ps: Thank you for the reward of the 'Golden Piggy' brothers, little Golden Pig, you dare to break my place, I remember you :)

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"I'm sorry Mr. Cao, I'm too lazy, how can I get into the work?"

Zhou Yi didn't want to think about it, so he refused this opportunity that many people wanted to get by breaking their heads and dreaming, but he still politely gave his phone number to Cao Lang: "When Mr. Cao comes to Chudu in the future, he must also contact me and let me do my best to be a landlord." ”

Without waiting for Cao Lang to speak, Zhou Yi said again: "We have also eaten, and we have to catch up with the movie, so I won't accompany you much" said that he called the waiter to settle the bill, and picked up Zhu Xiaohua, who was still a little unsatisfied, and left the hotel, leaving only the old man Cao sitting there alone in a daze.

Cao Lang, a dignified first-class chef, Cao Yidao, who is like a Taishan Beidou in the food world, was so easy to open his mouth to accept apprentices, but he was directly rejected by others? Cao Lang's face turned red and white, and it took a while to come back to his senses: "Good boy, don't give me face for the old man?"

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Out of the old place, Zhu Xiaohua stared at Zhou Yi up and down, looking like she wanted to engage in ~ Ji decay.

"What do you see? I don't have flowers on my face, I want to go back and see your 'flowers'."

Zhou Yi glared at him angrily, knowing that after today's incident, the fat man had something to talk about again, and if he met a few brothers in the future, he might not know how to talk about today's events with foaming at the mouth.

"I think it's weird, what kind of medicine are you taking, but after eating two pieces of meat, you can tell so much truth?

Zhu Xiaohua sighed: "And you still refused? brother, if you let the second sister know about this?"

The second sister in his mouth is naturally Zhou Yi's second sister Zhou Jingjing, who went to France to fool foreigners, and the only pseudo-chef in the old Zhou family who has inherited the ancestral business.

Zhou Jingjing is really obsessed with cooking, but her talent is really limited, and it was easy to get a second-level chef certificate after tossing in the chef school for two years. Her craft really couldn't be mixed up in China, and in the end she had to go abroad to cover foreigners who didn't know anything.

If she knew that Zhou Yi actually rejected Cao Yidao, it would be strange not to go crazy on the spot, she would definitely buy a ticket and fly back immediately, forcing Zhou Yi to kowtow to apprentice, and by the way, she would also carry some light or something.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you dare to tell my second sister about this, the 'flower' side, if I'm not mistaken, someone said he was going on a business trip last month, but he actually went to a resort hotel in the South Island."

Zhu Xiaohua shuddered when she heard it: "Third child, what I said just now was all drunken talk." Well, I'm really drunk, I have to go back to rest, if you want to watch a movie, you can go alone, I won't accompany you. ”

"Drunk, can you do it alone, do you want me to send you back?" Zhou Yi smiled.

"No, no, they are all soldiers who have been tested by alcohol, what is this?" Zhu Xiaohua straightened her waist, indicating that her brother was fine, and it was fine, and then she reached out to stop a taxi and walked away with a thud.

After Zhu Xiaohua left, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry to stop the taxi, he walked a hundred steps after dinner, and he could live ninety-nine, it was not too hot tonight, the cool breeze was like water, and he had the idea of taking a walk.

Naturally, movies will not be watched, for a slack guy like Zhou Yi, it is more comfortable to make a few snacks at home and connect to a projector to watch the film after making tea. How uncomfortable is it in the movie theater? In these years, there are all kinds of goods, smoking and smoking, melon seeds, breaking feet, and real people staging eighteen bans abound, and it is disturbing to watch.

The old local restaurant is not far from the community where Zhou Yi lives, cross the road to the north, and then take a turn, it is the famous flea market, Zhou Yi walked around at will, and unconsciously walked to this night shopping paradise, and suddenly his heart moved, and he walked in.

"Aren't catkins and little leaves set up stalls here? Since you're here, you might as well go and see what kind of business she's doing."

Curiosity kills cats, and Zhou Yi is obviously also a curious person.

I don't know when the flea market suddenly appeared in various cities in the land of China, just like real fleas, suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms.

For the government ~ government, this is a fig leaf; for laid-off workers and college students who practice stalls, this is the big stage of life; for the bottom consumers, this is the Golden Eagle International, the family is lying on the mud horse

It's all a thought.

Many white-collar workers and gold-collar workers will occasionally wash off the lead to join in the fun, throw down the three melons and two dates to experience the fun of bargaining, and feel like the emperor Lao Tzu who paid a private visit to Weifu, and the taste of this kind of pretending to be forced is also very good.

Zhou Yi spends a lot of money on food, and has no pursuit in other aspects, so he often comes here to hang out, shopping and enjoying a leisurely shopping process at the same time. It's just that this time his mood has changed a little, one is out of curiosity about the catkins, and there are some inexplicable feelings of pity and cherishing jade, even if he himself refuses to admit it.

The weak back on the electric tricycle, the shaved shoulders, and the slightly scattered hairs on the back of the jade neck touched the softest place in Zhou Yi's heart at that moment, and made him unconsciously care about this girl in a difficult situation.

Flea markets all over the country are actually similar, nothing more than selling some small goods, low-end clothing, pirated ~ edition books, pirated ~ edition CDs or something, if there is a difference, it is in the different flavors of snacks in various places.

After all, most of the people who visit the market are young people, and most of them are girls, and these snacks are the most suitable for their appetite, so in the flea market in every city, the snack street is indispensable, and the business is so hot that it even surpasses those ordinary merchants. In these snack streets, there will certainly be no shortage of foreign products, and the special snacks of this state are even more indispensable, among which there are often the most authentic craftsmen.

With the consciousness of a foodie, Zhou Yi naturally first entered the snack street next to the commercial district, and suddenly all kinds of aromas came to his nose: mutton skewers, sugar gourds, grilled quails, rock sugar lotus seeds, stinky tofu, which can be said to have all five flavors and stimulate people's appetite.

Some brightly dressed big girls and little daughters-in-law, 2B young successful people, all of them have transformed into foodies here, and in front of every stall, they are crowded with people buying snacks, and the business is very good.

There is only one stall with a Central Plains fried noodles signboard, and the business is very bleak, and there are almost no people, which is in stark contrast to the booming business of other stalls.

"Catkins, little leaves?"

Zhou Yi swept his eyes and saw that Liu Fu was standing behind the stall with a sad face, and Xiao Yezi was sitting beside her, clenching a pair of small fists, and looking at the other side with an angry face.

Opposite them, there is also a small stall with fried noodles signboard, and the signboard hanging on the stall is still brand new, but it is full of diners, many people are queuing up to buy, and the business is extremely hot. The aroma of fried noodles emanated from this stall, attracting more people to come over.

Looking at it like this, catkins have encountered strong peer competition.

Zhou Yi didn't rush to greet the catkins, but walked to the opposite stall first and took a look and smelled the smell.

Fried noodles are fried cold noodles, is a more famous snack in the Central Plains, in the Bianliang area, men, women and children do not like to eat, with a sesame baked cake, a bowl of tofu brain, is the best breakfast and supper.

Whether the fried noodles are delicious or not depends not only on the cooking skills of the maker, but also on the texture of the noodles and the sauce, among which the sauce is the most important. It is said that the famous fried noodles in Bianliang have an ancestral exclusive recipe, which is hidden and refused to be revealed, and even his wife has to hide it.

The best sauce is paired with mung bean potato flour, and it is necessary to pay attention to a 'burnt but not pasty', and the good fried flour master can fry each piece of flour to one or even two sides of the charred, just like the fried buns, bring out the yellow shell but must not be charred black, eat it in the mouth glutinous and crispy, full of aroma, this is the top grade.

However, this powder is soft, and it is not easy to be able to fry it thoroughly, not to mention that it is coke on one side and on both sides, so the master's craftsmanship is a little worse, and the powder must stick to the pan, even if it can be quickly shoveled, the powder will be broken, although it can be eaten the same, the taste and appearance will be destroyed.

But this fried noodle master with the brand of "three generations of fried noodles" is obviously a middle master, needless to say, the sauce used, at least it is the level of sixth-level cooking skills, especially the one-handed fried skill, flying up and down is dazzling, no need to eat, just looking at it can be worth back the five yuan to buy noodles.

The flour he fried has also reached the level of one-sided burnt, and eighty percent of the cold powder can be kept intact, one side is browned, the sauce is evenly plump, and when it comes out of the pot, it is forced out by the heat to produce small bubbles, and the appearance is also ninety.

It seems that the brand of these three generations of fried noodles is not bragging, just this kind of kung fu, not to mention that it is in Chudu, but in Bianjing, the birthplace of fried noodles, it is also first-class. Zhou Yi nodded, turned his head to look at the stall on the opposite side, sighed secretly, and walked over.

"Boss, let's have some powder. ”

Zhou Yi took out five yuan and handed it over with a smile.

"Okay, huh, Brother Zhou?"

Liu Wu was just about to receive the money, but when he looked up and saw that it was Zhou Yi, he was stunned.

"Uncle Zhou, are you here to find your aunt?"

Xiao Yezi also saw Zhou Yi, but this little Lori was too direct, and one mouth made the two adults blush.