Gourmet Food Supplier

Even if Fang Heng didn't get a slot in the small Tavern, other acquaintances and drinkers would also ask Fang Heng to buy wine and dishes. At first, Fang Heng said that he didn't want money, but it would be bad if he didn't pay after a few times.

Even Mao Ye had helped to get it from Fang Heng's wine shop many times.

"Seriously, the alcohol is a little off, and the sobering set meal is also a little off. It's so infuriating!" One of the customers with thick hair said.

"Then don't order it later." One of his companions replied.

"If you don't want to order, then don 't. I don't believe it." The thick-haired drinker was decisive.

That was what he said, but only God knew how he would do it.

On the other side, Yuan Zhou prepared the sober-up set meal and handed it to Mao Ye. After making sure that nothing happened in the pub tonight, he returned to the second floor unhurriedly.

However, Yuan Zhou didn't immediately take up the ancient book to study it. Instead, he took out his phone and intended to check the information of the reserved noodle restaurant.

After checking, he found out that it meant that if you ate noodles in a provisional noodle restaurant, you could pay for two bowls, but only eat one bowl and leave the other bowl there.

If one day someone was short of money for various reasons, they could come to the provisional noodle restaurant to eat a bowl of noodles that someone had deposited there. They didn't have to pay because they had already paid.

"That's a good idea. The boss is also a man of his own ideas. " Yuan Zhou muttered.

In fact, the meaning of this provisional noodle restaurant was similar to the donation box in front of Yuan Zhou's restaurant. They were both for providing convenience to strangers when it was inconvenient.

"I think it's more acceptable to save a bowl of noodles than to donate money to a small box." Yuan Zhou thought for a while.

This was because if one donated money, one would always wonder if it would be of no help to those who really needed it. It wasn't that they were petty people, because in today's society, there was almost no protection for caring people. It was also because of the repeated problems that people had such thoughts.

He felt that food could help people more easily, and food was the most important thing to his people. It was indeed a good thing that he would only think about other things after he was full.

"The boss's future noodles will definitely continue to be made." Yuan Zhou said in the heart.

Feeling that Taoxi road was developing in a better and better direction, Yuan Zhou was quite happy.

While Yuan Zhou was thinking about that, his phone rang. The caller ID showed that it was master Ji, that's right, master of cooked Wheaten food Ji Yi.

Ever since he had witnessed Yuan Zhou's strength and steady personality again because of the real perfume, steamed bun Ji would come to chat with Yuan Zhou every few days. Sometimes, they would talk about noodles, and sometimes, other things.

Every time, he would ask if Yuan Zhou was willing to be the president of the China cooked Wheaten Food Association and also say that Yuan Zhou was now the Vice-President of the Association.

Of course, Ji Yi's behavior attracted a lot of hatred. Zhou Shijie and Zhang Yan were furious when Yuan Zhou didn't even do anything.

Zhou Shijie and Zhang Yan had long despised steamed bun Ji's shameless behavior.

In the end, Chairman Zhou said firmly that except for the position of Chairman of the China chefs 'Association, all the other positions in the China chefs' Association should be held by Yuan Zhou. It would be a waste of Yuan Zhou's time to improve and he would be playing rogue.

"Is there anything you don't need today's hangover set meal?" Mao Ye asked in the small Tavern.

Mao Ye was smart. He had asked who he wanted it from before, and now he was asking who he didn't want it from.

The thick-haired drinker who had been resolute earlier immediately said,""Of course. I definitely want a serving of boss Yuan's hangover set meal."

"What?" His fellow peers glanced at him. How could he change his mind so quickly?

"Alright," he said. Mao Ye took out the payment Code of the store.

As time passed, the pub ended and they watched Mao Ye get on the last bus.

Previously, he had said that as the new year was approaching, Xiaoya was getting busier and busier, and the time they spent chatting at night had reduced a lot.

He went to sleep after saying good night.

The next morning, Yuan Zhou woke up 10 minutes earlier than usual, because he had something new to do.

After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Yuan Zhou started his daily compulsory course, jogging. He went out from the back door and, as usual, greeted broth and the rice before he started jogging.

Ever since the boss had taken root in front of Yuan Zhou's restaurant, his time had been fixed. No matter if he wanted to change the signboard or the items he wanted to sell, the time he opened the restaurant was always the time when Yuan Zhou got up.

When Yuan Zhou ran to the front of the restaurant, he saw a big sign placed at the door of the restaurant from a distance. The words on the sign were not small either. They were very big words," 0 bowls of instant noodles today."

Other than the number in the middle, which was clearly written with chalk, the rest of the words were painted with oil so that the color would not fade easily.

"The door is open." Yuan Zhou said in a low voice.

The flashing neon lights in the morning mist and the Red Lanterns under the eaves gave the winter morning a warm feeling.

Very soon, Yuan Zhou returned to the restaurant after he finished running. After washing up, Yuan Zhou looked at the time and found that it was indeed 10 minutes earlier than usual,"just enough for one breakfast."

The first thing Yuan Zhou did when he went downstairs was not to go to the kitchen to prepare the breakfast, but to open the door of the restaurant. Fortunately, the Black Beast had already figured out Yuan Zhou's movement pattern and didn't lean against the window and look at the door. Otherwise, the first thing he saw when he opened the door would definitely be a black beast.

"Creak!"

The wooden door made a crisp sound in the quiet street in the early morning, indicating the beginning of a beautiful day.

"I'll start a new day with a bowl of noodles. " Yuan Zhou walked towards the restaurant across the street.

The boss had probably finished boiling the water, as some white steam floated out of the room and was reflected in the morning light.

The previous month, the boss's tofu pudding business was all about eating, so he changed the variety, which meant a new signboard. After changing some kitchenware, he could start his business. It could be done in one night.

"Boss, two bowls of noodles and one bowl of instant noodles," Yuan Zhou said as soon as he entered the restaurant.

"Okay. I didn't expect to have boss Yuan's support on the first day of business. Today's noodles are very appetizing. " The boss's energetic voice came from the half-opened kitchen.

Through a large half-open window, the figure of the boss could be seen faintly. The boss's energetic voice could be heard early in the morning.

"Then I'll have a good taste." Yuan Zhou said.

"Hahaha. Boss Yuan, just wait and see." The boss moved very quickly. The water had already been boiled, and the noodles were boiled not long after they were thrown in.

Soon, a bowl of steaming noodles was served. On top of the noodles were a few pieces of cooked beef and a few pieces of green vegetables. The color combination was very appetizing.

As Yuan Zhou had always cooked his own breakfast and ate it by himself, he had not eaten breakfast outside for a long time.

However, even though he ate outside, the speed was still as fast as before. In just a short while, Yuan Zhou had finished a bowl of noodles.

"The taste is not bad." Yuan Zhou stood up, paid the bill and then left.

"Thank you, boss Yuan. Hahahaha, take care." When the boss heard Yuan Zhou's words, the smile on his face widened and he was very happy.

After sending Yuan Zhou out of the restaurant, he changed the 0 bowls on the signboard to 1 bowl.

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