile to Yuan Zhou, as if to say that he wasn't the only one who was surprised.
"Clear Broth Noodle Soup. Thank you. I didn't expect Boss Yuan to have a new towel." Wu Min received the towel in surprise and began to wipe his arms and other places.
"Um. Dry your hair first." Yuan Zhou stood inside and said earnestly.
"Boss Yuan is extraordinarily considerate today. Is he afraid that I will catch a cold?" Wu Min listened to Yuan Zhou's advice and began to dry his hair. He often came here for meals and sometimes joked with Yuan Zhou.
"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Yuan Zhou asked primly.
"Tell me both." Wu Min said smilingly.
"The truth is that I'm afraid that you will catch a cold." Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly. Seeing Wu Min gradually reveal a moved expression, Yuan Zhou continued, "The lie is that I'm afraid that the water on your head will drip into the noodles and affect the taste."
Wu Min was completely speechless. He sat down and answered, "I think Boss Yuan, your lie is more like the truth."
"It depends on what you think." Yuan Zhou shrugged, indicating that it was exactly like that.
"How much is the towel?" Wu Min felt it was better not to talk about that with Yuan Zhou. Therefore, he directly asked about the price of the towel.
In Yuan Zhou's shop, the customers always paid first before eating. Since he used the white towel on his hands, he naturally had to pay for it. Therefore, Wu Min asked naturally. Of course, he still hoped that it wasn't too expensive.
After all, the towel wasn't food. No matter how good it was, it was just a towel. If it was expensive, he would be reluctant to pay for it.
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