Mr. Ling's words made Ling Hong very helpless, but he still spoke immediately.

"Grandpa, you can't eat it, not because I don't take you, because the doctor said you need to follow the nutritious meal." Ling Hong was still following Ruan Xiaoqing, so he had to clarify immediately.

Mr. Ling didn't catch this point, but just turned his head to Ruan Xiaoqing and said, "Xiaoqing quickly take away this cheap grandson. If it really doesn't work, whoever wants to pick it up, I don't want it."

Mr. Ling, Ruan Xiaoqing and Ling Hong once had tea together, so he naturally knew each other, but Mr. Ling's attitude towards Ruan Xiaoqing has not changed from beginning to end.

However, Ruan Xiaoqing felt a little uneasy, but in the face of Mr. Ling's kindness, she still smiled and said, "Actually, Ling Hong is talking about you, saying that you will bring you here when you are done, and Boss Yuan has also released Cantonese cuisine recently."

"Really?" Old Master Ling glanced at Ling Hong, and asked looking forward to Ruan Xiaoqing.

"Really." Ruan Xiaoqing nodded seriously.

"You guy is a little conscience." Old Master Ling snorted and lined up.

When queuing, Mr. Ling was in front, followed by the old adjutant, while Ling Hong stood behind him, and then Ruan Xiaoqing.

This was also what Ling Hong deliberately arranged in this way. After all, he and Ruan Xiaoqing were not sure, and she didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

It can be said that Ling Hong is very careful.

After a while, Yuanzhou opened the door of the shop. Mr. Ling's last dinner at the Yuanzhou shop began this year.

It is rare to eat it once, but because of the doctor's advice, Mr. Ling did not eat big fish and meat, but ate some light and palatable ones.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for Yuanzhou's production, Mr. Ling wouldn't be able to eat it.

After the meal, Mr. Ling couldn't help but sigh to his adjutant: "It's still delicious Xiao Yuan's cook, but the chefs at home are all too regular."

"It's all for your health." The adjutant smacked his lips with unsatisfactory intentions, but he still said pertinently

"I have been a few years old, so I can't let you eat peacefully." Old Master Ling muttered dissatisfied, and then went out directly.

The old adjutant smiled and did not reply, but followed Mr. Ling seriously.

Ling Hong deliberately took Ruan Xiaoqing out one step late, and then naturally took Ruan Xiaoqing to the intersection and happily picked up the car and went back.

As the saying goes, Laba Festival is the New Year, and it will soon be the New Year's Eve. Taoxi Road that morning is more lively than in previous years.

Even when I got up at five o'clock in Yuanzhou, I saw new couplets and blessing characters on the closed store doors that were already red, and some were posted with leave notes, which roughly talked about the business opening in the first few days.

"It's really a little tired without Zhou Jia and Shen Min." Yuanzhou sighed softly while running.

Yes, there has been only Yuanzhou in the store these days, and there is not even a person who orders and speaks. It is because Yuanzhou has this feeling.

As for Cheng Ying, Yuanzhou had already asked her to go home with Zhou Jiashenmin, and did not let her come over. She was only allowed to come again when she followed Technician Cheng to send New Year gifts.

"There should be people during the day, but there will probably be no one at night." Yuanzhou looked at the crowd on the street and said in his heart.

This is the same as in previous years. During New Year's Eve, some people still went to the store to have dinner, but basically disappeared at night.

"It's good not to have it, it's good." Yuanzhou suddenly said softly, and then continued to run.

As expected, this day was as Yuanzhou said, there were many people coming to eat breakfast, but there were very few lunches. It was rare for Yuanzhou to relax a little faster.

In winter, Rongcheng is dark early. Even though the weather has been good these days as the Chinese New Year approaches, it starts to get dark at 5 o'clock in the evening.

Yuanzhou stood in the kitchen and looked at the chopped meat. He had a rare desire to take a photo. He took out his cell phone and looked at the neat lean meat strips and the batter that was adjusted on the sides and took a photo.

[Eat crispy meat tonight.] Yuanzhou sent the photos and words to Yin Ya directly, then put down his phone and washed his hands and started to do it.

"Dingling." The rapid text message ringtone rang, and Yuanzhou was turning the crispy meat slowly turning into golden in the oil pan with chopsticks.

Yuanzhou was very focused and did not read text messages.

"I wonder how many people will come today." Yuanzhou thought to himself.

Soon, I remembered the footsteps outside the door, and the sounds were still two.

"Hello, Boss Yuan, let's have a meal." A male voice sounded, Yuanzhou looked at it, nodded to show that he knew.

The people who came were naturally Wu Hai and Zheng Jiawei, and the one who said they wanted to have a free meal was naturally the shameless Wu Hai.

"Sorry, I brought the specialty of our place this time, which is the unique pickled vegetables in our hometown. The taste is very different from those outside, and it cannot be sold outside, so I can only buy it locally." Zheng Jiawei said, and took out an ordinary cloth bag and put it on the long table.

"Well, I like this very much." Yuanzhou nodded with a crispy meat.

"That's good." Zheng Jiawei smiled.

"Don't look at me, I don't have such things, why don't I hang your top?" Wu Hai looked at Yuanzhou, waved his hand immediately, then looked up at the ceiling and said.

"No need." Yuanzhou immediately refused.

"I think it's good. If I hang my paintings all over it, it will complement each other." Wu Hai touched his beard and seriously thought about the feasibility of this matter.

"Other people have head-down people in the store, but my store is full of head-up people. Many people have been cured by cervical spondylosis." Yuanzhou joked rarely.

"This is an interesting thing. Everything in Boss Yuan's store is unique." Zheng Jiawei smiled.

"That's definitely different, because Boss Yuan's skills are different from those outside." Jiang Changxi was speaking.

"Sister Jiang didn't go back either?" Wu Hai said.

"Well, come and have the New Year's Eve dinner made by Boss Yuan." Jiang Changxi said.

"That's right, I feel that Boss Yuan cooked it delicious." This is what Ling Hong said when he brought Ruan Xiaoqing into the door.

"Boss Yuan, this is the dried fish from my hometown. I think the taste is a bit different from the ones in the store." Ruan Xiaoqing put a dried fish wrapped in oil paper and emitting a faint fishy smell and fragrance on the table.

"Yeah, thank you." Yuanzhou nodded and continued to fry the crispy meat.

"I heard that there is a New Year's Eve dinner today, and I'm here too." Xia Yu's voice sounded at the door.

"Here is Xiaoyu." Ruan Xiaoqing turned her head and greeted.

"Okay." Xia Yu looked at Ling Hong, walked to Ruan Xiaoqing with a smile and sat down.

"Hello, I heard that Chef Yuan has dinner tonight?" A strange accent sounded.

The person who came was the blonde Gabriel. He looked at the few people in the store and Yuanzhou, who was busy in the kitchen with curiously.

"Yes, there is still something to eat tonight, but you can't order food." Zheng Jiawei turned around and said to Gabriel himself.

"The food is already very good. I have found several of them and they are closed." Gabriel said with a look of gratitude.

"Come in, you can eat." Yuanzhou said simply.

"Thank you." Gabriel bent over at Yuanzhou before entering the door.

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Chapter completed!