Chapter 565 A Real Foodie

However, the old man still wouldn't tell Yuan Zhou. He was stimulated and wanted to show off the good things in Yuan Zhou in front of his old friends. Unexpectedly, the old man from the tax bureau beat him to it, saying that he had drunk good tea. .

What I described at the beginning was that it was an over-the-top tea. It was almost as if it was the tea with the big red envelope from the legendary mother tree.

After asking for the address, I found out that I drank it here in Yuanzhou. Now the old man believed it and rushed over.

It’s true that the old man couldn’t help but not believe it. Others described it as lavish and glamorous, and the old man also had reservations. But here in Yuanzhou, he wouldn’t be surprised even if he drank the mother tree Dahongpao.

"Who knew this guy could use Qimen Spring Tea to make tea eggs?" The old man thought with his heart still bleeding.

Fortunately, the old man was not really a troublesome person. After waiting for a while, he saw that Yuan Zhou was really just concentrating on carving, and left on his own.

At this time, Yuanzhou had just finished carving the image of a donkey clawing its hooves.

"This old man is really obsessed with tea." Yuanzhou muttered and continued carving.

The whole afternoon passed while Yuan Zhou was honing his carving skills.

Dinner time started as usual after Yuan Zhou prepared the ingredients.

"Tu tu tu tu tu" came the sound of a battery tricycle.

This battery-operated tricycle is bright red, just like the kind of tricycles that usually run on the street to solicit passengers. If it is different from those, maybe it is that although this car is not old, it is relatively clean.

You could tell at a glance that the blanket spread on the back seat where the two of them were sitting was very clean.

As soon as the car stopped, an old man wearing a military green coat and a woolen hat with a smile on his face came straight to Yuanzhou's shop.

"Hey, it seems that I came at just the right time." The old man took off his gloves, put them directly in the back seat, and came over to line up and prepare to go in.

The old man driving a battery tricycle looked to be in his sixties, with a smile on his face. He looked quite amiable, but Zhou Jia greeted him as soon as he arrived.

"Uncle Zhang, you are here, what are you going to eat today?" Zhou Jia asked with a smile.

"Me? I need to eat some meat today. It's the beginning of the month again." The number Uncle Zhang took was a reservation number, and it happened to be his turn.

"Yes, yes, why don't you try the Dongpo elbow?" Zhou Jia looked familiar with Uncle Zhang and teased with a smile.

"The old man can't afford to eat, so let's eat some meat first." As soon as Uncle Zhang entered the door, he skillfully took off his hat and coat, sat down and started to prepare the order.

"Uncle Zhang is here."

"Hello, Uncle Zhang."

"Uncle Zhang, what are you going to eat tonight?"

As soon as Uncle Zhang sat down, most of the people waiting for their meals and those who were eating greeted him.

Uncle Zhang nodded cheerfully and greeted everyone back one by one.

"I eat meatballs, and I will eat Su meatballs today." The old man told Zhou Jia directly.

"Okay, wait a moment." It was Yuan Zhou who answered this time.

Uncle Zhang is not a regular customer of Yuanzhou's shop. He only comes once a month, not more.

But even so, many regular customers also got to know Uncle Zhang, because he is indeed an interesting person.

"Who is this person?" Huang Ye curiously asked Mazhida beside him.

"This is Uncle Zhang, here to eat." Ma Zhida said directly.

"I can still tell this. I mean you all seem to know each other?" Huang Ye was a little surprised.

"Of course, this old man is very interesting. It would be great if I could be so free and easy." Mazhida was still a little envious in his words.

"What do you mean?" Huang Ye didn't know.

"Uncle Zhang drives an electric tricycle to solicit customers. Do you know how much he earns in a month?" Mazhida said mysteriously.

"Maybe four or five thousand?" Huang Ye said uncertainly.

In his opinion, for four to five thousand a month, it is still okay to come to Yuanzhou to eat here once in a while.

"There are not that many, only two or three thousand. Uncle Zhang is old after all." Ma Zhida shook his head.

"Then he comes a lot? Is his family nice?" Huang Ye was even more confused.

"Of course not. Uncle Zhang is alone. He only has enough to eat and the whole family is not hungry. He only comes once a month and eats more than one thousand or two thousand at a time." Ma Zhida said directly.

"How will you live after this?" Huang Ye asked in surprise.

"Uncle Zhang has been living normally since then, but Uncle Zhang has a good personality. Every time he comes here, he will talk about things when he was young, which is quite fun." Ma Zhida has been paying attention to Uncle Zhang, waiting to tell the story.

"This is too willful. There is no plan for a rainy day." Huang Ye shook his head repeatedly, really unable to understand what Uncle Zhang was doing.

In his opinion, it is too extravagant to come here only once a month and eat such expensive food. This approach is really not advisable.

"I know you can't understand. When Uncle Zhang finishes telling the story, you can ask yourself and you will know." Mazhida was a little mysterious when he said it.

"I'm not curious." Huang Ye shook his head gently.

Huang Ye has a gentle personality and doesn't like to directly interfere in other people's lives.

"If you don't ask, of course someone will." After Ma Zhida finished speaking, he concentrated on listening to the story.

Uncle Zhang is very good at telling stories. Even the sad ones seem to him to have a bit of joy in life, and he also has a gentle smile on his face.

This made Huang Ye, who was not interested in listening to the story, look askance.

Halfway through the story, Yuan Zhou served the meal himself.

"Your old Dongpo Suwan and Mibai are making soy sauce rice." Yuan Zhou gently put down the dinner plate.

"Thank you, Boss Yuan. Without your craftsmanship, life would be no fun." Uncle Zhang cheerfully picked up the chopsticks, took a quick bite, and then said with squinted eyes.

"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Zhou nodded and accepted the compliment.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Uncle Zhang waved his hand and started eating directly.

When eating, he doesn't tell stories, he just eats seriously.

However, the old man was very satisfied when he ate everything. He ate happily and carefully, not even a drop of soup was left.

That way, it's like Wu Hai licking the plate every time.

"Uncle, if you eat like this every month, where will you get the money if you get sick and need to be hospitalized?" A young girl asked hesitantly.

"At my age, if I'm hospitalized, I won't survive for a few days. I'll sell the house then and just live in it." Uncle Zhang wiped his mouth and said without thinking.

"What if there is money left over?" House prices are so expensive that this is the question that comes up when people hear about selling a house.

"They must have donated it." Huang Ye thought to himself.

"What's left? That's not possible. If I'm hospitalized, I'll have to be pushed to Boss Yuan's shop to eat every day. This is the best way to taste it." Uncle Zhang looked at the plate carefully and saw that it was indeed very clean. said.

"Huh?" Huang Ye and the people in the store didn't know about Uncle Zhang, so they were a little confused for a moment. This answer was interesting.

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