Chapter 1949 A Thoughtful Gift
Latest website: Boss Tong stood there for a long time, retreating a little for a moment, as if he had to get up early to memorize English words. The process of getting out of bed was quite difficult to make up his mind.
He was already standing at the door, and he was just missing the final kick. Yuanzhou felt that he should help push him at this time.
"Boss, please give me two bowls of bean curd." Yuan Zhou said loudly.
"Here we come." came an old and powerful voice.
Then there was a sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and soon an old man wearing an old Chinese tunic suit and tidying up appeared. It was not Mo Yun.
"My guest, two portions of bean curd..." Old Mo, who raised his head as he spoke, was stunned on the spot. It took him a long time to tremble and say two words: "Lanlan..."
Before they met, Mo Yun had thought about what to say when he saw Tong Lan. There were many things to say. After all, they hadn't seen each other for a long time. For the first time, he almost became a pervert and followed Tong Lan. Lan walked all the way.
But now that he had actually seen it, Mo Yun felt that all his previous imaginations were wrong. In this scene, he could not utter a single word except for his name.
Looking at each other in silence is probably the best portrayal of this moment.
Boss Tong moved his lips several times but failed to utter a single word.
"The boss is just two bowls of beancurd." Yuan Zhou repeated it again.
"Oh, two bowls, I understand, you guys sit down first." Mo Yun woke up from a dream.
He immediately jumped up and led Yuan Zhou and Boss Tong to the seats. He wiped a bench again and again until he was sure it was spotless before asking Boss Tong to sit down. Then he immediately went to the stove to scoop out beancurd.
Seeing Mo Yun busy, Yuan Zhou touched his nose and said nothing. He knew that his role today was to accompany the guests, and his task today was to quietly be a handsome man.
"when"
Mo Yun was very fast and brought out two bowls of snow-white tofu pudding in just a few minutes.
Yuan Zhou has good eyesight, and he immediately saw a bowl. It looked like he had carefully selected each spoonful. Whether it was size or color, it looked very different from the other bowl. Of course, this was what Yuan Zhou was looking at. , others feel similar.
Boss Tong looked at the tofu pudding and dipping sauce that were served. He didn't say much and was silent for a while before picking up a piece with his chopsticks.
Yuanzhou also silently picked up his chopsticks to eat. The taste was similar to what he had eaten before, and his level had not deteriorated. If you taste it carefully, you will find a little improvement.
After finishing his meal quickly, Yuanzhou said directly: "Aunt Tong, I'll go out and call for a taxi first, and you can eat slowly." After saying that, he went out immediately.
"I'm really smart." Yuan Zhou took out his mobile phone and prepared to call a taxi as he walked out.
After arranging the car and standing outside for a while, Yuanzhou estimated that he had finished saying what he had to say and walked inside.
When Yuan Zhou entered, the atmosphere was normal. Boss Tong was sitting at the table, slowly eating bean curd, with no expression on his face. Old Man Mo was standing not far from the table, rubbing his hands with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Aunt Tong, the car has been called and will be here soon," Yuan Zhou said.
"I know, that's good." Boss Tong paused and then said.
Then he put the last piece of tofu pudding into the chili sauce in the dipping dish, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, then stood up and said, "Xiao Yuan, let's go."
"We're leaving, goodbye." Yuan Zhou greeted Mo Yun.
Boss Tong didn't seem to hear, and walked straight outside, just like an ordinary diner, leaving the meal money on the table.
Mo Yun nodded towards Yuan Zhou, looking straight at Boss Tong's walking back, frozen in place without moving.
On the way back, Boss Tong didn't say much, and just asked Yuan Zhou to take her back to the hotel. Yuan Zhou probably knew that her mood was fluctuating, so he didn't bother her much.
After arriving at the shop, Yuanzhou noticed that it was almost five o'clock, so he quickly returned to the second floor to change clothes, and then returned to the kitchen to start preparing dinner ingredients.
Yuan Zhou is busy preparing ingredients here, and Cheng Zhaomei and his family are also busy over there.
"Dad, I think this is better. Can you bring it with you tomorrow?" Cheng Ying asked, carrying a bag of things.
"This is the truffle that someone sent me. It seems to be wild. Bring it with you. The master likes to collect rare ingredients. I remember that this one is from a rare Tibetan area. Maybe the master will be interested." Cheng Zhaomei looked up from her busy schedule. He glanced at it and said immediately.
"How about this, Old Cheng? Do you want to take it with you?" Technician Cheng's wife asked, holding a bunch of grapes that looked very good.
She spent a lot of money to buy these grapes, which are the best from the fruit shop there, just to entertain relatives and friends during the New Year. However, Cheng Zhaomei must be the biggest master now, so she must stick to him first.
"No need, the grapes at Master's place are much better than these. It's not good to bring them." Cheng Zhaomei looked disgusted.
"..." Madam glared at Cheng Zhaomei and said nothing.
Although she only met Yuan Zhou once during New Year's greetings last year, she had a very deep impression of Yuan Zhou.
"Jingle bell clang"
After disgusting with the grapes, Cheng Zhaomei immediately immersed himself in finding something. In order to pay Yuan Zhou a New Year greeting, he took great pains to prepare a New Year gift for his most respected master, so of course he couldn't be careless.
Time passed in a blink of an eye, and on the next day, even if I went to pay New Year greetings in the morning, I had to wait until Yuanzhou's breakfast business hours were over.
Cheng Zhaomei's family got up at six o'clock in the morning to get ready. They didn't bring many things, just six things, which means six or six things. There weren't many things, just to express their feelings. Otherwise, Yuan Zhou would have made more preparations. Not happy.
"Master, happy new year. I wish you good health, longevity and good health, better cooking skills, and a prosperous business." Cheng Zhaomei stepped on the spot.
When he arrived, Yuanzhou happened to come down after washing up and changing into new clothes.
"Master, I wish you and my master a sweet and happy new year." Cheng Ying said as if she had smeared honey on her lips.
"Happy New Year to you." Cheng Zhaomei's wife followed closely.
"Everyone is doing well. You are celebrating the Chinese New Year. I hope you will be healthy in the new year. Zhaomei, your cooking skills are getting better and better, and Cheng Ying can find a good home." Yuanzhou indeed treats Cheng Zhaomei and his family as his own.
"Thank you for your blessings." Cheng Ying was a little speechless. She was urged to get married during the Chinese New Year, right?
"Master, I will work hard and lead Sichuan cuisine to the world!" Cheng Zhaomei looked serious.
"You guys come in and sit down." Yuan Zhou said and turned towards the small courtyard, where he had prepared tea.
"Here is your New Year's gift, keep it."
After everyone sat down, Yuan Zhou put several things on the table into the hands of the three people one by one.
What Cheng Zhaomei got was a sandalwood box, which contained some of Yuan Zhou's opinions on pastries.
The gifts were all different. Cheng Ying's was a small strawberry cake, which she had coveted for a long time. Yuanzhou kept it in mind and gave it to her during the Chinese New Year.
"Master, you are so kind. This is my favorite." Cheng Ying held the small cake and narrowed her eyes with a smile.
Mrs. Cheng's is a box of snow-white pastries. Cheng Zhaomei once said that Mrs. Cheng is from Chaozhou, Guangdong Province, so Yuanzhou thought of making this.
When she got it, Mrs. Cheng's eyes widened and she looked very surprised and happy. She held the box carefully in her hand. She was very pleased with this pastry.
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