Chapter 802 The 998th Drinker

The remaining steamed cold noodles were really small, so small that even Yuan Zhou didn't notice them.

Jiang Changxi, Chen Wei and the other drinkers, as well as the diners who later joined in to watch the fun and had mostly dispersed, did not expect that such an operation would be carried out.

No wonder Fang Heng was full of confidence from the beginning. He was waiting here, but Chen Wei also thought about it. There was some leftover steamed cold noodles, but where was the seasoning?

As soon as he put the steamed cold noodles into his mouth, Fang Heng didn't think about the ingredients. He just wanted to know whether Boss Yuan's steamed cold noodles were authentic.

Yuanzhou was also stunned by this sudden change. Before he could recover, he heard Fang Heng's incredible voice.

"It really tastes like Guangyuan, that kind of glutinous feeling. How did you do it, Boss Yuan?!"

Although there are very few in the mouth, the authentic Guangyuan steamed cold noodles are so special that you can eat them as soon as you eat them.

"Basic operations." Yuan Zhou replied without arrogance or impatience.

Fang Heng felt that he had a lot to say, but the words were stuck in his throat, and finally turned into a summary: "This... is not scientific."

Yuanzhou silently washed the cutting boards and hung them up. The kitchen was as tidy as new.

"Fang Heng, you are so shameless that you are almost as good as Wu Hai." Chen Wei's mood was complicated. On the one hand, he despised Fang Heng for grabbing what was left on the cutting board to eat steamed cold noodles. On the other hand, he was vaguely jealous of Fang Heng. He can eat it, but if he wants to lose face, he won't do it.

Jiang Changxi also clicked her tongue twice. If you are close to red, you will be red. If you are close to ink, you will be black. If you are close to black sea, you will be shameless.

"I thought Wu Hai was the only one who was shameless, but it turns out there's you too." Chen Wei complained again.

"Anyway, not many people saw it." Fang Heng said nonchalantly: "Just because I am not Wu Hai, with my usual sanctimonious appearance, I look very shameless, so no one believed this matter when it was spread. "

Fang Heng said affirmatively: "No one believes that face-conscious Fang Heng would snatch what is left on Boss Yuan's cutting board."

Chen Wei has three question marks on his forehead. Is this still possible?

The incident ended with Chen Wei and the other diners in shock. After drinking, those who drank and those who watched the fun also went back.

Overall, the night passed quite peacefully.

As for the inner activities of the crew, Yuan Zhou had no idea, and he was calm about what happened to Fang Heng last night. He got up early to exercise as usual, prepared ingredients, and then opened the store. Of course, he didn't forget to ask Zhou Jia to bring the lottery box. Put it out.

"Put the box outside the door and draw a lottery." Yuan Zhou ordered.

"Okay, boss, don't worry." Zhou Jia nodded, then carried the box and went out.

At this time, there was already a long queue outside the door, and one team was particularly conspicuous. The people wearing uniforms were naturally the people trained by Chen Wei.

Now coming here to line up for the lottery has become part of their training, and there are people shouting slogans in front of them.

"What is our goal?" The young man at the front, who helped Chen Wei get the drink for the first time, has now become the little boss and started to stir up the atmosphere and shout slogans.

"Lottery, lottery, lottery!" The young man in the same color clothes behind immediately shouted in cooperation.

"Yes, it's a lottery, so what's the purpose of the lottery?" the little boss continued to shout.

"For Coach Chen, for Coach Chen, drink for Coach Chen." The young men continued to shout loudly.

"Every time I see them like this, I feel lucky that my boss is not an alcoholic." Yin Ya looked happy next to her.

"No, every time I see a scene like this, I wonder if Chen Wei is from a pyramid scheme." Manman said with a lingering fear on his face.

"Fortunately, our boss is not an alcoholic." Many diners queuing up next to him said this in their hearts.

"Fortunately, Mr. Jiang is normal." Even Yu Chu, who came to have breakfast, couldn't help but think of Jiang Changxi.

Yes, in comparison, Jiang Changxi was so normal. At least she didn't ask them to do this. She came to draw the lottery herself.

But Chen Wei didn't care about these things. Being able to drink was the most important thing. This time he was very lucky and was the first in line to draw, but his people were almost at the end of the line.

Chen Wei was very smart about this. After all, he was cheating, so he couldn't blatantly dazzle him, so he just took the picture until the end of the lottery. However, he still followed the order, and he didn't win anyway.

But this time was no exception and still missed.

The second in line was the novelist. He was wearing a black jacket and a round hat. He stretched out his hand and said, "Chen Wei, why are you running so early when you fail every time?"

"You might as well give it a try." Chen Wei said simply and directly.

"It won't get better if you try your luck. I will definitely win." The novelist said and took out his hand.

There is indeed a red ping pong ball lying on the novelist's pale and thick-jointed palm, which is very conspicuous.

"You are lucky." Chen Wei muttered.

"Thank you for the compliment." The novelist showed a rare smile, then paid and prepared to leave.

"You don't have breakfast?" Chen Wei said.

"Don't eat, go back to bed, I didn't sleep last night." The novelist turned his back to Chen Wei, waved his hand and left directly.

"This guy must be living on American time." Chen Wei frowned.

Yes, the novelist always leaves after drawing the prize. If he wins, he pays for a drink. If he doesn't win, he simply leaves. Apart from drinking, he never goes to Yuanzhou's restaurant to eat.

The novelist here left, and Yuan Zhou, who was waiting for the official business, suddenly heard a reminder from the system.

The system now reads: "Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement of reaching 998 drinkers and receiving a new type of wine."

"New wine?" Yuan Zhou was a little shocked.

"Wait, what the hell is 998?" Yuan Zhou thought of this strange number again and couldn't help but ask.

Every time Yuan Zhou reads System's words, he feels familiar yet inexplicable.

This 998 immediately reminded Yuan Zhou of those TV commercials, not 1998, not 2998, but now only 998 sales slogans.

It was this tone that made Yuan Zhou almost refuse out of habit.

The system now reads: "The number of drinkers in the host's tavern has reached 998, and new wine rewards are hereby issued."

"There are 998 people so quickly, time goes by quite quickly." Yuan Zhou looked at the system's explanation, was stunned for a moment, and then sighed with emotion in a low voice.

The system displays: "Yes."

"Can this reward be received directly, or are there any additional conditions?" Yuan Zhou asked habitually.

The system now reads: "The host can receive it directly."

"That's good." Yuan Zhou nodded and prepared to receive it.

"Fortunately, there are still a few minutes until the business starts. Let's get it first and see what kind of wine it is." Yuan Zhou looked at Zhou Jia who was drawing a lottery, then looked at the time, and then silently thought about receiving it.

The system now reads: "The reward has been distributed, the host can check it by himself."

Seeing what the system said, Yuanzhou didn't bother to check the rewards. He looked around at the cabinets to see if the system's wine was in the kitchen cabinets.

Then I found that there was no change in the kitchen, and then I started to check what the reward wine was?

"It's actually beer?" Yuan Zhou was a little surprised when he looked at the reward.

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