Chapter 1681 The Fun of Posting on Moments

Seeing people walking out of Taoxi Road quickly, Yuan Zhou turned around and returned to the store.

"It looks really good." Yuan Zhou held the plastic bag, smiled, then took a plate and a knife and took it to the backyard.

Holding the bag of peaches in one hand and the box in the other, Yuan Zhou turned sideways and entered the cherry shrimp wall view door. This time, Yuan Zhou did not go to Yin Ya immediately, but went directly to the lobster farm in the backyard.

After all, there is a sink installed there for washing vegetables.

"Xiaoya must like to eat." Yuanzhou thought to himself while washing the peaches.

Yes, Yuanzhou is going to wash and cut the peaches into pieces and bring a plate to Yin Ya.

After Yuan Zhou washed the peaches and cut them into bite-sized pieces, he took the plate to the small table in the backyard.

"Here we come." Yin Ya said without raising her head, and then continued to translate the information.

"Well, give it a try." Yuan Zhou didn't say much, and just naturally picked up a piece of peach and fed it into Yin Ya's mouth.

Yin Ya also opened her mouth and bit down calmly, and then continued to translate the information.

Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, was holding the ancient book in his left hand and studying it carefully. From time to time, with his right hand, he forked a piece of peach or snack into Yin Ya's mouth.

The two of them didn't talk, they just sat opposite each other quietly and calmly. The summer sun was particularly fierce and scorching outside the yard.

But after arriving in the small courtyard, it became gentle and warm, and from time to time there was a slight cool breeze blowing, which was very refreshing.

An hour passed quickly. By this time, the snacks and fruits on the table were almost eaten, and Yin Ya had just finished translating them all.

"Wood! Why did you feed me so many snacks again!" Yin Ya raised her head and tilted her neck, and instantly noticed the empty plate on the table.

"Not much. Don't worry, this low-fat and low-sugar food is very healthy and won't make you fat." Yuan Zhou said gently.

"Hmph, that's weird, I feel like my waist is getting thicker." Yin Ya pinched her waist in dissatisfaction and pretended to be fierce.

"It's okay, I like them all." Yuan Zhou looked seriously into Yin Ya's eyes and said.

"Ahem, you can't secretly feed me so many snacks next time." Yin Ya avoided Yuan Zhou's gaze with some embarrassment, but she did not forget to say.

"Okay, okay, I won't do it next time." Yuan Zhou nodded seriously, thinking about making two more pieces next time, because the quantity this time seemed to be a bit off.

In order to prevent Yin Ya from discovering his little thoughts, Yuan Zhou continued: "Is the translation finished?"

"Well, everything has been translated, and it should be printed over there." Yin Ya immediately nodded seriously.

"Okay, let's go and get it." Yuan Zhou led Yin Ya and stood up.

Yin Ya staggered a little, because she had just been translating too seriously and hadn't changed her posture for a long time, so her legs were a little numb.

Yuan Zhou didn't say thank you, but carefully held Yin Ya's arm and waited for her to stand firm, but Yin Ya said to herself: "I feel that I should exercise with you, because my legs are numb after just sitting for so long."

"Okay, then you can go for a morning jog with me." Yuan Zhou responded.

"Forget it, it's too early." Yin Ya shook her head immediately.

"Then your body..." Before Yuan Zhou could finish speaking, Yin Ya hurriedly changed the subject and said, "I took a look and found that foreign countries are very interested in Mu Mu's diet."

"Although this is a study in the medical field and there are some doubts, people are still very interested in your store because of Dr. Herbert's paper."

"I think it won't be long before many foreign medical professors come to your shop for on-the-spot inspections."

"I see that many people want to come and see with their own eyes the skills that can feed pancreatic cancer patients." Yin Ya said proudly.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Mu Mu, you are so awesome, you are so popular." Yin Ya praised.

"I will be even more powerful." Yuan Zhou said confidently.

"Of course." Yin Ya nodded heavily.

After the two of them got the contents printed by the printer in the room, Yin Ya suddenly asked: "Is Xiaoqing suffering from pancreatic cancer?"

"Because I saw an article that published a photo of Dr. Herbert. It is said that he is an expert in this field.

I saw him in the hospital. "Yin Ya's voice was a little low and uneasy.

"Yes, that's him." Yuan Zhou answered Yin Ya's two questions affirmatively.

"I hope Xiaoqing can be well." Yin Ya felt her heart skip a beat, but still said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, they will be fine." Yuan Zhou squeezed Yin Ya's hand and nodded seriously.

"Then let's go over and take a look. There are a lot of people praising you here." Yin Ya's tone became lively. She didn't want to make Yuan Zhou unhappy.

Because Yin Ya knew that Ling Hong was Yuan Zhou's good friend, and Ruan Xiaoqing was also his friend.

Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed since Ling Hong and Ruan Xiaoqing held a banquet to get married. During this period, everyone was deeply poisoned by Ling Hong's Ruan Xiaoqing.

The reason is very simple. As soon as Ling Hong went out, he became obsessed with posting on Moments.

I post almost a dozen messages a day, and I always post them to Moments even when I'm boarding a plane.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Ling Hong's posts were all in his private circle of friends, and all he could see were friends he knew and were familiar with, everyone would have thought that this was Ling Hong's first time making an airplane.

In Wu Hai's words: "The local rich are the local rich. They can show off more than a dozen items on a chartered flight. I want to block them."

Yes, after Yuanzhou saw Ling Hong's continuous circle of friends, he rarely had the same idea as Wu Hai.

That is to shield Ling Hong, the talkative one, the peacock, and the wife-showing maniac.

Ling Hong's circle of friends is also full of fresh dog food, the kind that can give a single dog 10,000 critical hits.

So much so that when Yuan Zhou saw such a circle of friends in the dead of night, he couldn't help but miss Yin Ya even more.

"Forget it, I'd better stop looking at Moments these days." Yuanzhou, who was looking through Moments at the end of dinner time, made this decision and then started to make a phone call.

Naturally, this call was made to Qin Kaili to inform Ke Sen to come and receive the last reward of the Young Chef Exchange Meeting, which was Yuan Zhou's guidance.

"Good evening, President." Qin Kaili said immediately as soon as the call was connected.

"Well, good evening." Yuan Zhou said: "Inform Ke Sen that his guidance time will be tomorrow."

"Okay, President, I will notify you right away. What time will you come tomorrow and what time will it end?" Qin Kaili asked carefully.

"Come over at 2:30 tomorrow afternoon and finish at 4:30," Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay." A rustling voice came from Qin Kaili's place.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye, President, please go to bed early." Qin Kaili took the initiative to hang up the phone after speaking.

It's not that Qin Kaili is ungrateful, but that she clearly knows Yuan Zhou's habit of not wanting to talk nonsense, so that's why she behaves like this.

"Prepare some ingredients so that they can be used for teaching." Yuanzhou thought of the constant communication between him and Ke Sen, and then took out some ingredients that Ke Sen sent him in advance, planning to use them tomorrow.

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