While Yuan Zhou was carefully scooping up the jam, he realized something odd. After standing still and thinking for a second, he decided to try again later to confirm his assumptions.
It was quite easy to place two moderate-sized bowls of Clear Broth Noodle Soup and a plate of blueberry jam on the tray.
“Your Clear Broth Noodle Soup.”
Yuan Zhou first carried one bowl of the noodles to the man beside Wu Hai, and then only brought the other one to Wu Hai.
“Your No.13 Specialty Plate and Clear Broth Noodle Soup.”
“Isn’t this blueberry jam?” the man that was served first interrupted and asked.
“Yeah, I think so.” Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou doubtfully.
Nevertheless, Yuan Zhou’s reaction was to turn around and place the tray back to its original position and prepared to fry rice.
“I really do believe it is blueberry jam. Boss Yuan, am I right?” the man asked directly after seeing that Yuan Zhou didn’t respond.
“Yes, it is.” This time, Yuan Zhou gave an affirmative answer.
