It has been three days since Yuan Zhou practiced his carving skills. At this time, his carving skills have become very proficient and he can basically achieve both form and spirit.
Such a large amount of practice was boring at first, but later Yuanzhou gained a lot of fun from it, and it turned into a hobby. Basically whenever he had free time, he would move a chair and sit at the door to carve.
In this way, it has become a routine to buy materials every morning.
"Is it radish again today?" the vegetable seller smiled and asked Yuan Zhou, who was picking radishes.
"Yeah." Yuan Zhou nodded and continued to choose.
"It's rare for a young man to love radishes so much. Have you finished eating so many radishes?" The vegetable seller was very surprised. After all, this was the fourth time Yuan Zhou came here to buy radishes. There was no choice between red and white radishes or carrots. , buy anything that looks good.
"It's used for other things, not for eating." Yuan Zhou directly stated the purpose.
"Okay, how much will you buy today? The radishes today are very fresh."
"That's it." Yuan Zhou picked up various vegetables packed into several bags, weighing about ten kilograms, and handed them to the proprietress.
"A total of 48.3 counts as 48 for you." The vegetable seller happily accepted the round number.
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou took the vegetables with one hand and handed over the right amount of money with the other.
"You're welcome, the money is just right, come back next time." The vegetable seller said enthusiastically.
"Yeah." Yuan Zhou took the vegetables and put them on the trolley next to him.
This kind of hand-pulled cart is like the kind pulled by the aunts and uncles who often buy vegetables to save effort. Yuanzhou walked out of the market without changing his expression while pulling such a small cart.
To prevent the vegetables from being damaged by the vibrations caused by the cart, Yuanzhou also added artificial shock-absorbing devices around the cart.
Just put an inflated plastic bag in the middle so it won't get bruised.
Yuanzhou has been pulling this small cart for two days and feels that it is very easy to use.
A chef's hands need to be taken good care of. It is naturally impossible for Yuan Zhou to carry such heavy objects every day and damage the sensitivity of his hands.
Pulling the cart, Yuan Zhou walked back to his shop in a leisurely manner, not caring about the strange looks from passers-by.
When he walked to the door of the store, it was still very early, but just after 7:30, a gust of wind blew. Yuan Zhou frowned, opened the door and put things into the kitchen before taking out his mobile phone and preparing to make a call.
"Xiaoyun, we have a day off today, you don't have to come over." Yuan Zhou said the key points immediately after the call was connected.
"Okay, boss." Mu Xiaoyun agreed obediently, and even though he had already walked halfway, he turned around and went back to his home.
Five minutes later, the humidity in the air increased, and the sky, which had started to be bright, suddenly darkened again. It was not like seven or eight o'clock in the morning, but more like seven or eight o'clock in the evening.
After a while, there was a "bang" of thunder, and heavy rain began to fall.
"It's indeed a heavy rain. I don't know how long it will last." Yuan Zhou stood at the door and looked at the heavy rain outside. Fortunately, the threshold was relatively high and there was no rainwater splashing in the hall.
There were only a few passers-by now, but now there was no one to be seen, but Yuanzhou had no intention of closing the door, and instead went back to the kitchen to knead the dough.
It seems that I am planning to make some clear soup noodles, and the noodles are ready.
"It's rare that Boss Yuan still opens the door." Wu Hai walked in with his slippers in hand and said in surprise.
"Well, what to eat?" Yuan Zhou nodded and asked.
"Clear noodle soup, something hot, and a set meal." Wu Hai was wearing shorts and a vest, looking like an old man from the market.
"Wait a moment." Yuan Zhou started directly with the noodles he had just made.
"It's rare to be quiet. I haven't experienced this for a long time. You can eat without queuing." Wu Hai felt proud.
But Yuanzhou always ignored Wu Hai's emotional words.
"The little girl hasn't come yet?" Wu Hai suddenly realized that someone was missing and couldn't help but ask.
"Well, she has a day off today." Yuan Zhou's muffled voice came out from inside while wearing a mask.
"Little girl, school has started?" Wu Hai never knew what night it was.
"It's still early."
"Then why didn't you come?" Wu Hai was very curious.
"I understand, tsk tsk, boss Yuan is really caring." Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou's speechless expression and listened to the heavy rain outside, and said with an idea.
"Let's eat noodles." Yuan Zhou put down the meal.
"Okay." Wu Hai picked up the noodle soup first and drank half the bowl in one go.
"In this weather, I just want to drink a bowl of warm noodle soup like this. It's so comfortable." Wu Hai put down the bowl and sighed.
"Try the garlic." Yuan Zhou pointed to the two cloves of garlic on the plate.
"Boss Yuan, when can you peel the garlic and serve it?" Wu Hai was speechless looking at the garlic shell.
Yuanzhou didn't say anything and ignored Wu Hai. He looked at the rain curtain outside and frowned slightly.
The sound of footsteps came, and a man ran past Yuanzhou's door in the rain without an umbrella.
After a while, he fell back and walked in directly.
"Boss Yuan, you actually opened the door?" The man who came in was someone who used to like and bet at Yuan Zhou's door in the morning whether the door would be opened or not.
The man's name is Wu Min, who works nearby. He was at home today because he had a rest, so he wanted to go for a walk and have some breakfast on the way. Unexpectedly, the weather was not kind, and he was soaked by the sudden heavy rain.
I didn't finish breakfast, so I had to run back quickly. Fortunately, it wasn't too cold. I passed by Yuanzhou's store and found that the always willful boss Yuan had the door open. I had to come in and take a look.
"Well, what can we eat?" Yuan Zhou asked while taking out a white unopened towel from a cupboard and handed it over.
Wu Hai, who was eating noodles at the side, took the time to show Yuan Zhou a narrow smile, as if to say that he was not the only one who was surprised.
"Thank you for the clear soup noodles. I didn't expect Boss Yuan to have new towels here." Wu Min took the towel with a surprised look and began to wipe his arms and other places.
"Well, wipe your hair first." Yuan Zhou stood inside and said seriously.
"Boss Yuan is extra considerate today, are you afraid that I will catch a cold?" Wu Min wiped his hair after being persuaded. He usually comes to eat often, and sometimes jokes with Yuan Zhou.
"Do you want to tell me the truth or a lie?" Yuan Zhou asked seriously.
"Let's talk about it. What do you think?" Wu Min said with a smile.
"The truth is, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." Yuan Zhou said cheerfully. Seeing Wu Min's face gradually showing emotion, he continued, "The lie is, I'm afraid the water from your head will drip into the noodles and affect the taste."
Wu Min was completely speechless, sat down and replied, "I think your lies, Boss Yuan, are the truth."
"It depends on what you think." Yuanzhou spread his hands and said that was it.
"How much are the towels?" Wu Min thought it was better not to tell Yuan Zhou this and started asking about the price of the towels directly.
Yuanzhou always pays first before eating, and if you use a white towel on your hand, you also need to pay. So Wu Min asked naturally, but of course he still hoped that it would not be too expensive.
After all, towels are not for food. No matter how good they are, they are just towels. It’s so expensive that I really can’t bear to part with them.