Chapter 1501: Still very delicious
That bowl of crisp meat soup was specially kept by Yuan Zhou, but in fact, Yuan Zhou didnât know whether that person would come or not.
After all the customers had gone up, the restaurant quieted down. However, Yuan Zhou was still waiting in the restaurant.
The bright lights in the shop shone through the door and illuminated the entrance, making the dark night outside a little warmer.
âTa ta ta.â At this moment, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.
Upon hearing the footsteps, Yuan Zhou stood up almost immediately. He didnât forget to turn the bowl of crispy meat soup that had been covered on his head.
Having carried the bowls, Yuan Zhou quickly opened the partition and walked to the door.
As expected, as soon as Yuan Zhou arrived at the door, a person walked out. The person was slightly hunched and appeared in front of Yuan Zhou while holding a bowl wrapped in plastic wrap.
âAh, little boss Yuan is here.â When the man saw Yuan Zhou standing at the door, he said with a slight surprise and shock.
âYes, heâs here.â Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
âLast year, you said that these tangyuans were delicious, so I made a few more this year. I hope you donât mind, do you want to try some more?â The man lifted the bowl slightly.
Thatâs right. This person was the old granny who often helped Yuan Zhou clean up the restaurant. She had been doing this in silence because she was grateful for the customers attracted by Yuan Zhou.
In fact, she didnât want to send tangyuans this year. But when she thought of Yuan Zhouâs comment about her delicious cooking last time, she made some more and sent them to him. However, she still felt a little nervous in her heart.
After all, Yuan Zhouâs current status was different. He was a big celebrity who appeared in the official media. Therefore, the granny felt a little nervous.
She wasnât afraid that Yuan Zhou wouldnât accept her embarrassment, but she was afraid that Yuan Zhou would be unhappy if the dishes she cooked didnât taste good.
Some people were like this. Even if this kindness was not specially given to her, she would remember it and repay it. The old lady was such a person.
âThank you very much. I was just thinking that I didnât make tangyuans this year and wanted to eat them, but you sent them here.â Yuan Zhou hurriedly put down the bowl in his hand and took it from the granny with both hands.
âBoss Yuan, you didnât cook tangyuan this year?â The old grandma said in surprise.
âYes, I didnât make it this year. I made crisp meat and vermicelli soup.â Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
âCrispy meat is good too. I used to like to eat this during the new year.â The old lady said hurriedly.
âYes, so I made some, but itâs a little too much. Thereâs still one bowl left. If you donât mind, do you want to take it back and try it?â Yuan Zhou said conveniently.
âAh? This⊠This is not good. â The old grandma waved her hand and said.
âItâs really leftovers. You see, weâve already eaten, but we havenât cleared the bowls. â Yuan Zhou turned his body sideways to let the granny look at the bowl on the long table.
âI canât accept that. I know the dishes in your restaurant are all good stuff. I canât accept them.â The old lady was a little hesitant, but she still refused.
âThen you know that thereâs a rule in my restaurant that I canât waste food, and I have to abide by it. But I want to eat tangyuan now, so I canât eat this bowl of crisp meat. If I force myself to eat it, Iâm afraid Iâll have to go to the hospital tomorrow.â Yuan Zhou said with a gentle expression.
âThatâs true. We canât eat too much at night, or weâll accumulate food. We canât waste food.â The old lady nodded in agreement.
âSo you can take it away. Thank you for the tangyuan.â While they were talking, Yuan Zhou had already stuffed the bowl of well-cooked crispy meat vermicelli soup into the hands of the granny while he was holding the tangyuans.
âThank you. I know you have a good heart, boss Yuan.â Seeing Yuan Zhouâs resolute manner, the granny didnât refuse him anymore. She just nodded and accepted it.
âGoodbye.â Yuan Zhou didnât say much, but just revealed a rare faint smile and said.
âOkay. If you like it, Iâll bring you more next time.â The old lady didnât forget to remind him before she turned around.
âI will,â Yuan Zhou said.
Seeing Yuan Zhou nod his head, the granny also left with the bowl of crispy meat vermicelli soup.
Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, only turned around and went back to his restaurant after he saw them off at the end of the street. Then, he closed the door.
Yuan Zhou returned to the kitchen and directly uncovered the preservation film on the big bowl. A burst of hot air blew against his face, followed by the fragrance of the flour of the tangyuan.
There were a total of six tangyuans in the bowl. After they were cooked, the tangyuans looked very big. Because they were handmade, they didnât look very round. However, each of them was white and fat, which was very likable.
âIt should be delicious.â Yuan Zhou said lightly and then picked up the chopsticks and started to eat solemnly.
With one chopstick down, the thin skin of the tangyuan broke open, and glistening oil droplets and the fragrance of scallions flowed out. It was obviously a pork tangyuan stuffed with scallions.
âItâs really delicious. Itâs also delicious the second time I eat it.â While smelling the tangyuans, Yuan Zhouâs heart that was slightly empty was filled with the fragrance.
Thatâs right. In the past, on the evening of every Chinese New Yearâs Eve, the house would be filled with the smell of stir-fried pork with scallion and tangyuan filling. Such a smell made Yuan Zhou feel a little absent-minded.
The glutinous rice flour was finely ground, and it tasted sticky with the fragrance of pork and scallions, as well as the slight numbness of Sichuanâs Sichuan pepper.
Very soon, a salty tangyuan entered Yuan Zhouâs stomach. Then, Yuan Zhou picked up another one. This time, the White and chubby tangyuan revealed a sweet taste after it was split open.
âSweet tangyuan with white sugar.â Yuan Zhou revealed a smile and then started to eat.
There were a total of six tangyuans in the bowl, three sweet and three salty. The sweet tangyuans were slightly smaller than the salty ones. Yuan Zhou ate all of them up without leaving a single one.
She even finished the remaining sweet and salty soup in the bowl.
âItâs delicious. â Yuan Zhou set down the bowl and heaved a sigh of satisfaction.
After resting for a while, Yuan Zhou directly stood up and started to wash the dishes. He didnât leave the kitchen until he washed the dishes and dried them.
However, Yuan Zhou didnât go to the pub directly. Instead, he carried an oilpaper bag and a big bowl and went to the back door.
He opened the back door with one hand, and two pairs of dark eyes immediately looked over.
âHappy New Year.â Yuan Zhou lowered his head and said softly to broth and the rice.
âWoof woof.â Rice barked twice and even wagged its tail happily.
As for broth, it had always been aloof. It just stared at the cloth bag and the big bowl in Yuan Zhouâs hands, as if it was waiting for Yuan Zhou to eat.
âIâve already said Happy New Year. How about you, broth?â Yuan Zhou squatted down and looked at broth.
Broth directly rolled its eyes at Yuan Zhou. Its eyes were clearly showing its contempt for Yuan Zhouâs naivety.
âSigh, Iâm so sad. Weâve been together for so long, but youâre not even willing to say âHappy New Yearâ on such a festive occasion.â Yuan Zhou muttered in a low voice.
The rice at the side looked at Yuan Zhou and then at broth curiously. Then, it nudged broth and barked fiercely.
On the other hand, the dog face of broth revealed a human-like helplessness and it barked at Yuan Zhou twice in a low voice.
âThatâs right. Hereâs your New Yearâs Eve dinner, chicken jerky, beef jerky, and cooked cabbage. Thereâs also broth.â As soon as Yuan Zhou heard that broth had compromised, he immediately divided the food in his hand into two portions and placed them in front of the two dogs.
âEat slowly.â Yuan Zhou stood up and left when he saw the two fish eating slowly.
After getting up, Yuan Zhouâs expression had already lost the look of a little rascal. Instead, he had recovered his serious and earnest look.
After all, Yuan Zhou had always done a good job in maintaining his public image.
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