As for the system's ridicule, Yuan Zhou just pretended he didn't see it. After all, he had just taken advantage of the system, so Yuan Zhou was still very easy to talk to.
"System, the towel you provided is not bad. It's soft and comfortable to use. It's good to wipe your hands, mouth, or face." Yuan Zhou took up a towel and directly started to wipe his hands.
As soon as he said that, the system stopped talking.
Seeing that the system didn't say anything, Yuan Zhou looked at the words of praise again contentedly. Then, he put down his phone and started cooking the mixed and fried rice.
Of course, he didn't forget to use a spoon to scoop up the soup that hadn't been touched at all to show that he had eaten. Then, he packed it together with the freshly prepared and still steaming fried rice.
"White fruit chicken soup and mixed fried rice, that's enough." Carrying the packed bag, Yuan Zhou walked straight out of the back door of the restaurant.
