Gourmet Food Supplier

The last person to draw the lottery was a middle-aged man. He had the same goatee as Yu daoyi, and his face was thin. He was wearing a loose cotton long shirt.

However, there were patches of blotches on the dark blue robe. Some of the blotches were brownish red, and some were of other dark colors. He wore a pair of black cloth shoes.

He wasn't a Daoist. He had short hair, and his hand was clean and white. It was different from Yu daoyi's paleness. His hand looked like it had been scrubbed clean.

Yuan Zhou had an impression of this person as he was also a regular customer of the restaurant. He had been here since this year and would come here once a month.

Every time he finished his meal, he would nod at Yuan Zhou. When he walked out of the restaurant, he would bow to the customers who were still eating and waiting in line to express his apology.

That's right. It was an apology rather than a thanks. That was why Yuan Zhou remembered him.

Yuan Zhou could roughly guess the reason why he expressed his apology. Therefore, every time this person nodded to him, he would always greet him politely.

Or rather, the regular customers in the shop had some impression of him, but he didn't like to talk. Every time he ate, he was very quiet, but his expression was one of enjoyment and peace.

The man reached out and quickly took out a small ball. He was lucky to have a red ping pong ball in his hand.

"Alright, the five portions have been drawn. Thank you, everyone." Yuan Zhou said after Zhou Jia collected everything and came back.

"Please go to Zhou Jia's office to register your meal time. Of course, you will arrive on time on the 20th of this month. Thank you." Yuan Zhou continued.

After saying that, Zhou Shijie and Chu Xiao walked towards Yuan Zhou's restaurant. They seemed to want to have a chat. However, the moment they turned their heads, Yu daoyi, who was brought by Zhou Shijie, walked towards that person.

"Mr. Tang, you also come to the vegetarian banquet." Yu daoyi's footsteps were light, and he soon arrived in front of the middle-aged man.

"Priest Yu, you're here too." The man called Mr. Tang raised his head, revealed a smile, and nodded at Yu daoyi.

"Yes, I'm here to fulfill my promise," Yu daoyi nodded.

After this small talk, the two of them had nothing to say and looked at each other in silence.

It was Zhou Shijie and his men who broke the strange silence.

"Old Daoist, is this your friend?" Zhou Shijie asked.

"Yes, Mr. Tang is very good at making zither." Yu daoyi nodded and explained how they got to know each other.

"You're too humble, Daoist priest Yu. You're also very good at playing the zither," Mr. Tang shook his head and said.

Yu daoyi smiled when he saw Mr. Tang because the two of them knew each other and were quite familiar with each other. Every time they had an exchange of guqin skills, they would meet each other. After all, the guqin-making circle in China was really not big, and could even be said to be small.

And because their zither-making skills were on par, they would often have some private communication about the zither.

However, both of them were the type of people who didn't talk much, and if they didn't say anything, Jean would fall into an awkward silence.

"So your paint came from your zither making." Yuan Zhou said.

"It's indeed from the zither making. I'm really sorry to have put boss Yuan in a difficult position. " Mr. Tang immediately said with embarrassment.

"No, we have a high-tech odor isolator installed in the restaurant. It will automatically isolate all the smells of the customers around the restaurant so that it won't affect the dining experience of other customers," Yuan Zhou said primly.

That's right. The reason for Mr. Tang's apology every time he finished his meal was very simple. It was because of the strong smell of paint. He felt that he had affected the other customers "meal and also brought trouble to Yuan Zhou.

Even if no one had ever said this, Mr. Tang had done it every time.

Mr. Tang's face relaxed and revealed a smile,"Old Yuan is really a God. He's an expert in the cooking world."

"You're worthy of being my opponent. You're very thoughtful. " At the side, Chu Xiao looked at Yuan Zhou and said earnestly.

"Haha, little Yuan is indeed good at cooking," As a Yuan Zhou braggart, Zhou Shijie naturally went all out to support Yuan Zhou when he heard someone praising him.

"Little master Yuan, you're young and promising." Yu daoyi also praised him politely.

"Thank you," he said. Yuan Zhou nodded his head indifferently and accepted the praise.

Seeing Yuan Zhou act so naturally, the several people looked at each other and smiled. The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

They didn't talk for a long time. After all, three of the five people didn't like to talk, and one of them was very talkative. Zhou Shijie, who was the only one who could speak normally, was exhausted in order to maintain a harmonious atmosphere.

After they finished their words and prepared to leave, Zhou Shijie heaved a sigh of relief.

As for Yuan Zhou, he returned to his restaurant and started to practice the Guizhou and Yunnan cuisines as usual. After all, he also wanted to put these dishes on the menu as soon as possible.

"I guess the menu will be as thick as a new Chinese dictionary in the future." Looking at the menu of the entire Sichuan cuisine, Yuan Zhou couldn't help thinking to himself.

That's right. Let's not talk about the foreign cuisines. If all the eight major Chinese cuisines were recorded on the menu, the thickness of the Xinhua dictionary would probably not be enough.

When the restaurant was open for business at noon, Yuan Zhou stood in the restaurant and looked at the conspicuous Yin ya among the first batch of customers who entered the restaurant. He walked forward without a trace and then greeted her,""You haven't been on a business trip recently?"

"What?" Yin ya looked at Yuan Zhou with puzzlement, not understanding why he asked that.

"You also came for dinner yesterday." "You rarely come here consecutively this year," said Yuan Zhou.

"..." Yin ya looked at Yuan Zhou and remained silent for quite a while before she said,""We're on holiday. We're having the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day together. It's a total of eight days of holiday."

"You're not going home after leaving it here for so long?" It was Yuan Zhou's turn to be puzzled this time.

Yuan Zhou knew that Yin ya wasn't a native of Chengdu. She should have gone home after such a long holiday.

"You really want me to go home?" Yin ya took a look at Yuan Zhou and then sat down.

"I should go back and take a look after such a long holiday." Yuan Zhou looked at Yin ya's expression and then said seriously.

As girls all liked to be filial, Yuan Zhou answered him quite smoothly.

"Ha." Yin ya was so angry that she almost laughed. She raised her hand to brush her hair. After she felt better, she said,"Do you know the couplet that Wu Hai wrote last time?"

"I know." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"I have the second half now." Yin ya said.

"What is it?" Yuan Zhou asked curiously.

Yin ya looked at the customers in the restaurant and after confirming that no one was paying attention to her, she prepared to open her mouth after thinking for a while.

In fact, every time the two of them talked, the customers in the restaurant would order their dishes with a tacit understanding, and no one would disturb them while they chatted.

"The first half is," eaves Wu, Wu Haiyuan,"right?" After Yin ya said that, Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

Then Yin ya continued,"my second half is: Yuan Zhou is carving wood, wood Yuan. "

When she said the three words "slow-witted Yuan", Yin ya revealed a faint smile on her face. Her voice was both light and slightly carried a feeling of gnashing her teeth.

"Cough, cough, cough." Yuan Zhou choked immediately. He subconsciously put his hand outside the face mask and covered his mouth with it, coughing.

"Ah? Yuan Zhou, did you catch a cold?" Yin ya said with fake concern.

Yuan Zhou's face slightly blushed and he didn't dare to answer. He turned around and went back to the kitchen, appearing to be cooking seriously.

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[ps: I'm here for an advertisement. The third volume of "food supplier" has been released. Those who want to buy it can go directly to the Lynx to search for it and you'll see it.]