"Brother Six, this is the photo I took. Take a look."

In a residential building outside Jingling University, a young man with a shaved green head respectfully handed a stack of photos to a man with a hornless deer tattooed on his arm.

"It took you three days to take just these photos? And you also turned on beauty treatments? Are you there to be a paparazzi or to follow them!"

"Snapped!"

Photos flew around and were thrown on the green-skinned man's face.

Xie An walked out of the Logistics Department office.

Xie An got in the car.

Xie An walked into the food without saying a word.

Xie An ran out without saying a word.

Xie An looked behind him with a complicated expression.

…

The green-skinned man looked aggrieved: "Brother Six, it's not that I don't work, it's actually... that Xie drove the car, and I rode the shared bicycle. I took these photos while I was there, why don't you buy one for us too?"

I will definitely follow the car, it’s like a Hollywood drag racing scene!”

"Fuck you." The tattooed man cursed angrily, pointing to the last photo: "What's going on? Tell me."

The green-skinned man took a look at the photo and became very interested: "Brother Six, you asked! Just this one, if you don't ask, I have to explain it to you. I'm not..."

"Tell the important point!"

Seeing Brother Six's lack of patience, the green-skinned man immediately silenced himself, swallowed a lump of saliva, sorted out the order, and spoke carefully.

"The boy named Xie went straight to the restaurant where he was eating something after meeting Director Zhang, but he ran out after less than half an hour."

"He really ran out. I took this photo when he ran outside and stopped."

"Yes, he was still cursing, as if someone had done something to him."

"I guess, he must..."

"Wait!" Before the green-skinned man could finish his words, he was interrupted by the tattooed man.

The tattooed man picked up the photo again and held it in his hand: "You mean, after he came out, he cursed as he walked away? Really?"

"Yeah... right." The green-skinned man thought he had said something wrong and replied tremblingly.

"Did you give him the stuff?" the tattooed man asked after thinking about it.

"Here you go, I put it on his car window and saw him put it away myself." The green-skinned man assured, patting his chest.

"This guy went to find the chef as soon as he left the office?"

"Yes! I saw him walking in with my own eyes. It's absolutely true."

"Oh?" The corner of the tattooed man's mouth raised: "Didn't you just say that shared bicycles can't catch up with other people's four-wheelers? How come it's so fast? Which of your eyes saw him walking in!"

The green-skinned man was stunned when he heard this and smiled: "Brother Six, I..."

"I did not see it with my own eyes, but I have been following him and I have never been to other places!"

The green-skinned man beat his chest loudly.

"It's better to be like this, otherwise I'll spoil my business and be careful to break your legs." Sixth Brother said fiercely: "Go and keep an eye on that store, keep an eye on it, keep an eye on it, as long as there's something unusual

Write it down and tell me."

"Put it on me!" The green-skinned man agreed readily.

"But Sixth Brother, I don't understand. Isn't it the boy named Xie who is trying to steal business from us? Why are you staring at that cook? He doesn't even know which way the door of the Logistics Office of Jinling University opens..."

"What a pig's brain!" The tattooed man cursed and stood up: "What does that person named Xie do?"

"A pig farmer who specializes in animal husbandry has been raising pigs for three years and his pigs were stolen." Qingpi still has a relatively comprehensive grasp of Xie An's information.

"Then can he make braised meat?"

"No way..." Qingpi was not sure.

"Definitely not! Think about it, if a pig farmer knows how to make braised meat, why would he need to find a chef to cooperate? Even if we cooperate, we can't find a chef who has his own shop."

This was a bit convoluted, and Qingpi took a long time to react before sticking out his thumb: "Brother Six is ​​awesome!"

"Otherwise, I am a brother and you can only run errands." The tattooed man was very satisfied with the rainbow fart and continued: "Guess again why Xie got angry when he came out?"

The green-skinned man rubbed his head and said confidently: "I must have been scared after seeing the note. I was worried that we would ruin my job, so I approached the chef to discuss quitting, but we couldn't reach an agreement."

The tattooed man said loudly: "This thing on your neck is also called a head, right? Why does it feel like you have no brains? Our words were originally written for the cook who speaks a certain language!"

"Don't even think about it. The restaurant is so praised by others that there are a few people who don't add ingredients. Besides, I heard that the chef is a student who graduated from the Old South. What kind of skills can he have? It's not fair to say that he makes pig food.

Have you passed?"

"It can also make those college students talk about how delicious it is every day. It must be something added. Do you know what I mean?"

The green-skinned man let out an ooh and slapped his thigh: "No wonder Brother Six, you asked me to keep an eye on their shop. I understand! You want me to find out where the chef buys the medicine, and then we can follow suit, right?"

"But haven't we always added special seasonings that you prepared?"

"Fuck you!" The tattooed man slapped Qingpi on the head.

"I want you to go check it out and ask if it's delicious. Whenever someone comes out, ask if it's delicious, and then call and report it."

"If you open a restaurant, you dare to drug me. As long as the authorities find out, your life will be over. If you still open a shop, I will let you go inside and open a shop properly. Let's see who dares to steal this stall from me!" the tattooed man said coldly.

.

"But - when it comes to the taste, why don't we just go and eat it ourselves? Why - we have to ask others?" Qingpi covered his head with a look of aggrievement.

Tattooed man:……

"It must have been infected by you. Go away and eat it quickly. If it tastes good, report it to me."

Xile Street, eat without talking.

Su Zifang hadn't realized that a conspiracy against him had begun, and was still making peace with him leisurely.

"You've been with me for half an hour, why don't you take a break?" Shen Anyan asked with concern from the side.

"Just finish kneading this bit of dough. I just asked Ao Zuo and he said that the kneading of the dough must be done in one go. Otherwise, if you knead the dough for a while and knead it for a while, the kneading effect will not be good."

"Then you have too many noodles, right? You can't eat so much in the staff meal."

"Practice your skills at night. When you get up tomorrow morning, the store will have pan-fried buns for breakfast. I have already asked Yang Qiong to notify you in the group."

"You learned it so quickly? It seems that it is useful for Grandpa Xia to teach you twice."

Shen Anyan already knew how embarrassed Su Zifang was when he studied in the afternoon, and was surprised by his speed of progress.

Su Zifang smiled awkwardly and showed the face of an unscrupulous capitalist: "No! I'll make the noodles, Mu Fei will mix the stuffing, and Xiaoman and Zidan will make the pancakes tomorrow morning."

Shen Anyan:......

Su Zifang's operation left her speechless.

"Where are they?" Shen Anyan happened to be talking about other people and asked by the way: "Why are they not in the kitchen at this time?"

"You just finished making the skin jelly before you came here, so you are probably lazy now." Su Zifang said seriously, completely ignoring his own operation of pushing several people out of the kitchen after receiving the news that Shen Anyan was coming.

"Aren't we going to make fried buns together?" The eyes of several people were full of surprise.

"We will study it tomorrow!" Su Zi closed the door.
Chapter completed!