Gourmet Food Supplier

Yuan Zhou didn't have the chance to say that until the four people got on the plane and sat down.

Naturally, Zheng Jiawei bought the first class cabin. Yuan Zhou and Carpenter Lian sat in the first row while Zheng Jiawei and Wu Hai sat in the back row.

Zheng Jiawei was right behind Yuan Zhou's seat.

"Zheng Jiawei, do you have any brothers? You don't have to be particularly outstanding, just around your level will do. " Yuan Zhou turned his head and looked at Zheng Jiawei while saying that earnestly.

"I don't have one. I'm the only son in the family." Zheng Jiawei answered seriously.

"Oh." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then prepared to turn back.

"Wait," Wu Hai turned to Yuan Zhou and said.

Yuan Zhou didn't say anything. He just looked at Wu Hai and waited for him to speak.

"Although Zheng Jiawei doesn't have any brothers, I have a younger sister." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and said with a solemn look.

"Forget about your sister." Yuan Zhou thought of the incident where Wu Lin lifted Wu Hai with one hand and said immediately.

"I'm just saying that my sister might know a talent like Zheng Jiawei. " Wu Hai said.

"Oh, thank you, but it's fine. I was just asking." After Yuan Zhou said that, he immediately turned his head.

He had no choice. What Wu Hai said was too strange. What he wanted was an all-around auxiliary like Zheng Jiawei, not an output soldier like Wu Lin.

Moreover, as the old saying goes,"one is marked by the company one keeps." Wu Lin, this output-type warrior, should also know the same type of people.

"You really don't need to?" Wu Hai stood up and asked Yuan Zhou while lying on the back of his chair.

"No need," Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.

"Alright," he said. Wu Hai nodded his head disappointedly and then turned around to sit down.

"Alright, little hai, you sleep for a while. We'll be there when you wake up." Zheng Jiawei directly fastened the seat belt for Wu Hai and comforted him.

"Alright," he said. Wu Hai nodded his head and as expected, he directly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"You little brat, you didn't get what you wanted, did you?" Carpenter Lian said resentfully.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"That Wu Hai is a painter. Silly people have silly luck. You usually specialize in cooking, so you don't need those." Carpenter Lian thought for a while and consoled him.

"Yes, thank you, master." Yuan Zhou said.

"Alright, I'm old now. I won't say much. I'm going to sleep." When Carpenter Lian saw that Yuan Zhou wasn't disappointed, he also closed his eyes contentedly and went to rest.

Although Zheng Jiawei had arranged the schedule well, Carpenter Lian was still a little tired after walking for several days. He fell asleep soon after he closed his eyes.

Yuan Zhou took the blanket and gently laid it on Carpenter Lian's chest. Only then did he sit down and do his own work.

Yuan Zhou took out a book about ceramic art and started reading. At the same time, there was a comprehensive Chinese medicine identification book by his hand.

Since he had studied nutrition, he had to have some knowledge about Chinese medicine. After all, Chinese food always emphasized that medicine and food came from the same source. Some ingredients were medicinal ingredients, and some medicinal ingredients were also ingredients.

Under such circumstances, it was necessary to have some knowledge of Chinese medicine.

The six hours on the plane had passed while Yuan Zhou was reading books. Zheng Jiawei had planned to board the plane at 10:00 am and then arrive at Chengdu Airport at 4:00 pm.

This way, they could go back to their own homes for dinner after they returned. It could be said to be a very good arrangement.

As usual, a car came to pick them up after they left the airport. It was a seven-seater van, and there was still a lot of space after loading the four of them and their luggage.

He first sent Carpenter Lian back to his own home and then sent Yuan Zhou and Wu Hai back to Taoxi road. Zheng Jiawei was the last one to take a bus back.

"Compass, compass, let's have dinner together tonight." Once Wu Hai got off the car, he looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly and asked.

"I'll eat the noodles. " Yuan Zhou said indifferently.

"It's fine. I like to eat noodles. " Wu Hai said immediately.

"Clear broth noodle soup, you eat it too?" Yuan Zhou said.

"Eat, eat whatever you make." Wu Hai smacked the remaining taste of meat in his mouth and then nodded his head.

"Alright, come over at night." With a helpless expression, Yuan Zhou nodded his head and said.

"Then I'll drop off my luggage and come back." Wu Hai said with great interest.

"No need, let's wash up first." Yuan Zhou stopped him immediately.

"Alright, I'll be there at seven." Wu Hai nodded his head and then directly turned around and went back with his backpack.

This was the reason why Zheng Jiawei had just gone back without worry and didn't order dinner for Wu Hai. He believed in Wu Hai's shamelessness.

That's right. Just now, Wu Hai had followed Yuan Zhou to the back alley of Taoxi road for his own food.

"Woof woof." Broth and the rice came together and occupied Yuan Zhou's two feet, one on the left and the other on the right.

However, neither the broth nor the rice rubbed against Yuan Zhou. The rice was just circling around his legs while broth just sat there arrogantly and coldly. It raised its head and looked at Yuan Zhou. When it saw the two adorable little ones, it said with a gentle voice, "How's it going? did you have enough dried meat for the past few days?"

"Woof woof woof!" Broth barked a few times, as if it was answering.

Meanwhile, rice, who was at the side, nimbly came over with his own bowl in his mouth.

The blue and white porcelain bowl was very clean as if it had been washed. Of course, before Yuan Zhou left, it was filled with dried meat and some dog food that Yuan Zhou had made himself.

"It's very clean. " Yuan Zhou thought of Wu Hai when he saw the bowl.

"Woof woof." Rice was very happy, as if he had been praised. He held the bowl in his mouth and went back.

On the other hand, broth, who was originally cold and aloof, suddenly stood up and brought over his bowl and a waterproof bag.

After a sound of "pa," he put it down beside Yuan Zhou's feet and then raised his head to look at Yuan Zhou.

"Yes. Broth, you also ate very cleanly." Yuan Zhou couldn't help laughing when he saw broth's behavior.

"Woof!" After hearing Yuan Zhou's words, broth went back with the food in its mouth.

"Since you've run out of food, let's have some noodles tonight." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then said.

"Woof!" This time, it was Rice's delicate cry. It was very happy and its heart beat twice. Then, it obediently squatted at the back door of the pub.

"I'll go in first then. I'll bring you dinner later." Yuan Zhou explained to her seriously and then opened the back door and walked into the restaurant that he had not seen for several days.

As soon as Yuan Zhou entered the kitchen, the kitchen became bright instantly without the need to press the switch. It was as if the kitchen was welcoming its owner.

The kitchen was as clean as new and spotless as when Yuan Zhou had left just now. The Azure stone countertop was even clean and reflected the light.

"I didn't feel it when I left, but I do feel a little familiar when I came back." Yuan Zhou looked around the kitchen and then carried the luggage upstairs with one hand.

When he went downstairs, Yuan Zhou put down his luggage and directly took out his clothes to wash up without even tidying it up.

After all, he hadn't washed his face for eight hours. Even Yuan Zhou who had obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't stand it anymore.

Sometimes, cleanliness could also be cultivated. For example, one only needed to wash once in the morning, once after exercise, and once before and after three meals a day, five or six times a day, just like Yuan Zhou, and this cleanliness habit would be cultivated.

Even if he only washed it once every time, the smell of oil and smoke could also develop into mysophobia.

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