Chapter 187 Loss and Win

"Boss Yuan, this is the Kaitang lotus root from Sanjia Village. It has a natural fragrance and no other smell." Ling Hong sipped the lotus root powder in his mouth and said with certainty.

"Yes, only tender lotus root meets the standard of lotus root flour." Yuan Zhou stated his standard for selecting lotus root.

"Others choose old lotus root, so it turns out that this new lotus root has such a taste." Ling Hong used to eat old lotus root, thinking that old lotus root is more delicious.

In fact, it is not only Ling Hong, but the old lotus root for lotus root starch is a kind of cognition, and only Yuan Mei eats new lotus root, so it is called "Eternal Lotus Root".

Ling Hong was conquered again.

"You'll know when you taste it slowly." Wu Hai interjected.

The lotus root starch still needs to be tasted carefully. Wuhai eats it very slowly this time, and his hungry stomach is slowly filled with warm lotus root starch.

The lotus root starch itself is very nutritious and has a history of eating for thousands of years. It is naturally favored by literati and poets.

"Boss Yuan, you shouldn't put any sugar." Wu Hai said with certainty.

"Don't let it go." Yuan Zhou nodded and said affirmatively.

"This is good, this is good." Wu Hai said after taking the last bite.

"Indeed, it's just right, but after eating this, my appetite is full, and I don't feel full at all. Boss Yuan, you are not being kind." Ling Hong's lotus leaf bowl was scraped clean by a spoon. good to eat.

"That's right, I feel like I can eat two more bowls of egg fried rice after this." Wu Hai breathed a sigh of relief and immediately agreed with Ling Hong.

"Well, comb your stomach and go out to eat." Yuan Zhou said seriously.

"Hehe, you're making fun of me. After eating this, let me eat something else right away." Ling Hong felt that even if he wasn't picky eater, he wouldn't be able to eat delicious food, so he immediately went to eat several meals.

"I think Boss Yuan should be responsible for this situation." Wu Hai said affirmatively.

"Yes, responsible." The diners who had just finished drinking lotus root starch began to agree.

"Breakfast is only one kind for the time being. It's the rule." Yuan Zhou said seriously as he served the lotus root starch ordered by others.

"It's the same sentence every time, it's really a compass." Ling Hong complained speechlessly.

"Thank you for the compliment.

"Yuan Zhou readily accepted it, in his opinion it was a compliment.

"Boss Yuan's ability to understand always refreshes me." Ling Hong said with emotion.

"It's true, it happens every time." The diners on the side also nodded in understanding.

"Sometimes I really wish you had a girlfriend. I wonder if you will still be so principled." Ling Hong suddenly said curiously.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou frowned, thought for a while and nodded.

"If she wants to eat two, won't you give it?" The diners became interested.

"I'll give her mine." Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.

"What if she just wants you to make another copy." Ling Hong had a deep understanding of the girl's unreasonable appearance.

"No, she loves me." Yuan Zhou said confidently.

"Then I'll wait for you to refuse, provided you find a girlfriend first." Ling Hong smiled wickedly.

This is simply impossible. With Yuan Zhou's ill-spoken appearance, how could he be able to speak to a girl, not to mention that there is reason between boyfriends and girlfriends.

Ling Hong felt that Yuan Zhou was still too naive.

"Well, there will be." Yuan Zhou was always confident in his own charm. After all, he was a handsome and handsome boy.

The day passed quickly, and the group of four was also conscientiously doing what they promised. Although they didn't ask Yuanzhou to apologize again, but what they promised is now done willingly.

This is paying for your own impulses.

However, Yuan Zhou didn't know this, he just did his own thing seriously. As for making meals for them, it was too early.

At 7:40 in the evening, the man with scars on his face came to the store again.

"Boss Yuan, an egg fried rice." The man said in a vague voice, covering his right cheek.

Yuan Zhou's eyes were sharp, he took out a towel with a lotus pattern, wrapped it in something, and handed it over directly.

"Catch." Yuan Zhou didn't say much.

"Thank you." The man stretched out his left hand and felt it, then let go of his right hand and put a towel on his face.

When the man took his hand away, the diners next to him saw that the old man on the right side of his face was swollen, the corner of his mouth was cracked and bleeding, and it looked very serious.

At this time, Yuanzhou brought egg fried rice, "Your fried rice, use it slowly."

"Thank you." The man thanked first, then paused before saying, "I lost."

"I see." Yuan Zhou's tone was calm, neither regretful nor surprised, nor even asked about the injury on his face.

The man was also accustomed to Yuan Zhou's answer, so he lowered his head and started eating fried rice.

Seeing such a strange conversation between the two, the frequent diners couldn't help it and spoke directly.

This person is one of the few Chen Wei who comes to eat. He sees what kind of injury it is and asks the injury first, "What's your face?"

"Are you asking this?" The man didn't seem to be used to communicating with people 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 affirmed.

"It was beaten, indeed." The man's long sentence was not very neat.

"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 alright, don't worry." The man wanted to smile but pulled the corners of his mouth, looking even weirder.

"Can't tell?" Chen Wei frowned, his appearance was a little scary.

"No, I'm a boxer, amateur, unprofessional." The man talked a lot, and it was very awkward. Every time he spoke, the corners of his mouth were pulled, which looked very painful.

"You and Boss Yuan are very familiar?" Chen Wei was even more puzzled.

If it is a boxer, it is understandable to have such an injury, and it can be explained to win or lose, but why do you have to tell Yuanzhou every time.

"I'm not familiar with it." Boxer was a little hungry, and he answered after eating a mouthful of fried rice.

"Then why do you say that every time, you don't come often." Chen Wei pointed out directly, he is not a frequent visitor.

"Well, I don't come often, I only 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." Boxer said softly.

"Yeah." Chen Wei understood a little.

Unconsciously, Boss Yuan became a boxer's tree hole.

It's like, if you tell a secret to the tree hole, although you won't hear back, you will definitely listen.

Chen Wei's martial arts is good, and he also knows a little about the boxing industry, and he also knows that such an amateur fight doesn't make much money.

This can also understand why it came after the fight.

Looking back at Yuan Zhou, a smile appeared on Chen Wei's face, looking very happy.

Since then, the boxer has maintained the habit of coming to the Yuanzhou store after the fight.

It's just that people don't need him to say it now, and some people ask him about winning or losing the game... (To be continued.)