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That bowl of crisp meat soup was specially kept by Yuan Zhou, but in fact, Yuan Zhou didn't know whether that person would come or not.

After all the customers had gone up, the restaurant quieted down. However, Yuan Zhou was still waiting in the restaurant.

The bright lights in the shop shone through the door and illuminated the entrance, making the dark night outside a little warmer.

"Ta ta ta." At this moment, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

Upon hearing the footsteps, Yuan Zhou stood up almost immediately. He didn't forget to turn the bowl of crispy meat soup that had been covered on his head.

Having carried the bowls, Yuan Zhou quickly opened the partition and walked to the door.

As expected, as soon as Yuan Zhou arrived at the door, a person walked out. The person was slightly hunched and appeared in front of Yuan Zhou while holding a bowl wrapped in plastic wrap.

"Ah, little boss Yuan is here." When the man saw Yuan Zhou standing at the door, he said with a slight surprise and shock.

"Yes, he's here." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"Last year, you said that these tangyuans were delicious, so I made a few more this year. I hope you don't mind, do you want to try some more?" The man lifted the bowl slightly.

That's right. This person was the old granny who often helped Yuan Zhou clean up the restaurant. She had been doing this in silence because she was grateful for the customers attracted by Yuan Zhou.

In fact, she didn't want to send tangyuans this year. But when she thought of Yuan Zhou's comment about her delicious cooking last time, she made some more and sent them to him. However, she still felt a little nervous in her heart.

After all, Yuan Zhou's current status was different. He was a big celebrity who appeared in the official media. Therefore, the granny felt a little nervous.

She wasn't afraid that Yuan Zhou wouldn't accept her embarrassment, but she was afraid that Yuan Zhou would be unhappy if the dishes she cooked didn't taste good.

Some people were like this. Even if this kindness was not specially given to her, she would remember it and repay it. The old lady was such a person.

"Thank you very much. I was just thinking that I didn't make tangyuans this year and wanted to eat them, but you sent them here." Yuan Zhou hurriedly put down the bowl in his hand and took it from the granny with both hands.

"Boss Yuan, you didn't cook tangyuan this year?" The old grandma said in surprise.

"Yes, I didn't make it this year. I made crisp meat and vermicelli soup." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"Crispy meat is good too. I used to like to eat this during the new year." The old lady said hurriedly.

"Yes, so I made some, but it's a little too much. There's still one bowl left. If you don't mind, do you want to take it back and try it?" Yuan Zhou said conveniently.

"Ah? This ... This is not good. " The old grandma waved her hand and said.

"It's really leftovers. You see, we've already eaten, but we haven't cleared the bowls. " Yuan Zhou turned his body sideways to let the granny look at the bowl on the long table.

"I can't accept that. I know the dishes in your restaurant are all good stuff. I can't accept them." The old lady was a little hesitant, but she still refused.

"Then you know that there's a rule in my restaurant that I can't waste food, and I have to abide by it. But I want to eat tangyuan now, so I can't eat this bowl of crisp meat. If I force myself to eat it, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the hospital tomorrow." Yuan Zhou said with a gentle expression.

"That's true. We can't eat too much at night, or we'll accumulate food. We can't waste food." The old lady nodded in agreement.

"So you can take it away. Thank you for the tangyuan." While they were talking, Yuan Zhou had already stuffed the bowl of well-cooked crispy meat vermicelli soup into the hands of the granny while he was holding the tangyuans.

"Thank you. I know you have a good heart, boss Yuan." Seeing Yuan Zhou's resolute manner, the granny didn't refuse him anymore. She just nodded and accepted it.

"Goodbye." Yuan Zhou didn't say much, but just revealed a rare faint smile and said.

"Okay. If you like it, I'll bring you more next time." The old lady didn't forget to remind him before she turned around.

"I will," Yuan Zhou said.

Seeing Yuan Zhou nod his head, the granny also left with the bowl of crispy meat vermicelli soup.

Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, only turned around and went back to his restaurant after he saw them off at the end of the street. Then, he closed the door.

Yuan Zhou returned to the kitchen and directly uncovered the preservation film on the big bowl. A burst of hot air blew against his face, followed by the fragrance of the flour of the tangyuan.

There were a total of six tangyuans in the bowl. After they were cooked, the tangyuans looked very big. Because they were handmade, they didn't look very round. However, each of them was white and fat, which was very likable.

"It should be delicious." Yuan Zhou said lightly and then picked up the chopsticks and started to eat solemnly.

With one chopstick down, the thin skin of the tangyuan broke open, and glistening oil droplets and the fragrance of scallions flowed out. It was obviously a pork tangyuan stuffed with scallions.

"It's really delicious. It's also delicious the second time I eat it." While smelling the tangyuans, Yuan Zhou's heart that was slightly empty was filled with the fragrance.

That's right. In the past, on the evening of every Chinese New Year's Eve, the house would be filled with the smell of stir-fried pork with scallion and tangyuan filling. Such a smell made Yuan Zhou feel a little absent-minded.

The glutinous rice flour was finely ground, and it tasted sticky with the fragrance of pork and scallions, as well as the slight numbness of Sichuan's Sichuan pepper.

Very soon, a salty tangyuan entered Yuan Zhou's stomach. Then, Yuan Zhou picked up another one. This time, the White and chubby tangyuan revealed a sweet taste after it was split open.

"Sweet tangyuan with white sugar." Yuan Zhou revealed a smile and then started to eat.

There were a total of six tangyuans in the bowl, three sweet and three salty. The sweet tangyuans were slightly smaller than the salty ones. Yuan Zhou ate all of them up without leaving a single one.

She even finished the remaining sweet and salty soup in the bowl.

"It's delicious. " Yuan Zhou set down the bowl and heaved a sigh of satisfaction.

After resting for a while, Yuan Zhou directly stood up and started to wash the dishes. He didn't leave the kitchen until he washed the dishes and dried them.

However, Yuan Zhou didn't go to the pub directly. Instead, he carried an oilpaper bag and a big bowl and went to the back door.

He opened the back door with one hand, and two pairs of dark eyes immediately looked over.

"Happy New Year." Yuan Zhou lowered his head and said softly to broth and the rice.

"Woof woof." Rice barked twice and even wagged its tail happily.

As for broth, it had always been aloof. It just stared at the cloth bag and the big bowl in Yuan Zhou's hands, as if it was waiting for Yuan Zhou to eat.

"I've already said Happy New Year. How about you, broth?" Yuan Zhou squatted down and looked at broth.

Broth directly rolled its eyes at Yuan Zhou. Its eyes were clearly showing its contempt for Yuan Zhou's naivety.

"Sigh, I'm so sad. We've been together for so long, but you're not even willing to say 'Happy New Year' on such a festive occasion." Yuan Zhou muttered in a low voice.

The rice at the side looked at Yuan Zhou and then at broth curiously. Then, it nudged broth and barked fiercely.

On the other hand, the dog face of broth revealed a human-like helplessness and it barked at Yuan Zhou twice in a low voice.

"That's right. Here's your New Year's Eve dinner, chicken jerky, beef jerky, and cooked cabbage. There's also broth." As soon as Yuan Zhou heard that broth had compromised, he immediately divided the food in his hand into two portions and placed them in front of the two dogs.

"Eat slowly." Yuan Zhou stood up and left when he saw the two fish eating slowly.

After getting up, Yuan Zhou's expression had already lost the look of a little rascal. Instead, he had recovered his serious and earnest look.

After all, Yuan Zhou had always done a good job in maintaining his public image.

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