Chapter 907 Star-Chasing Ling Hong

There is a saying that it is rare to know each other in life, and Yuan Zhou feels this sentence very well. It would be such a blessing to have a friend who allows you to complain and talk to someone without any worries. Unfortunately, Yuan Zhou does not have such a friend.

Or maybe it was because of the death of his parents that Yuan Zhou didn't dare to have such friends.

After Zhou Shijie listened, he nodded to indicate that he understood.

Yuan Zhou continued: "If it were you, what would you do to ease and vent this emotion?"

"Maybe I'm getting old and don't value life and death so much anymore, especially after my wife died." Zhou Shijie said: "At least I think so. There shouldn't be anything that can make me emotionally fluctuate too much, but last year, I learned that my friend who I had known for more than 20 years died. In fact, it is more appropriate to say that he was an enemy. He spoke very harshly and I didn’t like him. But after learning the news, I felt sad that I couldn’t even understand."

Yuanzhou listened carefully.

"Although it is said that time will forget many things, I was so uncomfortable at the time that I couldn't wait for the time to forget, so I went to the place where my friend lived and gave his family some help." Zhou Shijie said: "Slowly, I'm much better."

Yuan Zhou said: "But I don't know where he lives at all. I don't even know if he has any relatives."

Zhou Shijie said: "Then at least you know his name. Since we meet often, why don't you check it out and find out?"

Yuanzhou was silent. Indeed, many things could be found out if you spend more time and investigate.

"People will die when they get old. People are not machines. It is certain that they will be sad, but don't let this sadness become a thorn stuck in your throat." Zhou Shijie said: "It is fake to empathize, so I can only say I have had a similar experience, and I hope it can help you."

"Thank you, President Zhou." Yuan Zhou bowed solemnly to Zhou Shijie. It is true that people will die, but Yuan Zhou hopes that all he leaves behind in the shop are good memories.

After such revelations and the president's guidance, Yuan Zhou felt much better.

While the two were talking, they had already walked out of the blond market and arrived at the door, which was not spacious.

In fact, it was originally quite spacious, but due to the many stalls, it became smaller.

There was a black Volkswagen sedan parked next to the door. The driver was getting out of the car and waiting in the passenger seat, looking very low-key.

Zhou Shijie did not go to the passenger seat, but went to the back seat, obviously wanting to sit with Yuan Zhou. The driver quickly opened the back seat and waited aside.

"Get in the car." Zhou Shijie turned around and motioned for Yuan Zhou to get on first.

"Okay, you get in first." Yuan Zhou turned the corner and got into the back seat from the other side.

"Go and drive to Taoxi Road." Seeing Yuan Zhou seizing the opportunity, Zhou Shijie smiled and said to the driver beside him.

"Okay, President." The driver nodded and got into the driving seat.

On the way, Zhou Shijie did not keep talking, but closed his eyes for a long time, while Yuan Zhou sat quietly thinking about the Three Fragrances Released to the Sea that he did today, as well as the demonstration store, birthdays, what he said just now, etc. Anyway, Just now my mind is in a mess.

The Jinfa Market is not far from Yuanzhou's store. The car drove smoothly and arrived at the Taoxi intersection in about half an hour.

Yuan Zhou got off the car first, followed by Zhou Shijie, and the two walked towards the shop together.

Walking to the door, Yuan Zhou opened the door, and Zhou Shijie walked directly in and sat down. When he picked up the menu and was about to look through it, he raised his head and said to Yuan Zhou: "No need to greet me, I will just take a look at it to pass the time."

"Okay, if you need anything, just call me. Now I need to wash up and prepare the ingredients." Yuan Zhou was not polite, nodded directly, and then said seriously.

"Only when it's clean can you make delicious food." Zhou Shijie waved his hand and looked at the menu.

Yuan Zhou washed up quickly. Zhou Shijie had just finished reading the menu and changed into a light gray narrow-sleeved Hanfu. His hair was slightly damp.

"President." Yuan Zhou greeted.

"okay,

Stop greeting me and prepare the ingredients quickly. Otherwise, if the diners know that I delayed your preparation, they will not be able to ask me for an explanation. "Zhou Shijie joked.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded and devoted himself to his work.

At this time, Zhou Shijie began to watch Yuan Zhou's work seriously.

Yuanzhou needs to prepare the ingredients for dinner in the early stage. Some ingredients need to be processed in advance. For example, the Dongpo elbow that has been simmered over low heat needs to be adjusted to a low heat. Some vegetables need to be picked, washed and dried in advance. The vermicelli made from ants climbing a tree needs to be soaked for a few times. It will be faster if you do it for a while.

In short, there are still a lot of things that need to be done, but Yuan Zhou does them one by one in an orderly manner without any chaos.

The time between washing vegetables and making vermicelli is well connected.

"Xiao Yuan is very good at small things and takes it seriously." Zhou Shijie sighed with emotion.

Because the door of the shop was open, Zhou Shijie noticed that Wu Hai had come down the stairs opposite in his slippers, getting ready for dinner.

"Xiao Yuan, I went out to line up, otherwise I'll be in vain if I can't eat for a while." After Zhou Shijie said that, he walked out of the door. He was very disciplined.

Zhou Shijie arrived by chance, just in front of Wu Hai. He walked one step ahead of Wu Hai, and at just the right time, he was right in front of Wu Hai. Before Wu Hai could say anything, Ling Hong, who had just arrived, spoke.

"Aren't you the first one today?" Ling Hong asked in surprise.

"Do you still have your legs?" Wu Hai stabbed people's hearts.

Yes, after what happened with Uncle Jia earlier, everyone finally knew that Ling Hong almost had his legs broken by his grandfather because he ate Yuanzhou's tea eggs.

That's why Wu Hai teased Ling Hong like this.

"That's how fast I ran." Ling Hong said proudly.

"I think your grandfather deliberately kept you alive." Wu Hai stroked his moustache and said seriously: "After all, you have had several girlfriends, but none of them got pregnant."

"It's all because I run fast." Ling Hong firmly believed that it was because his escape skills worked.

Wu Hai looked disbelieving and looked Ling Hong up and down.

"Stop talking about this, do you know that O'Neal? I heard that he is coming to China." Ling Hong suddenly said to Wu Hai with excitement on his face.

"Well, O'Neill? George Bernard O'Neill came to China? No, I remember he has passed away, right?" Wu Hai looked at Ling Hong in confusion.

"Who is George Bernard O'Neill? Who said O'Neill passed away?" Ling Hong asked even more puzzled.

"It's terrible to be uneducated. A famous French painter, one I admire more. Although he was lonely in his later years, he was also a phenomenal painter in his early years. He..."

Wu Hai entered the explanation mode and spoke a lot of information that most people could not understand. Ling Hong turned his body sideways and did not want to talk to him. What the hell, he was not talking about the same person at all.