At ten o'clock in the evening, the square dispersed, and the tile inkstone was closed.

Everyone packed up until eleven o'clock.

Jing Yuanshan, Luo Yi, and Luo Liye went up to the third floor and sat to rest.

Too tired like can't take a shower, can't sleep directly, it's best to relax.

The doors and windows are optimistic, and there are many people who want to do things at night.

The security on the third floor is still very high, and there is a door outside the elevator.

It is impossible to sneak up by elevator from the first and second floors. It's impossible to sneak to the basement floor, and lock it when you're not using it. In the middle of the staircase on each floor, a door is also installed.

It's not easy to close when it's open, it's like there are guests, lock the bedroom door. What's more, when it opens, there are many people, and he may run around when he is locked.

After the opening, the third floor and the basement floor can be locked, even if there is a crazy person, it is also a guarantee.

Jing Yuanshan slept in Henri's master bedroom, which was very comfortable.

I slept for five hours in one night, and I woke up full of energy.

It was early in the morning before dawn, and it was still cold.

The basement floor has this benefit, anyway, it is not bright during the day, warm in winter and cool in summer.

At the back door on the first floor, the uncle delivered a large cart of vegetables.

Jing Yuanshan received it in person: "Are you okay?" ”

The uncle laughed and seemed to be quick to understand: "The police have dealt with it and compensated me 100,000 yuan." It's good that I didn't delay here. ”

Jing Yuanshan gave him a large box of desserts: "Don't let this go, I often make it if I like to eat it." ”

The uncle was even happier: "I like it on the Internet." ”

This is not rice noodles, a box is estimated to cost several hundred pieces.

Today is Sunday, it is estimated that there are many people, and the kitchen is busy.

It was only after six o'clock, and someone came to the door. I don't know what to do after the night shift.

Jing Yuanshan looked at the mood, and opened it if she was willing to open it, and if she didn't want to open it, she didn't stipulate that the door would be opened before seven o'clock.

These few still want to go up to the second floor, wait for a big bowl of noodles to eat, and sit on the sofa and take a nap.

Let them take a nap if there is nothing to do, and the four tables on the second floor are full of rice noodles, which is also quite strange.

Below, it's okay, at the big round table above, a circle of people eat rice noodles, eat for a long time, look up, o(* ̄) ̄*)o

They got up with each other, woke up from a nap, filled the sofa, and watched the dawn.

There was a queue in the square.

The cold wind is blowing, but fortunately, it is not the coldest time, and the people of Yan City are used to it.

When it's cold, you stomp your feet, and when you stomp your feet, you dance with rabbits, and when you're hungry, you eat a lot.

Jing Yuanshan found that there were a lot of people who had leftovers, that is, they were really hungry.

Fifty catties of rice is not enough for visual inspection, soak fifty catties of rice in the morning, make rice noodles and pull them up, continue to soak it.

Not only rice noodles, but also many vegetables.

Er Shan and Shanshan were busy cleaning up the dishes, a little crowded.

Ge Dongping and Ge Jiarong are still helping, they will rest tomorrow and return to Xiyan Township the day after tomorrow.

Everyone forms an assembly line, and the efficiency is high.

Because people don't have to walk back and forth, the space is saved, and the chopping of vegetables has not stopped, and you can practice good knife skills in one day.

At the front, there are a few buns, some don't like to eat rice noodles, and the buns are more acceptable.

In addition to porridge, there is soy milk, which is simple to eat, the nutrition is not bad, and it is lively again.

In front of you, eating buns, squatting in a large vat.

It occupies two positions, and squeezing also occupies one position.

He Liang didn't look at it for a while, and the clay pot was on fire.

One by one, they came in and took a photo with the tile pot, and visually inspected the tile inkstone and chose this shape.

Inside, Jing Yuanshan took a look, and everyone was happy.

Wang Qiaoxile. The vat is not a sculpture, and it doesn't seem to look good to take a photo with the sculpture.

Luo Yile: "Give him a jar, and you can go to heaven." ”

You can also concave it yourself.

Take a look on the Internet, because the cylinder is large, it seems to be concave and poisoned.

Come in and take a group photo, another line of line.

That little place, affect people to eat?

Everyone is a clever ghost, and the place left is a little bigger, and this soy milk bun is just looking at it, and there is a dog-headed military division.

Anyway, it's just a tank, and it can't be a group to take pictures, just come in turns.

I don't understand when I pass by, what is Jing Yuanshan doing?

The little girl smiled sweetly, secretly.

Everyone has curiosity, but it's a big deal to look at it on the Internet, and the clay jar is still rising after three digits.

Everyone can use their imagination to the fullest, and life is about discovering surprises at any time.

Jing Yuanshan thought to herself, like Youshan, she can imagine a planet if adults don't understand, such as a rubber band. It's good to be really happy.

A few outside have to be tossed.

He Liang had to stop, safety first.

To concave shape in the cylinder, safety work must be done well.

Build a stool inside, and a stool outside, otherwise you can't climb in.

The old lady is having fun outside the glass window, don't break the clay pot.

This clay pot is so big, five or six are stuffed into it. Crawling in scenic spots? They just need to be careful not to make a mistake.

In fact, if you make it clear, most people will cooperate. didn't cooperate, and was dragged out by others.

The sun shines here, and the fun of the ten tanks is discovered from the clay pot. It's a bit silly though.

At ten o'clock in the morning, breakfast was over.

But there are also people who come to eat rice noodles, get up late in the morning, eat some at this time, and eat late at noon, which is called staggered eating peak?

Yesterday there were activities, and today there are also their own organizations, such as playing vats.

Jing Yuanshan couldn't rest on the first floor, so she went up to the second floor to rest for a while.

Sishang asked, "Eldest sister, do you want to clear out over there?" Some shops have children playing. ”

Feng Ruo silently: "The clay pot is made for crockpot simmering soup, will anyone eat it in the future?" ”

Luo Qiang was very serious: "It's better not to." ”

Although meals come and go, they look like eating.

It's hard to tell if you play, or play like drinking, you have to play yourself outside the door to play, and you just have to eat in the store.

Jing Yuanshan believed Luo Qiang: "Let them play for a while, maybe they will get tired of it." ”

Luo Qiang nodded. It's a big vat, but now there are fewer big vats. In the future, when there are fewer people, the occasional fun will be blocked. I also endure it.

On the first floor, He Liang was speechless.

The tile inkstone to the clay pot is just that, many people don't know about the crockpot simmering soup, and they actually came up with this big vat to take a bath.

At noon, another large group came to play with the tank.

It's also more restrictive, and I see the troublemakers get out.

Even Luo Qiang can't say much, to put it mildly, how much does this cylinder cost? The money is not enough for them to enjoy.

A large crowd came at the door.

The bodyguards stopped people outside. The outside area is spacious.

A man is like a boss, rightly speaking: "Why don't I let me in after I order a meal?" Tile inkstone! ”

Accidentally beaten. A ping-pong ball hit him on the head again, and it was a keychain.

The boy played the vat beautifully, and his combat effectiveness was bursting: "Black tile inkstone? His Highness the Black? You TM garbage! Is it the master who ordered the meal? Is the customer God? Believe it or not, you vomit and diarrhea. ”

You don't need a reason, the reason is all made up, look at the face.

This ill-intentioned is to make trouble.

One party insisted on making a reservation.

Why is one party insisting on making a reservation? There is also a stupid beep to let His Highness do this and that.

Do you still imagine that His Royal Highness is brewing sauce? It's all undercut.

A woman called: "We complain!" ”

A group responded: "Go! ”。

Does the complaint win, like the customer is God? Is the store still in business? The weak are spoiled.