Chapter 425: Where Did Broth Come From?
Translator: Xiong_Guoqi Editor: DesTheSloth
When dinner time ended, Wu Hong was still there. As soon as Yuan Zhou came out, he spoke.
"Teacher, please take me as your disciple." Wu Hong didn't speak as loudly as before this time, but still earnestly.
Yuan Zhou looked at Wu Hong in surprise at first. Only after he confirmed that Wu Hong was calling him did he say, "I remember that I didn't agree to your request."
"Yes. So please do take me as your disciple." Wu Hong nodded his head vigorously.
"Then, why are you calling me teacher?" Yuan Zhou frowned.
What a joke! As soon as the word "teacher" was uttered, Yuan Zhou almost thought he had suffered from Alzheimer's disease and forgot he took a disciple.
"You'll definitely take me as your disciple in the end. So I called ahead of time." Looking at Yuan Zhou, Wu Hong revealed quite a resolute expression.
"I'm sorry. I do not intend to take a disciple." After Yuan Zhou repeated that once, he entered the restaurant and no longer came out.
Having returned to the restaurant, Yuan Zhou looked at Wu Hong who was still there and faintly knitted his brows with a distressed look. But soon, he said to himself.
"His aunt will come to persuade him." Thinking of that, Yuan Zhou became relieved.
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan. Can I watch a football match here in your restaurant?" Wu Hai ran into the restaurant excitedly.
"Is there a football match?" Yuan Zhou wasn't actually clear about that.
"Yes. Atlanta will be playing versus Pescara in the Italy Cup today. I like the goalkeeper of Atlanta, Liny. He is a man that could catch the ball with his face." Wu Hai stroked his mustaches and revealed an excited look.
"Can football be played with the human face now?" Yuan Zhou asked in surprise.
"Boss Yuan, this is only a metaphor." Wu Hai was made speechless by the question.
"Yes, you can watch the match here under the condition you bring the equipment yourself." Yuan Zhou didn't take notice of Wu Hai's expression, but instead answered his previous question.
"As for the electricity charge, I'm happy today, so it's for free." Right following that, Yuan Zhou continued saying.
"So you mean you will charge me for electricity if you don't have a good mood." Wu Hai asked.
"Of course." Yuan Zhou answered frankly.
"I've never thought you were that kind of person. I just want to watch a football match and you, surprisingly, intend to charge me for electricity." Wu Hai pointed at Yuan Zhou and revealed an unbelievable expression.
"It's for free this time. You are welcome." Yuan Zhou said deservedly.
"..." The thought inside Wu Hai was, "Should I say thank you?"
"Well. Remember to take the equipment away when you finish." Yuan Zhou reminded.
"Don't worry. Zheng Jiawei will send them here and then send them back afterwards." Wu Hai waved his hand and said leisurely.
Yuan Zhou just nodded his head without saying anything.
"Finally, I caught up to it. I can watch the match while drinking. Atlanta, great!" Wu Hai said comfortably.
"Humph. I don't think there's anything good with Atlanta. I prefer Pescara." Once the words were uttered, Wu Hai's delight was interrupted.
"How many time has Pescara been defeated? So weak." Wu Hai immediately retorted back at him.
After saying that, he found it was the novelist that often came to drink liquor.
Once Wu Hai said that, the novelist instantly got infuriated. Whoever dared to speak ill about his favorite football team would receive his ruthless blow.
"A small painter as you surprisingly likes watching football matches?" The novelist snorted.
"You are merely a person that writes something. Do you also understand how the football is played?" Wu Hai said sarcastically.
"At least I'm more knowledgeable than you." The novelist answered, unwilling to admit defeat.
I'm doing art. Of course, a writer like you won't understand." Wu Hai didn't even take a glance at the novelist.
In just that little while, the two people got into an argument over a simple matter that could be subsided with a few words.
Furthermore, Wu Hai even threw down his gauntlet for the sake of that football player who could play football with his face.
"It's definitely Atlanta that will win tonight. I'd bet a cup of liquor on that." Stroking his small mustaches, Wu Hai said with a manner of heroism.
"You are thinking too much. Pescara will absolutely win tonight. One cup, no problem." The novelist immediately agreed to the bet.
"Boss Yuan, you bear witness." Wu Hai directly dragged Yuan Zhou out.
"Ok." Yuan Zhou nodded with a serious expression.
After all, it was a great event that was worth a cup of bamboo liquor.
While the people were discussing in Yuan Zhou's restaurant about the liquor over here, there were also other people trying to obtain the liquor by the side street.
"Sweetheart, the liquor served in that small restaurant is said to be awfully tasty. Shall we go have a try?" Wearing high-heeled shoes, a silky long skirt and a black windbreaker, the woman looked both tall and pretty on the whole.
"You refused to come here when I invited you last time. But now, you are eager to come." Her husband was also a sturdy young man with a BMW car key in his hand. Hearing that, he asked smilingly.
"I didn't know it was so delicious." Upon hearing that, the woman wasn't actually embarrassed.
"I heard the liquor is all ordered in advance. We can only go and try our luck." The sturdy man said helplessly.
"It doesn't matter. Let's just try. Wait, what's that?" The woman had originally intended to play the woman when he suddenly saw Broth lying by the door. She tugged the man's sleeve in surprise.
"It's merely a dog. So what?" The sturdy man was puzzled at first, but when he saw the dog, he said indifferently.
"Why didn't I see it when we came last time? It looks so much like Guaiguai?" The woman was still very astonished.
"I have no idea." The sturdy man knitted his brows.
"Do you think it is Guaiguai?" The woman said with puzzlement when she walked closer and saw the fluffy and soft long grey fur of Broth.
"No, it isn't. When Guaiguai was set free, its body was already festering. This dog doesn't look that way." The man stopped the woman and flatly denied.
"Woof." Broth seldom barked at others. This time, however, it barked once in a blue moon, yet in a low voice. Lying on the ground, it just stared at the two people in front of him with its black eyes.
"See? It even barks to me. I think the face is similar." The woman said hesitantly when she was dragged into the restaurant.
"Okay, okay. Don't be sad. Guaiguai was dying when it got skin disease and was set free. If you really feel sad, we can raise another one later." The sturdy man comforted the beautiful woman beside him gently.
The woman indeed looked sorrowful. She remembered the brown dog Maltese that she had always held in arms and loved when she was out. She either let it go to her husband or to herself. How lovable the Maltese was at that time!
"Is it possible that it's still alive?" The woman asked expectantly.
"No, it's not. Even the doctors said the ringworm was incurable. Don't think about it now. Let's go drink the liquor." The sturdy man patted on the woman's shoulder and comforted her.
The sturdy man didn't believe Broth was actually Guaiguai. After all, they had changed two pet hospitals before they threw the dog out. But the ringworm made Guaiguai keep licking its wounds, which made it unable to be cured. Apart from that, they also found it was a false Maltese once the number of baths it had increased.
All these reasons made them let go of him and set him free.
Staying outside the door, Broth didn't even turn his head, nor did it have other reactions. Just as always, he just watched the door of Yuan Zhou's restaurant dutifully.
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Khem
Evil people 🤬 You’re dog is sick so you throw it out to die! It’s not a house plant 🤬 Luckily Broth found Boss Yuan. Thanks for the chapter
hana311
Broth was actually abandoned 😖 little broth stay with compass and no one will ever say ur going the wrong direction in life 😆
PaaGuuChoki
Oh poor broth. So that's its back story. Noodle broth is medicine. Over with the old, come with the new.
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Chapter 426: Drinking Water And Sending The Visitor Off
Translator: Xiong_Guoqi Editor: DesTheSloth
"Look, this dog really looks like our Guaiguai. What about we take it back home?" The woman took the arm of the sturdy man and said with a manner of a cute woman.
"No." The sturdy man refused her without even thinking a little bit.
"Why?" The woman asked with puzzlement.
"It's a stray dog and is undoubtedly very dirty. Let's go to buy one from the pet shop, ok? That's it," said the sturdy man.
"Alright. I want to drink liquor." The woman humphed sweetly.
"Ok, no problem." The sturdy man answered helplessly.
"Go ask quickly." The woman signaled the sturdy man to go up and ask.
Other drinkers had already gone to the second floor of the pub now while on the first floor, only Yuan Zhou was processing the food ingredients.
According to Yuan Zhou's habit, he arranged the ingredients that could be sorted every day to familiarize himself with these food ingredients, to deepen his understanding, and to cook more delicious dishes. It had been his pleasure by now.
So there are totally three people in the restaurant now, the couples and Yuan Zhou.
"Ah. You must be Boss Yuan. Hello, nice to meet you." The sturdy man nodded his head and then went up to greet Yuan Zhou.
"Hello. The business time for dinner has ended. No customers will be entertained." Yuan Zhou nodded and said straightforwardly.
"I know. I heard you serve liquor here, so I come to inquire if it's true." The sturdy man nodded his head first and then talked about the liquor in a euphemistic way.
"Yes. I provide three bottles of liquor every day." After a nod, Yuan Zhou showed him the menu on the wall beside him.
"That's great. Since Boss Yuan's craftsmanship is so good, the liquor is absolutely tasty, too." The sturdy man continued complimenting.
"Thank you. It's not early." Yuan Zhou thanked him courteously and tried to see him out euphemistically.
Having said that, Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of the scene of drinking water and sending the visitors off in the ancient costume TV drama.
He took the glass cup on the azure stone countertop dumbly and drank a mouthful of the water.
"It's fairly elegant to send visitors off by drinking water." Yuan Zhou nodded to himself in the heart with satisfaction.
"Don't do this, please. We come today to drink the liquor. It's 5888 RMB, right? Can I make the bank transfer?" The sturdy man took out his phone and said with a smile.
"I'm sorry. The liquor has been sold out." Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
"Could you bend the rules for us? Please. Three bottles per day is much little, boss." The woman beside the sturdy man said softly.
"It is the rule of my restaurant to provide three bottles of liquor every day." Yuan Zhou answered lightly.
"The rules are rigid, but we humans are flexible. I think you can bend the rules for us, can't you?" The sturdy man likewise smiled and said.
"I'm sorry. The business time has ended. Feel free to leave, please." After saying that, Yuan Zhou took the cup and drank some water again.
At that moment, it was very clear that he was drinking the water to see them off.
"Are you sure you really can't?" The sturdy man became a little angry by then.
"Rules can't be violated." Yuan Zhou said calmly.
"Humph. Let's go." The woman couldn't help saying that.
"Ok. Let's go." The sturdy man was discontented with that, but he do nothing to change Yuan Zhou's mind.
After all, it was a society governed by laws. Free trading was a basic and universal rule in the markets. No one could force a trade using coercion.
"Um." The woman nodded her head. There was an angry look on her beautiful face, but soon it was well suppressed.
"Ta Ta Ta", the two people then walked out of the door with quicker steps. When they passed by Broth, they didn't even turn their head and take a look at it, not to mention remembering wanting to raise it.
Lying prone on the ground, Broth just watched them go farther and then made a light sound of "Wu Wu". The sound was so low that even Yuan Zhou didn't hear it.
However, it was merely an interlude which was known by Broth and the couples only. As for Wu Hong who stayed at the door, he went to the bathroom. After he came back, he was stopped even before he caught sight of the dog that had barely appeared.
"Wu Hong, don't be naughty. It's too late. Let's go back." Wu Qian looked at her nephew who had stood there for quite a while and then said helplessly.
"Aunt, I haven't made it." Wu Hong was reluctant to leave, but he was truly tired.
"Let's come over here again tomorrow. Can't you see the boss is preparing to close the door now?" Wu Qian took a look at the empty restaurant and persuaded him softly.
"If I leave, will my teacher use this excuse to refuse me?" Wu Hong hesitated.
"Now that you have started to call him teacher, he surely won't do that." Wu Qian said affirmatively.
"Really?" Looking at Yuan Zhou that had no reaction at all and then at his own aunt, Wu Hong felt it not believable.
"Of course. Didn't you call him teacher just now? He might be testing you." Wu Qian wasn't really clear about this matter and thus explained with a well-reasoned logic.
"But in the literary quotation of standing in the snow to wait upon Master Cheng respectfully, the two people waited for so long." Wu Hong thought of his ambition and didn't want to admit defeat. So he said loudly to attract Yuan Zhou's attention.
"But you have also waited for nearly 4 hours. Let's come again tomorrow, ok?" Wu Qian took a deep breath and continued to persuade him.
"Well, okay. We will come tomorrow." Having glanced at Yuan Zhou who didn't even look out again, Wu Hong lowered his head and then said.
"No problem. Let's go." Wu Qian went up and dragged Wu Hong away happily.
"Slow down. Aunt, my legs are aching severely." Wu Hong shouted and explained.
"Look, what a long time you have stood there for? Let's go back. I bought lots of delicious food for you." Wu Qian felt a great heartache with Wu Hong and immediately slowed down her footsteps.
In the meantime, Yuan Zhou was relieved in his restaurant.
"He's finally gone." Yuan Zhou rejoiced at first and then he thought of Wu Hong's last word.
"This guy only stood there for three hours and feels tired. Too weak." Yuan Zhou slightly moved his legs and smiled with irony.
The occupation of the chef was originally laborious. It's very common to stand for one whole day when he was busy.
Take Yuan Zhou who had barely got the system for example, he basically stood for twelve hours per day. Fortunately, the restaurant belonged to him and by now, he had got used to that.
"Hahahahahaha." There passed a roar with laughter from the second floor of the pub. Apparently, it was Wu Hai.
"Humph. Uninteresting." Right after that was the cold snort of the novelist.
"As I said, Atlanta would definitely win. Come on, give your liquor to me." Wu Hai was so proud that the mustaches above his lips could almost dance in the air.
"It's merely the blind cat catching a dead mouse (meaning a sheer blind chance)." The novelist carried a cup of liquor unwillingly to him and still didn't want to admit it.
"Yes, yes, you are right. A dead mouse of 2:0 and 2:1. Haw-haw." Wu Hai totally didn't know where to draw the line and hence continued to show off.
"Humph." The novelist got nothing to say now. He only snorted coldly and then left.
The football match came to an end and so did the opening hours. The drinkers watched the football match contentedly and left one after another.
The novelist felt he lost face and thus was severely indignant. After all, Pescara had always been his favorite team.
Even when he went back home and washed up, he still found it unacceptable. Therefore, he sat on the bed and thought of the match.
"Forget it. Sleep." The novelist let out a sigh and lay down.
At the other side, Wu Hai nevertheless fell asleep delightedly.
Having slept well all night long, Wu Hai went to Yuan Zhou's restaurant early in the morning as usual to wait for breakfast.
So did the novelist. Early in the morning, he rushed towards Yuan Zhou's restaurant. Nowadays, he basically did that every day and longed for the liquor.
The rules of Yuan Zhou's restaurant immediately made the novelist's schedule more regular. After all, he was unable to get up early and draw the lottery if he slept late. Sleeping late meant no liquor.
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Khem
Motivated by liquor 😂 Whatever works 😉 Thanks for the chapter
Khem
I’m glad that nasty couple left Broth at Boss Yuan’s. They definitely shouldn’t be allowed to have a pet 👿
WhoWhoWho
All these new people in this chapter are psycho. Just because you have money and are attractive doesn't mean you can have or do whatever you want. The kid is delusional and thinks that what happens in books and shows are reality. Crazy! 😳😔
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Chapter 427: Hidden Mission
Translator: Xiong_Guoqi Editor: DesTheSloth
Sometimes, things would always have a turn for the better, at least to the novelist.
It was just like usual, outside the door of Yuan Zhou's restaurant. Many people were crowded around there to wait for Yuan Zhou's restaurant to be opened.
Of course, the two news broadcasters were indispensable among the crowd. They were Liu Zhiming and Pan Ning.
"Did you watch the football match last night?" Pan Ning uttered first.
Like other men, he enjoyed watching football matches, too. As soon as he spoke, it was about the football match.
"Certainly. Atlanta won." Liu Zhiming said smilingly.
Yes, both of them liked Atlanta Team. That's why they were good friends. Otherwise, they might come to blows for the sake of their favorite football team.
"Humph." The novelist felt both heartache and discontented when he thought of the liquor last night. Therefore, he couldn't help snorting coldly.
The voice of the novelist was a little low. Besides that, the customers were used to his straight face and thus didn't actually feel it strange. Only Wu Hai looked at the novelist with a smile when the two news broadcaster started to talk again at the other side.
"What a pity! Sigh..." Pan Ning suddenly sighed.
"It's truly a pity. Can anybody imagine that Liny surprisingly got into a car accident?" Liu Zhiming followed.
"Yeah. He went drunk driving right after winning the football match. It seems that we are unable to see the miracle of catching the ball with his face anymore." Pan Ning had the same liking as Wu Hai. They both liked watching him catch the ball with his face.
"Huh? A car accident?" With a frown, the novelist took out the phone and started to look up the related news.
Once he entered the word 'Atlanta', all related news that appeared was about Liny's car accident. There were all kinds of versions and all types of speculations about it.
"So it is." The novelist read the news with a strange expression and then looked at Wu Hai.
Meanwhile, he couldn't help thinking inwardly, "Yes, you won my liquor. So what? I can let misfortune befall your favorite football player with my will."
That's right. The novelist indeed thought that way. The key point was that he instantly felt better by thinking that.
With the quirky exultation on his face, he stared at Wu Hai without even blinking.
"It's just a cup of liquor. Even if it's bamboo liquor, he doesn't need to reveal such an abnormal expression." Wu Hai, who had no idea of that and moved closer to Ling Hong while stroking his mustaches.
While it was bustling at the door of Yuan Zhou's restaurant, Yuan Zhou was nevertheless preparing the ingredients quietly on the other side of the door.
Of course, this word "quietly" didn't mean Yuan Zhou was quiet. It actually meant the outside noises basically couldn't pass into the restaurant because of the protection of the system. Therefore, Yuan Zhou could enjoy such quietness.
The system displayed, "Ding. Congratulations you have completed the hidden mission and become well-known throughout the city."
"What the damn is this?" Yuan Zhou was startled by the abrupt information of the system and gave a start.
The system displayed, "Host, you have completed the hidden mission.
"Hidden mission? What's that?" Yuan Zhou was instantly attracted and then asked curiously.
The system displayed, "The hidden mission means the mission isn't released by the system but is triggered and completed by the host himself."
"So is there any reward?" Yuan Zhou was a pragmatic person and he cared only about that.
The system displayed, "Yes. Host, you can check by yourself."
"The system is really generous." Yuan Zhou started to check it smilingly.
[Hidden mission] Within one year, the fame of the host can reach the extent of being well-known throughout the city under the condition that he doesn't publicize by yourself. (Completed)
(Mission tips: The hidden mission means the mission that isn't released nor told to you by the system but is completed by the host himself.)
[Mission reward] Classical Roast Goose (available to be received)
[Reward tips: Despite whatever others owns, we have the Classical Roast Goose.)
When Yuan Zhou realized the reward was roast goose, he was fairly delighted. But when he saw the tips, he didn't feel that good.
"System, is it really necessary to give tips that way?" Yuan Zhou supported his forehead.
"Hey. You think that if you don't speak, I won't know you are here? If you dare to give such tips, why don't you dare to answer me?" Yuan Zhou was made speechless by the capricious tips.
Without realizing that, he used the popular internet slang currently.
"Damn it. It doesn't suit me at all." Once he said that, Yuan Zhou found the slang didn't suit him.
He was anyhow a prince charming.
"Forget it. Receive the reward." Yuan Zhou sighed and received the reward first.
In his mind, a book-shaped object instantly turned into broken bits of light spots and flew into his deep mind.
Yuan Zhou stood for quite a while before he opened his eyes.
"It's really an interesting cooking method." Yuan Zhou went over the cooking method of the roast goose carefully.
The cooking method provided by the system was quite different from those that Yuan Zhou had ever seen before. That made Yuan Zhou quite happy.
"Coincidentally, I haven't served the western-style food set. I can serve this dish first." While stroking his forehead, Yuan Zhou immediately decided to serve this dish that made his customers would fight for later.
The breakfast time soon arrived. And Yuan Zhou's restaurant was also opened.
"Everybody, opening hours commence now. Please take turns and come on in for breakfast." It was Saturday today and Shen Min was on duty.
"I'm starving." The customers said while getting inside the restaurant.
"Exactly. Seldom do I get up so early on Saturday. Fortunately, I can eat it today," said a customer who entered the restaurant among the first ten people.
"Haha. This old man isn't late, either." It was the grandpa who hadn't been here for long.
"Grandpa, you haven't been here for so long." Wu Hai nodded and greeted him.
"I went out to travel with my kids. Everything was going well except that I missed the dishes here." The grandpa clicked his tongue and then said while recollecting the taste in his memory.
"Then go into the restaurant." Wu Hai smiled and said.
"I have got to see what dish has Little Yuan served. Of course, the Soup Dumplings are still my favorite." The grandpa smiled and said.
"I'm providing Soup Dumplings today," said Yuan Zhou naturally. He also saw the grandpa.
"Good. When I was out, I missed the damn Soup Dumplings so much." The grandpa moved quickly and immediately got seated.
"Shen Min, carry them to him." Yuan Zhou took out the emerald green bamboo steamer and told Shen Min directly.
"Alright." Shen Min took the tray right away.
"I will take advantage of my seniority and eat it." The grandpa said smilingly.
"Soup Dumplings, get me one serving, please." Ling Hong said at once.
What a joke! In order to eat it, he had so much trouble at the beginning. Even so, he had eaten it for a few times only.
"Boss Yuan, you really need to prepare more Soup Dumplings." Ling Hong looked at Yuan Zhou with an earnest look.
"After all, we are not the birds that can eat their fill with a small soup dumpling." Ling Hong said after that.
"It's not small. This size is supposed to be the biggest among the ordinary soup dumplings." Yuan Zhou shook his head and then said.
"You also say it's biggest among the ordinary ones. But Boss Yuan's craftsmanship is not ordinary, so he doesn't need to make a comparison with those ordinary ones." No wonder Ling Hong was a successful fop. He was even skilled at complimenting others.
"Tsk-tsk. This young man really has a nice eloquence," said the grandpa while savoring the delicacy leisurely.
"It's indeed good." Wu Hai also managed to find some time to nod.
"No need. I think it's good this way." Yuan Zhou also received the compliment naturally and then refused Ling Hong's proposal.
Up until now, the most complicated and most expensive dish was about to appear in Yuan Zhou's restaurant.
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WhoWhoWho
The System is like a ninja. Sneak Attack!
Khem
The story keeps alluding to a fight breaking out over the roast goose. Why are they going to fight? Is it like the liquor where there’s a strict limit on the amount sold? 🤔 Thanks for the chapter
Daoist_Pinkerton
Maybe the next tier hidden mission will reward Boss Yuan with a turducken recipe.
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Chapter 428: Elaborate Roast Goose
Translator: Xiong_Guoqi Editor: DesTheSloth
"Teacher, teacher, can you take me as your disciple today?" Wu Hong's voice passed to Yuan Zhou from a distance and was extraordinarily loud.
Yuan Zhou couldn't help but want to support his forehead. Thinking of his aloof prince charming figure that he had shaped with difficulty, however, he managed to refrain himself from doing that.
Instead, he just knitted his brows severely.
"Little Master Yuan, you have taken a disciple?" The grandpa looked at Wu Hong who ran into the restaurant rashly and asked in surprise.
"Haha. Oh, yes. Boss Yuan, your little disciple came again," said Wu Hai. Obviously, he knew that Yuan Zhou didn't like trouble, but still showed no mercy towards him.
"Don't say that. Wouldn't that waste our time if Boss Yuan suddenly agrees to his request?" Ling Hong was a little more conscientious than Wu Hai, although he said that also for food.
"No, I have no intention of taking anyone as my disciple." Yuan Zhou uttered and clarified seriously.
"Besides, there are not many people qualified to call me teacher, which includes you." Yuan Zhou said that quite seriously.
"Teacher..." Wu Hong got a little embarrassed and angry, but he still wanted to say something.
Nevertheless, Yuan Zhou knitted his brows and interrupted him, "I'm sorry. I think I have made myself understood quite well yesterday. I have no intention of taking a disciple at the moment."
"Teacher, you also say you won't take anyone at the moment. Perhaps, you'll have the intention later." Wu Hong wasn't swayed by Yuan Zhou's refusal at all and he still insisted.
"Now is the opening hours of this restaurant. If you want to eat, please go to line up. If you don't, please leave." Having paid no attention to Wu Hong's words, Yuan Zhou straightforwardly started to drive him away.
"Young man, you can't call him teacher even if he has the thought of taking a disciple," said the grandpa meaningfully before Yuan Zhou spoke.
"Who are you?" Wu Hong didn't have any other meaning in asking that. He was just curious.
"It doesn't matter whom I am. I'm just a customer, but you have bothered me." The grandpa burst into laughter.
"Oh. Yuan Zhou, what do you think?" Upon hearing the grandpa was merely a customer, Wu Hong didn't say anything else. He turned his head and looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly.
"Not mentioning anything else, why do you still address Boss Yuan disrespectfully by name since you are here to acknowledge him as your teacher?" Ling Hong waved his hand and interrupted Wu Hong again.
"I can't address him by name?" Wu Hong revealed a puzzled look.
"Of course you can't. Don't ask me about the reason. Just think about it on your own." Ling Hong answered him bluntly.
"Are you going to eat here?" Seeing Wu Hong flush but still stay in the restaurant, Shen Min went up and asked.
Yuan Zhou was relieved silently. After all, it was fairly tiring to talk with someone that wouldn't listen to your explanations at all.
"No, no, no. I have eaten breakfast." Wu Hong shook his head.
"I'm sorry. Our restaurant is in the middle of running its business and it's a little crowded inside." Shen Min said with a euphemistical manner.
"No problem. I'll wait outside." Wu Hong didn't give up. He clenched his fist and said earnestly.
"Thank you, sir." Shen Min answered courteously.
"Boss Yuan seems to be in big trouble." Ling Hong shook his head.
"Indeed." The grandpa nodded his head approvingly.
"Never mind. I really never intended to take a disciple and even if I'll take one, he's not my choice." Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
With his resolute attitude, Yuan Zhou made his customers feel relieved.
Meanwhile, Yuan Zhou whispered secretly in his mind, "He has absolutely no discernment and is simply far worse than me."
Once the breakfast time ended, Yuan Zhou shut the door after a sound of "Hua La". He totally ignored Wu Hong who was prepared to greet him.
"I'm going to concentrate on the Roast Goose carefully today." Yuan Zhou clapped his hands and said to himself.
Naturally, the door blocked the sight of those people outside.
"He surprisingly shut the door and went to sleep so quickly." Wu Hong put down his raised hand and said helplessly.
"Shall we go, my dear nephew?" His aunt, Wu Qian, appeared and said to Wu Hong.
"Ok. I'll come by again at noon." Wu Hong said energetically.
"Ok. Accompany me to wander around." Wu Qian dragged Wu Hong away.
At the other side, Yuan Zhou started to go upstairs and wash up in preparation for cooking the Roast Goose.
Wiping his face, cleaning the hands, and changing the clothes. Yuan Zhou finished all the preparatory work solemnly before he went downstairs.
After all, the cooking method of the Roast Goose was quite complicated and very difficult. Doing these actions were to calm him down.
Just like what those top martial artists did before the decisive battle. Everything was for bringing his best mental state into play.
"The first Guangdong cuisine of my restaurant." Yuan Zhou breathed out.
"Wait. System, do I need to kill the goose by myself this time?" Yuan Zhou suddenly asked that before he opened the cabinet.
The system displayed, "No need. The system has provided the defeathered goose."
"Great." After saying that, Yuan Zhou immediately pulled the door of the cabinet open.
Once the door was open, a trace of coolness came out from inside.
"It's surprisingly a freezer." Yuan Zhou took out a goose from inside expressionlessly.
Yuan Zhou had already been accustomed to the advanced technology of the system.
"Sometimes, I really feel I'm living in a space filled with technology from the future." After a while, Yuan Zhou's ridiculing voice passed from his face mask.
The system displayed, "The renovation provided by the system is absolute."
Yuan Zhou didn't know why, but he always felt there was a prideful feeling from the ice cold words.
Besides observing the ingredients, Yuan Zhou also got used to smelling, looking and touching them in sequence.
"Um. It seems the goose hasn't been killed for more than half an hour. The abdomen is still warm and the color is also very beautiful." Yuan Zhou was observing the naked goose on the chopping board silently.
The system displayed, "Yes. The goose was killed at 9:05 a.m. It only takes 10 minutes from killing to cleaning the feathers."
"It's really as expected." Yuan Zhou took a look at the clock on the wall. It was barely 9:20.
While Yuan Zhou was distinguishing the flesh of goose at his end, Ling Hong suddenly thought of the girl that came from the school for the deaf and mute.
The answer given by the shy man that day was in accordance with Ling Hong's expectation but also contrary to his expectations.
Not long after he asked the shy man that day, the girl came to line up. Just as usual, the shy man walked quickly to the back of the girl and looked at her silently, yet not preparing to greet her voluntarily.
When they entered the restaurant, however, he quickly took a seat next to the girl. He moved really really quickly.
Occasionally, he talked as if he was muttering to himself, but once the girl took a glimpse at him, he became quite delighted with a blush on his face.
"I happen to be free now. Let me go have a look." Ling Hong slightly turned the steering wheel and drove to that street.
Ling Hong was just curious if they would end up as a couple in the end. However, he would never reveal the girl's problem.
"A shy man who's eager for the physical health and a mute girl who's kind and optimistic. Cupid is really interesting." Ling Hong tittered and thought that. Then he changed direction and drove back to his company at the next crossing.
"I would be seen as abnormal if I go watch her this way. Forget it." Ling Hong put on the sunglasses in a posturing way and drove across the street fast.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou had no idea of that as he was also in shock.
"Did you say it is the Eastern Zhejiang White Goose?" Yuan Zhou picked the goose up and observed it carefully.
"As far as I know, the raising history of the Eastern Zhenjiang White Goose was as long as 1600 years, isn't it?" Yuan Zhou had an impressive memory now. Once the breed was confirmed, he thought of the related information immediately.
"But this goose doesn't seem to be from Xiangshan or Fenghua. Instead, it's seemingly from Shaoxing." Yuan Zhou said positively.
The ingredients provided by the system was always top-notched. Although Yuan Zhou likewise felt suspicious sometimes, it broadened his scope of knowledge invisibly.
The system displayed, "The breed provided by the system is the Eastern Zhejiang White Goose that is native to Shaoxing. The beak, shin, and web of the goose are all bright orange during their infant stage while those turn reddish orange when it's grown up. Its feet are jade-white color; the color of its caruncle is a little lighter than that of its beak; its eyelids are golden yellow and the colors are bright and beautiful."
"It likes drinking Shaoxing yellow rice wine."
"Pigs that eat watermelon and geese that drink wine..." Upon reading that, Yuan Zhou only wanted to laugh bitterly.