The old man said as soon as he entered the room. The old woman on the bed seemed very excited as she listened to the old man with bright eyes.
"It's that famous boss Yuan." The old man said, "No wonder. This fried rice is so delicious. It's no wonder he's boss Yuan."
The old man knew what she was talking about and nodded. "That's right. We really have to remember boss Yuan's favor."
The old couple chatted for a while longer. By then, the old man had already put away the plastic bottles and the steamed buns he just bought.
Although the old man and his wife had been talking to each other for decades, they weren't tired of it yet.
It wasn't easy.
The old man smiled, then moved his mouth and said something. But perhaps because his teeth were broken or something else, no one else could understand what he said, but the old man could.
"Time to eat." The old man nodded with a smile and helped his wife up, letting her lean against a wooden frame that had been nailed down with wood.
Of course, there were clean old clothes on the frame as a buffer.
The old man put the bag on the ground and went outside to get some water to wash his hands. The water supply from the abandoned factory had been cut off, so he used rainwater to wash his hands, wash his clothes, and flush the toilet.
The old man washed his hands first and went inside. The old woman couldn't sit for long, so the old man helped her finish eating before he did anything else.
"My appetite is pretty good today. I ate a few more mouthfuls," the old man said with a warm smile. The old man couldn't understand.
But the old man could. The old woman was saying that the sun was very good today. It warmed her body, so she was in a good mood.
"The food is delicious, right? I waited for the young man who brought us our food. Boss Yuan is very spirited. He's a good young man." The old man rambled on and on, while his wife listened attentively as she ate and smiled.
"It's the young man who runs a good shop that I told you about. His shop's business is very good. There's a long queue every day. It's very lively," the old man said as he fed his wife.
Not long after, there was only half of the fried rice left. This meant that his wife had finished eating. The old man had his wife lie down and started to eat. After finishing his meal, he immediately helped his wife to take care of her physiological needs.
Since the old man's wife couldn't even turn her body, she couldn't move unless the old man came back.
Of course, the old man's body wasn't very healthy, so it was still very tiring.
But just like what the old man said, the lucky thing was that the old woman's teeth weren't all gone.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to afford a mixer.
On the other side, the eccentric and diligent Yuan Zhou had already returned to the shop.
Moreover, the ingredients were the same as during the day. In other words, if there was something new for the barbecue, it meant that there was a new dish in the shop.
Therefore, the reason why Ma Zhida could sit firmly as the number one new dish expert in Yuan Zhou's restaurant was that he had joined the WeChat account of "Night BBQ Daredevil Squad".
Ma Zhida saw the sky and knew that there was a new dish, so he specially came to eat.
However, someone with the surname Murphy once said, "The more you want to achieve something, the more likely the result will be the opposite of what you want."
For example, the sky was clearly going to rain, but when Ma Zhida arrived at Yuanzhou shop, the sky instantly cleared up.
"Very good, it can be done. F * ck you." Ma Zhida was usually a very polite and hygienic person, but he had a bad habit. When he was unhappy, he would secretly spit at people.
Therefore, Ma Zhida, who was angry today, did the same thing. He spat at the sky.
Then …
"F * ck, f * ck," Ma Zhida cursed and hurriedly took out a napkin to wipe his face. Then, he left angrily.
However, when Ma Zhida reached the end of Taoxi Road, he suddenly thought of something and stopped.
He thought of something very important. As a famous new dish expert in Yuanzhou shop, Ma Zhida knew something.
For example, he found a rule. When it rained at night in Yuanzhou shop, the barbecue ingredients were actually the existing ingredients. If there were any new dishes in the chat group, Ma Zhida would go to the shop the next day to have a look.
"No, I ordered a bowl of Fried Rice in Yuanzhou shop at noon and then specially flipped the menu. There was no new dish." Ma Zhida frowned and thought for a second. Then, he decided to come again tomorrow night.
Since Shin Min was in the pub, Yuan Zhou would stay in the shop and study the delicacies. More precisely, he would study the virtual delicacies in the books.
Yuan Zhou had read a lot of novels in the past two days and the only one that could satisfy his requirements was Dream of the Red Chamber.
That's right. Dream of the Red Chamber, one of the Four Great Classical Novels, was broad and profound. Some scholars specialized in the study of Dream of the Red Chamber called it Redology.
The descriptions of the poems, scenery and clothes in Dream of the Red Chamber were unique, but in fact, there was another unique one, which was the description of food.
Yuan Zhou excitedly provided the system with two or three dishes in one go, such as pheasant soup, pickled quail, melon seed and pine nut mooncake, and rouge goose breast.
Without exception, the system's notification was a failure. The reason for the failure was that the chefs had already recreated these dishes.
Then, Yuan Zhou found out that there was a cuisine called Dream of the Red Chamber Cuisine. It specialized in the delicacies in Dream of the Red Chamber. Although there were not many of them in the south, it was not difficult to find.
Including the most detailed and difficult dish in Dream of the Red Chamber, the dried eggplant, there were seven to eight ways to cook it.
Yuan Zhou was stunned for a long time before commenting, "Not bad. Very good. Very powerful."
Not only Dream of the Red Chamber, but Yuan Zhou also realized that anything slightly famous had already been recreated.
After the path of cooking in Wuxia novels was blocked, most of the dishes in classical novels were also blocked.
Be it Jin Ping Mei, Water Margin, or even the most detailed cuisine, Dream of the Red Chamber, they were all blocked.
It could be said that China's pursuit of delicacies was too realistic. Many of the delicacies in foreign novels were also created by the Chinese.
For example, Harry Potter's honey pudding, minced meat pie, rock skin pie, Bath fruit bread, and the popular Butter Beer were not missed. Not only had they been created, but they were also available in some restaurants in China.
"Are you trying to force me to my death?" Yuan Zhou muttered to himself.
No one answered his question. This was a mission that he had accepted. Even if he had to kneel, he had to complete it. Yuan Zhou continued to focus on other genres of novels.
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