Chapter 247 Shrimp with Vinegar
On the way, Yuan Zhou and Manman walked side by side.
"What are the ingredients this time?" Yuan Zhou asked succinctly.
"It's still flour and sugar, I'll trouble you with the compasses." Manman is a lovely girl, and she looks even cuter when she smiles.
"Change suppliers?" Yuan Zhou asked with a frown.
"No, the last time you said there was something wrong with the flour of that cake, it was moldy and bleached. Of course, I dare not use it again." He stuck his tongue out, with a lingering fear in his heart.
Last time, before Yuanzhou went out, Manman deliberately sent a new product, a cocktail cake to Yuanzhou, which is considered a good neighbor. Which Yuanzhou just opened it and smelled it and said directly, "You use moldy flour to make a cake for me to eat. ?"
In the end, it took a long time for Manman to explain to Yuanzhou that it was the raw material. Of course, Manman returned the flour last time with many years of business skills. This time Manman came to Yuanzhou because Yuanzhou had five senses that were different from ordinary people.
Of course, Yuanzhou agreed, and Yuanzhou is still willing to help with such trivial matters, provided that he is disturbed when he is busy.
However, this flour supplier is not honest. This is not because Yuanzhou walked in and smelled it carefully and twisted it with his hands. It was just a mix of old and new. It's Chen Mian.
"The old and the new are mixed, you can decide." Yuan Zhou walked back to Manman and said calmly.
"Okay, these profiteers, they lied to the old lady again." Manman rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to start working.
"Calm down." Yuan Zhou grabbed Manman's collar.
"Let me go, kid, be careful I tell your secret." Manman didn't appreciate it at all, and even threatened.
"Oh, then you can do whatever you want." Yuan Zhou let go of his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Then really don't care, um, turn around and leave by the way.
Anyway, it's just a matter of returning and exchanging goods, and Yuanzhou is not good at participating.
"Ten o'clock, you can go and see the noodle soup." Yuan Zhou looked at the time, raised his feet and went to the noodle soup kennel.
The noodle soup has always lived on the edge of the garbage heap, where there is an old frame, and a few old clothes, which is not bad.
Now it dresses itself up clean again,
It has been able to win the favor of many girls. If the girls are happy, the feeding is certain, and it can be regarded as not worrying about food or clothing.
But this is a little different. When Yuanzhou arrived, the noodle soup was lying very close to the intersection and far away from the garbage dump.
"Yo, why are you here." Yuan Zhou stepped forward and greeted him.
And the noodle soup, as always, ignores people, not at all cute and stupid in front of cute girls.
Yuan Zhou stepped forward to take a look, and found that there was an extra trash can, just blocking the original kennel of the noodle soup.
"Even the nest has been occupied." Yuan Zhou said with disgust looking at the noodle soup.
This time, the noodle soup responded with "woohoo" twice, but Yuanzhou didn't understand dog language, so he didn't know what it was whining.
"Forget it, you can live at the back door." Yuan Zhou thought about it now that the pub next door is closed anyway. The porch there is very large, so it's not a problem to live with a dog.
Yuan Zhou stepped forward and picked up Noodle Soup's doghouse and walked towards his back door. Noodle Soup also followed slowly behind, like a patrolling officer, swaggering.
After a while, I arrived at the back door of the tavern. The teahouse was built in the style of an ancient eaves, so a lot of open space was left. The noodle soup was only a small dog, and the space was enough.
"His" When he put down the kennel, Yuan Zhou suddenly hissed and raised his hand to look, only to realize that a piece of flesh had fallen from the top of the little fingernail, and bright red blood was gurgling out.
"Seeing red on the first day back, it seems to be a good sign." Yuan Zhou looked at the wound, suddenly remembered what his mother had said, and muttered to himself.
"You adapt, I'm going back." Yuan Zhou pinched his bleeding little finger and said to the noodle soup.
However, the noodle soup lay down and fell asleep indifferently...
And Yuanzhou went back and sprinkled the white medicine, and then it slowly stopped, no longer gushing and bleeding, and it was clear that a piece of flesh had fallen from the wound above.
"It's okay to cut vegetables, but I was injured when I moved to a kennel." Yuan Zhou was speechless when he saw the wound on his hand.
"System, is there any way to get it wet without bleeding?" Yuan Zhou recalled today's business hours, and looked at the bleeding wound that was still oozing with Baiyao, and asked speechlessly.
The current word in the system: "..."
"In order to become a better chef, how can the dishes be contaminated." Yuan Zhou said solemnly.
However, the system refused to accept Yuan Zhou's explanation and did not respond at all.
This time, Yuanzhou gave up. First, he soaked it in salt water, which both stopped the bleeding and disinfected. Of course, it was the well salt provided by the system. Later, he used the cold water tea bags that had been soaked earlier to start external application.
After working in the kitchen for a few years, Yuanzhou still knows some quick ways to stop the bleeding. As for what he said to the system, of course he wanted some cool technology.
After the bleeding was completely stopped, Yuanzhou tried to cook. Fried rice and stir-fried vegetables were no problem, but some dishes could not be cooked. Yuanzhou himself took out some white paper, cut it into strips, and glued the name of the dish, indicating that cannot be ordered.
The injured Yuan Zhou settled down and went straight upstairs to wash up, and then began to prepare for the noon business hours.
The house leak happened to be raining all night, and the ship was late and hit the wind. This sentence is most suitable for Yuanzhou.
In Master Xing's Kung Fu, there was a scene where the water was cut off. There was a man who washed his hair halfway without water, and called the charter wife. However, Yuanzhou is now halfway through the bath. It's not that there is no water, but there is too much water. The sewer is blocked.
It's about to flood the mountains.
"Haha." Yuan Zhou looked at the water running down his ankles and the foam on his head, and decided to rinse it off.
The image of a single man is still very important, after all, Yuan Zhou is still a single dog.
"It must have been useless for too long." Yuan Zhou changed his clothes and squatted at the door of the toilet. After careful observation, he found that it was really blocked, so he said with certainty.
At this time, a small advertisement in front of the door was needed. This was the first time Yuanzhou needed to connect the water pipe. After searching for a long time, he found the small advertisement posted next door.
Press the above number to dial, and after a while, he was connected with "Hello, this is the sewer pipe." The person who answered the phone sounded like a middle-aged woman.
This honest answer made Yuan Zhou silent for a while, and then he said, "My toilet is blocked on the floor, can I get through?"
Yuan Zhou followed the straightforward style and directly asked the question.
"No problem, where is your address, what's blocking it." The woman over there said cheerfully.
"I don't know exactly what it is, because there are usually floor drains, and this is the first time they have been blocked." Yuan Zhou described it in detail, and the two communicated well before hanging up the phone.
Of course, the system doesn't care about the sewers, and the system doesn't seem to exist for anything that has nothing to do with cooking. Yuan Zhou is very accustomed to the system's way of doing things.
And Yuanzhou handled his own affairs. Wu Zhou also invited his girlfriend Zhuang Xinmu over to eat shrimp. Of course, Zhuang Xinmu readily agreed with her boyfriend's consideration.
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