Regarding the system's current reaction, Yuanzhou just wanted to say, "What did you do last night?"
The system did not mean to explain, and directly issued the task.
[Side Task] Get up early in the morning and exercise for an hour every day. The exercise method is of your own choice.
(Task description: As a God of Cooking, even if you are just a rookie in the God of Cooking, you cannot be beaten. Young man, let’s exercise and run towards the sunset.)
[Task Reward] Excellent knife skills.
(Bonus note: With this knife skill, my mother no longer has to worry about my cutting vegetables.)
"System, your program is broken, or you are infected by an unknown virus." Yuan Zhou was shocked by the cheerful mission description and reward description.
There was silence and the system was unresponsive.
"Will you be able to return to normal next time? I doubt you have been infected by the virus." Yuan Zhou said tentatively.
As for the system, of course there is still no response.
Yuan Zhou stood in the kitchen and after thinking carefully for five minutes, he came to a surprising conclusion, "System, did you just want to make me laugh?"
This conclusion seems illogical, but the great detective Sherlock Holmes once said, "When you eliminate all impossibilities, no matter what is left, even the impossibility must be the truth."
Yuan Zhou firmly believed that this must be the case, otherwise how could he explain the systemic convulsions.
As for this task, of course it suits Yuan Zhou's heart. If he becomes stronger, he can teach others how to behave next time.
And as an excellent chef, it is also necessary to have a strong physique.
But now Yuanzhou has a very important thing to do.
"Dong dong dong" ran up the stairs and got ready to go, while people outside were discussing the panda eyes on Yuan Zhou's face.
"Honestly, Wu Hai, did you do it?" Manman looked at Wu Hai with a serious face and asked in a stern tone.
"I think the problem is that this guy's temper is too weird, so I didn't have time to take action." Wu Hai made no secret of his dissatisfaction with Yuan Zhou.
"That's you." Manman turned to look at another diner.
This man has a crew cut and looks very energetic. He also laughed the loudest just now.
"Of course it's not me. I haven't been here for a long time, but I saw a good show when I came here." Xiao Pingtou said with a satisfied smile.
"Don't look at me, it's not me." The diner who had just asked Yuan Zhou the most enthusiastic question also quickly distanced himself from the relationship.
Manman turned back and looked at Wu Hai with a suspicious expression, "You are still the most suspicious."
"The needle behind the wasp's tail is the most poisonous to a woman's heart. Who knows if it was you who did it." How could Wu Hai show weakness and immediately fight back.
"You are a poisonous woman, huh." Manman snorted in dissatisfaction.
"Stop arguing. No matter who did it, it's easy to relieve your anger. You are a people's hero." As he said this, the little crew chief couldn't help laughing again.
"No, Boss Yuan's panda eyes are quite artistic. I was suddenly inspired to draw an "Angry Panda", which will definitely reach the pinnacle of my art." Wu Hai said with a smirk while stroking his mustache.
However, these people have forgotten one thing. Yuan Zhou cares about his appearance very much. They will see the result of such ridicule soon.
Yuanzhou first called Mu Xiaoyun.
"Xiaoyun, there's no need to come over today or tomorrow. Come back early the day after tomorrow." Yuan Zhou always got straight to the point.
"Okay, boss, are you feeling unwell? Do you want safflower oil?" Mu Xiaoyun asked carefully.
"No, goodbye." Yuan Zhou said and hung up the phone, minding his own business.
"What's wrong?" Mu Xiaojie, who had already gotten out of bed with a splint on, asked curiously when he saw that his sister was unhappy after answering the phone.
"Boss Yuan seems to be injured." Mu Xiaoyun's fair and tender face was full of worry.
"It's okay. Look, I'm still alive and kicking." Mu Xiaojie pointed to his injured leg without caring.
Mu Xiaoyun was amused at this time, but as word spread, all the regular customers knew that Boss Yuan was injured and got a panda eye.
At noon, even those who didn't come often came to watch. Even Yin Ya rushed over with no obvious concern on her face.
Then they found that the door of Yuanzhou's store was closed, with a conspicuous A4 paper stuck on it, and everyone had a bad feeling.
[leave request form
Because my handsome face was plotted by Xiao Xiao, I am no longer handsome, which has seriously affected the normal dining mood of the diners, so I decided to rest until the traces fade away, so as not to disturb everyone's dining mood.
We would like to sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused to you this morning. ]
The signature is of course Yuanzhou, a name familiar to diners.
"What does this mean?" Wu Hai said in disbelief, pulling the collar of the person next to him.
"It's a scam. It's closed again." This man also looked depressed. He didn't care about Wu Hai's rudeness. He just pulled Wu Hai's hand and looked even more depressed.
"Although the words are sincere and seem to be sincere, this is just a lie. It doesn't impress the diners' mood during the meal." Chen Wei also heard about Yuan Zhou's affairs and came over to watch the fun, but now he clenched his fists. "Creak, creak" sound.
"Haha, I use my words sincerely, and I also extend my most sincere apology. Sincerely, your brother-in-law, I promise not to beat you to death." Ling Hong, who had returned from a business trip after a long journey, saw such bad news as soon as he arrived.
"I feel like I can't control my hand anymore. It told me that it wants to fool Boss Yuan." Regular diners also sneered.
"It's like they are thinking about us." The diner said angrily.
There was a lot of noise at the entrance of Yuanzhou's shop, but Yuanzhou on the second floor was sitting there doing his own business.
I saw him taking out a super thick notebook and writing something on it. The tip of the pen rubbed against the paper and made a "swishing" sound.
Moreover, it seemed that this notebook had been used several times, and the cover showed signs of being frequently read.
On the other side, Wu Hai, who was wailing that he was going to starve to death at noon, had not eaten as expected, and lay stretched out in his studio. At night, he hurried downstairs to see if Yuan Zhou had opened the door. He looked like a noodle soup pretending to beg for food.
Seeing that the door was not open, the mustache on his mouth drooped listlessly, and he slowly returned to his studio.
Wu Hai is a typical hypotension devil. If he can't eat, he will suffer from hypotension and hypoglycemia, and then he will be depressed. This is why his manager tries to make him eat in different ways.
Wu Hai, who only had breakfast all day, sat in front of the drawing board all night. His only achievement was to add some work to Zheng Jiawei, who was coming to clean today.
"Irritated." Wu Hai crumpled the drawing into a ball again, gave up on painting, got up and walked to the window, ready to get some air.
Of course, Wu Hai had long been accustomed to opening the window facing Yuan Zhou's shop.
"What the hell is this?" Wu Hai was startled.
Subconsciously, I turned my head and looked at the big clock hanging in the studio. It clearly read 5:36.
"What's going on? It's so unscientific." Wu Hai's expression was very unbelievable.
And it was Yuan Zhou who appeared downstairs at this time... (.,, your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-10-13 12:38:09