1845 Learning, learning

After walking in, they entered a small hall, only about four or five square meters in size. However, there was no table inside. There was only a small bar near the door and a door behind it. According to the faint burnt smell, Yuan Zhou judged that it should be the kitchen.

There were hidden doors on the left and right walls. The design was very elaborate. If one didn't pay attention, they wouldn't notice it at all. There was one on each side, and it was quite symmetrical.

The most eye-catching thing was the wall facing the door. It was a photo wall with a variety of photos of all kinds of people. There were couples, single people, and even people who were not straight.

Funny, lovey-dovey, silent face, forced to take a photo, shyness, happiness, joy, and so on. All kinds of moments were captured in Xiaoxiao's photo.

Some photos had words on them, some had small words next to them, and some were just photos. Because of the direction of the photo wall, people could see it as soon as they entered the room.

For example, a girl pouted her mouth and took a selfie, using a marker pen to write: Hahaha, I'll lose weight after this meal!

"I think my shop also lacks a wall like this." Yuan Zhou looked at it several times in silence and began to consider this possibility in his heart.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" Just when Yin ya couldn't control her feet and wanted to look at the photo wall up close, the young man behind the bar counter spoke in time.

"Yes, I'm surnamed Yuan," Yuan Zhou said.

"Alright, follow me." The young man checked the computer to verify the situation and then pushed open the secret door on the right with Yuan Zhou and Yin ya.

There were no tables inside. The only thing that occupied the space was a spiral staircase. It seemed that the real location of the shop was upstairs.

Just as Yuan Zhou had expected, he found only four tables outside the restaurant. Now, all the tables were occupied. He finally heard some voices, unlike the silence just now. There were two more doors, which should be the private rooms.

Yuan Zhou booked a private room and ordered the signature dishes of the restaurant. When there were only the two of them left, Yin ya opened her mouth.

"Blockhead, the design of this shop is quite good. It's very quiet." Yin ya said.

"It's indeed okay. " Yuan Zhou nodded his head and agreed.

"That photo wall is so cute. There are so many photos." Yin ya supported her chin with one hand and recalled the photos of the entire wall that she had just seen. Many of them looked very interesting.

"If you like it, I'll make one in the store." Yuan Zhou felt that there should be one in his restaurant as well.

"Are there any seats left in the shop?" Yin ya had always felt that the restaurant was very small and the seats were limited. However, since Yuan Zhou was alone, being small had its advantages as he wouldn't feel so tired.

Everyone knew that Yuan Zhou liked to do everything by himself.

"No problem," he said. Yuan Zhou recalled the layout of the restaurant and said affirmatively.

"Sure, there will definitely be many people who want to hang the photos." Yin ya said.

"Okay, I'll hang up our photos first." Yuan Zhou said.

"Which one do you want to hang?" Yin ya asked.

The main reason was that the two of them didn't have many chances to go out alone. Most of them went on dates in the restaurant. After all, Yuan Zhou was very busy, so they didn't have many chances to take photos.

"It's this one," Yuan Zhou took out his phone and showed Yin ya the picture he wanted to hang up.

The photo chosen by Yuan Zhou was taken by Yin ya on a whim during an afternoon tea. At that time, Yuan Zhou asked her to send the photo to him. Unexpectedly, the photo was developed secretly.

In the photo, the two of them were sitting in front of a stone table, their heads slightly close to each other. It was a beautiful sight against the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

"It's pretty good, I'll take this one. " Yin ya was a little surprised. She didn't expect that he could pick out such a good photo.

Soon, the BBQ was served. Yuan Zhou beckoned Yin ya to start eating. The taste wasn't very good, but it was barely satisfactory. However, the two of them chatted while eating and felt that they had a lot to talk about.

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"Xiao Ye, why don't I see boss Yuan today?" Chen Wei's loud voice was simply too distinctive.

"Lower your voice. Don't you know that your voice isn't nice? you'll easily scare people." Sister Wan said softly beside Chen Wei.

"Uh ..." Chen Wei was at a loss for words.

"It's fine. Although brother Chen's voice is indeed scary, I often walk at night, so I'm bold. The boss went out for some business, and I think he's with the lady boss. " Mao Ye waved his hands to show that he did not mind.

What else could Chen Wei say?

"Xiao Mao, you should be careful. It's dangerous for a girl to walk alone at night." Sister Wan reminded him.

"It doesn't matter if boss Yuan is out on a date, as long as there is liquor." The Shandong man who had been stationed in Chengdu for a long time stared at the wine that Mao Ye brought out, drooling.

The liquor served in boss Yuan's restaurant was very delicious. The burly man had never had enough of it before. The more he drank, the more he wanted to drink and the more he didn't want to leave. Plus, after the hangover cure set meal was served together with the small amount of liquor, the bamboo liquor, beer, and red wine were simply unparalleled.

After staying in Chengdu for a long time, the burly man could speak a few dialects.

"Even wine can't shut your mouth." Wang Hong was talking about Chen Wei.

"Just give me your wine," Chen Wei seized the opportunity and planned to drink some liquor. After all, he was going to give his liquor to sister Wan first.

Actually, sister Wan didn't like to drink, but Chen Wei did. Although she told Chen Wei to drink less, she would still accompany him to the pub from time to time.

"Everyone, let's drink together." Wu Yungui was in a good mood because it was rare for him to get a chieftain.

The customers didn't say much about Yuan Zhou's absence. As usual, they helped Mao Ye to take out the wine and set it on the table, serving the set meal that Yuan Zhou had prepared in advance.

Yuan Zhou came back before Mao Ye left. After sending Mao Ye off, he didn't wash up and go to bed immediately. Instead, he went to the first floor and wandered around.

"System, where do you think we should put this photo wall to show the unique style of our master chef Restaurant?" Yuan Zhou asked in his heart.

However, the system didn't answer him. After all, Yuan Zhou had criticized the system's sense of beauty for a long time.

Sakurai's shrimp wall definitely wouldn't work. There were still prawns inside, and he couldn't touch them.

The menu and the restaurant's rules were drawn on the left side. Together with the decorative patterns, they looked very beautiful. The ceiling was where Wu Hai's paintings occupied. Even the place where the small potted plants were placed was filled with small decorations sent by Zong mo. Of course, it was not only on the first floor, but also on the bookshelf on the second floor.

It felt like the entire store was going to be occupied by Zong Mo's antiques.

"It seems that it's better to receive less antiques from boss Zong in the future." Yuan Zhou looked around the restaurant and thought of how Zong Mo's endless tricks of gifting antiques were even more terrifying than Wu Hai 's.

"Let's just do it here," Yuan Zhou found that the wall beside the small table of four was still clean and could be used as a photo wall.

It was adjacent to the Sakurai shrimp wall and the other side was close to the door. It was large enough. Previously, Wu Hai had wanted to hang the painting there. However, due to Yuan Zhou's objection, he had no choice but to hang the painting on the ceiling.

Wu Hai was quite satisfied with that. After all, the ceiling was his territory and all the paintings hung there were his. Previously, he had successfully asked Zheng Jiawei to send him another five paintings. As a result, Zhou Xi had to raise his head to look at them every time he came to the restaurant. He even felt that his cervical spondylosis was much better now.

"I still need some simple decorations. Otherwise, it won't feel good to just put up photos." Yuan Zhou muttered.

"The painter who helped with the Lotus painting a few years ago was already very good. It shouldn't be a problem to call him tomorrow morning to make an appointment." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and then selected the candidate.

Now that he had made up his mind, Yuan Zhou went upstairs to wash up. He planned to read some books and then go to bed. After all, it was getting late.