Chapter 183 Encouragement From the System

? Yuan Zhou just wanted to say, "What did you do last night?"

The system did not mean to explain, and directly issued the task.

[Side quests] Get up early in the morning and exercise for an hour every day, with the exercise method of your choice.

(Mission description: As a chef, even a rookie, you can't be beaten. Let's exercise as a teenager and run towards the sunset.)

[Quest Reward] Excellent knife work.

(Bonus note: With this knife work, mom never has to worry about my vegetable chopping again.)

"System, your program is broken, and you are still infected with an unknown virus." Yuan Zhou was shocked by the uninhibited mission description and reward description.

There was silence and the system did not respond.

"Can you return to normal next time? I doubt you have been infected with the virus." Yuan Zhou said tentatively.

As for the system, of course, there is still no response.

This conclusion may seem illogical, but the great detective Holmes once said, "When you have ruled out all the impossible, whatever is left, even the impossible must be the truth."

Yuan Zhou firmly believed that this must be the case, otherwise how could he explain the exhaustion of the system.

As for this task, of course, it is exactly what Yuan Zhou wants, and the training is tougher. Next time, you can teach others how to behave.

And as an excellent chef, having a strong physique is also a must.

But now Yuanzhou has a very important thing to do.

"Dong Dong Dong" ran up the stairs and was about to go, while the people outside were discussing the panda eyes on Yuan Zhou's face.

"To be honest, did you do it, Wu Hai?" Manman looked at Wu Hai with a serious face and asked sternly.

"I think, the problem is that this guy's temper is too weird, and he didn't have time to do it." Wu Hai made no secret of his dissatisfaction with Yuanzhou.

"That's you." Manman turned to look at the other diners.

This man has a small flat head, looks very energetic, and just laughed the loudest.

"Of course not me,

It's been a long time since I came, but as soon as I came, I saw a good show. "Xiaopingtou said with a satisfied smile.

"Don't look at me, it's not me." The most enthusiastic diner who asked Yuanzhou just now also quickly distanced himself.

He turned around and looked at Wu Hai suspiciously, "You are still the biggest suspect."

"The needle behind the wasp's tail is the most poisonous woman's heart, who knows if you did it." How could Wu Hai show weakness and immediately counterattack.

"You're a poisonous woman, hum." Manman snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Stop arguing, no matter who did it, it's a relief, people's hero." Xiaopingtou couldn't help laughing again.

"No, Boss Yuan's panda eyes are quite artistic. I was suddenly inspired to draw a pair of "Angry Panda", which will definitely reach the pinnacle of my art." Wu Hai said with a smirk, touching his moustache.

However, these people have forgotten one thing, Yuan Zhou is very concerned about his appearance, and they will see it soon as a result of such ridicule.

Yuan Zhou first called Mu Xiaoyun.

"Xiaoyun, you don't need to come here today or tomorrow, come back early the day after tomorrow." Yuanzhou always got straight to the point.

"Okay, boss, are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want safflower oil?" Mu Xiaoyun asked cautiously.

"No, goodbye." Yuan Zhou hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaojie, who had already got out of bed with a splint attached, asked curiously when he saw that his sister was unhappy when she answered the phone.

"Boss Yuan seems to be injured." Mu Xiaoyun's white and tender face was full of worry.

"It's alright, you see I'm still alive and kicking." Mu Xiaojie didn't care, pointing to his injured leg.

This time, Mu Xiaoyun was amused, but just like this, the fact that Boss Yuan was injured and was hit with a panda eye is known to regular customers.

At noon, even those who didn't come often came to watch, and even Yin Ya came over with a vague concern on her face.

Then they found that the door of the Yuanzhou store was closed, and there was a conspicuous piece of A4 paper on it, and everyone had a bad premonition.

[Leave form

Because of my handsome face, I was plotted by Xiao Xiao, and I am no longer handsome, which has seriously affected the normal dining mood of the diners, so I decided to rest until the traces subsided, so as not to disturb everyone's dining mood.

We sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused to you in the morning. ]

The signature is of course Yuanzhou, which is familiar to diners.

"What does this mean?" Wu Hai said in disbelief, pulling the collar of the person next to him.

"It's a dud, it's closed again." This man also looked depressed, and he didn't care about Wu Hai's rudeness. He just pulled down Wu Hai's hand, which made him even more depressed.

"Although the words are sincere and seem to be sincere, but this Nima is a fool, what impression does the diners feel when they are eating." Chen Wei also heard that Yuanzhou had come over to watch the fun, but now he is clenching his fists." creak creak" sounded.

"Hehe, the words are sincere, and I express the most sincere apology. Sincerely your brother-in-law, the labor and management promise not to kill you." Ling Hong, who had returned from a business trip, saw such bad news as soon as he arrived.

"I feel like I can't control my hand anymore. It told me that it really wants to make Boss Yuan's face." The frequent diners also sneered.

"It's like thinking about us." The diners said angrily.

There was a lot of noise at the entrance of Yuanzhou's small shop, while Yuanzhou on the second floor was sitting on his own business in a very orderly manner.

I saw him take out a super thick notebook and write something on it, the nib of the pen and the paper making a "rustling" sound.

And it looks like this notebook has been used several times, and the cover has traces of frequent flipping.

On the other side, Wu Hai, who was wailing to starve to death at noon, really didn't eat. He was lying in his studio with a corpse. At night, he hurried downstairs to see if Yuan Zhou opened the door.

Seeing that the door was not open, the mustache on his mouth hung down listlessly, and he slowly returned to his studio.

Wu Hai is a typical, hypotensive demon king. If he can't eat, he will have low blood pressure and low blood sugar, and then he will be in a low mood. This is why his manager changed his method to let him eat.

Wu Hai, who only ate breakfast every day, sat in front of the drawing board all night. His only achievement was to add some work to Zheng Jiawei, who was coming to clean today.

"Irritated." After crumpling the drawing again, Wu Hai gave up and continued to draw, got up and walked to the window, ready to breathe.

Of course, Wu Hai had long been accustomed to opening the window facing the Yuanzhou store.

"I'm cuckoo, what the hell is this." This time, Wu Hai was taken aback.

Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at the big clock hanging in the studio, which clearly showed 5:36.

"What's going on here, it's so unscientific." Wu Hai's expression was unbelievable.

And it was Yuan Zhou who appeared downstairs at this time... (To be continued.)