Gourmet Food Supplier - Chapter 540

Chapter 540: 540




Wang Ye happened to take the last number ticket . Therefore, when he entered the restaurant, there was nobody else waiting outside . And it was also the reason why the queuing machine was put into use .

With the machine being there, the customers wouldn't be expectant anymore, thus they wouldn't wait in vain, either .

"Hello, what would you like to eat?" As soon as Wang Ye entered the restaurant, Zhou Jia asked him .

"Um . Clear Broth Noodle Soup . That's it . " Wang Ye was stupefied for an instant before he answered .

"Okay . Please pay first . The price is 268RMB, plus the Welcoming Set Meal worth 20RMB, the total amount is 288RMB . Thank you for eating here . " Zhou Jia smiled and said .

"Do you accept bank transfer?" Wang Ye asked .

"Of course . " Zhou Jia nodded the head .

"Alright . I'll pay now . " Wang Ye scanned the two-dimensional code indicated by Zhou Jia with his phone and then said .

"Received . Your dish will be served very soon . " After Zhou Jia said that, she immediately reported the dish to Yuan Zhou .

"It's really different . " Wang Ye got seated and felt slight discomfort all over his body .

In just five minutes, Zhou Jia walked to him again, carrying his Clear Broth Noodle Soup as well as the Welcoming Set Meal to him .

"Thank you . " Wang Ye said habitually .

"You are welcome . " Zhou Jia replied politely .



Then, Wang Ye lowered his head and started to eat the noodles . The noodles were very delicious and felt like more delicious than Ma Zhida's descriptions, thus Wang Ye was immediately immersed in the delicacy . After he ate for a while, however, Wang Ye suddenly stopped and tilted his head to listen .

He could hear nothing but the conversations between customers . It was both boisterous and cozy in the restaurant . But apart from that, there was nothing else .

Then, Wang Ye felt more uncomfortable .

When he ate Sixian Rice Noodles formerly, the fat boss never asked him to pay by bank transfer and he only liked receiving cash . If he said thanks, the fat boss usually said, "No need for thanks . You are my old customer . " 

These all made him feel familiar and relieved .

As for why he subconsciously stopped to listen, it was because a mother and her son always arrived at that time .

Sometimes, the mother reprimanded her son and sometimes complimented him . But every time, she spoke so loudly that as if she almost wanted everyone in the back alley to hear her .

It was no more than one year before he got used to hearing that mother .

"There's nothing in common between the two restaurants . " Wang Ye looked at the delicious and chewy noodles in the bowl and suddenly revealed a smile .

However, he ate a little slower this time and started to taste the noodles carefully . At the same time, the words of other customers in the restaurant also passed into his hears gradually .

"Xi Li Hu Lu", Wang Ye gulped down a mouthful of the noodles .

When Wang Ye was eating the noodles, Ma Zhida didn't come over to him . He knew very well that whoever ate Boss Yuan's dishes didn't like to be bothered . However, he came over to him immediately once Wang Ye finished his meal .

"How do you like it? Is it so delicious that you even want to swallow your tongue up?" Ma Zhida asked with his hand around Wang Ye's shoulders .

"It's indeed very delicious . " Wang Ye nodded his head gently .



"So now you believe in me, don't you?" Ma Zhida smiled complacently .

"Um . It's just a little uncomfortable . " Wang Ye nodded his head and then said .

"Uncomfortable?" Ma Zhida didn't understand what he meant .

"It is nothing . But it's also a bit familiar . " Wang Ye complemented while smiling .

"What the hell are you talking about? It's good as long as you feel it delicious . Let's go back for a nap . " Ma Zhida put his hand around Wang Ye's shoulder and walked toward his company .

"Thank you . " Wang Ye suddenly said that .

"Don't be so nauseating . Let's hurry back now . " Ma Zhida rubbed his arms with a contemptuous manner and said generously .

"Haw-haw, okay . I will treat you to dinner next time . " Wang Ye also reacted and immediately said .

"Don't make it next time . Tomorrow . Tomorrow, you treat me to lunch . " Ma Zhida took advantage of the opportunity and said right away .

"No problem . " Wang Ye nodded the head cleanly .

"Hey-hey . My recommendation seems to work well . I even get a free meal . " Ma Zhida appeared quite proud with a big smile on his face .

He naturally didn't know what Wang Ye thanked him for and even Wang Ye himself couldn't say it clearly .

It was in Shanghai far away from here . A small gathering among friends was being held in a two-floor room at the top of a building in a residential community called Huanlesong .

The reason was that the owner of the room successfully obtained a painting from the auction meeting, an oil painting created by Wu Hai .

"Look . The application of the somber tone brings out such an artistic conception . " The owner explained the oil painting hung in the center of the room excitedly .

In the oil painting, a man dressed in the sportswear was running along a quiet side street in the early morning . One side of the street had been painted vague . On the other side of the street were several rows of low buildings . Among them, a restaurant without a shop sigh was the clearest .

The running man was just a figure viewed from the back . He looked to be running earnestly . A spark of very bright white was painted in front of him, like dawn when the sun rose up, and also like the last glow of a sunset .

"Do you think the background of the painting is in the morning or in the evening?" The owner of the painting asked with a look of mystery .

"I feel it's in the evening when there are people outside . But the artist only drew this single person specially, which appears to have more profound meaning . "

"No, no, no . It's obviously early in the morning . Only in the early morning can people feel that vitality of the creatures .

"I think none of you is right . It feels like there's not a specific time . The dim light might be only a misdirection . We should try to digest it more seriously .

Then, the people started to guess one after another .

The owner of the painting apparently had a confident expression . Actually, he was just showing off in front of others . After all, he had asked Wu Hai himself about it, although Wu Hai hadn't said anything .

Just when the customers guessed enthusiastically, a woman dressed in a silky beige long skirt was holding the wine glass and standing at an inconspicuous corner with a decorative handbag in her hand .

The woman was plain looking, but she had a kind of gentle and refined temperament, which made others feel very comfortable .

"These people really have a strange understanding about the painting . " Seeing the crowd getting more and more out of line, the woman revealed a helpless smile on her face .

"But it seems the drawing techniques of that guy, Wu Hai, have greatly increased . " The woman sighed with emotion .

"Ta Ta Ta" . With her high-heels knocking against the shiny floor tiles and emitting a clear sound, the woman walked to the balcony alone .

Of course, she didn't forget to take her coat with her as it was quite cold outside .

She took out her phone and immediately dialed Wu Hai's phone .

Being thousands of miles away, Wu Hai was lying on the sofa in his art studio and having a rest . He had just finished eating his delicacies and was now digesting them slowly .

"Dang Dang Dang . . . "the sound of The Symphony of Fate composed by Beethoven came to him .

When Wu Hai took up his phone and saw the name showing on the screen, he stroked his small mustaches subconsciously and then answered the phone .

"Hi, busy girl . Why do you have time to call me?" Wu Hai greeted her in a casual tone .

"I saw your painting . " The woman's voice contained some happiness .

"Which painting?" Wu Hai raised his head and indicated that he didn't quite understand .

"The one called The Running Man . It's really beautiful . " The woman brought out the name of the painting .

"Oh, you mean that one . It's indeed very good and I am satisfied, too . " Wu Hai suddenly thought of the painting .

He drew the painting when he opened the window early in the morning and saw Yuan Zhou jogging . After he finished the painting, he felt quite relaxed and relieved .

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