Chapter 283 Barbecued pork buns, I can make them

  Snack Street Survival Code B, Article 5.

  【No matter how hungry you are, don’t eat kitchen waste from any store. 】

  The presence of such tempting kitchen waste here has anything to do with Hua Ying's death?

   Zhou Bai looked away from the trash can.

   Randomly found a nearby shop owner who was soliciting customers, and moved over.

   "Hey, you said this milk tea shop, why was it blocked?"

  The shop owner fanned the air in front of his nose with his hand, and moved a step aside in disgust.

   "There was a murder case in this milk tea shop, didn't you know?

   Go away go go, don't interfere with my business. "

   Zhou Bai's hands were just stained with rancid water. Although he wiped it clean, there was still a faint smell.

  He realized this, smiled, and approached the boss with a sullen face.

   "Homicide? When did it happen?

  The owner of the milk tea shop is very nice, every time I pass by, he will give me a lot of food.

   Alas, I didn't expect to come here today, there is no way to meet him. "

  The shop owner still didn't give Zhou Bai a good face, but he followed his words and replied.

   "Then you don't even want to see him recently.

   When he came to open the shop the morning before yesterday, he saw a female corpse lying in his shop, and fainted from fright.

   It is estimated that he is still in the hospital. "

   Zhou Bai heard the key information in his words.

   "Did he close the shop the night before and come home without closing the doors and windows?

   It's so strange, there will be female corpses in my store for no reason? "

  The shop owner was talking to Zhou Bai, but he kept staring at the pedestrians on the street.

  Seeing a passer-by who was about to come in, but after seeing Zhou Bai, he went into the next shop instead.

   Almost exploded in anger.

   "Why do you have so many questions?

  The boss sympathized with the little beauty, and if he couldn't wait for his little lover, he let her continue to wait in the store.

   Anyway, they were quite familiar with each other before.

  Are you done asking?

  I beg you, leave as soon as you finish asking. "

   Zhou Bai got the answer he wanted, so he stopped disturbing other people's business.

   smiled at him, then turned and left.

  Just now at the entrance of the milk tea shop, it says that the business hours are from 9:00 am to 11:00 pm.

   If other influencing factors are not considered, then Zhou Bai will temporarily determine the time range of B time-space and Huaying's death as after eleven o'clock two days ago to nine o'clock in the morning of the next day.

  Zhou Bai looked at the ground, immersed in his own thoughts while walking.

   Unknowingly, I came to the front of the bun shop again.

   It's just that, this time standing in front of the bun counter is the fat man I just saw!

  He is wearing the same dress.

  But the mental state looks much better than what I just saw.

   Zhou Bai looked up at him, and there was a "buzz" in his head, and it sounded.

   Guess right!

  But why does he appear in the bun shop now?

  Zhou Bai stood on the spot and looked at him.

  The other party also noticed Zhou Bai's gaze, smiled at him, and began to call him over.

   "Would you like some buns?

  The buns are all made by ourselves, they are delicious.

   Buy two and try it. "

  The fat man did not recognize Zhou Bailai.

   Zhou Bai looked at the shelf next to the bun shop.

  There, neither black nor white plastic bags were tied.

   That is to say, this is space-time A?

  It seems that you don’t need to verbally agree to other people’s requests, even if you make corresponding actions according to other people’s requests, you will also change time and space.

  Zhou Bai walked towards the bun shop.

   The fat man enthusiastically explained to Zhou Bai the buns on the menu, but he missed the fresh meat buns.

   Zhou Bai glanced at the menu.

   Then asked pretendingly casually.

   "Aren't there any char siew buns?"

   The fat man showed a very sorry expression.

   “These buns are all made by my parents.

  They don't know how to make char siew buns.

   Now that I'm old, I can't learn new things. "

   Zhou Bai ordered two more red bean paste buns, then teased him with a smile.

   "Your parents can't learn it, but you are still young, so you can learn it."

   The fat man showed a troubled expression.

   "Farewell, farewell, I never liked making buns since I was a child.

   Until now, I don’t even know how to knead dough. "

   Zhou Bai took the two bean paste buns handed over by the fat man.

  Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the bean flower shop next door.

   "What kind of clothes did you secretly buy?

   If you dare to go out wearing this, be careful that your leg will be broken when you come back. "

  Hua Lin came out of the bean flower shop, holding a dress with very little fabric in her hand.

   Walked to the side of the trash can and was about to throw the clothes into it.

  Hua Ying chased after her and grabbed the clothes.

   Angrily sat on a stone chair by the side of the road, with his back facing the bean flower shop, not wanting to pay any attention to her sister.

  Zhou Bai didn't look at them any more, but when he turned around, he saw the fat man sticking his head out of the steamed stuffed bun shop, looking in the direction where Huaying was bewildered.

  His mother came out from behind him with a basket of buns.

   Seeing the fat man's probe, he punched him on the head.

   "Don't look at it, it won't be yours if you look at it again."

   The fat man lowered his head in embarrassment.

   Zhou Bai left the bun shop with the two bean paste buns he just bought.

  He passed by Huaying.

  Hua Ying looked up at him, didn't recognize him at first, paused for a while, and then suddenly jumped up from the chair.

"It's you!

   You are that liar!

   Promised others to do things, but failed to do so. "

  Zhou Bai ate the red bean paste buns he just bought while walking.

  Suddenly being blamed, the bean paste bun in his mouth was too late to swallow, and he coughed immediately.

   "Huaying, why are you getting more and more rude?"

  Her elder sister saw Zhou Bai in a panic, walked over, scolded Hua Ying.

   "Sister, he was the one who lied to me first!"

  Zhou Bai innocently looked up at Hua Lin.

   And at this time, Hua Lin also recognized that he was the one who couldn't afford the 88 yuan super luxury package.

   "No money is not ashamed.

  Come, follow me, my sister treats you to bean curd. "

  Hua Lin gave her sister a hard look, pulled Zhou Bai, and walked towards the bean flower shop.

   Zhou Bai was forced by Hua Lin on the chair of the Douhua shop.

   Then he brought out a bowl of bean curd and placed it in front of Zhou Bai.

   Zhou Bai could see it.

  As long as she shows that she has no interest in her sister, they can get along well.

  Zhou Bai swallowed the last bite of the bean paste bun, then picked up the bean curd in front of him, scooped a large spoonful and put it into his mouth.

   "The stuff made by that steamed stuffed bun shop is not very good, I advise you to eat less in the future."

  Zhou Bai took another big spoonful of bean curd.

   "Yeah. It's really not that good.

  Can’t even make a pork bun. "

   Hua Lin smiled at this time.

   "Char Siu Bun?

  I will do it. "

  (end of this chapter)