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At this time, Xu Guangling realized through the light in the room that the time was actually in the afternoon, which was too strange! Because in the past, even if he slept late, because of his light sleep, he would basically get up before 8 o'clock in the morning, and it would not exceed 10 o'clock in the morning at the latest.

But at this time, the afternoon is certain, and the specific points are not clear.

I looked at my phone, four o'clock!

Oh, my God!

I slept most of the day, and I slept for at least 12 hours yesterday, so it's no wonder I feel full of energy. But in fact, compared to that incredible dream, this is a sound and long sleep, but it is nothing at all.

Could it be that I was "possessed" by a chef? The blue light that hit my forehead last night was actually the soul of a chef or something?

For a while, Xu Guangling remembered a lot of strange things in his mind, but soon, the constantly rumbling stomach reminded him, why don't you care about it in advance, and fill your stomach first, right? So he washed and cooked, or the three potatoes left over from yesterday.

When he touched the potatoes again, a wonderful feeling surged into Xu Guangling's heart.

It always feels like it's been a million times since then, just like now, ready to process potatoes. But the fact is that in the past few years, Xu Guangling should have made no more than 100 potatoes in total! Because for him, the potatoes had to be cleaned, peeled, and shredded, which was really a very troublesome thing, and he really didn't bother to get them, and of course, most of the time, he didn't want to get them.

If a person lives in a drowsy, he will basically not be exquisite, in any way!

But at this time, holding potatoes in his hands, Xu Guangling felt not familiar, but very familiar. The next moment, he threw it casually, and the potato rolled over three times in the air in front of him, and then fell back into his hand again.

This is the first potato, the second potato he threw again, turned over four, and then the third potato, turned over five.

Like an arm!

It's not a potato, it's just a toy that I don't know how well it is cooked.

At the same time, there was no careful examination at all, but information about the three potatoes kept coming to mind:

This is supposed to be a potato grown on the loess, and the texture of the soil is not good, sour, wet, such potatoes naturally have a smell of water and earthy smell, which is inferior and unsuitable for buying......

Is it so exaggerated?

Wasn't it quite sweet when I ate it last night?

Xu Guangling didn't believe it, and put the potato in his hand close to the tip of his nose and sniffed it vigorously. Then it was strange that he really smelled the so-called watery smell, earthy smell, and the smell of rigidity and staleness, at this moment, Xu Guangling was a little suspicious, he didn't smell it with his nose, but felt it with a compound "feeling".

But no matter what, these three potatoes, he can no longer enjoy them with peace of mind.

At this time, it was half past four in the afternoon, and the time was about the same, Xu Guangling walked towards the vegetable market.

For a person who has traveled a lot of places, every time he goes to a new place, it becomes instinct to grasp the basic geography and architectural distribution of that place, and therefore, the distribution of the surrounding vegetable markets, Xu Guangling is clear.

There are a total of three vegetable markets nearby, one is a little farther, but it is also the largest, and the other two are about the same distance, but one is more than vegetables, and the other is more meat and fruits.

And this time, out of the idea of verifying something, Xu Guangling went straight to the largest vegetable market.

When I arrived, I found that there were a lot of people, and to exaggerate, it seemed that the whole city was crowded here.

The station, the comprehensive shopping area, and the vegetable market are basically the three major crowd gathering points in a city, and it is really not easy to further distinguish who is first and who is second in these three.

In other words, this is also the main reason why Xu Guangling only came to this vegetable market once before, and as for the slightly long distance, it can only be ranked as a secondary reason.

After three turns and two turns, Xu Guangling came to a passage in the vegetable market, this area is selling some sweet potatoes, potatoes, winter melons or something, Xu Guangling's goal is naturally on potatoes.

When he usually buys potatoes, Xu Guangling mostly finds a potato stall, then buys potatoes and leaves. Anyway, this thing didn't seem to him to have anything to pick up, it was all the same, and besides, he didn't bother to ask the price, find a cheaper stall or something, and the difference wasn't much, was it?

In short, Xu Guangling's speed of buying vegetables is called a god speed.

But today, in this area where potatoes are sold, there are dozens of places that sell potatoes, Xu Guangling walked around slowly, and first made a general identification:

"The potatoes in this house are not good, and they have been left for too long. ”

"It's not good for this one, the production is too poor. ”

"The potatoes in this house look good, firm, plump, and big, but they are actually overly fertilised, and they smell bad. (It doesn't smell like it.) Xu Guangling was once again sure that this judgment did not come from the sense of smell. ）

"This is good, the land is porcelain, and the taste of potatoes should be good, but unfortunately it is too small and can be listed as an alternative. ”

......

Xu Guangling is like a glutton, no, like an old chef, casually glances, and judges the potatoes he targeted, and then which ones should pass, which ones should be hung up and beaten violently, which ones can be considered as alternatives, and which ones are of good texture, all of which are clear.

Oh no, I didn't find anything good and commendable after I looked around, and there were only two of them that were included in the alternatives, and all the others were out.

When the results came out, Xu Guangling was stunned, first, he was shocked that he had suddenly become an "expert in potato identification", and second, why were the potatoes sold in these stalls so pitiful? Was there a problem with his identification, or was there really not a single one of these dozens of potato stalls with good quality?

Not to mention that several of them can be called black-hearted potatoes.

Xu Guangling was also drunk, he had never known that potatoes that looked almost identical on the outside actually had so many doors.

However, although shocked, although strange, Xu Guangling still followed his own judgment, well, maybe not his own judgment, in short, in those two alternative stalls, Xu Guangling weighed a pound of potatoes each.

And in this process, two other things have happened, which must be said:

First, Xu Guangling didn't deliberately pick these two stalls, but when he took them, almost all of them were Zhou Zheng's potatoes, oh, the "almost" here can be removed.

Second, it's even more that, Xu Guangling picked up a few potatoes, it felt almost the same, let the stall owner weigh it, the result was no more, no less, exactly one catty! If it was only one of the stalls, then it might be a coincidence, but on the contrary, it was like this on both stalls!

It's not quite a coincidence.

Or it can be said with a preliminary degree of arbitrariness that this is no coincidence!