Chapter 868 - Sharpening Knife (1/2)

Generally, men try not to cry easily. That was not to say that they were scared of being seen crying. They simply couldn’t accept themselves crying. Ling Hong was a person who cared greatly for his dignity. Therefore, when he cried, both Wu Hai and Yuan Zhou were stunned.

They had all expected that Ling Hong might be in a bad mood upon his return, but they had never expected it to be at this level. Both were shocked.

Yuan Zhou was at a loss, not knowing how to console him. As for Wu Hai, he immediately ran out of the restaurant. He entered the public toilet built by the Queuing Committee and closed the door before taking his jacket and shirt off and wore them backward. It looked weird wearing a long-sleeved shirt backward, but Wu Hai did not mind as he never cared for his image.

Only after he was done that he returned to Yuan Zhou’s restaurant. He did everything in a smooth sequence, taking only five minutes in total.

For some reason, Ling Hong was crying in a very miserable manner. Strictly speaking, apart from during his childhood when he found out his sister had an inborn heart disease, he had never teared up much.

Even Ling Hong himself did not know why he was crying. Perhaps it was because what he said was eight years late, giving him an immense sense of guilt? Perhaps it was because he saw the unique and beautiful woman that only had a different man in her eyes? Perhaps he was regretting what he did when he was studying? Perhaps it was some other reason? Or all the reasons combined?

Ling Hong was not scared of being embarrassed. Toward the end, his voice became hoarse from the crying.

At the side, Yuan Zhou opened his mouth again, but he could not find a chance to comfort Ling Hong. The only thing he could do was to close the doors so nobody could see it.

“Just let him cry. All men would want a chance to cry like this once, but most never had the chance to,” Wu Hai said.

“True,” Yuan Zhou muttered. He then asked, “So you are one of them?”

Wu Hai shook his head, “Not me. When I feel like crying, I will directly cry at home. I don’t care about shame.”

Yuan Zhou suddenly felt like it would be good to be shameless. When everyone cared so much about shame, the shameless person would have much greater freedom than others.

He accepted Wu Hai’s suggestion and did not interrupt Ling Hong. Ultimately, Ling Hong stayed an entire evening at Yuan Zhou’s restaurant. Of course, Wu Hai stayed that long as well. Without saying anything, he merely silently sat beside Ling Hong.

As for Yuan Zhou, he started preparing his ingredients when the time to do it arrived. At times, a person’s mere presence was sufficient.

At night, Sister Wan arrived. When she saw Ling Hong’s reddened eyes, she understood what happened. She did not say much, only saying that they should get something to drink tonight.

That was quite a good plan, but unfortunately, later in the night, they discovered that Ling Hong, Sister Wan, and Wu Hai had all failed to draw a slot. People like Chen Wei and Jiang Changxi who they knew well weren’t around either. They knew the customers drinking tonight, but they did not know them well.

And thus, after the pub was closed, Yuan Zhou accompanied Wu Hai, Sister Wan, and Ling Hong to Fang Heng’s pub to drink.

It was rare to see Yuan Zhou indulge himself like that. He drank with them and only left when everyone was getting tipsy.

Yuan Zhou had a good night’s sleep after drinking and woke up early the next morning.

After breakfast time, Yuan Zhou did not start sculpting immediately. Rather, he started checking the kitchen utensils.

“I think it’s time I sharpen these knives,” Yuan Zhou muttered as he checked the knives one by one.

Of the knives provided by the system, apart from the kitchen knife that required no sharpening, all other knives still needed sharpening.

Naturally, the system had provided the whetstones as well. in total, eight whetstones had been provided.

Yuan Zhou started carrying all the knives and whetstones outside. From the looks of it, he was about to sharpen his knives.

“By the way, System, do you know about Mo Sandao during the founding of the republic?” Yuan Zhou suddenly asked.

The system displayed, “Based on the records, this person only needed to grind the knife three times to complete the sharpening process, regardless of the knife.”

“Yes, it’s him. Do you have his sharpening technique?” Yuan Zhou nodded and asked.

The system displayed, “Yes.”