Chapter 9
Is she some kind of innate strange-causing holy being?
Before exchanging it, Xiao Yue felt somewhat helpless, but now looking at it, it is much better than the food bowl placed directly on the table.
The eye-pleasing level has been improved by more than one level!
Of course, the main reason why Xiao Yue exchanged the shares was that compared to the hard work of not having a dishwasher, the store’s reputation was the most important, and a foundation must be laid in the early stages.
Xiao Yue was becoming more and more satisfied the more he looked around. After walking around the heat preservation tank, he glanced and saw the bowls and chopsticks scattered all over the floor. The curve of his mouth, which had just been raised, suddenly froze.
Xiao Yue: “…”
Not dead.
It’s not a big problem. Just hold on for one more day, just one more day, and she will be able to exchange it for a dishwasher tomorrow.
With this thought in mind, Xiao Yue squatted down, picked up the rag and started washing.
She washed each bowl until it was clean and shiny, and then carried them back to the kitchen one by one. The wrinkles on her fingers were swollen by water.
Xiao Yue closed the cupboard door, clenched her fists lightly, and felt a sense of tightness in her hands. She took off her apron expressionlessly, returned to the room, and fell asleep.
When I woke up, half an hour had passed.
Xiao Yue was revived with full health, so he didn't think it was too much trouble even if he had to debone the chicken feet later.
Yesterday she bought chicken feet from a sturdy man, but today was different.
If I can’t redeem the remaining points for a dishwasher, won’t they still be enough to redeem food ingredients?
Xiao Yue directly exchanged for a large bowl of chicken feet, which were probably produced by the system. They were not as fishy as yesterday's, and the meat was thick and tender in color.
Xiao Yue put them into the pot with cold water as usual, took them out and rinsed them with cold water after cooking, and then began the longest bone removal process.
This time, just like yesterday, it went on until dark.
Xiao Yue completely forgot about the full recovery after waking up from lunch break, and thought silently in her heart that she could only make these chicken feet for three more days at most.
I won’t do any more than that.
*
night.
The weather tonight seems to be a little cooler than yesterday.
Xiao Yue finished the last bite of food and sat on a stool to digest it. Not long after, he couldn't help rubbing his cold arms.
She picked up the empty bowl and prepared to go back to the kitchen, but when she looked around inadvertently, she stopped.
At the intersection, a young man in white was standing there motionless, looking straight at her.
It was dark and the light was not good, so Xiao Yue could not see the expression on the man's face clearly.
But when Xiao Yue saw a person in white clothes in the middle of the night, he was almost frightened.
Here he plays the role of Bai Wuchang!
And for some reason, Xiao Yue was also frightened when he thought of the masked man who fainted from hunger last night.
Is she some kind of innate holy body that attracts strange things?
Xiao Yue was speechless. Just as he was about to ask tentatively, the man in white walked towards him.
"Young lady." He seemed to be hesitant to speak: "Excuse me, what is the food in the bowl in your hand?"
Xiao Yue was confused and looked in the direction he was looking. She saw the cold-boiled boneless chicken feet in her hand that she had already finished eating and only had soup left.
Could it be that this person was just looking at this?
As they got closer, Xiao Yue could see that the man had no ill intentions. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "This is homemade cold chicken feet."
"Chicken feet?!" The familiar man in white was stunned. He looked at her and then at the plate: "Can this be eaten when it's cooked like this?"
Xiao Yue could tell that he was genuinely surprised and not looking at her with tinted glasses, but she still frowned: "Of course I can eat it. What's the matter, sir?"
She just started selling chicken feet today, and she knew it wouldn’t be possible to promote it all at once, but why would it be so surprising?
The man in white noticed the change in Xiao Yue's tone and waved his hand quickly: "Don't get me wrong, girl! I'm not talking about how good this chicken claw is. I'm saying, I've never seen chicken claws eaten like this. How are they made?"
Xiao Yue: “…”
What are you doing?
During the same period of time, I met a guy who fainted from hunger yesterday, and today I met a guy who came to ask me how a dish was cooked?
Xiao Yue looked the man up and down and saw that he was well-dressed and had decent features, and did not look like a gangster.
She pointed to the sign behind her and said, "Sir, before you ask me any questions, you might as well take a look at what I do. I make these chicken feet to sell, so how can I easily tell you the recipe?"
I don't know where the recipe for cold-boiled boneless chicken feet comes from, but we should always be on guard.
What did he ask, what did Xiao Yue answer, and what happened?
It's fine if you just come up to others late at night and ask what the food they are eating is strange, but after finding out, you also ask how it is cooked?
The man in white was unaware of Xiao Yue's alertness. He looked up in the direction she pointed and discovered that this special plaque had four large characters "Yueting Self-help" written on it.
Looking at the surroundings, he realized that this was a small restaurant.
Lin's attention was on the chicken feet as soon as he arrived here, and he didn't notice it at the first time!
What is self-help?
Before he could understand, Xiao Yue continued speaking.
"It's getting late. If you really want to eat this chicken feet, you're welcome to come to our store tomorrow at noon to taste it. I won't send you off." After saying that, Xiao Yue picked up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and turned back.
Before Alin could react, he heard the door slam shut.
He did not chase after her, but stood there, deeply doubting his life.
A Lin had been "eliminating harm for the people" for a whole day, and had just rushed to West Street half an hour ago to ask the young master what he had eaten here.
According to the description sent by someone when Fu Xunzhou's health improved during the day, the specific place where he woke up was at Yanting Bridge, under a big tree and next to a stone table.
In addition to the white rice, there was also a dark brown dish with condiments, spicy soup, and irregular meat dishes that I had never seen before...
It happened that when Alin just arrived, he saw a young woman in a light blue dress eating at a stone table under a tree.
His eyes lit up and he thought this must be the person the young master was talking about!
However, the next second, Alin's eyes went dark because he saw the dish picked up by the woman, and the description was exactly what the young master said.
But that color, that spiciness!
Almost the whole piece of meat was marinated, dipped in soup, and covered with chili peppers!
Not to mention eating it, just looking at A Lin you can tell how spicy it is.
Could it be that this is what the young master ate last night? No wonder, with his weak spleen and stomach, it would be strange if nothing happened!
Not to mention that when A Lin went up to ask, he found out that it was a chicken foot.
It’s not that he had any idea about it, because before going to Liuyun City, the young master had eaten the best-prepared chicken feet.
But Fu Xunzhou was not interested at that time. How could he find the chicken feet delicious and appetizing in this small place now?
Just because it’s spicy?
A-Lin felt unwell all over.
In the store now.
Xiao Yue looked through the crack in the window and saw the man in white standing there as if disheveled by the wind. It took him a while to leave.
She frowned, wondering what this man was trying to do.
Fortunately, he did not cause any trouble, so Xiao Yue was not too worried. After careful consideration, he came up with a possibility.
That is, his small self-service store that only sold items for fifty copper coins attracted the attention of other colleagues, so they sent people to investigate?
But it wouldn’t be so scary in the middle of the night as the White Ghost!
Xiao Yue snorted softly, raised his hand to summon the system panel, and began to exchange new kitchen utensils for replacement.
If enemies come, we will fight them; if water comes, we will block it with earth. She doesn't steal or rob. Does that mean she can affect other people's interests just by selling at a low price?
If this is true, Xiao Yue can only say that the food worth several hundred copper coins cannot be sold.
No, this is not in line with the normal price.
Especially today, I heard that the most comparison among customers who came to eat was something called "Shixianglou", which is probably a big restaurant in Liuyun City.
But what do customers think?
Expensive and unpalatable.
In Xiao Yue's opinion, it doesn't matter if the food is expensive, as long as the ingredients are top-notch and the cooking is superb, the result is acceptable.
But it’s just an ordinary meal made with ordinary ingredients, and it tastes terrible. It’s simply unbearable!
Xiao Yue wants to cook cheap meals to change the food trend in this place.
…
At the other end of Liuyun City, in a magnificent mansion.
Fu Xunzhou faced a table full of bland food, his brows and eyes so gloomy that he couldn't muster any energy.
It took him a long time to eat a mouthful, but he couldn't help spitting it out.
Especially at this moment, Fu Xunzhou was still listening to A Lin's report, which was exactly what he was thinking about.
“Chicken feet?”
Upon hearing this, Fu Xunzhou stopped poking the porridge with the spoon and looked confused for a moment.
He naturally thought of what he had eaten before, but comparing it with what he had eaten last night...could it be the same thing?
"Sir, it's absolutely true. I asked the girl myself!" Ah Lin answered confidently beside the dinner table, but couldn't help frowning: "But I also saw that the chicken feet were covered with chili peppers. Why did you eat them?"
Fu Xunzhou paused in deep thought, and his hand loosened, and the spoon fell back into the bowl: "Well said, this table belongs to you."
"Ah?" Ah Lin was dumbfounded. He looked at the food that he hadn't touched at all and asked subconsciously, "What are you eating?"
"Me?" Fu Xunzhou had a blank expression on his face. He held on to the table to support his weak body and slowly walked into the inner room: "I'll wait for you to go to that girl's store tomorrow and buy some food."
Ah Lin: “…”
At this point, what else doesn't he understand?
The young master asked him to investigate what the dish was. He had no intention of blaming the other person for causing him to fall ill. He was simply concerned about the other person's cooking skills.
But it's true, after so long, that girl's cooking is the only thing that makes the young master have an appetite.
Therefore, Alin went to inquire with a little possibility, although in the end he did not know the specific method of cooking chicken feet.
Of course, this is because they didn't know that the girl owned a shop. Now that they know, they naturally understand why she didn't tell them the recipe.
Besides, since it is a cookbook shop, Fu Xunzhou can try other dishes. Who knows, maybe they will work?
Anyway, I will never eat chicken feet that spicy again!
A Lin sighed in his heart, looked down at the dish on the table that was made with good ingredients but was not appetizing at all. For a moment, he even compared it to the chicken feet.
It seems... it does seem bland and tasteless, but you can't really wait until tomorrow to eat it, right?
So A Lin picked up the porridge in one hand, and went forward to help Fu Xunzhou sit back at the table with the other hand, speaking with great confidence.
"Master, don't worry! I will definitely bring back the food that girl prepared tomorrow, but you should at least eat a little now!"
Fu Xunzhou, who finally walked over and was about to sit on the couch, said: "..."
Sometimes I really want to die.
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