Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

After a busy day, Wu Yao and Mu Xiaoyan went home early, because their father asked them to go back early today, saying that it was to celebrate recognizing Wu Yao as a daughter and to have a good meal.

At eight o'clock, Mu Jianzhang was about to close early, the lights outside had already been turned off, and no guests came in after seeing off the last guest.

In the kitchen, Mu Jianzhang started to cook his own meals, while Xinhua was outside to clean up the dining tables of the guests who had just left.

The glass door was slowly pushed open, and a person walked in from the outside. Xinhua packed up the bowls and chopsticks and yelled over there: "Excuse me, sir, this restaurant is closed now, you can go to another place to eat."

Xinhua raised his head to look at the customer, his eyes slowly enlarged. Isn't this the customer who bought a hundred bowls at once yesterday?

The man with a European face ignored what Xinhua said. He walked briskly to the table next to Xinhua and sat down firmly on the chair: "I want a thousand bowls."

"This..." Xinhua has never seen such a guest, it's too...

The master said that he would close today, but with so much at once, he was not sure whether he should refuse him.

"Sir, please sit down and wait for a while. I'll ask the master." Xinhua turned and ran to the kitchen.

Xinhua ran into the kitchen and Mu Jianzhang was still busy in front of the pot. What he was cooking now was Nianrui's favorite dish, and he even cut the vegetables with a smile.

"Master, there is a guest outside." Zhonghua Reality explained in a hasty manner.

Mu Jianzhang raised his knife and waved it, and said to Zhonghua with a smile: "Tell him it's closed today, let him go to another place to eat."

"Master, this person wants [-] bowls at a time." If it was just an ordinary customer, Xinhua certainly wouldn't spoil the master's enjoyment of eating with his family. This customer ordered so much at one time, so Zhonghua came to report.

"Oh, by the way, master, this is the one who asked for a hundred bowls yesterday." Xinhua truthfully explained to Mu Jianzhang.

The smile on the corner of Mu Jianzhang's mouth remained undiminished, thinking about the number, his eyes were unusually calm: "One thousand bowls..."

For him, the business of the noodle shop is certainly important, but it is definitely not as important as getting together with Nianrui and his daughter, only a good business can give them a better life.

"Tell this gentleman that there are not so many ingredients in the noodle shop, so let him go first." After working in the noodle shop for so many years, he certainly knows that it is impossible for ordinary people to buy so many noodles. He thought of a person, since he didn't show up, there was nothing to worry about, but such a relief was unacceptable to him.

"Master, the noodles are still enough..." Why doesn't Xinhua know the ingredients of their noodle restaurant, maybe they lack some vegetables, but there are vegetable buyers nearby, and there is still half a warehouse of white noodles.

Mu Jianzhang continued to cut the vegetables in his hand, grinning wildly without being affected by the episode just now: "Don't ask, just answer him like this."

"Okay..." Xinhua nodded in agreement.The master is the person he doesn't understand the most, it has always been like this, and now he doesn't do business at home, but he can't help it. He is just a soy sauce maker, and he doesn't own the shop.