On the road, Yuanzhou and Manman walked side by side.
"What are the ingredients this time?" Yuan Zhou asked succinctly.
"It's still flour and sugar, please compasses." Manman is a cute girl, and she looks even cuter when she smiles.
"Changed the supplier?" Yuan Zhou asked with a frown.
"No, last time you said there was something wrong with the flour in that cake. It turned out to be moldy and bleached. Of course I don't dare to use it anymore." Man Man stuck out his tongue, looking like he was still frightened.
Last time, just before Yuan Zhou went out, Manman specially gave Yuan Zhou a new product, a cocktail cake, which was regarded as a good neighbor. Yuan Zhou just opened it, smelled it and said directly, "You use moldy flour to make a cake for me to eat." ?”
In the end, it took Manman a long time of explanation to make Yuanzhou understand that it was a problem with the raw materials. Of course, Manman returned the flour last time with his years of business skills. Manman came to see Yuanzhou this time because Yuanzhou's five senses were different from ordinary people.
Of course Yuan Zhou agreed. Yuan Zhou was still willing to help with such a small matter, as long as he wouldn't be disturbed when he was busy.
However, the flour supplier at this store was not honest. Yuan Zhou walked in, smelled it carefully, and twisted it with his hands. It was just a mix of old and new. If it was Yuan Zhou last year, he wouldn't have cared about it, but this was obvious. It's Chen noodles.
"It's up to you to mix the old and the new." Yuan Zhou walked back to Manman and said calmly.
"Okay, these profiteers have deceived me into thinking they are new again." Manman rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was ready to do it.
"Calm down." Yuan Zhou grabbed Manman's collar.
"You kid, let me go, be careful if I tell you your secret." Manman didn't appreciate it at all and even threatened him.
"Oh, that's up to you." Yuan Zhou let go of his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Then I really didn’t care, well, I turned around and left.
Anyway, it was just a matter of return and exchange, and it was not easy for Yuan Zhou to participate in it.
"At ten o'clock, you can go and see Noodle Soup." Yuan Zhou looked at the time, then raised his feet and went to Noodle Soup's kennel.
Noodle Soup has been living next to the garbage dump. There is an old frame and a few old clothes there, which is pretty good.
Now that it has dressed itself up neatly, it has won the favor of many girls. When girls are happy, they are sure to be fed, and they have no worries about food and clothing.
But this was slightly different. When Yuan Zhou arrived, the noodle soup was lying very close to the intersection and far away from the garbage dump.
"Hey, why are you here?" Yuan Zhou stepped forward and said hello.
Noodle Soup, on the other hand, was as indifferent as ever, not at all cute and silly in front of the cute girl.
Yuanzhou stepped forward to take a look and found that there was an extra trash can, blocking the original kennel of Noodle Soup.
"Even the nest has been occupied." Yuan Zhou looked at the noodle soup and said with disgust.
This time the noodle soup reacted by "whimpering" twice, but Yuanzhou didn't understand dog language, so he didn't know what it was whining about.
"Forget it, you can stay at the back door." Yuanzhou thought for a while and thought that the pub next door is not open anyway. The porch there is very big, so it is okay to accommodate a dog.
Yuan Zhou stepped forward and picked up Noodle Soup's kennel and walked to his back door. Noodle Soup followed slowly behind him, as if he was on patrol, swaggering around.
After a while, we arrived at the back door of the tavern. The teahouse was originally designed in the style of an ancient eaves, so there was a lot of open space. The noodle soup was only for small dogs, so the space was enough.
"Hiss" When he put down the kennel, Yuan Zhou suddenly hissed and raised his hand to look, only to find that a piece of flesh had fallen off above the nail of his little finger, and bright red blood was gurgling out.
"Seeing red on the first day back, it seems to be a good sign." Yuanzhou looked at the wound, suddenly remembered what his mother once said, and said to himself.
"You can adapt on your own, I'm going back." Yuan Zhou pinched his bleeding little finger and said to the noodle soup.
However, Nian Tang lay down and went to sleep indifferently...
Yuanzhou went back and sprinkled white medicine on it, which slowly stopped the bleeding. He could see clearly that a piece of flesh had fallen out of the wound.
"It's okay to cut vegetables, but it hurts to move a dog house." Yuan Zhou looked at the wound on his hand and was speechless.
"System, is there any way to get wet without bleeding?" Yuanzhou thought of today's business hours, looked at the wound that was still bleeding after applying white medicine, and asked wordlessly.
The system’s current words: “…”
"In order to better become a cooking god, how can the dishes you make be contaminated?" Yuan Zhou said seriously.
However, the system refused to accept Yuan Zhou's explanation and showed no response at all.
Only then did Yuan Zhou give up. He first soaked it with salt water, which not only stopped bleeding but also disinfected it. Of course, it was the well salt provided by the system. Later, he used tea bags soaked in cold water for external application.
After working in the kitchen for several years, Yuanzhou still knows some ways to stop bleeding quickly. As for the system, of course he wants some black 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. So Yuanzhou took out some white paper, cut it into strips, and pasted the names of the dishes on it to indicate that this was the case. It cannot be ordered.
The injured Yuanzhou finally calmed down, went upstairs to wash up, and then started to prepare for the noon business hours.
The house leaked, but it rained all night, and the boat was late and encountered a strong wind. These words are most suitable for Yuan Zhou.
There was a scene in Mr. Star's Kung Fu where the water was cut off. There was a guy who was half-way through washing his hair but no water, so he called the housekeeper. However, Yuanzhou was half-way through the shower now, not because there was no water, but because there was too much water. The sewer is blocked.
The water is almost overflowing.
"Haha." Yuan Zhou looked at the water around Mandao's ankles and the foam on his head, and decided to rinse it off before talking.
The image of a single man is still very important. After all, Yuan Zhou is still single.
"It must have been too long without use." Yuan Zhou changed into his middle coat, squatted at the door of the toilet, observed carefully, and found that it was really blocked, and then said with certainty.
At this time, the small advertisement in front of the door was needed. This was the first time that Yuan Zhou needed to clear the sewer pipes. After searching for a long time, he found the small advertisement posted next door.
I dialed the phone number above and was answered shortly. "Hello, this is a sewer pipe." The person who answered the phone sounded like a middle-aged woman.
This straightforward answer made Yuanzhou silent for a moment, and then he said, "The toilet on the floor is blocked. Can it be opened?"
Yuanzhou followed his upright style and directly stated the problem.
"No problem, where is your address and what's blocking it?" the woman over there said cheerfully.
"I don't know exactly what it is, because there is usually a floor drain, and this is the first time it has been blocked." Yuan Zhou described it in detail. After the two communicated well, they hung up the phone.
Of course, the system doesn't care about the sewers. For things that have nothing to do with cooking, the system seems to not exist. Yuanzhou is very accustomed to the systematic style of doing things.
After Yuan Zhou had taken care of his own affairs, Wu Zhou also invited his girlfriend Zhuang Xinmu over to eat shrimp. Of course Zhuang Xinmu readily agreed to her boyfriend's consideration.
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