Chapter 205: Cool Powder Banquet

As he was talking, Zhou Kai and Dr. Li also walked in with empty bowls.

"Haha, Chu Qingchen, you can't lose your job, your stall hasn't been set up yet, and the people who rub the rice are coming."

"Who's rubbing the rice, isn't this helping to clean the dust and publicize? The opening of a new store must be popular, and we are here to increase popularity. ”

"Now it's okay to wait for the dusty food stall to open, so I don't have to worry about no customers."

"Hey, hey."

"Hehe, you know that you are smiling with big white teeth."

"Abbas is blessed to be able to taste Haihua's most famous, most common and most famous snack today."

"Abbas eat more today, the cold powder made by your sister Qingchen is very delicious, don't make the Qingchen seasoning too spicy, take care of the little patient."

"Qingchen, what kind of ingredients do you use here, the color looks so good, what are the red, green, and yellow ones?"

"Use local millet peppers, green peppers, red peppers, yellow peppers, and red tomatoes."

"It sounds delicious, I can't wait, my cousin is right, the craftsmanship of cleaning dust and making cold powder is a must."

"Yo, what is it here today, how is it good to clean the dust here?" Accountant Fang hadn't come in yet, and the voice came first.

"It's really a rare guest, how come you have time to come to me, Accountant Fang, come in and sit, Zhou Kai (fart) shares will be moved, and make room for Accountant Fang." Chu Qingchen looked at a room full of people, it was really (hot) today, and they all came as if they were in a hurry.

Seeing that so many people were speechless, she sat down next to Abbas and looked at Abbas with kindness.

Abbas was a little embarrassed to be seen by Accountant Fang, and his shy Accountant smiled at the North Korean Accountant.

Stand up (身shēn) and walk to Chu Qingchen (身shēn) and watch Chu Qingchen mix seasonings.

Chu Qingchen just glanced at Accountant Fang, and knew that Accountant Fang was here for Abbas, and he was embarrassed to say that there were many people.

Abbas was already shy, but he was even more ashamed to be looked at by the woman like this, and his face turned red.

"What did you make this delicious?" Accountant Fang looked at the room curiously, but he didn't see anything delicious, what were these people waiting to eat? It can't be air, or Chu Qingchen would have hid when he saw her coming.

"Accountant Fang, what can I do here, Xiao Zhang wants to eat cold skin, I just remembered to make cold noodles to eat, I can't take it on the table, let's taste it fresh, you can taste it together." Chu Qingchen said casually, she didn't think of what Accountant Fang was thinking at all.

"It's better to move under the walnut tree to eat the dust, you're too small here to show it." Tang Shiying was picky and saw that there were so many people crowded in Chu Qingchen's small room, and she was already sweating before she had eaten.

"I'm in favor of moving to the walnut tree to eat and then getting some more food in the cafeteria."

When several people heard that the proposal was good, they all agreed, and they couldn't help but start acting, those with bowls took bowls, and those with chopsticks took chopsticks, and everyone moved the finished cold powder under the walnut tree.

After moving under the tree, they regretted it, and the small stove that was originally eaten by a few people has now become a meeting meal for all the staff of the hospital.

The colleagues who were about to go to the cafeteria to eat, seeing that there was (hot) trouble, and they couldn't move when they had cold noodles to eat, so they used the excuse to see how Chu Qingchen made the cold noodles, there were originally a few people, and now there are more than a dozen people sitting under the tree.

The patients couldn't stop looking at them, thinking that it was a good day, and the doctors and nurses at the medical station ran under the trees to celebrate.

Chu Qingchen didn't feel anything, anyway, everyone eating together was also noisy, but some people felt uncomfortable.

Chen Jiaxue, who was about to go to the cafeteria to eat just now, saw the noisy dinner under the walnut tree, and thought that whose birth (日rì) or good (日rì) son was? Before he walked up, he heard that Chu Qingchen made cold noodles and invited everyone to eat.

He sneered past their tables, wasn't it just a small victory over him today? As for the joy of eating jelly to celebrate? It's too classless.

Someone saw Chen Jiaxue walking by and hurriedly shouted: "The stationmaster came to eat with everyone, there is a lot of trouble here." ”

Chen Jiaxue didn't reply, and he didn't hear the friendly invitation to others.

Someone stood up (body shēn) and pulled Chen Jiaxue into the ranks of the dinner, "Isn't the head just a meal of cold noodles, you will never make a mistake after eating, don't be so cautious, come and sit down and eat together." ”

At this time, someone had already run to the cafeteria to bring out the table, put the food in the canteen, and divided the cold powder made by Chu Qingchen into several basins, one small pot of cold powder on each table, and this time it really became a cold powder feast.

The happiness requirements of colleagues are too low, and an ordinary meal of cold powder can make everyone happy.

"Is it delicious?" Chu Qingchen asked Abbas, who was sitting next to her (身shēn).

Abbas clumsily scooped the jelly in the basin with a spoon, and the jelly always slipped away from his spoon disobediently.

Seeing Chu Qingchen's joy, he couldn't help but use chopsticks to help Abbas pick up a few and put them into Abbas's bowl.

Abbas, who has been taking medicine for a long time, was a great stimulus to his numb nerves when he first ate this sour and spicy thing.

Abbas ate two bites in a row, then nodded and said that the delicious, sour, spicy food stimulated Abbas's nerves and made him feel excited, no wonder Dr. Tang and Sister Xiao Zhang all like to eat it, if it really makes you addicted, (want yù) can't stop.

Chu Qingchen saw all this in his eyes, and seeing Chen Jiaxue's disdainful eyes, Chu Qingchen snorted coldly, thinking to himself What is there to be arrogant, you have stayed here for too short a time, and if you stay a little longer, you will feel fragrant if you give it to someone (meat ròu) to eat.

Chu Qingchen only made a pot of cold powder, originally thinking that it would be enough for two or three people to eat, but he didn't expect so many people to come and eat at once.

She used the seasoning made of local millet peppers, which are super spicy, and she didn't dare to make more hairs when she thought of Abbas wanting to eat them, but now she sees that there are fewer millet peppers.

These people are spicy and sigh that Lihara's is not spicy enough, and they have to be spicy to enjoy it.

"There is a cold powder shop at the intersection of Qingnian Road, which is full of spiciness, the food is enjoyable, the spicy sweating, it is delicious to think about, Chu Qingchen will make the seasoning spicier next time."

"There is a cold powder shop in the alley of the middle ring road, which is called enjoyable, after eating, spicy people scratch their ears and cheeks, even if it is so spicy, they can only eat her cold noodles in line every day."

Everyone chatted while eating, talking about the food in their hometown, and opened everyone's chatterbox, you said this is delicious, and he said that it is delicious.

A meal of the most ordinary, the most unpopular cold powder snacks on the table, has become a topic of nostalgia for everyone's hometown.

It's been a long time since everyone has returned to China to see their families, and they usually contact their families by phone, and this ghost place is often a bad asterisk, and the Internet is even more extravagant.

Qin Mubai can occasionally rub their military network when they are there, and after they carry out their mission, they will turn off all the Internet and models.

Chu Qingchen didn't think of Qin Mubai, what was he doing now, was he performing some dangerous task again. (To be continued.) )