Chapter 935 Free Late Night Snack

Yuan Zhou was busy with his evening business, but Zhou Shijie started to sigh.

"If I had known earlier, I would have put Xiao Yuan last to eat. Zhiyuan's score today would definitely not be high." Zhou Shijie sat on the sofa, feeling a little regretful.

"I hope it won't be too low. Objectively speaking, Zhiyuan is pretty good, but I want to eat something tasty now." Zhou Shijie smacked his mouth.

Thinking of Yuan Zhou and Zhou Shijie, he suddenly remembered the extremely spicy feeling yesterday, which stimulated the secretion of saliva in his mouth.

Zhang Yan is also worried about Zhou Shijie. After all, he is the president of the Sichuan Cuisine Association. Even if he can only choose one demonstration restaurant, he also hopes that there will be more and more chefs who are good at cooking Sichuan cuisine.

Only in this way can Sichuan cuisine flourish.

"This kid is simply a weirdo, even better than Zhou Shijie back then." Zhang Yan complained to his wife while cooking spicy boiled fish.

Yes, Zhang Yan is also planning to have something spicy for dinner today, and he will cook it himself.

You should know that Zhang Yan rarely cooks at home. Basically, his wife cooks, but today he cooked spicy boiled fish by himself.

At dinner time, Wu Hai arrived at the store on time. He was originally planning to ask for Yuan Zhou's mulberry jam, but when he saw the jam prepared for other regular customers in the store, he immediately changed his goal.

As expected, he grabbed Ling Hong's jam, and shamelessly started to cheat Tang Qian out of his hand.

At this moment, he forgot about asking for credit, so he naturally didn't say how his meal was today.

Yuanzhou never thought of asking this. After all, he was very confident in his craftsmanship, so he just stood aside and watched the show secretly.

Wu Hai was trying to catch the jam in Ling Hong's arms, but Ling Hong turned his back to Wu Hai and avoided Wu Hai's hand.

"Well, Wu Hai is still as nimble as ever, but Ling Hongsheng is taller and has longer legs." Yuan Zhou made a very pertinent comment on the two people who were grabbing things.

By the way, Ling Hong is seven or eight centimeters taller than Wu Hai, not to mention that Wu Hai wears slippers all year round, while Ling Hong wears leather shoes all year round.

So Wu Hai kept saying that Ling Hong's leather shoes had some internal growth.

When dinner time was over, Yuanzhou no longer paid attention to the fight for drinks between them, and he began to make instant noodles on his own.

After making the instant noodles, Yuan Zhou did not eat them immediately. He must have eaten them alone late at night so that they would be delicious, and it was too early now.

Speaking of which, the pastry book required by the system helped Yuan Zhou develop a good habit, that is, the habit of reading.

Every day Yuan Zhou would spend half an hour to an hour reading books and absorbing new knowledge.

"A thoughtful, connotative, and skilled man, all he needs now is a girlfriend." Yuan Zhou said seriously while holding the book.

"Mom and Dad, you have to hurry up and give me a girl." Yuan Zhou looked serious.

You must know that Yuanzhou made a wish years ago.

After finishing his daily banter, Yuan Zhou began to read.

At this glance, it was the end of the tavern time. He didn't put down the book in his hand until Shen Min packed up and was ready to leave.

"Boss Yuan, I'm going back." Shen Min stood at the door and said goodbye.

"Be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou walked to the door and watched Shen Min leave.

"See you tomorrow." Shen Min said and ran quickly to the platform. The last train was almost here.

As usual, the last train arrived as soon as Shen Min arrived at the platform. When he saw Shen Min getting on the bus, Yuan Zhou was about to turn around and go back to the store.

"Mr. Wei?" Yuan Zhou's turning movements froze for a moment, and then he spoke calmly.

Yes, Mr. Wei was standing in the shadows on the other side of the shop, just opposite to the direction Shen Min left. If Yuan Zhou hadn't turned around, he wouldn't have been able to see him.

"Good evening, Boss Yuan." Mr. Wei stepped out of the shadows and nodded.

Seeing Mr. Wei step out of the shadows, Yuanzhou breathed a sigh of relief. However, he would not admit that he was startled just now. He just said in a calm tone: "Mr. Wei didn't drink today."

Yuanzhou remembered that Mr. Wei was not among the people drinking today.

Mr. Wei's daughter has some leg problems. Sometimes he brings his daughter to drink, but recently it seems that he comes alone.

"Well, no me." Mr. Wei said.

"Then why haven't you gone home yet and were passing by?" Yuan Zhou said.

"I didn't get a drink today. I just walked here after get off work. I saw your door open and came to take a look." Mr. Wei's words seemed like explanations, but they were a bit strange, but Yuanzhou didn't ask any more questions. mean.

For a moment, the two of them stood so quietly on the street hung with red lanterns. Mr. Wei's face had a blank expression, as if he didn't know what was going on.

"I'm going to make instant noodles. I can't finish them all by myself. Mr. Wei, would you like to drop by for some?" Yuan Zhou suddenly said.

"Okay, then I'm welcome." Mr. Wei was stunned for a moment, looked at Yuan Zhou and then nodded.

"Please come in," Yuan Zhou said.

There was still a bit of cool breeze blowing from the street outside. Although it wasn't cold, it wasn't comfortable either. But as soon as I entered the shop, I felt warm again.

"Sit anywhere you want." After Yuanzhou said that, he opened the partition and entered the kitchen.

Mr. Wei sat in the middle of the long curved table and watched Yuan Zhou get busy.

"Did Boss Yuan make this noodles himself?" Mr. Wei asked.

"If you want instant noodles, make some yourself." Yuan Zhou nodded, took out two round noodle cakes, threw them directly into the pot and started cooking.

"This noodle looks the same as the instant noodles sold outside," Mr. Wei said.

"That's what I did." Yuan Zhou nodded.

Mr. Wei nodded, and then watched Yuan Zhou scatter the instant noodles in the pot with chopsticks.

"Gudong Gudong" is the sound of boiling water, accompanied by a unique aroma of instant noodles.

"It's quite fragrant." Mr. Wei said.

Yuan Zhou nodded, then quickly threw the washed vegetables into the pot and cooked them.

The water in the pot was slightly less boiling, but it was still rolling with curly instant noodles. The green vegetables immediately turned from fresh green to emerald green as soon as they were in the pot, and the white leaf stems gradually became transparent.

At this time, Mr. Wei spoke.

"I worked overtime today and am a little tired after finishing my work. Wei Wei should have gone to bed, so she just took a walk on a whim." Mr. Wei said.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded gently. The relationship between Mr. Wei and his daughter was relatively subtle.

"I didn't pay attention. I walked here all of a sudden. When I got here, I didn't want to go back, so I just stood there for a while." Mr. Wei said.

Mr. Wei was talking about the shadow where he just stood.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded, indicating that he was listening.

"I just didn't expect to be able to eat Boss Yuan's midnight snack." Mr. Wei looked at Yuan Zhou and said.

"Don't tell Wu Hai." Yuan Zhou suddenly said.

"That's true. If he knew that I ate the late-night snack made by you, Boss Yuan, he would be in trouble." Mr. Wei smiled for the first time tonight, presumably thinking of Wu Hai's usual behavior.

"Bang" the sound of the bottom of the bowl hitting the wooden table.

"The noodles are ready." Yuan Zhou placed a very ordinary white second-grade bowl on the long curved table.

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