Chapter 8 Ask you how much sorrow can you have, you and I are both pitiful people(1/2)
The night is getting deeper.
Walking all the way, walking back home.
The original home was demolished three years ago, and the compensation was for a better house, located near Yuehu.
The door was closed casually.
Xingzhou took off his coat and hat and sat on the sofa in the living room.
I don’t know if a person’s home is considered home. Fortunately, Xingzhou is a person who can endure loneliness because of his indifferent feelings.
In the copy space.
A cup of coffee was made, and the score was not once more than 70, and each time it was about 60 points, and just passed the exam.
I don’t have accurate enough evaluation of coffee taste, and I know too little.
This is not surprising.
I can do it by baking cold noodles and boating, and I have experience.
But I didn't understand the coffee at all, it was blank, and it was completely started from scratch.
Therefore, this time the bug fix will take more time.
However, with complete materials and no worries, it doesn’t take much time to complete the task.
I don't know when the tiredness appears.
Boat out of the copy space and prepare to rest.
After taking a shower, my fatigue faded a little.
Xingzhou suddenly thought of a problem, so he started scanning again.
Unfortunately, only one bug can be fixed at a time, and multiple bugs cannot be fixed at the same time. Only after the bug of Coffee is fixed can other bugs be scanned again.
After getting the answer, Xingzhou didn't care and returned to the bedroom and fell asleep.
On the Poor Yuehu Bridge, many victims were asking each stall at each stall.
"Boss, are there any gold grilled cold noodles?"
"I am a cold noodles. Do you ask me if I have any cold noodles?"
"It's gold-grilled cold noodles, gold!"
"Go and go, no matter what kind of cold noodles you bake, there is no place here."
…
"Boss, is there any..."
"No."
"Boss, I haven't finished asking yet."
"Don't ask, I've been asked by three people, no, I only sell skewers."
…
"Boss, do you have any golden grilled cold noodles?"
“Baked cold noodles, yes.”
"No, no, it's gold, gold grilled cold noodles!"
"Oh, gold, some, some, I'll do it for you now."
"Boss, what you are making is a regular grilled cold noodles."
"It's not bad, it's worth it."
"Puff, boss, what you made is so terrible. Sorry, I vomited."
…
"Boss, there is..."
"No, get out!"
…
"boss…"
"roll."
…
"old…"
"Did you see the knife in my hand..."
…
No, no, still no.
Poor people asked all over Yuehu Bridge, and there was really no golden grilled cold noodles.
Then what to do?
Simple, buy the materials and make it yourself when you go home.
Then that night, countless people wasted countless ingredients and made a dark paste roasted cold noodles that were more unpalatable than the other.
Insomnia, anger, unable to sleep at night...
This lasts directly until the next day.
It's still a sunny day.
Early in the morning.
Taking advantage of the cool moment, the victims of last night all came to Yuehu Bridge with panda eyes, with luck, expectation and nervousness.
The stall in the morning was Wang Fugui's wife, Aunt Wang.
The couple took turns changing shifts from 8 am to 10 pm.
Aunt Wang has learned about what happened last night.
Regarding this.
Aunt Wang doesn't care.
Although it was said by my shopkeeper, even though I hadn't eaten it myself, Aunt Wang naturally didn't know the power of that delicious food, so it was hard to take it to heart.
But seeing these pandas, no, people with dark circles surrounded him, Aunt Wang had already realized the seriousness of the matter.
Look at these pandas, both men and women.
And they kept coming to the urban management and traffic police to inquire, as if the task had become patrolling and guarding her this acre of three-point land, a small stall.
The key is that these people have only one purpose.
Xiaowei: "Auntie, what about the little brother yesterday? Will you come today? When will that golden grilled cold noodles be sold again today?"
Aunt Wang said helplessly: "I don't know this either."
Everyone was disappointed when they heard this.
"Oh, I went home yesterday and did it according to the recorded video."
“I did it too.”
"Me too."
“…”
"How are you doing?"
"Don't mention it, the black one is a little bit too much. I tasted it and almost vomited."
"Brother, hold the claws, so do I."
"Me too."
“1.”
“…”
"I asked all the stalls nearby yesterday, but none of them sold gold-baked cold noodles. I searched online, but there was no one."
"I wondered. I saw that handsome pussy was very simple yesterday, so why can't we make it ourselves? In terms of cooking skills, I am not bad either. I have been a chef and I cook all three meals at home. My wife and children say that I cook delicious."
"I really did it step by step in the video, but I didn't make that taste. At most, the appearance was the same, the inner, taste, and the fragrance were completely different."
"You can still look the same, but I can't even look the same."
"By the way, what should I do now?"
"It seems like I have nothing to eat."
"It's uncomfortable, I feel like I'm not feeling good today."
To be continued...