MTL - Gourmet Food Supplier-Chapter 59 Watermelon juice

A good night's sleep, Yuanzhou, who drank the wine, found that he was very familiar with sleeping last night. He touched the phone and saw it at 6:20.

"It seems that there is a soup dumpling to eat today." Yuanzhou sighed and climbed up.

A glimpse of his own clothes, a mixture of overnight wine and sweaty smell, Qizhou, who was smoked by himself, immediately took the toiletries to the bathroom.

The sound of the lazy water in the bathroom, Yuanzhou found that the work intensity in the previous month was great. Now the two small arms have beautiful lines and the upper arms are strong and strong. The water flows through the whole body and brings up tiny water drops. A lot more **** than before.

In view of the fact that he did not open for three days, Yuanzhou made a special 150-year-old dumpling in the morning. In addition to eating four copies himself, there were 146 left.

"Yuan boss, I should open the door today." A male voice suddenly came from the door.

"Of course, there is no post on the door. If you don't open the door today, this will be the door." Wuhai came from outside the door with a full of anger.

"Yes, it should be like this, Yuan Boss is too capricious." Someone immediately agreed.

"Hai Ge, you should do this earlier." There are a lot of people who are not too big to see the excitement.

At this time, Yuanzhou ‘哗’ opened the door and looked at Wuhai. The tone said plainly, “If the door is broken, the cost of repairs will be out, and the repair time will take one week.”

After that, Yuanzhou walked back to his position and waited for the guests to enter.

Just now, all the people who should support Wuhai immediately made a look that we were unfamiliar and walked past Wuhai.

"Yuan boss, I was just not alone." Wuhai was a little uncomfortable for a while, and immediately resumed, and began to sell it.

"Look at me like this, these three days have been miserable, Yuan boss can not close this door next time." Wuhai pointed at his messy moustache and said pitifully.

"I have written a notice." Yuanzhou's tone is always so flat.

"Speaking of the notice, how is the boss of Yuan, how do you stick to it?" Wuhai remembered that when he was not bright, he got up and stared and did not find Yuanzhou.

Yuanzhou’s answer was that he saw Wuhai without saying anything.

This eye contains contempt, and even the people on the side of the scene have seen it. Wuhai began to shift the topic "Does Yuan Boss have a soup bag this morning?"

Just ask casually, Wuhai, who did not have much expectations, got a positive answer this time. "Well, yes."

"Great, Yuan boss conscience found." Wu Hai excitedly sat down, feeling a sentence.

"Put a soup bag." Every meal that comes in is ordered, until the ten positions are full, and the people behind are consciously waiting in line.

"Sucking, sucking"

Then the whole store was filled with the scent of the soup, the sound of the soup, and the exhaled breath.

There are more and more people waiting in line behind, and the people who finish eating consciously let the next one, the table is commonplace in the Yuanzhou store, although there is only one table.

In one and a half hours, more than one hundred of the soup bags were sold out, and everyone who was eager to eat the soup was not found.

Until Wuwu, the first to discover at noon, the first thing in Wuzhou that had not come for a week was to see if there was any new food. Although with the support of the girlfriend, Wuzhou as a programmer could not be big. Eat and drink, not everyone is the local tyrant of Wuhai, every day, Dunton eats Yuanzhou shop as a canteen, and also makes two or three copies at a time.

"Does Yuan boss have new food?" Wuzhou came up and asked if he sat down.

However, Yuanzhou had no good feelings for Wuzhou, who had a love show for a week, and pointed directly to the wall.

"Hey, Yuan Boss is always so cool. My girlfriend said that I want to learn from Yuan Bo’s unspoken look. It’s very attractive. I’m too much to dismiss me.” Wuzhou did not even notice the dog food. .

"There are quite a lot of words." Since others are feeding themselves to eat dog food, Yuanzhou must be rewarded. This knife is very good.

"Oh..." Wuzhou did not speak, silently looking back at the price list.

"Hey, actually a drink, or watermelon juice." Wuzhou saw his favorite drink of the female ticket at a glance, but the next moment was shocked by the glittering 8 on the wall.

"Yuan, Yuan, Yuan, Yuan Boss, is this the price of tea eggs?" Wuzhou pointed at the price on the wall, and the excitement was stuttering.

Yuanzhou obviously disguised his look at Wuzhou, a program, and he had a girlfriend. He had a family and a good manager. He didn’t have a girlfriend. He only opened his heart to comfort himself. "Well, that's right." , eat?"

"No need." This sentence is particularly fast, Wuzhou feels that it is like the rumor, is the person who can not afford to eat tea eggs, it is terrible, this price of tea eggs I am afraid most of the domestic can not afford.

"Do not try? Now is a special price." Yuanzhou's tone is dull, there is no point in selling.

Speaking of it, Yuanzhou himself is very curious about this tea egg, because he has not eaten himself, and this tea egg needs someone to point out before it appears in the small kitchen. As for the reason why Yuanzhou does not eat, it is very simple. Too expensive.

"Oh." Wuzhou directly sneered, this price tells himself that it is still a special price, then it is not a special price and how expensive?

Wuzhou feels that this must be the way to enter the door today.

"A glass of watermelon juice, an egg fried rice." Wuzhou decided to drink the price of 88 watermelon juice today.

Think about it, eighty-eighth watermelon juice is also very expensive, but it is far too far compared to tea eggs.

"Okay, wait a moment." Yuanzhou, who has a pity in his heart, is still going to prepare egg fried rice.

As for watermelon juice, this practice is different and needs to be done now.

"Your egg fried rice." Yuanzhou took the egg fried rice, but did not send watermelon juice.

Wuzhou was not in a hurry. He looked at Yuanzhou’s lower body and found a watermelon weighing about five pounds from the cabinet under the glass table. He looked like a striped watermelon sold outside, but the difference was probably watching the special circle. No matter which direction it looks very round, it has reached the point of perfection.

"Yuan Boss's watermelon is really round." Wuzhou changed his mind after reading a few angles.

The watermelon in the market has never seen such a round, this watermelon is not ordinary.

"Yeah." Yuanzhou said with a mask, this took a watermelon knife from the knife holder behind, has been edged, a little sniff, no rust, so that it will not destroy the taste of the watermelon itself.

"哗啦"

Cut the watermelon into two equal semicircles directly.

Wuzhou thought that this time it would start cutting the watermelon and start to squeeze the juice.

Yuanzhou changed a small sharp knife, holding a knife in one hand, gently turning the watermelon in one hand, and thick velvet under the watermelon to prevent bruises.

Now there is no sound in this rotation. The sharp knife is very fast. The hand of Yuanzhou is also very stable. In one circle, the sweetest part of the watermelon is dug out. There is no black watermelon. All the leaves are red and bright.

"brushing"

A large spoon gently puts the melon meat into the belly of a strange machine. The machine is not big, but the place where the melon is loaded is very large. This piece of melon is only less than one-fifth.

Another piece of melon was processed by Yuanzhou, and all were put in.

PS: Sorry, I have waited.