Chapter 194 Wu Hai's Small Abacus

? "Crackling" after cleaning up, and then cleaning up the ground, since I became a chef, my obsessive-compulsive disorder has not improved.

"Not bad." Yuan Zhou looked at the clean ground with satisfaction, and only the failed radish was left.

"When will this be cleaned up?" Yuan Zhou said that he didn't want to see it anymore.

The system now reads: "Clean up after ten minutes."

Yuan Zhou looked at the radish in front of him and was very emotional. Even if the system provided a knife, he still needed his own continuous efforts. This is the best portrayal.

"Can the system make this radish a specimen? But it needs to be made smaller." Yuan Zhou said suddenly after thinking for a while.

The system now reads: "Okay, wait a moment."

After speaking, in just one turn, the big radish in the kitchen disappeared, just like a magic show. Of course, this kind of "magic" must be shown in a post-event system.

When things are done, they are ready to go out.

"Crash!" He closed the door and walked to the street, Yuan Zhou suddenly noticed something.

I raised my hand and looked at the time at four o'clock in the afternoon. The sky was bright.

"Where does Wu Hai live?" Yuan Zhou stood at the gate of his small shop, thinking seriously.

Then silently took out his mobile phone, maybe he could call.

After swiping the phone back and forth, Yuan Zhou couldn't help but complain, "What's the phone number of this guy."

Yes, Yuanzhou only knew that Wu Hai lived on the second floor opposite, and saw him come down from above, but he didn't know what number he lived in.

How could Yuan Zhou's character knock on the door from door to door, and of course he didn't have a phone number.

The reason is also very simple. He is afraid that Wu Hai will be a human alarm clock every day and disturb his dreams.

Yuan Zhou, who had no phone or address, could only silently turn around and go back to his shop.

With a bang, he closed the back door, stood in the kitchen, and said to himself, "I'd better go to the computer to check the information first."

After saying that, Yuan Zhou nodded in agreement, what a good idea, and walked up the stairs "tuktuktuk".

During business hours in the evening, Yuanzhou did not mention the need for Wuhai's help.

not talking about other things during working hours,

It is Yuanzhou's own principle.

Until the next morning, Yuanzhou made soup dumplings.

"It's rare that Boss Yuan actually makes soup dumplings again." Some diners who liked it on the side sighed with emotion.

"No, this hot soup with delicious meat filling is simply a blessing for meat lovers, come get one." Ling Hong sat down and quickly began to order.

"One soup dumpling, one lotus root starch." Wu Hai fondly stroked his moustache.

"Wait." After saying that, Yuan Zhou turned around and brought out the meal.

When he was putting it down, Yuan Zhou suddenly said, "Wu Hai, stay for a while after eating, I have something to look for you."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Wu Hai was expecting to pick up his chopsticks to start eating. Hearing Yuan Zhou's words, he raised his head in surprise.

"Eat first, it's going to be cold." Yuan Zhou said with a serious expression.

"Yes, I'll eat first, and I'll talk later." Wu Hai remembered the delicious food on the table, and immediately had no other thoughts, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Gently biting the outer skin, "sucking" sucked into the soup at once, and the hot soup rushed into the mouth with a delicious taste.

It is sweet and fragrant, and it is not greasy at all. It is like drinking a sip of broth. The little spicy taste in it stimulates the tongue and makes people taste the deliciousness more clearly.

The elastic skin, the tender pork filling, and the sour taste of vinegar, Wu Hai ate the whole soup dumpling in one bite.

"Delicious." Wu Hai swallowed the last taste in his mouth before speaking.

Lotus root starch is light, with only a slight sweetness. It is very refreshing. It is really happy to have a bowl of such warm food in the morning.

This time Wu Hai was completely awake, and then he remembered that Yuan Zhou had just said that he had something to look for.

"Boss Yuan, what are you looking for?" Wu Hai was very curious.

Just kidding when Yuanzhou said to him that he was looking for him, usually only Wu Hai looked for him. Of course, at that time, it was usually meal time, when he needed to eat.

"Business hours, we'll talk about it later." Yuan Zhou turned around and did not answer Wu Hai's question.

"You can say a little first, and then answer whatever you want." Wu Hai felt that if Yuan Zhou had just said what he had just said, he wouldn't have to ask again.

This time, Yuanzhou didn't answer directly. After a while, he said, "Please wait for a while."

Yuan Zhou's tone was polite and serious. Wu Hai didn't ask any more questions this time, he just nodded, "Okay, then I'll wait for a while."

The business hours for breakfast was only one hour, and Wu Hai began to study the furnishings in the store.

The lotus flowers on the wall, as well as the flower utensils on the long table, also have lotus patterns.

"Why are there so many lotus-related things this time?" Wu Hai said in confusion.

"This is Boss Yuan's shop flower." Ling Hong suddenly interrupted.

"Why haven't you left yet." Wu Hai continued to count the lotus flowers.

"Look at what Boss Yuan is looking for from you." Ling Hong, who was free recently, spread his hands.

"Guess." Wu Hai stood up and said inexplicably while stroking his mustache.

"I guess I didn't guess right, and you don't know." Ling Hong wasn't fooled.

"I'll know in a while." Wu Hai saw that it was not funny, looked at the time, and said indifferently.

"Breakfast time is over today, please be early next time." As Yuan Zhou said these words, breakfast time was over, and after Mu Xiaoyun said goodbye, the store was really empty.

"Come, tell me, what are you looking for from me?" Wu Hai spoke first, Ling Hong folded his arms beside him, as if he was watching a play.

"You are a painter, do you know how to compose a picture?" Yuan Zhou's words swirled around in his mouth a few times, and he decided to ask politely.

"Do you want to learn composition?" Wu Hai said in one sentence, all painters are smart.

"Well, do you have time?" Yuan Zhou thought for a while and nodded reservedly.

"Boss Yuan, it's really straightforward. I have time, not much, twenty minutes a day." Wu Hai stroked his mustache and thought about it before he said.

"No, I'm being euphemistic, you guessed it yourself." Yuan Zhou frowned.

Wu Hai was speechless now, and after a pause, he said, "Don't say this, I have a request."

Speaking of requirements, Wu Hai showed a standard smirk.

"What request?" Yuan Zhou looked vigilant.

"I'll talk about it later, do you have a foundation for studying composition?" Wu Hai glanced at Ling Hong, obviously wanting to deal privately, and then began to ask other questions.

"No." Yuan Zhou said honestly.

"The basic characters, the proportions of the scenery, you should understand the composition." Wu Hai thought about the most basic questions.

"No, I'm a chef." Yuan Zhou thought and added his occupation.

"You don't know any of these things, and you just want to learn composition from me in one step. It's just whimsical." Wu Hai ignored Yuan Zhou's last sentence and questioned loudly with dissatisfaction.

"You are simply the worst student I have ever seen." Wu Hai added in frustration.

Yuan Zhou was said to be speechless. He learned from Wu Hai, and because of his personality, he wouldn't ask more questions, but this guy has a really bad temper.

Ling Hong, who was beside him, saw that Yuan Zhou couldn't help laughing when he was said to be like a primary school student.

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