"Boss Yuan, this is the Kaitang lotus root bar from Sanjia Village. It has a natural fragrance and no other smell." Ling Hong took a sip of the lotus root powder in his mouth and said affirmatively.
"Yes, only tender lotus roots meet the standards for lotus root starch." Yuanzhou stated his criteria for selecting lotus roots.
"Everyone else chooses old lotus root. It turns out that this new lotus root has such a taste." Ling Hong used to eat old lotus root and thought that old lotus root had more flavor.
In fact, not only Ling Hong, but also Yuan Mei only eats new lotus roots, so it is called "Eternal Lotus Roots". I didn't expect to see this kind of care in this small shop.
Ling Hong was conquered again.
"You'll know after you taste it slowly." Wu Hai interrupted.
Lotus root starch still has to be tasted carefully to taste. Wu Hai ate very slowly this time, and his hungry stomach was slowly filled with warm lotus root starch.
Lotus root starch itself is very rich in nutrients and has been eaten for thousands of years. It has always been favored by literati and poets.
Wu Hai, who didn't like sweet food at first, now likes this slightly sweet taste.
"Boss Yuan, you probably didn't put any sugar in this." Wu Hai said firmly.
"No need to let go" Yuan Zhou nodded and said affirmatively.
"This is good, this is just right." Wu Hai said after taking the last bite.
"It's really just right, but after eating this, I have a big appetite and I don't feel full at all. Boss Yuan, you are so unkind." Ling Hong's lotus leaf bowl was scraped clean with a spoon. It was not in vain that he still thought about it while on a business trip. It was really tasty.
"That's right, I feel like I can eat two more bowls of egg fried rice after eating this." Wu Hai breathed a sigh of relief and immediately agreed with Ling Hong.
"Well, clean up your stomach and go out to eat." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
"Haha, you are kidding me. After eating this, I will eat something else immediately." Ling Hong felt that even if he was not picky about food, he would not be able to eat delicious food, so he immediately went to eat a meal that was several times higher.
"I think Boss Yuan should be responsible for this situation." Wu Hai said firmly.
"Yes, be responsible." The diners who had just finished drinking the lotus root starch began to agree.
"We only provide one kind of breakfast for the time being. This is the rule." Yuan Zhou served the lotus root noodles ordered by others and said seriously.
"It's the same sentence every time. It's really a compass." Ling Hong complained speechlessly.
"Thank you for the compliment." Yuan Zhou accepted it happily. In his opinion, it was a compliment.
"Boss Yuan's understanding is always refreshing to me." Ling Hong said with emotion.
"It's true, it happens every time." The diners on the side also nodded with understanding.
"Sometimes I really wish you had a girlfriend. I wonder if you would still be so principled." Ling Hong suddenly said curiously.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou frowned, thought for a moment and nodded.
"If she wants to eat two portions, won't you give it to her?" The diner became interested.
"Give mine to her." Yuan Zhou said firmly.
"What if she just wants you to make another one?" Ling Hong has a deep understanding of how girls can be unreasonable.
"No, she loves me." Yuan Zhou said confidently.
"Then I'll wait for your rejection, provided you find a girlfriend first." Ling Hong said with a wicked smile.
This is simply impossible. With Yuan Zhou being such a poor talker, how can he possibly be able to speak to a girl? What's more, are boyfriends and girlfriends reasonable
Ling Hong felt that Yuan Zhou was still too naive.
"Well, there will be." Yuanzhou has always been extremely confident in his own charm. After all, he is a handsome boy.
The day passed quickly, and the foursome also worked hard to do what they promised. Although they did not ask Yuan Zhou to apologize again, they now did what they promised willingly.
This is paying for your own impulses.
However, Yuanzhou didn't know this and was just doing his own thing seriously. As for making meals for them, it was still early.
At 7:40 pm, the man with a scarred face came to the store again.
"Boss Yuan, a piece of egg fried rice." The man covered his right cheek and said in a vague voice.
Yuan Zhou's eyes were sharp, he took out a towel with a lotus pattern, wrapped something in it and handed it over directly.
"Catch" Yuan Zhou without saying much.
"Thank you." The man stretched out his left hand and felt it for a while before letting go of his right hand and applying a towel to his face.
When the man took his hand away, the diners next to him saw that the right side of his face was swollen and the corner of his mouth was cracked and bleeding. It looked very serious.
At this time, Yuan Zhou served egg fried rice, "Use your fried rice slowly."
"Thank you." The man thanked him first, then paused and said, "I lost."
"I know." Yuan Zhou's tone was calm, neither regretful nor surprised, and he didn't even ask about the injury on his face.
The man was also used to Yuan Zhou's answer. After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and started eating fried rice.
Seeing such a strange conversation between the two, some regular diners couldn't help it anymore and spoke directly.
This person was Chen Wei, who rarely came over for dinner. He saw what kind of injury it was and asked, "What's your face?"
"Are you asking about this?" The man seemed not used to communicating with others and spoke very slowly, but he was surprised when he looked at Chen Wei.
"Well, it looks like he was beaten. It happens every time." Chen Wei said with certainty.
"He was beaten, that's true." The man's long sentence was not very clear.
"Can you tell me the reason?" Chen Wei frowned. As a martial arts instructor, he naturally knew that being beaten like this was serious. He frowned with dignity.
"It's okay, don't worry." The man wanted to smile but it was pulled to the corner of his mouth, looking even weirder.
"Can't you say?" Chen Wei frowned, looking a bit scary with his big and thick look.
"No, I'm a boxer. I'm an amateur. I'm not professional." The man spoke very awkwardly. Every time he spoke, he pulled the corners of his mouth, which looked painful.
"Are you familiar with Boss Yuan?" Chen Wei became even more confused.
If you were a boxer, it would be understandable to have such an injury, and you could also explain the victory or defeat, but why do you have to tell Yuan Zhou every time
"Not familiar." Boxer was a little hungry and took a bite of fried rice before answering.
"Then why do you say that every time? You don't come here often." Chen Wei pointed out directly that he was not a regular visitor.
"Well, I don't come here often. I come after the game." The boxer put down his spoon.
"Why is that?" Chen Wei wanted to know the answer.
"Boss Yuan is always here because." The boxer said softly.
"Yeah." Chen Wei understood somewhat.
Unknowingly, Boss Yuan became a boxer's tree hole.
It's like if you tell a secret to a tree hole, although there won't be any reply, you will definitely listen.
Chen Wei is good at martial arts and knows a bit about the boxing industry. He also knows that amateur fights like this don’t pay much.
This also makes it understandable why he came after the fight.
Looking back at Yuan Zhou, Chen Wei showed a smile on his face and looked very happy.
Since then, boxers have maintained the habit of coming to Yuanzhou's store after a match.
But now, without him having to say anything, someone is asking him about winning or losing the game... (.,, your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-10-15 05:28:56