Chapter 1840 Rich Lady

"By the way, Viagra said that in order to celebrate the happy event of Boss Yuan and Wu Menyan, and Wu Menyan is also discharged from the hospital tomorrow and plans to book a fish banquet, there should be no problem." Zhou Xi thought of Zheng Jiawei's last explanation, asked quickly.

You should know that Wu Hai had tried all kinds of tricks in order to have a fish feast. Now that he had a valid reason, Zheng Jiawei immediately took aim.

Since the celebration paintings and sculptures were sold for so much money, it was appropriate to hold a banquet, so Yuanzhou nodded and agreed: "No problem."

"Has Boss Yuan started taking orders for dinner?" Zhou Xi asked again.

"We have to wait a while." Yuan Zhou said, Su Ruoyan hasn't come yet.

"Oh, then I won't disturb Boss Yuan in preparing dinner." Zhou Xi retreated outside the store.

Zhou Xi's original plan was to notify Yuan Zhou here, complete everything Zheng Jiawei told him, and then go back to the hospital to continue chatting with Wu Hai, but Zheng Jiawei asked him to go home and rest.

Zhou Xi felt that he was not tired, but he still had to listen to Zheng Jiawei's words, so he prepared to have a meal at Fat Family.

Having said that, didn't Zhou Xi consider talking to his father?

After Zhou Xi retreated outside the store, Yuan Zhou returned to the second floor. The first thing he did was to read the news on the Internet with his mobile phone. Zhou Xi remembered the number correctly.

Then I checked and found that 1 euro is equivalent to 7.8 RMB. More than 60 million euros, that is more than 500 million yuan. Even if it is only divided into one-third, it is more than 100 million yuan.

“Is it so profitable to make art now?”

This was Yuan Zhou's first thought.

"Is it too late to switch to sculpture?"

This was Yuan Zhou's second thought.

Although the carving of the One Hundred and Eight Generals is indeed a masterpiece of Three Beasts Crossing Together, and it took nearly a month and a half to complete, Yuanzhou feels that he can still carve a few more sets!

"No, you are a man who wants to become the God of Cooking. How can you be defeated by a little money?!" Yuan Zhou immediately threw away the terrible thoughts in his mind.

Yuan Zhou's integrity will not be defeated by a little money, but... this money is probably too much.

"Seeing the diners say 666 after finishing the food I cooked is what makes me happiest." Yuanzhou said to himself.

At the same time, he opened a small drawer under the bookshelf, revealing a row of passbooks and more than a dozen bank cards. He didn't open it, but glanced at it a few times and whispered: "It looks like we can add a few more books." Then he closed it. drawer.

This drawer is very concealed and is Master Lian's favorite work. Of course, there is more than one such concealed drawer on the bookshelf, but as long as they don't pull it open deliberately, a layman can't even tell that there is a drawer here.

It was almost done. When Yuan Zhou went downstairs, Su Ruoyan had already arrived. She obviously knew the news and congratulated her.

The dinner ended with congratulations. Even if there was something unknown, the diners who knew about it were informed.

After dinner, during tavern time, Yuanzhou called Yin Ya to share the matter.

Then Yin Ya said this: "I've known it for a long time. I originally wanted to congratulate you in person, but I can't do it because I'm on a business trip. My colleagues all said that the carvings sold for hundreds of millions, and they said that I don't have to work hard anymore, and I will be a rich lady soon." .”

Yuan Zhou's answer was: "Nonsense, before the sale, Xiaoya, you were also a rich wife."

Yin Ya was speechless for a moment: "..."

After talking on the phone, Yuanzhou started to read the news on his mobile phone. In fact, he mainly wanted to see what others said.

After all, watching other people’s comments (praises) and awards (rewards) is conducive to progress.

As soon as Yuan Zhou entered, he saw all kinds of compliments, all kinds of admiration and analysis, and many divine replies.

"This generation of netizens can do it." Yuan Zhou muttered softly.

After not looking at it for long, Yuan Zhou put down his cell phone, picked up the ancient books at hand and continued to study. This time he was looking for the ancient books that the system had redeemed before. He remembered that there were some very special Yunnan and Guizhou dishes written on them. He planned to study it again to see if he could find a breakthrough in the idea he had in the car today.

He had seen several foreign articles explaining the content of his carvings before.

The lecture was very professional and Yuan Zhou had already saved it. He planned to wait for Yin Ya to come back and ask for advice on some of the vocabulary he didn’t understand, and study it carefully to see if he could find a breakthrough point in knife skills and take a step further.

As for Yuan Zhou's research ability and the system, he is very optimistic about it.

Time passed by as Yuan Zhou studied ancient books unhurriedly, and it was no different from before.

At noon the next day, Yuanzhou saw Wu Hai appearing at the door of the store at a glance. After all, it was a familiar recipe.

However, the person behind Wu Hai was not Zheng Jiawei, but Mr. Mao Xiong, who had been instructed by Yuan Zhou and had fully evolved to avenge his shame.

"Mr. Wu, how is your physical condition today?" Mr. Mao Xiong took the seat behind Wu Hai and asked seriously.

Although I had a small test of my skills yesterday, I didn't even use 10% of my skills. The battle ended, and Mr. Mao Xiong felt a little unhappy.

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Hai never looked down upon Mr. Mao Xiong. After all, she had this strength and was a powerful opponent for him to ascend to the throne of the Rice Bucket King. She deserved to be treated with caution.

"Then how about we compete again today?" Mr. Mao Xiong was a little eager to give it a try.

You must know that masters are lonely and the tops of mountains are deserted.

"No problem. The dignity of the rice-basket king cannot be challenged. I will accept it." Wu Hai waved his hand, showing the demeanor of a master. It was quite like that.

"Xiaohai, I want a whole fish feast today, and Boss Yuan has agreed." Zheng Jiawei was right behind Mao Xiong.

The original intention was that Wu Hai should not eat too much. After all, the situation three days ago was still vivid in his mind. Zheng Jiawei did not want Wu Hai to go to the hospital again, which would be bad for his health.

"Don't worry, you can eat it after the game." Wu Hai looked like a general.

"Wu Menyan, you just came out of the hospital, are you okay?" Zhou Xi poked his head out from behind Zheng Jiawei and asked carefully.

"How about another day?" Mao Xiong was afraid that Wu Hai wouldn't be able to show his strength and the game would be boring.

"No, just wait and see, it's time for you to see the real strength of the Rice Bucket King." Wu Hai said firmly.

You must know that pushing himself into the hospital three days ago was simply a shame for Wu Hai who had been a gangster for so many years. Today, he had an opportunity to avenge his shame, and he would definitely not let it go.

As soon as Wu Hai and Mao Xiong entered the store, they each ordered 20 dishes to compete. However, when they heard this number, even Yuan Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. The portion was not much.

I saw only the light and shadow of swords between the two people, and the chopsticks were like swords, spears, and big sticks.

As a result, Wu Hai, who had just been discharged from the hospital, still had the upper hand.

"Hahaha, let me just say that I am a veritable king of ricers. Let's see who can beat me." Wu Hai was very proud of himself while eating a fish feast.

The furry bear pouted. He thought he was safe this time, but he still lost.

"Xiaohai, you are definitely the best. You deserve the trophy. There is still some time before the second competition. Xiaohai, you can continue to work hard." Zheng Jiawei said.

In order to meet Wu Hai's requirements, the rice bucket competitions are continuous. There must be a second one if there is a first one.

"Wu Menyan is indeed a top painter, his hand speed is too fast." Zhou Xi also praised every opportunity.

"That's for sure." Wu Hai looked complacent. Of course, his chopsticks were flying and he didn't delay eating at all.

"Don't be dissatisfied, you are already very powerful, but it's a pity that my opponent is me." Wu Hai said to Mao Xiong, "We can discuss the details in private."

For equally matched opponents, Wu Hai still sympathizes with each other.

"Okay." Mao Xiong nodded in agreement.

These two guys are really amazing, Yuanzhou covered his head.

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