The stall owner was a little surprised to see that the person who paid was Shi Qinghuan, but he didn't say anything, but directly reached out and took the money, and then wrapped the mink coat and handed it to Shi Qinghuan and said: "Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, we are now clear." ”

"Okay."

"Then I'll go first, don't forget to give a dollar to the person who brought you here when you leave here, after all, the little ghost is difficult, it's better not to offend."

"Thanks for the reminder."

"No thanks." After the stall owner finished speaking, he left without looking back.

After the stall owner left, Shi Qinghuan said to Mu Fusheng and Zhang Changliang: "We have it too." ”

Mu Fusheng and Zhang Changliang nodded after hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, and then they walked out of the house together.

When they came out of the house, they saw that the black market eyeliner who had brought them here was standing not far away watching them, and it seemed that he knew that they had made a deal, so he was standing there waiting for them.

So they didn't hesitate, just gave the man a dollar, and walked quickly towards the outside of the black market

When they got out of the black market, it was time for lunch, so they decided to go to the state-run restaurant for lunch before going back to the guest house.

So they walked straight to the state-run hotel.

Seven or eight minutes later, when the three of them entered the state-run hotel, they saw that there was no beef noodles on the small blackboard that said that today's supply was gone, and it seemed that the beef noodles had been sold out.

So they ordered three random dishes and sat down at the table to wait.

I don't know if it's because there are fewer people today or because the speed of the master's stir-fry has become faster, but not long after they sat down, they heard someone at the food counter telling them to come over and serve the food, so they got up and went to serve the food.

When they brought the dishes back, they didn't have to taste them to know that the chef who made the three dishes and the chef who made the beef noodles were not the same person.

Because these three dishes are not comparable to beef noodles in terms of aroma and appearance, how can they be from the same chef?

But this has nothing to do with them, after all, they don't come here to eat every day, so they just pick up chopsticks to eat.

When they had finished their meal and saw that the time was almost up, they went back to the guest house to pack their belongings.

However, since they only came to Harbin for two days this time, they didn't have much to bring, so they packed their bags after a while.

Then, after they checked out of the room, they drove directly out of Harbin City and drove towards the research institute.

At five o'clock in the evening, Zhang Changliang parked the car in the open space in front of the research institute, and then he said to Mu Fusheng and Shi Qinghuan: "Brother Mu, Sister Huanhuan, you have to walk back by yourself on the next road, otherwise I won't be able to pay the car back today." ”

"Okay." After Mu Fusheng and Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, they got out of the car directly with their luggage, and then Shi Qinghuan asked Zhang Changliang, "Are you going to my house for dinner tonight?" ”

"Of course, there are ready-made ones that don't eat for nothing."

"Oh, then you can go straight to my house after the car, and I'll go home and cook now."

"Okay."

After more than ten minutes, Shi Qinghuan returned home, and then she said to Zhang Changliang: "You go to the balcony and bring a piece of meat in, and we will eat fried noodles in the evening." ”

"Do you know how to make mixed sauce noodles?"

"I guess so, I've seen the recipe, and it's not very difficult."

"Or I'll do it."

"Will you do it?"

"Hmm."

After hearing Mu Fusheng's words, Shi Qinghuan immediately withdrew from the kitchen and gave the kitchen to Mu Fusheng.