Shaking hands

The two-hour dinner time passed quickly. As the weather was clear tonight, bamboo liquor and draft beer were provided.

Before the dinnerman left, the outside of the small shop was already surrounded by hawkers, full of all kinds of peddling sounds.

At night, Taoxi road became even more lively. There were sounds one after another and crowds of people.

"Boss, I'm going back now. See you tomorrow." While dragging Cheng Han, Zhou Jia said goodbye to Yuan Zhou.

"Be careful on the road, you two." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then walked to the door. As usual, he watched the two of them leave for the crowded Taoxi road.

"Boss Yuan, I'll go up and clean up." Shen Min said shyly as usual.

"Go on." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and then returned to the kitchen.

"This is the sweet water surface that boss Yuan has eaten. Don't miss it when you pass by."