Zhong Yu was a rare person, so he put his ridicule back and waved his hand to get him off work.

Ah Hu floated out quietly.

Qiu Qiu went into the lounge alone to visit Bai Xiaoxu. After a while, he came out with his steps lightly.

"He fell asleep." Qiu Qiu said: "I put Master Wang Wu's pen at his hand."

"Remember to leave him a message, don't throw it away when you wake up." Zhong Yu said, pulling out a dry towel from the cabinet and throwing it at Qiu Qiu, just covering his face.

Qiu Qiu nodded, pulled off the towel and pressed it on the hair that was soaked in the rain.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and the voices in the building were gone, and even the lights were half gone. The corridor was dark and the natural lights in the tea room were slightly yellow.

The sound of rain hitting the window reminded Qiu Qiu of No. 0, Tengluo Street with a table of scrambled eggs. Zhong Yu was standing not far away looking through paper documents, which made this unfamiliar space less unfamiliar.

Qiu Qiu wiped his hair and had some worries: "Xiaobai was in Mengli Township, but he fell downstairs. He asked him but he didn't say anything."

"It's quite a coincidence." Zhong Yu quickly finished reading the document, threw it away, and said, "He is everywhere. I've seen it several times, and I'm quite good at making excuses."

Qiu Qiu was a little surprised: "What happened?"

Zhong Yu frowned, leaned against the cabinet door, and introduced Liu Feifei's seriously injured assistant Xiao Wang.

"Then is he awake now?" Qiu Qiu asked.

"No," Zhong Yu lowered his eyes: "I breathed a sigh of relief, and I have not had a dangerous period until now. At most, I will be gone if I can't pass."

Qiu Qiu was stunned for a while and comforted Zhong Yu, saying, "Don't worry, Xiaobai brings my pendant, I will know when I encounter danger."

Zhong Yu stared at him for a few seconds.

Then he smiled and pulled the towel away: "Okay, protect him."

Qiu Qiu nodded seriously.

The drunk person needs some quenching soup. The sister, the recorder who had stayed here before, thought so. She was ready for everything, but was called away by an emergency contact. At this time, the messy ingredients were scattered on the table in the tea room.

Zhong Yu originally planned to go in and pour a glass of water, but when he saw the chaos, his steps paused.

Qiu Qiu behind him did have a keen sense of smell and never missed a head out of his shoulder: "What is this?"

"You want to drink the quenching soup, too?" Zhong Yu questioned casually, but he had already started to take over the half-work of the recorder.

There is no accurate way to make this food. As long as it can quench the wine, it can be made into anything.

The recorder sister obviously has unique insights on this - there are two tomatoes cut in half on the table, a piece of crushed ginger, a bag of brown sugar, and a bucket of instant noodles with the lid uncovered.

Because the tea room has no knife and chopping board, the two tomatoes were cut on cardboard with a knife.

It is a tactical intention that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Although there are kitchen utensils in the tea room, no one uses them normally and there is not even a can of salt.

Captain Zhong, who was at the peak of cooking, thought for a while, put the instant noodles and seasoning bag aside, found a small boiling pot with ash, added boiling water, pulled a little bit of crushed noodles and threw it in.

Qiu Qiu swallowed hard: "It smells so good."

"It's delicious again?" Zhong Yu pointed him back: "It's been one night, haven't you eaten enough yet?"

"You are more fragrant." Qiu Qiu said.

Zhong Yu automatically completed this kind of sexual harassment, thinking that Qiu Qiu had missed a "thing" and didn't think about the truth at all.

The tea room was too small, so he couldn't move it, so it was even more inconvenient to have Qiu Qiu hanging, so he asked someone to go to the refrigerator to find two bags of ready-to-eat chicken breasts.

"Wen Jintou, you can look at it and there must be black packaging."

Qiu Qiu obediently turned the chicken breasts out, and was sent to sit outside, tearing the pieces of meat into strips of chicken shreds.

This work is simply torture Slime. Fortunately, Zhong Yu quickly washed his hands, left the small pot that was still bubbling, and sat opposite him to tear it up with him.

"So pitiful," Qiu Qiu was wrapped in the fragrance. While feeling happy, he still remembered the poor children: "Lu Wen was hungry all night...but why?"

“What’s why?”

"Why don't Menglixiang treat customers well? They have to cheat people if they make undelicious food, making Lu Wen so hungry," said Qiu Qiu.

This question is so easy to answer, Zhong Yu didn't even raise his head: "For the money."

"Ah." Qiu Qiu looked at him.

"Do you know how much money can you make in such a store?"

Zhong Yu said lazily: "No matter how good the business is, the average restaurant will not be as overloaded as Mengyu Village. Most of them are full when the meals are full and they will be empty after the peak period."

He tore up what he had on his hands and took Qiu Qiu's slowly torn chicken breasts: "But this fishing village is different. With publicity, it has always been full from opening to closing. Compared with similar restaurants, he can make three to five times or even more profits, which is astronomical."

As he said that, Zhong Yu laughed and said, "Not to say that compared with your little broken shop... it's at least tens of thousands or tens of thousands of times."

Qiu Qiu didn't care and said strangely: "Humans can't eat much, what do they need so much money to do?"

Zhong Yu calmed his expression and stood up with the lunch box. The chair rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.

"Do anything," he said.

The crushed noodles in the pot have been cooked into batter. Zhong Yu added the mashed tomatoes, threw them into the ginger cubes, poured them in the brown sugar, and let them continue to roll.

Then start a new pot, cook the remaining noodles quickly, put them in a lunch box, and spread them with just torn chicken shreds.

The instant noodles are Chinese-style, known as non-fried. The three packs of seasonings inside are tasted by Zhong Yu before, and the taste is very authentic.

He poured half a bag of soy sauce into the tomato pan as salt, and drizzled the remaining ones with red oil chili and balsamic vinegar on the shredded chicken.

The tomato soup in the pot was also cooked, and Zhong Yu poured half of it into the instant noodles bucket and asked Qiu Qiu to take it out.

Although it is a simple cold chicken noodles and a "tomato flavor" hangover soup, it is very casual to put it on the plate. Qiu Qiu still feels that it is ten thousand times more delicious than the exquisite dishes at the banquet.

Bright red oil drizzled on the snow-white chicken shredded chicken and cold noodles. The pasta aroma is soaked by spicy and freshness, and the sour aroma is fascinating.

The tomato soup is hot, the steam coming to your face is fresh and sweet, and the thick texture is particularly satisfying.

Zhong Yu looked at Qiu Qiuniu chewing peonies and became a little used to it. After drinking two sips of the soup, he stopped moving.

Qiu Qiu swept away the cold noodles, and the routine left two chicken shreds, and asked the guardian whether to eat them.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yu was more interested today. With Qiu Qiu's surprised and disappointed eyes, he slowly put the two chicken threads not as thick as chopsticks into his mouth.

Qiu Qiu murmured: "Don't humans eat too much, don't they want money more?"

"Well," Zhong Yu raised his eyebrows: "Yes, humans are all greedy, and their desires will expand. So they need to eat money and eat, and there is no conflict."

Qiu Qiu: “…”

"Money can do anything, and for money, many people can do anything." Zhong Yu restrained his expression: "Don't underestimate humans. They have little appetite, are very greedy, and want endlessly... Unlike you, there is only one food in the world."

After saying that, Zhong Yu mocked himself: "Forget it, why are you telling you this? You don't understand."

"I understand."

Qiu Qiu sat upright with his hands on his knees.

He said, "I am greedy, too. For me, eating is not the most important thing."

Qiu Qiu felt a little embarrassed: "Besides eating, I also want to be lonely."

Zhong Yu was stunned.

"In the abyss, I haven't eaten anything for more than a hundred years. Although I'm very hungry, the stones will float and the blood pool will move. I'm afraid that I will be even more lonely if I eat them." Qiu Qiu said.

"I hate loneliness more than hungry."
Chapter completed!