Chapter 203 Cleaning

"I am, what the hell is this." The young couple exclaimed at the same time.

"Beef brisket, haven't seen it? Make a fuss." Wu Hai glanced at the young couple in dissatisfaction.

"Baby, you didn't say that you ate a lot this morning, your stomach is bloated, you are not hungry now, right?" The man of the young couple recovered from the woman's thin fingernails, and said very heartily.

"Well, I'm sorry, Brother Wu, we're not hungry today, let's try your dishes next time." The girl said sincerely with her big, beautiful eyes.

Sometimes when a woman speaks in a panic, it is more moving than when she speaks the truth.

"Okay, Wuzhou, try it." Wu Hai responded, turned to look at Wu Zhou and said.

"Uh, I have an upset stomach, so I came here to Boss Yuan to be a vegetarian. I'm a vegetarian today."

"Are you afraid?" Wu Hai was not stupid, he touched his moustache, saw it, and asked dissatisfied.

"How could it be, not at all, it's just that my female ticket arranged for me to be vegetarian, and I'm Baba Er." Wu Zhou said happily.

"Tsk tsk, this dog food was caught off guard." Wu Hai said speechlessly.

After a round of selling, Wu Hai finally realized that no one would eat the beef brisket he made today, so he put it directly at the gate of Yuanzhou's small shop.

Because this pot of things was placed at the door, everyone in the queue consciously gave way to a place.

At this time, the noodle soup that was begging everywhere came.

He aimed sharply at the casserole next to Wu Hai, ran over quickly, smelled it, and ran away at a faster speed.

"Hahaha, even the dog was scared away." Li Yanyi was about to enter the door when he saw this scene and laughed very happily.

"I think too much, someone must have summoned it." Wu Hai picked up the casserole and prepared to go back upstairs to himself. It seemed that lunch would still have to be settled in Yuanzhou's small shop.

"Dogs don't eat." Li Yanyi snorted and came to a conclusion.

"What will you eat for a few days?" Mu Xiaoyun's crisp voice sounded in Li Yanyi's ear.

"Dengying beef,

A bowl of rice. "Li Yanyi always eats one dish and one meal in Yuanzhou's small shop, so that he can finish it all.

"What's breaking the rules, it hasn't changed yet, it will close sooner or later." Seeing that the blacklist of waste was clearly written, Li Yan began to mutter again.

Now Mu Xiaoyun has become accustomed to Li Yanyi's scolding and frequent temperament, perhaps scolding is more helpful for digestion.

Li Yanyi eats quickly, and after 20 minutes of chewing and swallowing, he is finished.

Walking out of the Yuanzhou store, his assistant Yan Jia was waiting at the door.

"Professor, are you going directly to the university town now?" Yan Jia stepped forward and opened the car door.

"Well, go directly." Li Yanyi sat in the car and nodded.

The car drove out smoothly, and after a while, Yan Jia said, "Professor, why don't you ever write a review for that little-known shop?"

"Are you curious?" Li Yanyi opened his eyes and glanced at Yan Jia.

"If the professor can tell me, I'd still like to know." Yan Jia drove seriously and answered seriously.

"Because I don't want to write." Li Yanyi said simply.

"But you love to eat there." Yan Jia's tone was full of doubts.

"Not bad, I won't go there after I finish eating the new dishes, I won't write a review for him." Li Yanyi said this time not so casually, but said very seriously.

"I understand the professor." Yan Jia glanced back at his professor, a flash of light flashed in his heart, and he understood what Li Yanyi meant.

"Just understand, drive seriously." After speaking, Li Yanyi continued to close his eyes and rest.

...

Early the next morning, Yuan Zhou put on his sports clothes and went out for a run.

"Huh" was quite tired. Yuan Zhou was running and following the breathing method described in the book, feeling even more tired.

After a circle, Yuanzhou deliberately took a detour to the front of his house.

"It's really not the same." Yuan Zhou stopped and looked at the door of his own house and the door of the next door, Boss Tong, and said suspiciously.

The front of Yuanzhou's small shop, including the front of the tavern, was clean. It could be seen that someone had carefully cleaned it. In front of Boss Tong, there were leftover candy wrappers, some messy paper scraps, and some dust.

Compared with the front of Yuanzhou, it is very obvious.

"What's going on?" Yuan Zhou wiped the sweat with one hand and put the other on his hips.

"Hey, do you know about noodle soup?" Yuan Zhou asked naturally when he saw the noodle soup lying in front of the door.

Noodle Soup returned an indescribable look.

"I forgot that you are a dog and can't speak human words. I'm sorry." Yuan Zhou only responded after asking.

After standing for five minutes, "Someone should have cleaned it." Yuan Zhou decided to come over tomorrow morning to see who was cleaning.

Yuanzhou still wanted to know about this kind of secret help, and everyone was curious.

For breakfast, Yuanzhou offers the most popular, duck oil crisp biscuits with lotus root starch.

"Eating duck oil crispy biscuits and lotus root starch, this kind of life is complete." The diners sighed while eating.

However, Yuanzhou's breakfast time was too short, and the rest belonged to the hawkers surrounding Yuanzhou's small shop.

"The old lady has a sauce pork bun and a cup of soy milk."

"Mother-in-law's steamed buns and soy milk, except for Boss Yuan, are your best." The little girl said sweetly.

An old woman carrying two insulated buckets has the best business in front of her, and she basically comes here to buy some for breakfast.

"Hey, thank you girl, take the buns, the soy milk is still hot, eat it later." The old woman with gray hair and a clean floral cloth said kindly.

"I think the taste is average, why do you praise it so much?" The girl who had just praised the old woman was asked by her best friend next to her.

"But it's clean. You can see that her hands are not. They're clean. There are black nails in the other nails." The girl said while biting the bun.

"What you said is disgusting." The fritters in her girlfriend's hand were a little bit unbearable.

However, these little episodes did not affect the old woman's business, and soon her insulation bucket was empty.

Back at her place, the old woman counted the money happily.

"The ten more I made today are also sold out. The little boss's craftsmanship is good." The old woman was very happy with a handful of change in her dry and thin hands.

To make buns and soy milk, to ensure freshness, you have to get up early in the morning. The old woman got up at 3 am, kneaded the dough step by step and then made the dough. At this time, she did not wait quietly for a rest, but took a small broom out. door.

The street at 3:40 in the morning was silent, the sanitation workers had not yet gone to work, and the sky was still dark.

After walking for 15 minutes, the old woman came to the front of the Yuanzhou store, took advantage of the dim street lights, picked up a small broom, and started cleaning directly.

Noodle Soup, who has always been vigilant at the door, just raised his body to take a look and continued to lie down to rest. It seemed that the old lady did not come once or twice.

The broom dance made a sound of "huhu", sweeping it first, then picking it up again to ensure that the ground was clean, and the old woman put away the broom and prepared to go back to her home. (To be continued.)