Chapter 1422 It’s Great to Be a Chef

The sky was dimming, and Ling Hong was already unconscious at this time, but he still held the red wine glass in his hand.

His usually confident and flamboyant face was already red, but even so, Ling Hong's wine was still very good. He didn't vomit or talk nonsense, he just stared at the bottle blankly, holding the glass and thinking. Keep drinking.

"How's it going? Is it almost done?" Yuan Zhou put down his cup and asked.

"No, it's almost the same." Ling Hong was a bit tongue-tied, but he seemed to have noticed it, and was very dissatisfied with what he said, so he shut up and said it again.

"If you drink any more, the wine cellar will be really empty." Yuan Zhou gestured to the empty bottles there.

"You...you said you can drink all you want in the wine cellar." Ling Hong said seriously and persistently every word.

"Yes, you can drink whatever you want, but it's dawn." Yuan Zhou said.

"Sky? Is it dawn?" Ling Hong looked at the sky pointed by Yuan Zhou.

"It's really bright." Ling Hong muttered, then stared at the slowly whitening sky and was stunned.

At this time, Yuan Zhou leaned forward and took off the cup and wine bottle from Ling Hong's hand, placed them gently on the table, and then said, "Go back and take a nap."

"Yes, sleep, I have to sleep." Ling Hong repeated Yuan Zhou's words, and then stood up following the strength of Yuan Zhou's hand.

Ling Hong felt in his mind that he had stood up, but in reality it was Yuan Zhou who was supporting Ling Hong.

"Tap, tap, tap." With such irregular steps, Yuan Zhou helped Ling Hong downstairs.

Fortunately, Yuanzhou renovated the stairs during the design process. The stairs are very flat and wide, so there is no need to worry about missing the stairs.

Therefore, when he went downstairs, Yuan Zhou immediately sent a text message on his mobile phone.

This text message was naturally sent to Ling Hong's driver. Yuan Zhou didn't know how to drive and was drunk himself, so Ling Hong, who was so drunk, naturally needed the driver to take him back.

Before drinking, Yuanzhou asked Ling Hong for his driver’s mobile phone number.

However, Ling Hong still abided by the traffic rules and thought that he could not drive after drinking, so he simply gave the driver's number to Yuan Zhou.

Yuanzhou took advantage of the time when he went downstairs to get a drink and agreed with the driver that he might need to be on call at any time, and this was the scene of the short-sleeved exchange.

Supporting Ling Hong, Yuan Zhou walked steadily towards the back door of the tavern, then opened the door with one hand and led Ling Hong step by step towards the intersection of Taoxi Road.

Being blown by the cold wind outside the door, Ling Hong seemed to wake up a little, and muttered: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it's me who is guilty."

Ling Hong lowered his head and whispered these words over and over again.

Yuan Zhou's back was straight and he led Ling Hong forward with firm steps. He did not answer Ling Hong's question to himself.

Looking from a distance, Yuan Zhou supported Ling Hong's shoulders, and the two of them walked past in the light of the morning light. A black Volkswagen was parked on the street.

Standing outside the car was a middle-aged driver wearing a suit and tie. When he saw people coming from a distance, he came forward to greet them.

"Thank you, Boss Yuan, thank you very much." The middle-aged driver helped lift the other side of Ling Hong's body and kept thanking him.

"You're welcome, you drank it at my place." Yuan Zhou said.

"It's only with you, Boss Yuan, that Mr. Ling can rest assured," the driver said.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded without saying much, and helped Ling Hong into the back seat of the car together with the driver.

After the driver carefully stuffed Ling Hong's legs in and closed the door, Yuan Zhou took a step back and said, "He drank a four-liang pot of Pitong wine, a draft beer, and five bottles of red wine beforehand. I drank yogurt and ate some side dishes between drinks, and I haven’t vomited since the beginning.”

"Okay, thank you, Boss Yuan, I'll take note of it." The driver nodded repeatedly.

"You're welcome, I'm going back." Yuan Zhou shook his head and prepared to go back.

"I'll see Boss Yuan off." The driver followed two steps behind.

"No, send him back." Yuan Zhou motioned to Ling Hong, who was already lying in the back seat of the car.

"Goodbye, Boss Yuan." The driver looked at Ling Hong, then at Yuan Zhou, and nodded.

"Um,

goodbye. "Yuanzhou nodded and walked towards the back alley of Taoxi Road. During this period, the driver seemed to hear something faintly, but he didn't hear it clearly.

After seeing Yuan Zhou disappear, the driver checked Ling Hong in the back seat again, and then got in the car.

"I don't know why the young master drank so much, and the old man knew it and didn't care." The driver muttered, then carefully started the car and left.

During this period, the driver tried his best to drive the car as smoothly as possible so that Ling Hong didn't feel any bumps and drove towards his old house.

Yuanzhou slowly walked back to his store. When he passed by the door, he saw the noodle soup gatekeeper coming back: "Noodle soup, you are back."

"Woof." Nian Tang called out, as if to say hello, and then obviously bypassed Yuan Zhou and went to the rice lying on his back at the back door.

"...Do you dislike the smell of alcohol on my body?" Yuan Zhou said with a speechless expression.

"Woof woof." Nian Tang barked twice again, sounding like you just know it yourself, stay away from me.

"The smell of my wine is not all my own, but also belongs to others." Yuan Zhou took two steps forward in a very naughty manner, trying to block the way of the noodle soup.

The noodle soup made two smart moves, then slipped away from Yuan Zhou's feet and lay down next to his wife's rice.

As for Rice, he watched these two guys being silly the whole time.

But because of this small incident, Yuan Zhou's gloomy mood improved a little. He opened the back door and said, "I'm going in. Breakfast will be brought out to you later."

Yuanzhou closed the door and went straight to the second floor of the tavern to clean up. After all, he just sent Ling Hong back but did not clean up.

It was pretty quick to clean up, but after Yuan Zhou finished cleaning up the tavern in ten minutes, he went directly back to his room and took a shower.

After all, after a night of drinking, even the noodle soup disliked the smell of alcohol on him. You can imagine how much alcohol he smelled like now.

After washing up, Yuan Zhou changed his clothes and felt much better. However, after drinking a bunch of beer and two glasses of red wine, Yuan Zhou still felt a little unclear.

"Looks like I have to make myself something to relieve my hangover for breakfast." Yuan Zhou said and quickly went downstairs to start the fireworks.

"Just make Ophiopogon japonicus porridge, which can relieve hangovers and fill your stomach." Yuan Zhou said and started to make it.

Ophiopogon japonicus has a certain stomach-nourishing effect, and starchy foods can also help relieve hangover, which can be said to be very symptomatic.

After preparing his own meals and putting them into the rice cooker provided by the system, he poured some rice soup water for the noodle soup and rice for breakfast, and then started waiting for the Ophiopogon japonicus porridge to be ready.

"Fortunately, I'm a chef and can take care of myself." Yuan Zhou couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the steaming rice cooker and smelled the faint fragrance of rice.

"By the way, I can also give myself a glass of watermelon juice. That can also relieve hangover." Yuan Zhou said as he stood up and took out a watermelon from under the glass table and started to squeeze the juice for himself.

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PS: I recommend a female channel novel, "Quick Travel: My Son Mo Fang". Friends who like the quick travel genre should read it!

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