Chapter 1239 Picking up Leftovers

Yuanzhou turned left along the gate of the inpatient department, then walked onto the road and found a place to eat.

Ever since Yuan Zhou realized that don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you, since he himself doesn't let diners waste, then he himself can't waste either.

Therefore, Yuanzhou definitely needs to find a good-looking restaurant to eat at, so that he can finish all the food without wasting it.

Opposite the inpatient department are mostly fast food restaurants, and most of them were closed at this time. Yuan Zhou happened to eat noodles at noon and in the morning. Faced with this belated dinner, he didn't want to eat noodles.

When driving over, Yuan Zhou remembered walking out of this street. Outside was a bustling night market street with a lot of beer, barbecue, and crayfish. It looked brightly lit.

"Tap tap tap" Yuan Zhou kept walking out and soon walked out of the street. After turning left again, he arrived at the street he just saw.

And as soon as you enter this street, the lively atmosphere begins.

"It's still a bit like Taoxi Road at night, but Taoxi Road is neater than this." Yuan Zhou thought as he stood at the intersection.

Looking up at the signboard, although it is already the beginning of autumn, most of the neon words on the street are crayfish. Obviously, the peak season of crayfish has not ended yet.

"Forget about the crayfish barbecue, let's eat something else." Yuan Zhou covered his stomach without leaving a trace, and then continued to walk and watch.

About one-third of the way down the street, a simple signboard for this shop hangs among the signs full of Crayfish BBQ.

"Griddle King, it looks very clean, this is it." Yuan Zhou stepped forward and pushed open the glass door and walked in.

It was late and there were not many people in the store. Plus Yuan Zhou, who had just walked in, there were only three tables of customers.

The entire environment in the store is indeed very clean. The floor is white, with no oil stains on it. It is clean and bright. In the middle is the cashier, where a young girl is lowering her head, probably doing calculations.

The tall cashier counter is made of brown-red mahogany furniture. The name of the store, Griddle King, is engraved in the middle, while a large book hangs in the upper left corner, with the words "Opinion Book" written on the cover, which is very conspicuous.

There is an entrance with half a cloth curtain behind the cashier counter. It seems that there is the kitchen. With Yuan Zhou's eyesight, he can see the pots and dishes placed inside.

On the other side, there are many tea kettles, and all the hot water kettles are thoughtfully framed inside and placed in a place where they are not easily touched. There are also some snacks on top to eat while waiting for the dishes.

Like peas and potato chips.

On the left and right sides of the cashier are tables for diners, each with two rows of four tables and chairs, mostly four-seater.

"Welcome, what would you like to have, handsome man?" The waiter was an enthusiastic middle-aged woman. She put away the rag for wiping the table and came over.

"What is your signature dry pot here?" Yuan Zhou found an empty seat to sit down and asked directly.

"Handsome, you don't know. The dry pots in our store are all signatures. It depends on what you like to eat." The middle-aged woman handed over the thin menu with a smile and pointed to the full page on the menu. Various dry pots said.

"Then I'd like a small portion of chicken and pepper in a griddle. Is there any porridge?" Yuanzhou was about to order some rice, but then asked again.

"It's too late for the porridge. It's sold out. Hot rice is available." The middle-aged woman said.

"Okay, a small portion of fried chicken with peppers and a bowl of white rice, and some hot water instead of tea, thank you." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Okay, a bowl of hot rice with fried chicken and pepper, they'll be here soon." The middle-aged woman didn't take note of the bill, she shouted directly to the kitchen door, and then went to the tea table to pour water.

After a while, the middle-aged woman brought a small pot and a clean cup, as well as a plate of dried peas and potato chips.

"Thank you." Yuan Zhou helped take the plate and cup.

"You're welcome, handsome man. Eat your meal slowly. The food will be here soon." The middle-aged woman quickly put down her things and said.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded, touched the temperature of the tea cup, and then took a sip.

The middle-aged woman went to the farthest counter to clear the table, and her movements were careful and gentle, making almost no noise to disturb the diners.

But what is very strange is that the middle-aged women at each table only cleared away the bowls, chopsticks, plates, drinks bottles and bones.

But the dry pot was still left unpacked on the table.

However, Yuanzhou only glanced at it twice and did not delve into it. If this was just someone else's way of dealing with it, it would be fine.

After all, Yuanzhou made this mistake twice when he first opened a store and went out to taste every store. Yuanzhou has learned his lesson since then.

Yuan Zhou would only ask if it was related to cooking skills or special rules.

In about seven or eight minutes, the dry pot that Yuan Zhou ordered was ready.

The chef inside knocked on the table where the food was being prepared, and then the middle-aged woman washed her hands again and ran to serve the food.

The dry pot is a double-eared iron pot placed on a simple alcohol stove, with a slight fire burning underneath.

The pot was steaming. When someone walked in and took a look, the dry pot was colorful and sprinkled with white sesame seeds, which looked very nice.

"Handsome, your small portion of chicken griddle and white rice is here, please use it slowly." The middle-aged woman put down the dishes in her hands steadily and said.

"Okay, thank you." Yuan Zhou said.

"You're welcome." The middle-aged woman waved her hand and continued to do her own thing.

Yuan Zhou lowered his head and looked at the dry pot. It was similar to an ordinary dry pot. The side dishes inside were green bamboo shoots, celery, fungus and konjac. Of course, the most popular ones were green and red pepper rings and chicken cut into small pieces. .

"Kacha kacha" Yuan Zhou directly picked up a piece of chicken with cartilage and started eating it.

Then he frowned slightly, then took a mouthful of rice and swallowed it together.

This rice is indeed hot, and it is still edible because it has just been cooked, not cold rice.

Yuanzhou ate a bite of rice and a bite of chicken, occasionally eating some side dishes, chewing slowly and slowly, not too fast, but not satisfied either. After a while, there were only some chili peppers left in the whole dry pot. It could be said that he had eaten very cleanly.

The two-eared iron pot was very clean, and the rice bowl was also clean. Yuan Zhou took a satisfied look at it, then stood up and walked towards the cashier.

Just when Yuan Zhou stood up, the behavior of a man in the store caught his attention. He saw the man was short and fat, wearing a simple and clean T-shirt and black pants. He was holding a pair of chopsticks and trying food in front of the pot one by one.

The dry pot he tried was obviously the table that the middle-aged woman had just cleared.

"Eating leftovers?" Yuan Zhou was confused, but this man didn't look like someone who picked up leftovers.

When the middle-aged man saw that Yuan Zhou noticed him, he raised his head and smiled happily at Yuan Zhou, and nodded as a greeting.

Yuanzhou nodded in response before walking to the cashier.

Yuan Zhou, who was not very curious, was going to ask directly what was going on with the little girl at the cash register...

ps: Today is Chinese Valentine's Day. Caimao who has a lover wishes everyone happiness. As for those who don't have a lover, this festival is also called Daughter's Day. Girls can beg for gifts or go shopping, it's still very happy~