Yuan Zhou closed the door of the restaurant, which attracted the attention of many customers. Although it was normal to close the door when it wasn't business hours.
Generally speaking, Yuan Zhou was either carving outside or reading books and studying cooking in the afternoon. The door was always open.
He only closed the door once or twice. Therefore, the customers were studying whether Boss Yuan was going to make a new dish again.
Someone even started a bet on whether Boss Yuan's new dish would be meat or vegetable. This group of people in Yuanzhou shop was really chatty.
But the fact was … Yuan Zhou was secretly adding a dish for himself. After all, he had prepared a lot of ingredients, so he made two dishes.
After finishing the meal, Yuan Zhou slumped on the chair and burped. Fortunately, the All-Fish Banquet didn't require too many ingredients and most of the fish were killed on the spot. Otherwise, Yuan Zhou wouldn't be able to finish it.
Actually, it was fortunate that Wuhai was talking with Zhou Xi. Otherwise, Wuhai, who had a beast-like intuition for delicacies, might have knocked on the door.
The situation was like this …
"Peng Peng"
Zhou Xi knocked on Wuhai's door with a pile of things in his arms. As for why he knew which room Wuhai lived in, who didn't know Wuhai's room number in this area?
"The door isn't closed. Come in by yourself." Wuhai's voice passed from inside the room.
Zhou Xi opened the door and entered cautiously with the things in his arms.
Wuhai's room was exactly as Zhou Xi had imagined. It was very messy.
On the floor of the room, there was a lot of used paper and canvas. Not only that, but even the four walls were painted with all sorts of things.
Besides drawing paper, there were many brushes in Wuhai's room. There was a brush on the washstand in the washroom, on the TV cabinet in the living room, and even on the bedside lamp.
Zhou Xi had heard that there were great artists who would record their inspirations in the form of paintings.
Obviously, Wuhai was like this. In fact, what he didn't know was that Zheng Jiawei would put up new white wallpaper every month, and this was only done before Zheng Jiawei left.
"Since I don't know what kind of toothpaste you use, I bought one of each kind. There are more than 30 tubes in total."
That's right. Zhou Xi was holding a pile of toothpaste in his arms.
"More than thirty? It's enough for me to use for two years. "Wuhai was very happy." I won't have to sell toothpaste for two years. "
Two years without buying toothpaste? Zhou Xi was startled. He didn't think so.
"There's money in the basket over there. How much is the toothpaste? Go and get it yourself."
The basket that Wu Hai mentioned was placed at the corridor outside the door. It was placed there by Zheng Jiawei. If Wu Hai couldn't find his wallet, he could use it in an emergency.
"Okay, I'll get it later. Where do I put the toothpaste?" Zhou Xi asked.
"The washroom." Wuhai pointed at the direction of the room casually. He was observing a drop of water.
He was thinking that there were many bacteria in the water drop. It was also a complete biosphere, just like the biosphere on Earth.
But Wuhai could casually wave his hand and erase the water drop easily. He could also find many drops at will.
Then, was the Earth the same in a certain dimension?
Wuhai was thinking about this for the whole afternoon.
Wuhai's house was quite big. After all, it used to be two sets of two bedrooms and one living room. Then, Wuhai bought them and renovated them into the current one bedroom and one living room. Zhou Xi even searched for a while before putting his things.
After all, the washroom and bathroom were separated, which was quite rare.
"I have a question to ask you," Zhou Xi said.
Wuhai didn't move his head. He put it straight on the table like a dead pig's head and said, "Go ahead."
"The two paintings on the ceiling of the Yuanzhou shop are …"
Before Zhou Xi finished his words, he was interrupted by Wuhai complacently.
"Hahaha, that's right. It took me a lot of effort to hang them on the ceiling. I'm awesome, right?"
Speaking of this, Wuhai suddenly became spirited. He continued, "Do you think I'm awesome? That's right. It's one of the two things I'm most proud of in my life."
"…" Zhou Xi's forehead was full of black question marks.
Zhou Xi's state of mind was like a Spartan. What was there to be proud of? He felt that he couldn't keep up with Wuhai's thinking.
"Can I ask you another thing you're most proud of?" Zhou Xi asked in a low voice.
"Painting. The other thing I'm most proud of is painting," Wuhai blurted out.
It was actually on par with painting. Zhou Xi felt that his head was about to explode. It seemed that those customers weren't exaggerating at all.
This is Life and People Passing by a Small Restaurant were really forced on the boss by Wuhai.
This world was too crazy. In the words of a philosopher from Dong Province, even a mouse dared to be a bridesmaid for a cat.
"Well, don't you think it's a little dusty to hang these paintings on the ceiling of a small restaurant?" Zhou Xi made his last effort to ask.
"Dusty? Then where is it not dusty? "Wuhai asked back," In a rich man's collection? Or in a museum? "
Zhou Xi choked. It was a hypothetical question where the paintings should not be dusty. There was no answer to it at all.
"Besides, you're still young. You have no idea how good that shop is," said Wuhai.
Zhou Xi indeed didn't know. He couldn't understand. It was true that the food in such a small place was delicious, but was it really so magical?
Just as they were talking, someone knocked on the door. Wuhai was used to instructing Zhou Xi to open the door.
The door was opened. It was an auntie. After greeting Wuhai, she started to tidy up the messy floor as usual.
This auntie was a part-time cleaner hired by Zheng Jiawei to tidy up things for Wuhai.
"Eaves Wu, how often does this auntie come here?" Judging from the messy floor, Zhou Xi estimated that she would come here every three to four days.
"What do you mean how often does she come here?" Wuhai said, "She definitely has to clean every day."
"Haw?" Zhou Xi opened his mouth wide and revealed a surprised look.
"Young man, if she cleans every other day, the whole house will be flooded." It was rare for the auntie to raise her head and interrupt.
In other words, all the paintings on the floor were drawn today? There were at least 80 or 90 paintings on the floor, not 100.
"May I ask how many paintings do you draw every day?" Zhou Xi asked unconsciously.
"Who has time to remember this? I just draw when I'm free and whenever I feel like it." Actually, there was one thing that Wuhai didn't say. For him, apart from eating, everything else was free time. That's right, including sleeping, in his opinion, was also free time.
"No wonder you can become a famous great painter in China. It turns out that you're so hardworking." Zhou Xi clicked his tongue, "You practice nearly 100 paintings in a day."
"What's so hardworking about that? Look at Compass. Besides cooking, he either practices his culinary skills or practices skills that are helpful to his culinary skills every day." Wuhai said, "I can draw trees, flowers, birds, fishes, and insects. I can draw all kinds of things in the world. But Compass repeats his basic knife skills every day."
"That's hardworking. Believe it or not, he has been practicing for quite a while now." Wuhai was a little tired from talking. Therefore, he started to drive Zhou Xi away.
"When you leave, close the door." After saying that, Wuhai continued to put his head on the table and stared at the water droplets like a dead person.
Zhou Xi left obediently. Could he really be so hardworking for one thing to such an extent?
Zhou Xi closed the door gently. Wuhai turned his head and took a look at the door, muttering to himself, "Zhou Shijie, that smart old man, taught a silly son. He even forgot to take the money."
"However, he has good taste. Wahahaha." Wuhai stroked his mustaches and looked a little complacent.
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