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Chapter 147: Lottery mechanism

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"A pot of wine among the bamboos, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to the bright moon, and make three people in the shadow." Yuan Zhou was drinking wine and eating vegetables, and suddenly became inspired by poetry. He changed a word and read it out.

It is true that drinking makes people brave. How could Yuan Zhou drink and recite poems in ordinary times

Early the next morning, Yuan Zhou came downstairs with a small box. The box was making a ping-pong-pang-pong sound, and he didn't know what was inside.

It was still early in the morning, so Yuan Zhou decided to make soup dumplings. There were too many people waiting to eat soup dumplings every day. Every time he said there were no soup dumplings in the morning, Yuan Zhou's face was very confident, but the eyes of those people were scary, which made people laugh. shudder.

After kneading the dough and rolling it out, when Mu Xiaoyun came and saw Yuan Zhou making soup dumplings, he couldn't help but grin.

"Boss, there are soup dumplings today."

"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded while wearing a mask.

Mu Xiaoyun also knew that Yuan Zhou rarely spoke when cooking, so that he could concentrate as much as possible. Mu Xiaoyun happily took the rag and began to wipe the tables and chairs without any dust.

As soon as I wiped it, I saw the new decoration. On the right wall, the cherry shrimp wall almost occupied the entire wall. The shrimps swimming slowly inside were almost invisible, just like beautiful pink petals.

"It's so beautiful. Are these petals?" Mu Xiaoyun stepped forward and couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch the glass and sighed.

Standing in front of the wall, Mu Xiaoyun stared blankly at the cherry shrimp swimming slowly inside. After a while, he realized, "This is actually a shrimp, so cute."

The cherry shrimp inside is pink. The cherry shrimp itself is very small, but there are smaller ones. The smaller cherry shrimp are light pink, so the inside is like a beautiful sea of cherry blossoms, with deep and shallow pink petals flying.

Although he was not yet proficient in the skill of rolling out the dough with one hand and making the soup dumplings with the other, Yuan Zhou also went into battle with both hands at a very fast speed, and the thirty-two wrinkled soup dumplings stayed obediently in the steamer.

It wasn't until everyone was loaded into the steamer and started steaming that Yuan Zhou took off his mask and said, "There is a box here. If someone orders the Pitong wine from above today, let him smoke it. If it's red, come over and drink at night, but not white."

"The boss has come out with something new, which is great." Mu Xiaoyun came back to his senses and said happily.

"Well, remember." Yuan Zhou warned carefully.

"No problem, what is that boss, is it a shrimp?" Mu Xiaoyun pointed at the cherry shrimp wall and asked curiously.

"Yeah, shrimp." Yuan Zhou nodded affirmatively, without any intention of clearing up the confusion.

Mu Xiaoyun was about to continue asking when Wu Hai walked in with heavy steps.

"Are you open today?" Wu Hai looked haggard, and his tone was vicious, as if he would bite Yuan Zhou if he said no.

"There are also soup dumplings open today." Mu Xiaoyun hurriedly stepped forward and said.

Yuan Zhou nodded on the side.

"That's great, I want both Xiao Long Bao and Egg Fried Rice Set." Wu Hai immediately said with a ferocious smile.

"The old rule is that there is no egg fried rice, only soup dumplings." Yuan Zhou was not afraid of Wu Hai's scary expression and said calmly.

"One soup dumpling is not enough for me today. I haven't eaten for two days." Wu Hai slumped on his chair with a determined look on his face.

"Yes, there are noodles in soup." Yuanzhou said with certainty after thinking about the noodles left in the fresh-keeping cabinet.

"Great, clear soup noodles, clear soup noodle set, and a small steamed bun." Wu Hai straightened up and ordered three portions in one go.

"Wait a moment." Yuanzhou served the soup dumplings first.

Wu Hai didn't like to dip his soup dumplings in vinegar, and Yuan Zhou knew that, so he didn't ask.

The next thing I could hear was Wu Hai's various sounds of inhaling, "hissing", continuing to eat, and sucking the soup. After a while, he swallowed a soup dumpling.

"I'm finally alive." Wu Hai sighed as he cleared his chest.

"What's wrong, Brother Wu?" Mu Xiaoyun asked curiously from the side.

"Boss Yuan, if you close the store again in the future, I will sit in front of your store and never leave." Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou who was below and said with certainty.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaoyun asked again.

"Oh, Xiaoyun is here. It's okay. I'm just hungry for two days." Wu Hai then turned to look at Mu Xiaoyun and said in a pitiful tone.

"Why don't you eat?" Mu Xiaoyun thought that Wu Hai was a rich man who paid without blinking every time, so how could he not be able to afford food.

"Where can I eat when your boss doesn't open the door?" Wu Hai asked, and then said: "But fortunately, your boss opened the store on time. It's worth my two days to worship every day."

"Huh?" Mu Xiaoyun was a little dumbfounded.

"Nothing." Wu Hai waved his hand.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoyun really couldn't say anything. Suddenly, an idea flashed over her and she pointed at the price list and said, "Now there is a new product, it's wine."

"Really? There's actually wine." Wu Hai looked back curiously.

The price list on the wall is clearly marked, Pitong wine: 88/pot (four taels)

"It really does exist. What kind of wine is this?" Wu Hai also liked wine very much, but he didn't seem to have heard of this wine.

"You'll understand after you drink it." Yuanzhou served two portions of noodle soup.

"I've been talking about wine for a while, and I'm starving to death." As he said this, Wu Hai picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles with a splash, occasionally eating a clove of garlic, and never stopped when he opened his mouth.

"Boss Yuan is indeed trustworthy. Is this the new decoration?" At this time, a man walked in from the door. He was wearing a blue and white plaid shirt, jeans, and neat short hair. He was a refreshing and clean boy.

"Yes, it looks good." Mu Xiaoyun said proudly.

"It's really beautiful, but are there petals inside?" the man asked curiously.

"These are not flower petals, I'm afraid they are some kind of animal." Before Mu Xiaoyun could say anything, Yin Ya's voice came from behind.

"Yes, alive." Seeing Yin Ya's questioning eyes, Yuan Zhou nodded in response.

"Is this the shrimp bought by that person before?" Yin Ya, being a girl, was more attentive and immediately discovered the shrimp bought by Chef Yu's son, swimming happily inside.

"Put it in and raise it together, and take a look at it." Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.

The man who triggered the cherry shrimp wall scene task two days ago also walked in from outside.

"Boss Yuan is hiding his secrets. It's hard for us to make a living here, but I'm the master of my craft." The man said this as soon as he opened his mouth, and his tone became gentler.

"You know? Tell me what kind of spectacle Boss Yuan has created." The refreshing and clean boy looked curious.

"Okay, this thing is a cherry shrimp, because it looks the same color as cherry blossoms. Judging from the color and size, it should be a sakura shrimp. This kind of shrimp is only found in Donggang, Pingtung, and Suruga Bay, Shizuoka Prefecture, Fuso Honshu. Produced in other places, either they cannot be cultured, or they are improved in Taiwan, and the color is not as clear and beautiful as the cherry shrimp."

The man talked eloquently and looked very researched.

"Are you in the seafood business?" The boy looked at Sakura and then at the man.

"That's not true. I used to like these little animals to watch." The man said with a rare smile.

"But I'm curious, Boss Yuan, will you raise such a delicate little thing?" He said and turned to look at Yuan Zhou.

Although this cherry shrimp is difficult to raise, it is extremely complicated. If you don't raise it well, it will easily die in the tank. However, those who love beauty will find it difficult to refuse its beauty.

Yuan Zhou: “…”(.)