The bowl of crispy soup was specially left by Yuanzhou, but in fact, Yuanzhou didn't know if that person would come.

Just after all the diners went up and the store became quiet, Yuanzhou was still waiting in the store.

The bright lights in the store shine through the door, illuminating the door, making the dark night outside more warm.

"TaTaTa" at this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

Hearing the footsteps, Yuanzhou stood up almost immediately, and did not forget to turn his head to serve the covered crispy soup.

After serving the bowl, Yuanzhou quickly opened the partition and reached the door with one steadily.

Sure enough, as soon as Yuanzhou arrived at the door, a person came out of there. The man was slightly hunched over, holding a bowl wrapped in plastic wrap in his hand, and appeared in front of Yuanzhou.

"Oh, Boss Yuan is here." The man saw that Yuanzhou was at the door, and he was slightly surprised and frightened.

"Yeah, here." Yuanzhou nodded.

"Last year you said that this dumpling is delicious, but I have made a few more this year. Don't dislike it, do you want to try it?" The man held the bowl upwards and said.

Yes, this person is the old lady who often helps Yuanzhou clean the door of steamed buns and soy milk. Because she is grateful to the diners attracted by Yuanzhou, she has been doing these things silently.

Actually, she didn't want to send dumplings this year, but thinking that the last time Yuanzhou said that she made delicious, she made a few more and sent them, but she felt a little nervous.

After all, Yuanzhou's current identity is different. He is a famous celebrity who has become an official media, so the old lady is a little nervous.

It’s not that I’m afraid that Yuanzhou will not accept her ashamed, but that Yuanzhou feels unhappy when he makes it.

Some people are like this. Even if this kindness is not given to her specifically, she can remember and repay it. The old lady is such a person.

"Thank you, I was just thinking that I didn't make dumplings this year, so you brought them here." Yuanzhou quickly put down the bowl in his hand and took the bowl in his hand with both hands.

"Boss Yuan didn't make dumplings this year?" the old lady said in surprise.

"Well, I didn't make it this year, I made a crispy vermicelli soup." Yuanzhou nodded.

"It's good to have crispy meat. I used to like to eat this during the Chinese New Year." The old lady said hurriedly.

"Yes, so I made some, but there was a little too much, and there was still a bowl left. If you don't mind, take it back and try it?" Yuanzhou said in a straightforward manner.

"Ah? This...this is not good." The old lady waved her hand quickly.

"It's really left. You see, we've eaten it and the bowl has not been cleaned up yet." Yuanzhou turned sideways and asked the old lady to look at the bowl on the long table.

"This is not possible. I know that Boss Xiao Yuan, your store is full of good things, I can't ask for it." The old lady hesitated, but refused.

"Then you know that there are rules in my store that cannot be wasted, and I must abide by them. But now I want to eat dumplings, so I can't eat this bowl of crispy meat. If I force it to eat it, I'm afraid I will go to the hospital tomorrow." Yuanzhou said with a gentle expression.

"This is because you can't eat too much at night, otherwise you can't waste food if you accumulate food." The old lady nodded in agreement.

"So you take it away, thank you for your dumplings." As he spoke, Yuanzhou had already stuffed the prepared bowl of soft and crispy vermicelli soup into the old lady's hand, while he was holding the dumplings in his hand.

"Thank you, I know Boss Yuan, you are kind-hearted." Seeing Yuanzhou's firm look, the old lady stopped refusing and nodded and accepted.

"Goodbye." Yuanzhou didn't say much, but said with a rare smile.

"Okay, you have to like to eat. I'll send you some next time." The old lady did not forget to remind her before turning around.

"I will." Yuanzhou said.

When the old lady saw Yuanzhou nodding, she smiled and left with crispy meat vermicelli soup.

Yuanzhou watched people walk to the street and turned back to the store, then closed the door.

Yuanzhou returned to the kitchen and directly uncovered the plastic wrap on the large bowl. A burst of heat came to his face, and the flour aroma of the dumplings came.

There are a total of six dumplings in the bowl. After cooking, the dumplings look big because they are hand-written by themselves and don’t look very round, but they are all white and fat, which are very cute.

"It should be delicious." Yuanzhou said softly, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating solemnly.

When the chopsticks go down, the thin skin of the dumplings will break, and bright oil beads and a scent of onion flow out. Obviously, this is a pork dumpling with pork and green onion stuffing.

"It's really delicious, it's also delicious when I eat it the second time." The piece that was a little empty in Yuanzhou's heart was filled with such a fragrance.

Yes, every New Year's Eve night, my home was filled with the smell of fried scallion pork dumplings, which made Yuanzhou feel like a trance.

The glutinous rice flour is very fine, and it tastes sticky and has the aroma of pork and green onions, as well as the slight hemp of peppers unique to Sichuan Province.

Soon a salty glutinous rice ball entered Yuanzhou's stomach, and then Yuanzhou picked up one again. This time, the white and fat glutinous rice balls were pinched and a sweet smell appeared.

"Sweet glutinous rice balls of sugar." Yuanzhou smiled and then started eating.

There are six dumplings in this bowl, three sweet and three salty. The sweet dumplings are slightly smaller than the salty ones. There is no one left in Yuanzhou, so I just finished them all.

Even the sweet and salty soup left in the bowl was drunk.

"It's delicious." Yuanzhou put down the bowl and sighed with satisfaction.

After resting for a while, Yuanzhou stood up and started washing dishes until the bowls were washed bit by bit, then wiped them dry and placed them before leaving the kitchen.

But Yuanzhou did not go directly to the tavern, but went to the back door with a grease paper bag and a big bowl.

He opened the back door with one hand, and two pairs of dark eyes at the door immediately looked over.

"Happy New Year." Yuanzhou lowered his head and whispered to the noodle soup and rice.

"Wo Wang." Miri called out twice with great shame and shook her tail happily.

As for the noodle soup, I have always been cold, just staring at the cloth bags and big bowls in Yuanzhou's hand, and a copy of the old man who is waiting for food.

"I have already said Happy New Year, where is your noodle soup?" Yuanzhou squatted down and looked at the noodle soup.

The noodle soup gave Yuanzhou a blank look, and the eyes were bright and despised Yuanzhou's childishness.

"Oh, I'm so sad. At least we have been together for so long. During such a reunion festival, you don't even want to say a happy New Year." Yuanzhou whispered in a low voice.

The rice next to me looked at Yuanzhou and the noodle soup curiously, then decisively arched the noodle soup and let out a fierce voice.

The noodle soup's face showed human helplessness, and he whispered to Yuanzhou in a low voice.

"That's right, this is your New Year's Eve dinner, chicken jerky, beef jerky, cooked cabbage, and noodle soup." When Yuanzhou heard the noodle soup compromise, he immediately divided the things in his hand into two portions and placed them in front of the two dogs.

"Eat slowly." Yuanzhou stood up and left after seeing the two of them slowly eating.

Yuanzhou's expression after getting up was no longer the little scoundrel he had just looked like, but he returned to his serious and serious appearance.

After all, Yuanzhou has always done a good job in maintaining his external image.

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