Chapter 59 Watermelon Juice
After a good night's sleep, Yuan Zhou, who had been drinking, found that he slept very well last night. He picked up his phone and saw that it was only 6:20.
"Looks like there are soup dumplings to eat today." Yuan Zhou grumbled and got up.
He casually lifted his clothes, and a smell mixed with the stench of overnight wine and sweat rushed into his nose. Yuan Zhou, who was smoked by himself, immediately took the toiletries and went to the bathroom.
With the sound of water rushing in the bathroom, Yuan Zhou noticed that he had been working intensively in the past month. Now his two small arms have beautiful muscles, and his upper arms are also strong and powerful. Much sexier than before.
Since he hadn't opened for three days, Yuan Zhou specially made 150 xiaolongbao in the morning, and he ate 4 of them, leaving 146 left.
"Boss Yuan, the door should be opened today." A male voice suddenly came from the door.
"Of course, there is nothing posted on the door. If we don't open the door today, we will smash the door." Wu Hai came from outside the door with a voice full of anger.
"Yes, that's how it should be, Boss Yuan is too self-willed." Someone immediately agreed.
"Brother Hai, you should have done this earlier." There are many people who are watching the fun and don't think it's a big deal.
At this time, Yuanzhou opened the door with a 'beep', glanced at Wu Hai, and said in a flat tone, "If the door is broken, you will pay for the repair, and the repair time will take a week."
After speaking, Yuan Zhou walked back to his seat and waited for the guests to enter.
The people who had just returned to support Wu Hai immediately passed by Wu Hai with an appearance that we were not familiar with.
"Boss Yuan, I didn't say it alone." Wu Hai was a little uncomfortable for a while, but he recovered immediately and began to sell badly.
"Look at me, these three days have been miserable. Next time, Boss Yuan, you can't close the door without saying a word." Wu Hai said pitifully, pointing to his messy mustache.
"I have written a notice." Yuan Zhou's tone was always so straightforward.
"Speaking of the notification, how did you unknowingly post it, Boss Yuan?" Wu Hai remembered that he got up before dawn and stared at Yuan Zhou without realizing it.
Yuan Zhou's answer was to look at Wu Hai without saying a word.
The contempt contained in this glance was even seen by the onlookers, Wu Hai began to change the topic, "Did Boss Yuan have soup dumplings this morning?"
Just asking casually, Wu Hai, who didn't have much expectations, got a positive answer this time, "Yes, yes."
"That's great, Boss Yuan's conscience has found it." Wu Hai sat down excitedly and sighed with emotion.
"One soup bag." Everyone who came in ordered food until the ten seats were filled, and the people behind started to wait in line consciously.
"Suck it, suck it"
Then the whole shop was filled with the smell of soup dumplings, the sound of sucking the soup, and the sound of being burned.
There were more and more people queuing behind, and those who finished eating voluntarily let the next one, and it was common to have a table in Yuanzhou, even though there was only one table.
In an hour and a half, more than 100 soup dumplings were sold out, and everyone eager to eat dumplings did not find any new dishes.
Until noon, Wuzhou was the first to find out that the first thing Wuzhou, who had not been here for a week, was to see if there was any new delicious food. Although Wuzhou had the full support of his girlfriend, as a programmer, Wuzhou could not be too big. Not everyone who eats and drinks is the local tyrant in Wuhai. Every day, they eat Yuanzhou Xiaodian as a canteen, and they also order two or three servings at a time.
"Does Boss Yuan have any new dishes?" Wu Zhou came up and sat down and asked.
However, Yuan Zhou had no sympathy for Wu Zhou, who showed his affection once a week, and pointed directly to the wall.
"Hey, Boss Yuan is always so cool. My girlfriends say that they want me to imitate Boss Yuan's unsmiling appearance. They say that they are very attractive and dislike me for talking too much." Wuzhou threw the dog food again without noticing it. .
"There's a lot of talk.
"Since someone else feeds him dog food, Yuanzhou will definitely reciprocate, and this knife is a good one.
"Uh..." Wu Zhou stopped talking and silently looked back at the price list.
"Hey, there's actually a drink, it's still watermelon juice." Wu Zhou saw his girl's favorite drink at a glance, but in the next instant, he was shocked by the golden 8 on the wall.
"Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, Boss Yuan, is this the price of tea eggs?" Wu Zhou pointed at the price on the wall, stammering with excitement.
Yuan Zhou glanced at Wu Zhou with obvious disgust. He was a programmer who stuttered and had a girlfriend. He had a family, a business, and he was handsome and had no girlfriend. After comforting himself in his heart, he said, "Well, that's right. , eat?"
"No need." This sentence was said very quickly, and Wuzhou felt that he was like the rumor that he was someone who couldn't afford tea eggs. It was too scary. I'm afraid most of the domestic tea eggs can't afford it.
"Don't try it? It's a special price now." Yuan Zhou's tone was flat, with no intention of selling at all.
Speaking of which, Yuanzhou himself was very curious about this tea egg, because he had never eaten it himself, and this tea egg would only appear in the small kitchen after someone ordered it. As for the reason why Yuanzhou did not eat it, it was very simple. Too expensive.
"Haha." Wuzhou sneered directly, telling himself that this price is still a special price, so how expensive is it if it is not a special price?
Wu Zhou felt that this must be the wrong way he entered the door today.
"One cup of watermelon juice, one egg fried rice." Wuzhou decided to drink the watermelon juice at a price of only 88 today.
Think about it, 88's watermelon juice is also very expensive, but it is far worse than tea eggs.
"Okay, wait a moment." Yuan Zhou, who had a pity in his heart, still went to prepare the egg fried rice first.
As for watermelon juice, this method is different and needs to be made fresh.
"Your egg fried rice." Yuanzhou brought the egg fried rice, but not the watermelon juice.
Wu Zhou was not in a hurry, just watched Yuan Zhou squat down and took out a watermelon weighing about five kilograms from the cabinet under the glazed table. It looked like a striped watermelon sold outside, but the difference was probably that it looked very round. No matter which direction you look at, it is round, and it has reached the point of perfect circle.
"Boss Yuan's watermelon is really round." Wuzhou sighed after reading it from several angles.
The watermelon on the market has never been so round. This watermelon is unusual.
"Yeah." After Yuanzhou finished speaking, he put on a mask, and then took out a watermelon knife from the knife holder at the back. It was already sharpened, and after a little sniff, there was no rust smell, so as not to spoil the taste of the watermelon itself.
"crash"
Cut the watermelon into two equal half circles.
Wuzhou thought that he would start to cut the watermelons one by one and start juicing them.
Yuan Zhou replaced it with a small sharp knife, holding the knife in one hand and turning the watermelon gently in the other, with a thick velvet pad under the watermelon to prevent bumps.
Turning like this now doesn't make any sound, the sharp knife is very fast, Yuan Zhou's hand is also very steady, and he digs out the sweetest part of the watermelon in one circle.
"Swipe"
A large spoon gently put the melon meat into the stomach of a weird-looking small machine. The machine is not big, but the place where the melon meat is placed is very large. Such a piece of melon meat only contains less than one-fifth of it.
Another piece of melon meat was cooked by Yuanzhou and put it all in.
PS: Sorry for the long wait.
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