The next day, Wohu Town left behind the two moments of silence and ushered in another day of hustle and bustle.

Tiekou Zhou, who lives by fortune-telling, narrowed his eyes and looked at the situation in the market, then simply raised his eyes and pinched his fingers, and his mouth was slightly stuttering: "The Xiang said, 'Heaven moves vigorously, gentlemen strive for self-improvement.' After a long time, the word "no blame". It seems that God still asked me to find food by myself. Hehe, everything goes well anyway, and all evils are easy to avoid! It depends on our mouth!" He opened his eyes and looked around and pondered, "That fireworks land has always been prosperous, so let's get rich." He made up his mind, stroked three beautiful beards under his jaw, and spread his divination towards his target.

Although the crowd was still bustling at this time, because it was not time to eat, the food stalls did not open to welcome guests, but just cleaned them up. Tiekou Zhou was lazy in the caresses of the rising sun, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the crowd passing by, guessing various information about these people, and was also familiar with his business: "Well, look at this person, heaven is full, and there is a faint purple air between the seal halls, indicating that the future luck will be smooth, but his ears slightly backwards have added some variables to his fate..." While carefully examining the person he was looking at, he felt that another snack stall was opened at the adjacent stall.

Tiekou turned around and looked at it, but four people were busy. His occupational disease came to his senses and began to guess: "It's a bit strange..." He first noticed the scholar wearing a Confucian robe - the saint disciples have always had many rules. This one doesn't work, and that one doesn't work. Saint Kong even made a statement that "a gentleman is not close to the kitchen", and for no reason they have formed enemies with the chefs. His disciples have always regarded his words as the truth, so it is rare to see the saint disciples and the chefs...

He temporarily put down his curiosity about the scholar, but went to see the two women, one with a veil and graceful figure, but like a weeping willow in the wind, swaying in a variety of shapes. Just from a pool of autumn water exposed outside, two curved willows - floating astronomy - put a guy on a Confucian shirt and became a Confucian scholar?"

"You guessed this wrong! It's really real and innocent! The scholar knows astronomy and geography, and he is really a good foundation! Some helpers want to break up the stalls - you also know that this small town has a hiding tiger and a hidden dragon, and the knowledgeable sea has gone, but it's not stumping others!"

"Ho! That's really worth seeing!"

In this way, inspired by Shui Shusheng's "I've been bitter and you are happy," he stood in the town one afternoon. There were not many small stalls that could sit in the local committee, so there were only a few diners sitting there, holding their own food in their hands, standing around watching the fun.

At this moment, there were two people who were unhappy in the stall - Sanfan, the initiator and Lu Yinzhu, smiled and watched the scene directed by him, but Shui Tianchang was already very annoyed - where was the one who came to eat! He clearly regarded himself as a Confucian classic with various miscellaneous studies to check it out! He was smiling on his face, but he was very depressed. However, these diners who were traveling around the world could not tolerate him slack off - although they were not proficient in the Four Books and Five Classics, these travelers from all over the world had their own knowledge. Combined with their own affairs, they insisted on slack off with them.

Shui Shusheng's Confucianism confirmation really made him a headache. Shui Shusheng couldn't complain in secret, and slowly perfunctorily outside, and turned his mind to think: "You can't let them ask this anymore... You only defend but not attack, and the iron-clad city wall is going to make a fuss!" After making up his mind, he looked at Sanfan who was watching the battle with a smile, turned his head but smiled at a middle-aged man who was "communicating" with him, "You are foolish and rude, you will always sit at home, and there is some dabbling in this book. But I think this uncle should be a seafar?"

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him smiled and said, "That's right! I'm really doing seafood deals!"

Shui Shusheng said in surprise: "Dare to climb up to the nine heavens and catching turtles in the five oceans is a true hero! Shui was born on land and had no chance to see the momentum of the vast sea and was about to ask for advice!" Although many others traveled around the world, there were naturally not many who had seen the stormy waves of the sea. Outside, they just scratched the itchy place of the middle-aged man. Shui Tianchang actually used a "turning star" lightly, which successfully shifted everyone's attention! Just as the middle-aged man was splashing with mouths everywhere, Shui Shusheng secretly squeezed at Sanfan. Sanfan didn't show his voice, and gave a thumbs up in front of his chest with a faint smile...

Another unhappy one is naturally our chef, Lu Xiaoya! Shui Shuidai was so popular, but the one she opened was a snack stall after all! Although the stall is doing well now, these people are not coming for their own skills - Xiaoya frowned and was busy with her work, but she was still very depressed. Sanfan saw it in his eyes, walked to her side, opened another stove door, and started to get angry again. There were too many customers, so the snacks she was waiting to make were naturally lined up. Sanfan ignored Xiaoya, took the list, saw what Xiaoya was doing, and started to get busy with the next work.

This snack is also the "scented barbecue kebab" ordered by the seaguin. Sanfan cut the mutton pieces, but did not start baking on the stove. He took out the fresh fish, picked the bones and thorns, chopped off the fish head, and chopped the fish into a paste into meatballs. Then he simmered the fish head slowly, and the mutton pieces and meatballs were mixed on bamboo sticks, and simmered them in a casserole with the fish head... This style was naturally not in the eyes of the people around him who were watching the fun, but Xiaoya was surprised. She looked at her master in confusion. Sanfan looked at the heat of the furnace and said as if he was talking to himself: "Fish."

The dishes made with mutton will emphasize the word "fresh", but fish has a fishy smell and mutton has a mutton smell. When we mix the two together and cook, the two flavors will pollute each other. The first thing I have to bear now is to remove the fishy smell. If this is not handled well, then I have no way to talk about it later. So the main ingredient is not the main ingredient of mutton, but some additional auxiliary ingredients..." Sanfan said, carefully sprinkling various spices into the casserole one by one. At this time, the fish soup has tasted, but the skewers are still raw!

Sanfan took out the skewers and put them on the grill. With the sizzling sound, the fresh and fragrant meat smell suddenly evaporated, causing everyone around him to sniff involuntarily... Sanfan flipped the skewers with one hand and sprinkled seasonings with the other hand, and said in a faint tone: "Xiaoya, have you ever seen fishing?" He paused, "Before fishing, you always sprinkle a handful of bait to attract the fish. But the real bait is on the hook... Shui Shusheng is now that bait, and our skills are the bait on the hook, which is precious..." As he said that, he sprinkled the seasonings, and the tempting fragrance spread out...
Chapter completed!