Chapter 10 Three Thousand One Bowl
The silver-haired young man didn't say anything. He just stood by and looked at Qi Huan silently.
Most of his face was covered by a mask. His frosty eyelashes drooped slightly with a subtle arc, looking cold and noble, exuding an aloof aura of being out of touch with the world. His deep eyes were like beautiful dark gems, shining brightly and so brightly that they seemed to blend into the night sky behind them. When he looked over, Qi Huan's breathing paused for a beat.
"This high." The red-haired young man said as he gestured to the position of his thigh.
Qi Huan struggled to come back to his senses from the beauty. In his opinion, that was about the height of a three or four-year-old human child.
"Never seen him." In the past few days, except for the one in front of him, he seemed to have never seen anyone with silver hair. Qi Huan shook his head, and the next second his eyes unconsciously stuck to him again.
The silver-haired man's eyes darkened slightly. Just as he was about to speak, the red-haired young man stopped him with his hand. His nose twitched cutely twice, and he said first, "What's that smell? It smells so good."
"I'm cooking braised noodles." Qi Huan tried to take his eyes away from the silver-haired young man. Before today, he thought he was not lustful, or that he only liked the lust of two-dimensional paper people.
The red-haired young man hesitated for a moment, then said to the man next to him, "Boss, why don't we go in and sit down, and rest our feet."
The two of them walked in and found a table to sit opposite each other. Under the light, Qi Huan realized that they looked dusty and seemed extremely exhausted.
Qi Huan's eyebrows curved slightly, revealing a standard business smile, "Do you two have any dietary restrictions?"
The red-haired young man shook his head and pointed at the silver-haired one, saying, "My boss doesn't eat spicy food, doesn't eat bitter food, doesn't eat food with wings, doesn't eat food with two legs, doesn't eat food without legs, and doesn't eat food with more than eight legs, except for shrimp."
Is the beauty trying to pick on other people's 'traffic components'? "Then eat 'feet'?"
"What?" The red-haired young man was stunned, as if he didn't understand what Qi Huan said.
"The full name of what the shop is cooking is braised animal feet noodles." Qi Huan paused, and then added politely and seriously, "four-legged ones."
"Animals' feet?" The red-haired young man's round eyes widened in shock. "Can that thing be eaten?"
"Of course, and it's delicious." Qi Huan, who had just tasted it, relaxed his brows, his clear amber pupils flashing brightly. He was very confident in his cooking skills.
The red-haired young man's nose bridge was wrinkled into twisted and tangled lines, and he looked at his boss hesitantly.
Because of the mask, the silver-haired young man's expression could not be seen, but one could clearly see his jaw move slightly and he nodded calmly. His skin was so pale that it was almost sickly, and light blue veins could be faintly seen between his movements.
The red-haired young man gritted his teeth and raised two fingers to Qi Huan, "Two small bowls of braised animal feet noodles."
Qi Huan naturally would not refuse business that came to his doorstep. He had originally wanted to find a few more people to test the acceptance of this dish. He went into the kitchen, took out two white porcelain bowls, happily scooped noodles into the bowls, poured soup over them, and covered them densely with a layer of braised pork bones.
When the bowl of noodles was placed on the table, a rich meaty aroma wafted into the air. Animal feet and tails the size of mahjong pieces were wrapped in amber and stacked together, looking somewhat similar to braised pork. The red-haired young man took a deep breath and showed an expression of disbelief. The fragrance he had just smelled actually came from this bowl of noodles.
He took out a delicate and small instrument like a mini ear thermometer from somewhere, and swept the light green rays across the two bowls of noodles.
Qi Huan didn't understand what this guest was doing, but he just let him do what he wanted.
The young man glanced at the display screen cautiously before putting the small instrument away. He couldn't wait to grab the spoon, separate the meat, and scoop out half a spoonful of soup from the gap with difficulty.
The broth used to stew the noodles is rich in color, as bright as scarlet agate, with tiny drops of oil floating around, giving off a light, beautiful golden glow and a fragrant aroma.
He blew on it slightly, tentatively brought it to his lips and took half a sip. The aroma of the marinade and the meat was like the smooth and fine warp and weft of silk, interweaving layer by layer. The taste was delicate and rich, mellow and soothing to the throat. The temperature of the hot soup spread along the meridians and internal organs, making him feel so soothing and comfortable. The red-haired young man couldn't help but squint his eyes comfortably, and his body, which was tense due to the hard work, suddenly relaxed a little.
After tasting the soup, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork bone. He was a little worried that it would be troublesome to chew the bone, but as his tongue tip lightly rolled over the skin, the bone came off, unexpectedly soft and chewy. He chewed it twice and it was fresh, glutinous, and chewy. The rich aroma of fat and the aroma of the marinade seeped out from between the animal skin and tendons. The flavors of fragrance, spiciness, saltiness, numbness, and sweetness overlapped layer by layer, as if a meteorite storm hit the lips and tongue one after another. It was so delicious that it seemed to soak the soul. The taste was simply amazing.
The person opposite didn't even pick up his chopsticks, but just looked around the store absentmindedly.
“Boss, I guarantee you with my life that it’s delicious. It’s definitely not inferior to those restaurants in the Ninth Star Region.” The red-haired young man nodded repeatedly. His voice was muffled because he was holding half a piece of meat in his mouth.
The silver-haired young man frowned and glanced at the bowl of noodles, then nonchalantly picked up the spoon and tasted the soup. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Qi Huan who was standing next to him.
"You did it?" His voice was low and pleasant.
"Of course." Qi Huan raised his chin slightly, his eyes sparkling as if filled with starlight.
"It's delicious." The silver-haired young man nodded at him politely. His brocade-like silver hair swayed slightly with his movements, flashing with beautiful fine light. If Qi Huan was not afraid of being beaten for rude to the customer, he really wanted to touch it to feel it.
"Enjoy your meal, both of you. Call me if you want more." Qi Huan hurriedly 'escaped' back to the kitchen, trying to stay away from 'temptation'.
Quan Hai originally thought that the plate of spine was the reward for his help tonight, but he didn't expect there would be noodles as well. He ran over happily after hearing the news, and when he saw the two people in the store, he immediately held his breath and tiptoed along the aisle by the wall to take away the portion for himself and his sister.
The red-haired young man's bowl was not enough for him, so he asked Qi Huan to add five more bowls, one for eating in the room and four for takeaway. There was only half a bowl of noodles left in the pot, so Qi Huan took it out and kept it for himself, then put it in a new pot, and searched through the boxes and cabinets, finally finding half a stack of leftover takeout boxes.
They are all round boxes made of thin iron sheets with two layers of threads on the inside of the box mouth to ensure airtightness. There are also matching multi-layer iron wire carrying racks to put the round boxes in. The shape is very similar to the multi-layer food boxes used by wealthy families in ancient times - of course, it is a simplified version.
In order to ensure the taste as much as possible and prevent the noodles from clumping together, Qi Huan packed the soup and noodles separately. It took him a while to pack four portions.
After a long struggle, he decided to reward himself with a double portion of braised animal feet for his half bowl of noodles. Just as he was about to sit down and start eating, the red-haired young man called him to pay the bill, "How much?"
"Special offer for new products, six silver coins a bowl, and an extra two silver coins for each packaged portion, a total of fifty silver coins." It's not that Qi Huan doesn't want to sell it at a high price, but the signature dishes on the wall have their prices written on them. Boiled pork is only six silver coins, and his animal feet and tails are not free. Even if the cost of the marinade is included, it can't be more expensive than the boiled pork.
Of course, if he were not in huge debt and penniless, he would actually like to give up the bill for the beauties. After all, he has been often tortured by those Shan Hai Jing-style figures in recent days. These two are simply here to save his eyes.
Unfortunately, the transparent ring buckles on the collars of both of them were fastened tightly, so it was impossible to see what the alien patterns on the sides of their necks looked like.
"So cheap?" The red-haired young man was a little surprised when he heard the price.
"Our restaurant is currently researching new dishes, and will offer special discounts from time to time." Qi Huan said this to leave himself a way out. Animal feet are not a regular ingredient, and some people may not be able to accept them. Selling them at a lower price now can be considered an advertisement.
If braised animal feet really become popular in the future, animal feet and tails will definitely need to be purchased from food stores. At that time, it will be justified to increase the price based on the cost.
"It tastes amazing," the red-haired young man exclaimed as he pressed the personal terminal on his fingernail to transfer money to Qi Huan, "You can sell it for at least thirty silver coins per bowl."
“Three thousand a bowl.” The silver-haired man nodded slightly. This bowl of noodles could be sold for at least three thousand in the Ninth Star Domain.
"As long as you two like it." Qi Huan raised his eyes slightly after receiving the affirmation, and smiled even brighter, "You are welcome to come often in the future."
The red-haired young man clicked several times, but there was no sign of an interface.
He blinked, and after a few seconds he realized, "The signal is cut off again?"
"Well, the magnetic storm has blown away again." Qi Huan nodded. On the waste planet, it might be more convenient to pay in cash in the original way.
"Oops," the red-haired young man felt around and looked across, "Did you bring any silver coins?"
The silver-haired man's face froze slightly, and he shook his head, "No."
The atmosphere in the store suddenly became stagnant.
"Well, we don't have any silver coins on us," the red-haired young man awkwardly lifted the braid on the side of his cheek, "Can we buy on credit first? I'll pay you back tomorrow. Or you can give me your account number and I'll transfer it to you when I get a signal, or... if that doesn't work, we won't take these four packages for now."
"It's all ready, you can take it away. You can send the money over whenever you pass by. No need to make a special trip." Qi Huan pushed the takeaway to the side of the table. He hadn't remembered the original owner's account number or anything like that, so he couldn't report it even if he wanted to.
"I'm really sorry." The red-haired young man looked apologetic.
"It's okay. If it's convenient, just give it a good review." Qi Huan pointed to the sign on the metal tree outside the window.
The two men's words and actions did not seem like those who were eating a free meal. To put it another way, the cost of this pot of braised meat was not high anyway. If it didn't work out, it would be a treat for the base and the human restaurant to improve customer satisfaction. After all, if the rating of the brand outside drops further, he will be kicked out of the base and fed to the stone beasts. Now, a good review that can raise the rating is actually much more valuable to him than dozens of silver coins.
"I'll keep this as a deposit with you." The silver-haired man seemed unaccustomed to owing money to others. He reached out and took out a light green stone the size of a fingertip.
Qi Huan recognized that thing, a beast core. This was what Lao Wu had found from the bones of the Duoduo beast. The one in front of him was slightly smaller in size and greener in color.
"No, no, it would be bad if it was lost." Qi Huan quickly waved his hand to refuse. He didn't know the exact price of the beast core, but he knew it wouldn't be cheap. A few bowls of noodles didn't cost much, so he could afford it. If this thing was lost, it would be a big loss.
"If you lose it, I'll give it to you as a gift." The silver-haired young man casually stuffed the stone into the chopstick holder and turned away.
“Take it, otherwise we will be embarrassed to take these noodles away.” The red-haired young man grabbed the takeaway box and ran after him.
By the time Qi Huan found the beast core from the chopstick tube and chased after it, the airship had already taken off.
"See you later~" The red-haired young man turned his head and made a cute and playful face at him in the night.
Qi Huan looked up at the sky and sighed, and could only take the beast core back to the house.
On the departing airship, two young men were discussing in low voices.
"Boss, why did you stare at me for so long at first? Is this minor your type?"
"What are you thinking? I just think it looks familiar."
"He looks like a very honest person. He may really have never met the young master of the Si family."
"There is indeed a cool spiritual aura in the store."
"But you also said it was very pale before. A restaurant is full of people coming and going. Maybe the people who kidnapped the young master have been to that store, or maybe those people made some modifications when they took him there, so the color of his hair can't be seen."
"It could also be that Liang was injured and his breath is weak."
"F*ck! Ancestor, could you please stop being such a pessimist!" A wailing sound came from the sky, and even the airship trembled twice.
"Qian Ya."
"oh……"
After finishing his double portion of noodles with toppings, Qi Huan went to clean up the kitchen. He scooped up the marinade, sealed it, and put it in the freezer. In fact, it would have been better to keep it simmering on the stove, but he didn't have so many ingredients for the marinade now, and he was also worried about the energy stones, so he had to use this method as a second best option to preserve it.
He divided the braised food into two portions. He planned to keep one portion for himself to eat with noodles, and put the other portion into several take-out boxes and put them in the refrigerator, ready to take them to Uncle Wan and his two brothers and Old Fifth Brother to try tomorrow.
By the time the kitchen was clean and tidy, it was already late at night. When Qi Huan finished washing up and returned to the second floor, there were only a few bones left on the plate, and the little guy was sleeping contentedly on the mat.
Qi Huan placed the beast core into the drawer of the bedside cabinet.
Qi Huan, who was extremely tired, fell asleep as soon as he went to bed. He seemed to have a dream in a trance. He dreamed that he was being torn apart by two stone beasts in the desert. A tall mecha fell from the sky and killed the stone beasts in seconds. The cockpit opened, and sitting inside was the silver-haired young man wearing the beast mask.
Qi Huan suddenly woke up. It was agreed that the hero would save the beauty, but why did it become the beauty saving him in his case?
He tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep again. He almost overslept in the morning and his whole body was sore. He rushed to the food store and was not late, but the takeaway box he had planned to bring for everyone to try was left at home, which made him feel annoyed.
Today we are not going to cut up the Aoimon, but the Long-faced Beast. It is about the size of a donkey, and if you look closely, it looks a bit like a sheep, except that its face is longer.
Because it was small and could be put into the cargo hold, the long-faced beast was transported in one piece. When cutting the meat, in addition to cutting and deboning like yesterday, the internal organs also needed to be cleaned.
Qi Huan followed Lao Wu to observe how to process the long-faced beast, and spent some time getting familiar with the position of its bones. It was still in the afternoon that he gradually got the hang of it.
Halfway through the cut, a hunting party arrives.
What they brought was a two-headed python-shaped stone beast, about ten meters long, translucent, bright and translucent, covered with irregular green lines. In addition, it was coiled up, and at first glance it looked like a few giant floating flower jade bracelets that had come to life, with deep and shallow green light rippling all over its body, beautiful and strange.
Qi Huan clicked his tongue speechlessly, not understanding how the stone beast managed to seamlessly connect beauty and ugliness together.
Wan Lao Er went up to talk to the hunting team about the price, and Qi Huan helped Lao Wu prepare the knives. At this stage he could only help out.
The cost of removing stone beasts is divided by level, 400 silver coins per D-level, 5,000 silver coins per C-level, and 50,000 silver coins per B-level. The default is one beast core, and the cost will be increased by 30% for each additional beast core found.
"How much is the A-level?" Qi Huan asked Lao Wu excitedly in a low voice. According to the proportion, it would cost at least 500,000 to dismantle an A-level stone beast. If he could get a few more, wouldn't there be hope for his debt?
"have no idea."
Qi Huan: ???
"I've been working as a trafficker for eight years, and I've only seen two B-level stone beasts. I've never seen an A-level one." Lao Wu was concentrating on sharpening his knife. The cold silver blade slid back and forth on the whetstone in a steady rhythm, making a crackling sound.
"Is there no A-level stone beast on the waste planet No. 7?" Qi Huan helped Lao Wu pour some water on the whetstone and asked curiously.
Lao Wu paused while sharpening his knife and looked at Qi Huan, "Do you know what an A-level stone beast is?"
Qi Huan shook his head, and three big words were honestly written in his amber eyes: I don’t know.
"A B-level stone beast can break through the base's protective shield in ten minutes. An A-level stone beast is enough to destroy the entire Base No. 3 in five seconds."
Qi Huan: !!!!!!!!!
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