"It is rare to see you buying food outside." Wuhai said as he walked.

"Well, rare." Yuanzhou nodded.

"Speaking of Yuan Boss, you certainly haven't eaten this cake." Wu Hai put down the plate and said proudly.

"There is no." Yuanzhou thought about a circle in his mind. He did not eat it, and he did not hear it.

"I have eaten, and once I went to Henan to do a painting exhibition, I only learned once after eating it." Wuhai said with great pride.

“Have you eaten once?” Yuanzhou began to feel a little uneasy.

"Reassured, although I will not cook, but the pasta is no problem." Wuhai beat the chest to ensure.

"You open it." Yuanzhou stretched his face and looked like a calm face.

I made up my mind in my heart, and if I look strange, I will definitely not eat it.

"No problem, but you give me a knife first." Wuhai nodded and said.

"Okay, wait a minute." Yuanzhou turned back to the kitchen and took out the most common knife and handed it to Wuhai.

Of course, when handing the knife, the blade is facing Yuanzhou's own, Wuhai directly took the handle, and then opened the lid on the plate.

"This is the cake, it looks very good." Wu Hai said proudly when he opened the lid.

I saw a white, unpatterned disc with a rectangular pie lying on it, oval on both sides, about one finger thick, with white sesame on the surface of the pie.

The whole cake looks pale yellow, it should be fried in a frying pan, and no matter how you look, there is no connection with you.

"What does this have to do with you?" Yuanzhou asked in confusion.

"I have a relationship right now." Wu Hai mysterious smile, then picked up the kitchen knife to cut.

Yuanzhou thought he cut out something, or what kind of agency.

I saw Wuhai cut a knife directly on the cake about 20 centimeters long.

Then Wu Hai looked up excitedly and asked, "How do you feel like a wing?"

"Ha?" Yuanzhou looked awkward.

This long ellipse is a knife, is it like a wing?

“Where is it?” Yuanzhou asked sincerely.

"So you see, is it like it." Wu Hai fiddled the two pieces of cake, put it into a large font, and then said.

"Still try the taste." Yuanzhou stared at the plate and looked at the sound, then said.

"That's for you, I eat this one." Wuhai deliberately gave Yuanzhou a bigger one.

"No, you do, I just eat, just eat a little less." Yuanzhou picked up the chopsticks, and couldn't help but say the small piece.

"Also, try to see the taste of the cake I made." Wuhai is still very confident about this cake.

"Yeah." Yuanzhou nodded seriously.

Before eating, Yuanzhou first picked up his own cup and drank his mouth. It was a mouthwash, and Wuhai naturally drank the water he brought. After all, Yuanzhou did not provide anything during business hours.

After drinking the water and ensuring that there is no other taste in the mouth, Yuanzhou began to eat the Wuhai cake.

"Scratch." Yuanzhou bite down.

The outer layer is slightly crispy, with a soft foamed layer of flour inside, and an inner filling that is blended with chives in the middle.

"How, how to eat it." Wuhai did not eat his own, just waiting for Yuanzhou to speak.

"You are this pie?" Yuanzhou asked in confusion.

"Of course, Henan snacks and cakes." Wuhai proudly said.

"You are sure not to stretch the buns and then fry them." Although Yuanzhou is a questionable speech, the tone is affirmative.

"Bun is elongated?" Wuhai said he did not understand.

"What about the pleats of your buns?" Yuanzhou looked at the cake with a half-ring and asked with doubt.

"All said that this is not a buns." Wuhai Futian.

"From the taste to the look like a steamed buns." Yuanzhou said seriously.

"Is it forgotten when you pack?" Yuanzhou thought about adding.

"Pie, this is a glutinous cake!" Wu Haiqi's moustache was quickly curled up.

"If you taste it, you will understand it. If you want to bun yourself," Yuanzhou said.

"Hey." Wuhai picked up the cake and took a bite.

Then I was stupid, and the taste was really like a steamed buns. Especially after Yuanzhou said that it was like a steamed buns, it felt more like it.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect.

The softer, slightly thicker inner layer, the freshly salty filling, is not the taste of the buns.

"You buns are not bad." Yuanzhou took another bite and said affirmatively.

"Yes, the buns are good!" Wu Hai bite the cake, pick up the plate and quickly leave the Yuanzhou store.

After Wuhai left, Yuanzhou still finished eating the elongated fried buns in his hand.

Yuanzhou still admired Wuhai. After all, it was not easy to make the cake into a buns. So he did not hesitate to finish it.

For dinner, Yuanzhou did not use the dishes provided by the system. Instead, it used a dish of the old lady to make a pot of Chinese cabbage soup with no pottery and no pollution.

Yuanzhou eats very satisfied.

Early the next morning, it rained last night and the street was a bit wet.

Yuanzhou Xiaodian, who opened the door on time, finished the breakfast business. Yuanzhou sat at the door and began carving.

Of course, today's breakfast time Wuhai is particularly silent.

"Maybe because the pleats that don't fold the buns are depressed." Yuanzhou thought of some sneer.

Yesterday was too little, and there was no full carving, and such a good radish naturally had to be carved in the fresh time, so that these ingredients were not wasted.

Yuanzhou opened the door at eight o'clock, and ended at nine o'clock. When Yuanzhou was sitting in a chair, it was only nine o'clock. At this time, the old lady who came to sell the vegetables yesterday took the burden again.

However, this time it did not sell along the restaurant, but the target was clearly toward Yuanzhou, who was sitting at the door.

"Boss, I saw that you bought so much to think about it yesterday, but it was not so fresh yesterday. These are just picked this morning. You should pick what you want, and I will sell it again." The old lady smiled. Looked at Yuanzhou.

"Thank you." Yuanzhou first stunned and then thanked him.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, thank you for wrapping up yesterday, you look at what you need, the food in the morning is fresher." The old lady smiled and waved her hand and pointed to the fresh, dripping fresh vegetables in the basket.

"Then I still want those yesterday." Yuanzhou naturally said with a smile.

"You pick it yourself, or I pick it for you, it's fresh." The old lady is especially proud of the freshness of the dish.

"You pick it, I look very good." Yuanzhou smiled and nodded.

"That's good, I will pick you up." The old lady said happily.

"I am going to get the basket." Yuanzhou finished, this is the time to take the basket, by the way, put the green shoots of yesterday to the side.

"Then I will give you a good side." The old lady said cheerfully.

Yuanzhou and the old lady are very motivated, but in a few minutes they are said to have paid for the money. The old woman took the basket and walked quickly to the previous market.

"It seems that the noon soup is very good at noon." Yuanzhou took the basket and smiled in the words.

Ps: vegetable cats ask for monthly tickets~ ask for monthly tickets, monthly tickets~