Chapter 451 Wu Hai’s Whimsical Thoughts (Part 1)

"I think your rewards every time are so unexpected." When Yuan Zhou said this, he obviously gritted his teeth.

However, the system did not respond.

"Receive the reward." Yuan Zhou sighed and finally received the reward.

Yuan Zhou still thinks clearly, something is much better than nothing.

"Patter patter" The light rain kept falling outside the door.

"Huh, this pot looks very good. I'll have a late-night snack myself." Yuan Zhou said with interest after receiving the spicy hot pot recipe, touching his chin.

"Tap tap tap" Yuan Zhou stepped out of the store.

With a "huh" sound, a gust of cold wind blew over.

"It's quite cold." Yuan Zhou was wearing a Hanfu with a Chinese coat underneath. He didn't wear any thermal underwear. After all, it was too much to move around.

And the main thing is that the store is very warm, like spring.

Even the flowers on the shelf are still in bloom.

"Little Yuan, please don't come out to carve flowers today. It's too cold today." Boss Tong immediately stretched his head out and said when he saw Yuan Zhou coming out.

"Well, don't worry, please pay attention to your health." Yuan Zhou nodded, and then said with concern.

"I'll close the door soon, but I don't dare to compete with you young people." Boss Tong said with a smile.

"Okay, you go to bed early." Yuan Zhou smiled slightly.

"I know." Boss Tong nodded, then turned around and walked in.

Now the small street became deserted.

Originally, the shops on this street were closed and transferred frequently, but the emergence of Yuanzhou's small store suddenly turned it into a prosperous and lively place. Now there is no one on the street, but every shop is open. The door is open, waiting for guests to come.

However, there were especially many customers during meal times, which made those who were not restaurant owners change their meal times.

Stagger the time just to do more business.

After all, Yuanzhou's store now has a queue, so those who are at the very back of the queue can naturally hang out.

"What are you doing, little Boss Yuan, standing here?" Boss Wang held up a big black umbrella and asked casually as he passed by the door of Yuanzhou's shop with a slight limp.

"Look at the weather." Yuan Zhou said seriously.

"The weather is bad, but it won't affect your business, so don't worry." Boss Wang laughed and said seriously.

"Where are you going?" Yuan Zhou did not answer, but asked instead.

"I'll buy some steamed buns from the front and make some salt-fried pork to go with the steamed buns today." Boss Wang said with a smile.

Although Boss Wang spoke authentic Chengdu dialect, he liked to eat steamed buns. Yuan Zhou knew this and nodded.

"Then go ahead and be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou said politely.

"Yes." Boss Wang nodded and walked forward.

"Pap tap tap tap." Boss Wang took two steps forward and then stopped. He turned around and asked with a friendly and affirmative smile on his chubby face, "Boss Yuan, are there any problems with the sewer pipes? If you need anything, please call me." I."

"I know Uncle Wang's craftsmanship, and it's very useful now." Yuan Zhou immediately said with certainty.

"That's good." Boss Wang was so happy that he walked away with an umbrella.

As soon as Boss Wang walked away, the street became quiet again. Only the sound of raindrops could be heard. Yuanzhou suddenly had a funny temperament and said to himself, "Should I recite poems when it rains?"

"The light rain on Tianjie is so moist, wait a minute, that boy Wu Hai seems to be on the second floor, forget it." Yuan Zhou just shook his head and read out, and immediately thought of Wu Hai who lived opposite, and stopped immediately.

Yuanzhou, who was satisfied with the occasional joke, remembered his image as a male god, so he held it back and went directly back to the shop to start cooking the hot pot base to prepare it for the evening.

It was evening soon, and Zhou Jia was the first to enter the store as usual.

"Hiss, it's so cold." Zhou Jia breathed into her hands and muttered softly.

"There is a hot handkerchief by the door. You can use it and give the rest to the diners." Yuan Zhou said without raising his head.

"Well, thank you, boss." Zhou Jia burst out laughing after hearing this.

Said very loudly.

"Go." Yuan Zhou nodded.

Zhou Jia took two steps forward. Where the meals were usually placed, there was now a large rattan basket filled with steaming white towels. There was an insulating pad underneath the basket, and the white steam was rising, making it look very warm. look like.

"The boss is so kind." Zhou Jia picked up a handkerchief with a suitable temperature and wiped her hands carefully, feeling very happy.

This handkerchief was originally bought by Yuan Zhou himself to wipe the diners with water when it rained. Of course, the boxer eating egg fried rice also used such a clean and soft white towel to wipe blood.

Zhou Jia habitually looked at the menu while wiping her hands. This habit has followed Zhou Jia and Shen Min since the last time they didn't know there were new dishes.

"Boss, have you introduced hot pot?" Zhou Jia asked in surprise.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Great, but what does the line of characters above mean?" Zhou Jia was happy at first, but then became a little confused when she saw the small lines of characters.

"That's what it means literally." Yuan Zhou said calmly.

"Oh, okay." Zhou Jia seemed to understand, but didn't ask any more questions.

And Yuanzhou didn't want to explain, after all, he himself was very sad about such a willful system.

Zhou Jia looked at the price clearly, and then checked that the business hours were up. She stepped forward and shouted to start eating, then returned to the store to distribute towels to diners.

"This is the hot towel provided by the boss. You can wipe your hands or face." Zhou Jia held the heavy basket and said with a smile to every diner who came in.

"Oh, it is indeed a cold-faced and warm-hearted little compass." Wu Hai picked up the towel and teased while wiping it.

"What is that?" Yuan Zhou asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's your nickname." Wu Hai said matter-of-factly.

"Did you take it?" Yuan Zhou asked very seriously.

"Of course not." Wu Hai said without any psychological burden.

The beast's instinct told him that admitting would have no good consequences, so Wu Hai refused to admit it without hesitation.

"Oh." Yuan Zhou silently put down the god-level kitchen knife in his hand without leaving any trace.

"There is a new hot pot dish available today." Zhou Jia suddenly said to Wu Hai after distributing towels.

Although the price is not the most expensive, the reason is that Wuhai and the others might try it.

"I, Cao, is it spicy? Come and try one. I have long wanted to eat the hot pot made by Boss Yuan." Wu Hai immediately said to Zhou Jia.

He didn't even bother to tease Yuan Zhou. This was too normal for Wu Hai, who was always in love with others.

"Mr. Wu, you can take a look at the menu first." Zhou Jia said enthusiastically.

"It's okay, I've long been used to Boss Yuan's prices." Wu Hai said nonchalantly.

"No, you'll know just by looking at it." Zhou Jia insisted.

"Do you still have any doubts?" Wu Hai turned his head in confusion.

I was stunned for a moment...