Gourmet Food Supplier

Yuan Zhou took a few steps forward again, carefully avoiding the draft on the ground with each step. He stopped when he was two meters away from Wu Hai and then said,""I still have breakfast. I cooked some porridge and some vegetables that Grandpa Jia gave me. I'll have my breakfast in about ten minutes."

After saying that, Wu Hai raised his head. However, his current appearance was a little scary. His eyes were red and he looked dispirited as if he had been suffering for a week.

"Okay, okay. See you in ten minutes." Wu Hai's voice was a little hoarse. He tried his throat and finally found his own voice.

"Yes." After a nod, Yuan Zhou turned around and left.

"Thank you, boss Yuan. Thank you, boss Yuan. Sorry for the trouble." Zheng Jiawei followed Yuan Zhou and kept thanking him.

"Boss Yuan, you should also pay attention to your health. Don't tire yourself out." Zheng Jiawei reminded Yuan Zhou when he walked to the door.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou answered and then turned his head to go downstairs.

"It will all pass. Boss Yuan, take care of your health. There are still many people waiting for you to open your restaurant." Zheng Jiawei said earnestly behind Yuan Zhou.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou didn't turn his head, but answered with a slightly louder voice.

"Sigh, what's going on? that damned thief." Zheng Jiawei cursed in a low voice. His mouth moved quickly and his voice was very soft.

Speaking of scolding people, Zheng Jiawei had never been afraid of anyone.

In just a short while, the thief had been scolded from head to toe.

When Zheng Jiawei turned his head and saw Wu Hai still standing in front of the easel, he cursed even faster.

"There's only seven minutes left," Zheng Jiawei reminded him carefully.

Wu Hai just stood there blankly without any reaction.

Zheng Jiawei sighed in his heart and revealed a worried expression. He looked at the untouched food on the table and didn't say anything.

Not until he reminded Wu Hai that the ten minutes were up did Wu Hai move. However, he almost fell down.

"Be careful, little hai. You haven't moved for the whole night, so your legs must be numb. Wait for me to help you." Zheng Jiawei immediately jumped to Wu Hai's side and supported him.

"Yes." Wu Hai's voice was still as hoarse as before.

The two of them tried to walk a few steps in the room, then walked to the door and went downstairs.

"Then you eat breakfast, I'll go get a free meal." While saying that, Wu Hai walked straight to Yuan Zhou's restaurant.

"Okay. Little hai, you should eat more. This is boss Yuan's treat. It's free." Zheng Jiawei repeatedly reminded him with a light voice.

Wu Hai didn't answer him. Instead, he walked towards Yuan Zhou's restaurant step by step.

"It's good that you can eat, it's good that you can eat. " Zheng Jiawei turned around and went back to the studio. He directly went to the window and watched Wu Hai enter Yuan Zhou's restaurant. Only then did he stand on his tiptoes and turn around twice happily.

Of course, Zheng Jiawei didn't step on Wu Hai's draft when he was walking in circles.

On the other side, when Wu Hai entered Yuan Zhou's restaurant, he saw Yuan Zhou holding a tray and preparing to enter the Sergestes wall landscape.

"Eat inside," While saying that, Yuan Zhou walked into the small courtyard.

"Alright," he said. Wu Hai nodded his head and followed him into the restaurant.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a small table in the small garden. That was the place where Yuan Zhou would sometimes pour himself a cup of wine and drink by himself.

Now, the two plates of snow vegetables on the table could be seen from afar.

When he arrived at the place, Yuan Zhou put down the tray. There were two small blue-and-white bowls on the tray, which were filled with thin congee. The rice grains inside were soft and mushy, and there were also two pairs of chopsticks.

"It's just a bowl of porridge, nothing else," Yuan Zhou said with a solemn expression.

"Feed the cat. It's so little." Wu Hai looked at the small bowl used by the family and said with dissatisfaction.

"The rules." Yuan Zhou carried the bowl and said lightly.

"Compass," Wu Hai muttered and then also took up the bowl.

The congee in the bowl was just right in thickness, and it could be eaten or drunk directly. The fragrance of the rice grains rushed into the throat in one mouthful, and the warm texture made the tongue feel very comfortable.

The rice grains in his mouth melted with a slight sip, turning into a richer rice fragrance. He swallowed it in one gulp, and the warmth went from his throat to his stomach.

Instantly, Wu Hai had the feeling of sighing,""It smells so good."

"The porridge is more fragrant with the snow vegetables." Yuan Zhou set down the bowl and picked up some snow vegetables with his chopsticks before sending them into his mouth.

"Yes." Wu Hai nodded his head and also picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and sent it into his mouth.

The snow vegetables had been stir-fried by Yuan Zhou and tasted very fragrant with a little saltiness, which made people want to eat more rice unconsciously.

And Wu Hai did the same. He took another mouthful of porridge.

The rice fragrance of the congee and the salty fragrance of the snow vegetables were a perfect match. When he chewed, it even neutralized another kind of fragrance, which went well with the rice.

"This snow vegetable is very delicious." Wu Hai said.

"Yes, it's delicious." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

Today, Wu Hai ate the porridge very slowly. One mouthful of the porridge after another. The more he ate, the warmer his stomach became. Even the fatigue from staying up all night had dissipated a lot.

This point could be clearly seen from Wu Hai's increasing number of words.

"You don't have to pay for today's meal, right? I didn't bring any money, and of course, I didn't bring my phone." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and sipped a mouthful of porridge contentedly and said rascally.

"I won't accept." Yuan Zhou was speechless.

Wu Hai nodded his head and said matter-of-factly,""I'm accompanying you for a meal, it's only right that you don't accept it. "

"I've always been curious about how you've managed to survive until now. " Yuan Zhou asked primly.

"By being handsome." Wu Hai said without even thinking.

"Hehe." Yuan Zhou just let out a "hehe" and said nothing.

"Sigh, I can't help it if I'm handsome." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and sighed.

Yuan Zhou remained silent and didn't say anything, totally pretending that there was no such person.

After talking for quite a while, Wu Hai pointed at the back door that was opened in the courtyard and asked,""That's broth's wife, right?"

As broth and the rice stayed up late with Yuan Zhou last night, he had prepared an extra meal for them today and they were eating at the entrance of the courtyard.

Wu Hai pointed at the earthen yellow rice and asked.

"Yes, she's called rice." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"What is it called?" Wu Hai indicated that he didn't hear her clearly.

"The rice is a perfect match for broth." Yuan Zhou said indifferently.

"You named it, right?" Wu Hai said affirmatively.

"Of course." Yuan Zhou nodded his head proudly.

"I have also named the child of broth and rice." Yuan Zhou continued.

"I have a bad feeling about this." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and said with a solemn look.

"Maybe it's because your sister will beat you to death if she finds out you stayed up late." Yuan Zhou answered naturally.

"..." Wu Hai was instantly speechless.

"Let's get back to the name. I'm going to call the child of broth and rice, rice soup. " Yuan Zhou turned back and said when he found Wu Hai had stopped talking.

"Hehe, a family is related to eating." Wu Hai said.

"Of course, isn't life all about eating and drinking?" Yuan Zhou said subconsciously.

"Yes, only eating and drinking." Wu Hai answered.

After saying that, the two of them remained silent for a while before Wu Hai said,""Speaking of which, does broth agree with this name?"

"Broth is very happy, and so is the rice." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and said earnestly.

"Right? rice." After saying that, Yuan Zhou turned his head and shouted at the rice.

Rice, who had been eating with his head lowered, raised his head and looked at Yuan Zhou before uttering a few sounds.

"He looks very happy." Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.

"As long as you're happy." Looking at broth which was obviously about to fall to the ground, Wu Hai said with a solemn look.

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