Gourmet Food Supplier

"Don't make excuses if you're hungry. " Yuan Zhou took a look at Wu Hai indifferently and said straightforwardly. He knew Wu Hai's scoundrels very well.

"It's because the portion you made was too little. " Wu Hai swallowed a mouthful of the spicy, sour, and fragrant red oil and said earnestly.

"Do you think other people will believe you?" Yuan Zhou said with extreme confidence.

However, just after Yuan Zhou said that, the other customers in the restaurant started to carefully lick their plates in unison.

The more reserved ones scraped the plate continuously with the spoon while the bold ones started to lick the plate directly like Wu Hai.

"Haha. Boss Yuan, see? I told you you've cooked too little." Wu Hai immediately said complacently.

"No, it's just because the food I make is too delicious." Yuan Zhou remained unmoved and said confidently.

As soon as he said that, Wu Hai and the other customers in the restaurant immediately felt that it made a lot of sense. They had a feeling that they couldn't refute him.

Indeed. The way he licked the plate seemed to suggest that the dish was too delicious. Wu Hai stiffened for a moment, but he still ate up all the chili oil at the bottom of the plate seriously before putting down his hand.

As for Yuan Zhou, he had already returned to the kitchen and continued to mix the noodles.

"A compass is indeed a compass. Damn it, the amount of shredded cucumber and bean sprouts in the noodles are the same. What a turtle's hair." It was Wu Hai who said that. He muttered while walking out of the restaurant.

If Yuan Zhou had heard that, he would definitely have chimed in, because what Wu Hai said was indeed right.

The amount of each serving of the shredded chicken cold noodles prepared by Yuan Zhou was the same. He didn't need to add the supplementary ingredients in particular. Since Yuan Zhou had cut the noodles into the same size, the amount would be the same as long as the weight was the same.

Oh, right. Not only were the dishes mentioned by Wu Hai the same, but even the noodles and the chicken shreds were the same.

However, after Yuan Zhou answered with full confidence about the act of licking the plate, all the customers in the restaurant did the same thing.

That was to recommend this method to others. He couldn't be the only one to be stupid, right?

Therefore, after breakfast time today, the customers all did something else at the same time, and that was to lick their plates in all kinds of positions.

When he read the later part, Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing with emotion,""It's all because of Wu Hai, this malignant tumor, who led the customers astray this year. "

While the atmosphere in Yuan Zhou's restaurant was harmonious and lively due to the new breakfast, the cold noodles with shredded chicken, the other side, Ling Xiaoliu and grandfather Ling were facing many difficulties.

Grandfather Ling had left the house after Grandpa Jia's funeral and had only brought along an assistant who was also his chauffeur.

His assistant and driver was called Wang Dong. He was a middle-aged man in his forties and looked reliable. He was holding some documents in his hand as he spoke to grandfather Ling, who was standing by the side of a residential building.

"Master Ling's village was demolished 20 years ago. The people who used to live here have all moved away. Now, only the workers of the steel mill live here." Wang Dong said carefully.

However, he had to be careful. Grandfather Ling's expression was not very good. After all, no one would be happy to have wasted a week.

"So the original people didn't join this steel mill?" Grandfather Ling furrowed his brows, the wrinkles on his forehead becoming even thicker.

"Yes, the staff dormitory is full of workers. This address used to be a village, and there were very few people working in the factory," said the man. Wang Dong answered seriously.

"Since there's one, it means that there's still hope of finding it. Let's check it out again." Grandfather Ling waved his hand.

"Alright, but what about you?" Wang Dong nodded, but he did not leave.

"I'll go in and ask around. " Grandfather Ling pointed at the rest area downstairs.

"Then I'll accompany you in." Wang Dong said.

"There's no need. Go and find out who used to be from this village, who is still living here and who knows Lin Yuan." Grandfather Ling said.

"No, I can't let you be alone." Wang Dong immediately shook his head and refused.

"You're so young, yet you're so worried. " Grandfather Ling said with a frown.

"You also know that Mr. Ling Hong was going to accompany you here. Now that I'm here, I can't let you be alone." Wang Dong shook his head and said seriously.

"And this information search can be handed over to Xiao Liu. He's better at finding information than I am." Wang Dong continued.

"Alright, you talk too much. Make a call and make arrangements before we go over." Grandfather Ling was helpless against Wang Dong's stubbornness and could only reply impatiently.

"Okay, master Ling, please wait a moment. I'll make the call immediately." Wang Dong heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that grandfather Ling had agreed. He took two steps back and began to make a call.

On the other hand, grandfather Ling kept his promise and stood still, looking at the old men and women in front of the building.

The people there seemed to be very comfortable. Some were setting up tables by the stairs to play mahjong, some were sitting by old fitness equipment and chatting, and two white-haired people were playing chess.

"I don't know if he's inside." Grandfather Ling thought to himself.

Wang Dong was quick in his work. He stated his request in a concise manner, then hung up the phone and went to grandfather Ling's side.

"Master Ling, you can go over now." Wang Dong said.

"Yes, you just watch from the side. I'll ask." Grandfather Ling said as he walked.

"Alright," he said. Wang Dong nodded.

As long as he was by his side, Wang Dong did not mind who asked.

He had no other choice. Before he left, Ling Hong had already told his sons and daughters that he would do whatever he could. As for what Grandpa Ling wanted him to do, as long as it didn't harm his health, he would do whatever he wanted.

Grandfather Ling wasn't young anymore. He had even started to use a walking stick recently. They couldn't help but worry.

Even Ling Hong, who was the most carefree of them all, would call grandfather Ling every day to ask about the situation.

This was very rare. After all, Wang Dong knew that it was very difficult to ask Ling Hong to come back for a meal in the past. Although he didn't do anything bad, he was always outside.

Wang Dong followed behind grandfather Ling and listened to his conversations. His mind was filled with random thoughts, but his eyes never left grandfather Ling.

Grandfather Ling asked all the old people in the courtyard one by one, but he still came up with nothing.

"Master Ling, please rest for a while. We'll look for Xiao Liu's information when it's sent over." Wang Dong said.

"Rest? we've only done a little bit of work and we're already resting? class monitor Jia has never rested before." Grandfather Ling said in a serious tone.

This time, Wang Dong did not say anything. After a while, when grandfather Ling finally calmed down, he carefully said,""Actually, you don't have to come here personally. We can find the person."

"There's no need for that. Squad leader Jia has been searching from south to north on a tricycle for so many years. I'm also in a car, so how can I be weaker than him?" Grandfather Ling waved his hand impatiently.

That's right, grandfather Ling was currently looking for people under Grandpa Jia's orders. In fact, there were only two people left on the list.

On the other hand, Grandpa Jia was looking for the families of the soldiers who had already sacrificed themselves. Due to the era, the families and birthplace of the soldiers could not be found. Many soldiers were buried in the martyrs 'Cemetery.

Grandpa Jia was looking for the families of the martyrs in their class. He wanted to tell them the address where their children, husband, and father were resting.

For so many years, Grandpa Jia had traveled all over China and only returned to Chengdu in the last ten years.

All of this information was found by grandfather Ling when he was tidying up Grandpa Jia's belongings. All of this information was recorded in an old leather book, and there were only two names that were not found.

Therefore, after the funeral, grandfather Ling did not stay for even a minute. He followed the last clue left by Grandpa Jia and came to this place, which was hundreds of miles away from Chengdu.

There would always be someone to do the unfinished business.

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