Chapter 452: Wu Hai’s Bright Idea (First)
Translator: Xiong_Guoqi Editor: DesTheSloth
"I feel that each of your rewards are beyond all expectations." When Yuan Zhou said that, he obviously gnashed his teeth.
However, the system didn’t respond to him at all.
"Receive the reward." Yuan Zhou sighed. He still received the reward at last.
Yuan Zhou was quite clear-headed. Sothing was better than nothing.
It was still raining lightly outside the restaurant.
"Hoo... The seasoning really looks nice. Let cook for myself this evening for a midnight snack." After Yuan Zhou received the preparation thod for the Spicy Hotpot, he stroked his own chin and said with great interest.
"Ta Ta Ta", Yuan Zhou stepped out of the restaurant.
After a sound of "Hoo...", a blast of wind blew towards him.
"It’s so cold." Yuan Zhou was wearing so normal clothing inside the Han Clothing. He didn’t wear the thermal underwear, because it was inconvenient for him to move about.
Besides, it was very warm in the restaurant, just like the weather in Spring.
Even so of the flowers on the shelf had flower buds.
"Little Yuan, don’t co out today to sculpt anymore. It’s so cold outside." Seeing Yuan Zhou intending to go out, Boss Tong imdiately peeked out and said to him.
"Um, don’t worry. Please take care of yourself." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then also said with a caring tone.
"I’m not like you young people, so I will close my store very soon." Boss Tong said with a smile.
"Okay. Take an early rest." Yuan Zhou showed a faint smile.
"I know." Boss Tong nodded her head and then turned around back into her store.
Then the side street beca cold and cheerless.
Originally, the stores along this street had been either closed or were for rent. However, the presence of Yuan Zhou’s restaurant directly made this street into a bustling and lively place. Although there was no one in the street now, every restaurant was open and waiting for the custors to drop by.
There were many custors at al ti around here and therefore, those who weren’t running restaurants changed their al ti.
They did that just because they wanted to have more business.
After all, the queuing machine had been put into use and thus, the custors in the latter part could naturally go sowhere else to wander.
"Little Boss Yuan, what are you standing here for?" Holding a big black umbrella, Boss Wang passed by Yuan Zhou’s restaurant with his aching legs and asked conveniently.
"I’m checking the weather," said Yuan Zhou primly.
"The weather is bad, but it won’t affect your business. Don’t worry about that." Boss Wang burst into laughter and said earnestly.
"Where are you going?" Yuan Zhou didn’t answer him, but inquired back.
"I’m going to buy so Mantou. I’m going to cook the Fried Pork Slices with Salted Pepper today to eat together with the Mantou."
Although Boss Wang spoke the most authentic Chengdu dialect, he liked eating Mantou. Yuan Zhou knew that and thus nodded his head.
"Okay. Take care." Yuan Zhou said courteously.
"Sure." Boss Wang nodded and then walked forward.
"Pa Da Pa Da". Boss Wang took a few steps forward and then stopped. After that, he turned around and asked with an affirmative and cordial smile on his fatty face, "Boss Yuan, are those water pipes in your restaurant fine? If there are any problems, do co to ."
"Uncle Wang, your craftsmanship is well known to . It’s still working well now." Yuan Zhou said with certainty imdiately.
"Perfect." Having been praised by Boss Yuan, Boss Wang held up the umbrella and walked away happily.
Once he walked farther for so distance, the street fell silent again and only the sound of raindrops could be heard. Suddenly, Yuan Zhou’s amusing temperant was activated. He said to himself, "Isn’t it necessary for to recite poems on this rainy day?"
"Light rain moistened the heavenly street... Wait, Wu Hai is on the second floor of that building. Forget it." Just when Yuan Zhou recited one sentence while wagging his head, he imdiately rembered that Wu Hai was living across the street and thus stopped reciting.
Thinking of his image of a prince charming, Yuan Zhou, who occasionally amused himself for fun, managed to refrain himself from reciting the poems. He straightforwardly returned to his own restaurant and started to prepare the seasoning of the Spicy Hotpot, preparing to provide this new dish in the evening.
The evening soon arrived. Just as usual, Zhou Jia entered the restaurant first.
"Hiss... So cold." Zhou Jia exhaled to her hands and muttered in a soft voice.
"There are hot towels beside the door. You can use one and leave the remaining ones to the custors." Yuan Zhou said without raising his head.
"Okay. Thank you, Boss." On hearing that, Zhou Jia suddenly smiled and said loudly.
"Go ahead." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
Zhou Jia took two steps forward and then found a big rattan basket that was filled with steaming white towels at the place where the cooked dishes were placed during normal tis. Under the basket, there was a hot pad giving off white heat. It appeared to be very warm.
"My boss is so nice." Zhou Jia picked up a towel of moderate temperature and wiped her hands carefully, feeling quite happy.
The towels were originally bought by Yuan Zhou and were prepared for the custors to wipe the water off on rainy days. Of course, the boxer who ca to eat the Egg Fried Rice after the matches also used the clean and soft towel to clean himself.
While wiping her hands, Zhou Jia habitually looked toward the nu. Ever since the embarrassnt where she didn’t realize a new dish was served last ti, this habit had been following both Zhou Jia and Shen Min.
"Boss, have you started serving the hotpot?" Zhou Jia asked in surprise.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Terrific. But what does the line of characters up there an?" Zhou Jia was very happy at first and then beca puzzled when she saw that line of small characters.
"It is what it literally ans." Yuan Zhou said lightly.
"Okay, alright." Zhou Jia didn’t fully understand that, but she didn’t ask anymore.
Yuan Zhou didn’t want to explain to her, either. After all, even he himself was quite displeased at the capricious system.
After Zhou Jia saw the prices clearly, she went up to greet the custors when she found that business ti had comnced. Then, she ca back into the restaurant and prepared to give out the towels to every custor.
"This is the hot towel provided by Boss Yuan. You can either wipe your hands or your face." Taking the heavy basket, she said to every custor that entered Yuan Zhou’s restaurant with a smile.
"Aha, he’s really a kind-hearted little compass who just appears cool." Wu Hai picked up the towel and teased him while wiping his hands.
"What’s that?" Yuan Zhou asked with puzzlent.
"Of course, it’s your nickna." Wu Hai said deservedly.
"You nad it?" Yuan Zhou asked quite solemnly.
"Of course not." Wu Hai said without any psychological burden.
The instinct of a wild beast told him there wouldn’t be good consequences if he admitted that. So Wu Hai refused to admit that without any hesitation.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou then put the Miracle Kitchen Knife down without a trace secretly.
"A new dish of hotpot is available today." Zhou Jia said to Wu Hai suddenly after she had given out the towels to the custors.
The price wasn’t the highest, but probably only Wu Hai and a few other custors could afford it and would like to taste it.
"Holy sh*t. Is it spicy? Get one for , please. I have long been expecting to eat the hotpot prepared by Boss Yuan." Wu Hai imdiately said to Zhou Jia.
He even had no interest in teasing Yuan Zhou anymore. It was too common for Wu Hai who loved spiciness so much.
"Mr. Wu, you can check the nu first." Zhou Jia said kindheartedly.
"Never mind. I have been quite used to the prices of Boss Yuan dishes." Wu Hai said indifferently.
"I an you’ll know sothing upon looking at the nu." Zhou Jia still insisted.
"Is there anything odd?" Wu Hai turned his head with puzzlent.
Instantly, he was stupefied...
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