Chapter 653 - Last-Minute Mission (2/2)

“No. We are not offering Bamboo Liquor today, but we are not offering BBQ as well,” Yuan Zhou shook his head and answered with a serious tone.

“But…” Chen Wei wanted to say something else but he was stopped with a pull by the novelist behind him.

“Why are you pulling me?” Chen Wei asked in confusion.

“No reason. I just don’t want to hear your question,” the novelist spoke earnestly.

“Are you trying to get a beating?” Chen Wei felt somewhat angry.

“Mhm, let’s speak outside.” The novelist nodded at Yuan Zhou before turning around to leave.

“That was random,” Chen Wei said and turned around. Just as he was about to ask his question, he was stopped by Fang Heng.

“What’s going on?” Chen Wei was utterly confused. Why were so many people trying to stop him from speaking?

“See for yourself,” Fang Heng said as he stepped to the side, giving Chen Wei a clear view of Yuan Zhou’s face.

This time, Chen Wei no longer tried asking. He obediently followed the novelist out the door.

“Ok. If there is no liquor today, we will come again tomorrow. Goodbye.” Fang Heng waved his hand and excused himself.

They did not even try to ask the reason for there being no liquor. This was a rare occurrence. Even if this was the first time Yuan Zhou had refused to offer both liquor and BBQ without providing any reason, they still decided to not ask him why. Even Wu Hai, the foodie, who normally had the most to say kept his silence this time.

Noon arrived.

“Boss Yuan seems to be in a bad mood. For some reason, his entire person looks rather bad,” Mu Xiaoyun seriously explained to their frequent customers at the door.

“But the food is still so good it makes one feel like swallowing one’s own tongue,” at the side, Wu Hai chipped in.

“The only thing you know is to eat.” Man Man who was catching a breather from her busy work looked at Wu Hai in disdain.

“Of course that’s the only thing I know. But that’s better than being someone who does not dare to eat in fear of getting fat. Someone like you,” Wu Hai shot back.

“Don’t you care about Boss Yuan?” Man Man asked curiously.

“Nope. Boss Yuan never mentioned that he needed my help anyway. If he says that, I will naturally help. Since he hadn’t mentioned anything and nothing seemed to have happened, it’s clear that it is his personal issue. There is no need to ask about that” Wu Hai righteously voiced his skewed line of reasoning.

He was speaking so incoherently. He first claimed he wouldn’t help, then he claimed he wouldn’t ask. Man Man was speechless when she heard him.

“From the looks of it, Boss Yuan does not seem to want anyone to know about that matter,” Ling Hong voiced his agreement on Wu Hai’s opinion.

“Actually, I saw Boss Yuan buying flowers and fruits,” Zhou Jia spoke with some hesitation.

“White chrysanthemums and a white tiny flower which I think is the windflower,” Zhou Jia added.

“Enough, stop guessing,” as a bossy person by nature, Jiang Changxi stopped everyone’s discussion.

In fact, after Zhou Jia said what she saw, everyone already knew the reason. They had merely reached a tacit mutual understanding to not bring it out. After all, since Yuan Zhou hadn’t spoken about it, it could only mean that he did not want to speak about it. If that was the case, there was no point to their discussion. In any case, there would still be liquor tomorrow. So long as the restaurant was still around, everything would be fine.

For the entire day, Yuan Zhou maintained a solemn expression on his face. He also spoke fewer words than he usually would. Of course, his mannerism and respect towards his customers were still there. Yuan Zhou’s skill was also still there. The food he cooked was as high quality as ever. After serving dinner, the restaurant closed for the day. Once again, Yuan Zhou asked the system.

“Can I take the fruits out of the restaurant?” Yuan Zhou’s question was direct and concise.

It was already clear what’s going on. Since Yuan Zhou was going to visit his parents’ tomb, he naturally wished to bring the best he could. Today was the death anniversary of his parents.

The system displayed, “The ingredients of the restaurant can’t be brought out.”

The system directly rejected as always.

“But I need to take them out. Is there any way around it?” An intense emotion was contained within Yuan Zhou’s words, something which was rarely seen.

The restaurant sank into a long silence — a silence resembling the peaceful mornings of the restaurant — before answering again.

The system displayed, “A last-minute mission has been issued. Do you accept?”