This coaxing lasted for half an hour. Zhuang Xinmu finally regained his composure. Wu Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a while and asked tentatively:
"I really spent all my money on eating. There is a store near our company. The food is very delicious, but it is quite expensive. How about we go there for lunch?"
"Okay, I'll go at noon." Zhuang Xinmu agreed. She wanted to see what kind of restaurant meal made her boyfriend miss it so much.
"No problem, Twilight will definitely like it." Wu Zhou touched his girlfriend's head and said with a smile.
The atmosphere in Wuzhou was that the whole room was filled with pink bubbles, but the atmosphere in Yuanzhou was much more serious.
Things start in the morning. Yuanzhou feels that he has been sleeping less recently.
He has to get up at 6:30 every morning, knead the dough and chop it into pieces. This is really difficult for Yuan Zhou, a guy who has never gotten up early since graduating from high school. He used to arrive at work at 10 a.m., but now he opens his own shop until early in the morning. There are too many.
Yuanzhou thought that it was Saturday and most of the people working here had a day off, so he slept in. If there was no accident, Yuanzhou would sleep until half past ten, but an accident happened.
"Why haven't you opened a shop yet?" The old man has been a loyal customer since he was conquered by the deliciousness of egg fried rice and steamed dumplings. However, he usually only comes here every now and then to compliment his wife.
Of course I brought my wife with me.
"Old man, will the young master not open the shop again today?" The amiable old woman with silver hair stood next to the old man and asked doubtfully.
"Probably not. Boss Yuan has only locked him up once." Wu Hai walked over and said lazily.
"It's already half past eight, it's time to open." The old man looked at his watch.
"Oh, I'm already hungry. The Xiaolongbao made by this little chef is so delicious, but the quantity is too small." The old woman recalled with a smile.
With the insistence of the diligent Yuan Zhou and the hard-working old man, the old lady still had the steamed dumplings.
The old lady who was hurriedly brought here by the old man all morning still had a sense of expectation. The main reason was that the egg fried rice set last time was so delicious. Even she, who has been cooking for her whole life, had to express her gratitude. I'm afraid I will never be able to catch up with this skill in ten lifetimes.
The old man is familiar with ordering food.
"Young master, I'm jealous of the two portions of xiaolongbao."
The xiaolongbao that was prepared in advance was naturally served very quickly, so the old lady quickly understood the charm of xiaolongbao.
The steaming steamed dumplings and the aroma wafting out from the steam are intoxicating.
The aroma of the finest meat, together with the slightly spicy ginger and the light sweetness of the flour, will whet your appetite as soon as you smell it.
The crystal clear dough is filled with soup inside, and the meat filling is pink and solidly floating in the soup.
The small and cute emerald green basket, the thin to transparent outer skin, the clearly visible soup and meat fillings, and the aroma that makes your index fingers tickle, this is a picture of gourmet food that makes people excited.
The old woman picked up the brown chopsticks and poked the fragile-looking skin, and found that it was actually very resilient. She picked it up and started eating without hesitation, just like the old man.
"suck slip"
The full soup flowed into the mouth following the old lady's movements, and the fresh and natural aroma of the original food was contained in it, blending into a wonderful taste.
"Why are you waiting? Boss Yuan hasn't opened the door yet?"
A regular customer suddenly interrupted, interrupting the old woman's thoughts.
I was thinking just now, but the reality is that I am hungry, my stomach is growling, and the old woman has to swallow her saliva even at such an old age.
"No, we are anxious to death."
Many people gathered outside the store, and one of them spoke.
"Who has Boss Yuan's phone number? Call and ask?" An idea that seemed very reliable.
However, when everyone looked at me and I looked at you, they realized that no one had it.
"Wu Hai, you don't have one either? You live nearby, do you know what's going on?" the old man asked.
"I don't know, I'm so hungry..." Wu Hai suddenly felt stupid. He lived so close and never thought of asking for contact information.
We waited for an hour. It was already nine o'clock, and there were more and more people, but there was no sign of the store door opening.
"Forget it, I'll be here at noon. Standing here, I feel more and more hungry. I have to go and eat something."
After one person said this, it seemed that a precedent had been set. Most of them left one after another, and only a dozen people were left. Half of these dozen people left after half an hour.
There were only seven or eight left. Wu Hai walked around anxiously, looking at the door from time to time, hoping it could be opened soon.
Wu Hai looked up again and found that Yuan Zhou's second floor window was open.
Wu Hai suddenly thought and suggested, "The window on the second floor over there is open, why don't we shout?"
"Isn't it good to disturb the little master like this?" In the old man's opinion, everyone with skills has a temper, but as long as the skills are really good, it doesn't matter.
"What's the point? If anything happens to Boss Yuan, just call and let's go together." The man standing on the edge of Wuhai agreed without hesitation.
"Shout..."
Except for the old man and his wife, the rest of the young people agreed.
"Boss Yuan, is Boss Yuan here?" Waves of loud shouts came from downstairs.
The sound was so loud that even people on the fifth floor opened their windows to check.
Yuan Zhou didn't usually sleep deeply, so he was woken up all of a sudden.
The first thing Yuan Zhou did after being woken up was to get up and sit on the bed in a daze.
After five minutes, the shouts from below subsided. Yuan Zhou lay down and continued to sleep. Although he could no longer fall asleep, you never want to wake up a person who is pretending to sleep. Yuan Zhou was lying straight on the bed now. I was in a daze and decided not to open the door until eleven o'clock. The sequelae of being angry when I woke up was the delay in opening the door.
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Time, five minutes past eleven noon, Yuan Zhou finally opened the door.
"Boss Yuan, you are at home. Do you know you can lose customers easily?"
As soon as he opened the door, Wu Hai said with resentment.
"Well, come in." Yuan Zhou nodded and signaled Wu Hai to come in.
Wu Hai followed Yuan Zhou with erratic steps, strong resentment exuding from his body, and Yuan Zhou felt that the temperature behind him dropped several degrees.
"What's wrong with you?" Yuan Zhou opened the interface of the curved table, walked inside, looked at Wu Hai and asked.
"Hungry... a set meal." Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou with such a look that Yuan Zhou went to prepare fried rice without saying a word.
Yuan Zhou prepared the fried rice at an unprecedented speed, and it was on the table in two minutes. Wu Hai didn't complain about the fried rice, and happily ate the fried rice, drank porridge and seaweed soup, and chewed pickled radish, not to mention too much. He was so proud, as if his ghostly look just now was an illusion.
The portion of fried rice was not much, and Wu Hai finished it after chewing slowly for half an hour. At this time, Wu Zhou came to the store with his girlfriend, and met several people who had left in the morning at the door.