Big Devil Slime it's soft

It only took one minute and 30 seconds from the time when the shabby man swaggered into the store and then walked away.

After Zhong Yu had a good time, he found that the guy's shoes were left where they were, and asked Qiu Qiu to pick them up and throw them away in disgust.

"Will he be unhappy when you are like this?" Qiu Qiu stood at the door and looked around for a while.

"There is still a possibility for him to be happy?" Zhong Yu raised his eyebrows.

Qiu Qiu turned his head, with accusation in his eyes, he seemed to be unhappy first: "Maybe he will sue me. My store cannot be sued."

"What's the matter, which store has not been complained several times." Zhong Yu walked around behind the counter and frowned slightly: "Where's the refrigerator?"

"I can't be complained!" Qiu Qiu raised his voice slightly: "I have received a task, so I can't be complained."

Qiu Qiu felt that he was very angry, very angry, his body was slightly hot, and his palms were sticky.

His devil restaurant has only been opened for one day, and it has received great praise from one guest, congratulations from more than a dozen audience members, and even the fireworks are so beautiful.

Such a good store, belonging to him, will be sued!

He kept licking the tip of the tiger's teeth, thinking that the guardian is really troublesome, it makes people angry when they don't go home, and it makes people angry when they always see it.

He is a "balloon man"!

Qiu Qiu thought he was staring at the guardian viciously, but the other party seemed to sense it too, and let out a "Huh?" at the end.

"Don't worry, he won't complain." Zhong Yu said, "Are you satisfied? Mr. Qiu?"

"How do you know?" Qiu Qiu continued to stare.

"I just know," Zhong Yu sighed, "So where's the refrigerator? Don't you want to eat?"

When Qiu Qiu heard the word "eat", he immediately forgot everything, trotted to the long table, looked left and right with his head: "Where? What to eat?"

"Mung beans...ice." Zhong Yu found it hard to say the word ice.

It seems that there is really no refrigerator or freezer in this store. He has already looked around.

"I want to eat." Qiu Qiu looked along the guardian's hand and found that it was the small white and green bag he threw earlier.

It turns out that this is for food. It smells like nothing at first glance.

Zhong Yu carried the bag and didn't move for a while.

Qiu Qiu waited for a long time and felt that he was too hungry, so he raised his head and expressed his doubts with his eyes, as if to say "Hurry up, what are you waiting for".

"You..." Zhong Yu closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear it anymore: "Forget it."

"?" Qiu Qiu went around the counter, reached out to poke the soft-looking bag, and was slapped by the guardian.

"I can't eat it now." Zhong Yu rolled up his long sleeves resignedly: "Let me make you a mung bean cold cake."

Qiu Qiu was pleasantly surprised, and almost immediately forgot that he thought the guardian was troublesome just now, so he quickly put a sticker on him: "Really?"

"It's true if you don't hang on." Zhong Yu said.

That being said, the guardian couldn't get rid of this sticky cake at all.

It's too sticky.

It sticks to the boiling water, and it sticks to the cooling. When you look through the seasonings in the cabinet, you can find strange postures hanging on him, as if you are afraid that he will run away.

Fortunately, with the experience of making a table of eggs last time, Zhong Yu got used to it a little bit, and seeing that he couldn't shake it, he didn't care about him anymore.

Today's seasoning sets generally come with various coating powders, and the packages are very small.Zhong Yu found what he needed, a bag of rice noodles and a bag of Chengfen, and dug three big spoonfuls of each into the big sea bowl, poured cold water and stirred them evenly.

The melted mung bean ice was torn open a small hole and mixed into the white powder slurry. Zhong Yu threw the bowl to Qiu Qiu and asked him to stir it, and went to turn on the heater by himself.

The mixed slurry turned light green, and Zhong Yu took it and poured it into the pot.

He kept stirring, and as the temperature rose, the slurry gradually became viscous.The sweet aroma of mung beans spread out, and the paste became fresh ripples under the chopsticks.

Qiu Qiu couldn't speak at all, his chin rested on Zhong Yu's shoulder, his eyes stared with hunger.That anxious one, as if it wasn't mung bean mush being heated in the pot, but himself.

In fact... they look a little bit alike.

The difference is that it is transparent, and under normal circumstances it is slightly bluer.

"Twist what." Zhong Yu saw that it was almost done, turned off the fire, shook his shoulders and let him go down: "Is the fire burning you?"

"Hmm." Qiu Qiu swallowed, "Sweet."

"No, don't move."

As Zhong Yu said, he asked him to pour some cold water into the previous sea bowl, and poured the mung bean paste into a slightly smaller bowl, and put it in the cold water.

The bowl floated wobbly.

"Are you ready?" Qiu Qiu got off him, and concentrated on lying down in front of the dangling bowl: "Are you ready? Are you ready?"

"..." Zhong Yu sneered: "If you are like this, do you still open a shop? Do guests come to eat or watch you eat?"

Qiu Qiu came back to his senses and immediately became unhappy: "I will do it."

"yes."

"Yes, a customer came here today." Having said this, Qiu Qiu became a little proud: "The customer praised the food I cooked, and asked me when I will officially open, exchanged terminal business cards with me, and made an appointment Wait until I open to inform him."

"???" Zhong Yu stopped wiping his hands.

"?" Qiu Qiu looked back.

"Ah, so." Zhong Yu thought of those two terrible buns, and said with a deep expression, "Then I can't guarantee that you won't be complained."

Qiu Qiu was silent, and slowly pursed his mouth tightly.

Not only was he not stupid, but he reacted quite quickly. He was [-]% angry at the guardian's remarks and clenched his fists.

"He won't complain to me. He is very satisfied with me." Qiu Qiu raised his voice: "I did a good job!"

Zhong Yu nodded seriously: "Ah, what did you do?"

"Sweet wine store eggs." Qiu Qiu said.

"Okay, it's too good to be able to make sweet wine." Zhong Yu gave him a thumbs up: "Apart from this, what else can you do?"

Qiu Qiu's rank still can't see through the superb acting skills of this old fried dough stick man, and he immediately stops being angry when he is praised as "excellent". In addition, the mung bean cold cake is always swaying in front of his eyes, and the fragrance makes him soften.

He obediently replied: "There are also signature dishes, I practiced all morning."

"There are also signature dishes." Zhong Yu applauded.

"Yeah." Qiu Qiu was a little embarrassed: "I still learned from you, scrambled eggs."

Zhong Yu: "..."

The corners of Zhong Yu's mouth were stiff, he couldn't boast anymore, he squeezed the paper towels into a ball, it was a headache.

"The signature dish is the facade of a store, so there must be something really good. What are scrambled eggs? It's definitely not good." He said, "Change it to another one."

Qiu Qiu was at a loss: "But, it's delicious."

"The name of the dish is not aggressive enough." Zhong Yu didn't discuss with him whether it was delicious or not, and said directly: "It must be the kind of big dish that makes people salivate after hearing the name, hard dish. Give way to the side, don't block the bowl. "

Although there is no refrigerator in the store, the air outlet of the temperature control system is quite cold.Zhong Yu found a place, poured out the warm water soaked in mung beans, replaced it with half a bowl of fresh cold water, and put it there.

The cold cake had gradually solidified, and after another five or six minutes, Zhong Yu picked it up and touched the bowl wall, and it was almost not hot anymore.Shaking the bowl again, the paste showed a Q-bomb translucent texture, and the small mung bean particles that were not ground into pieces solidified like stars.

He turned the bowl upside down on the chopping board, tapped the bottom of the bowl, and the jelly cake came out completely.

Lifting the knife to cut off the irregular edges, and was about to cut into squares with the knife, Zhong Yu paused, and turned his head to look at Qiu Qiu.

The little monster didn't know if he was hit or something, but he didn't get all kinds of disturbances like before, his eyes were floating in the air, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhong Yu didn't speak, swished the knife, and when he came back to his senses, he had already cut the cold cake into star shapes.

It's as childish as something to coax a kindergartener.

"It's ready!" Qiu Qiu finally waited until he put it on the plate, his eyes came back to him with bright eyes, and he was pleasantly surprised when he saw the green stars on the plate: "Wow, there is still a shape."

...Very well, at least the little monster was coaxed.

Zhong Yu, who rarely felt uncomfortable, immediately returned to calmness.

The mung bean jelly cake is soft, sticky, and cool. Tap the surface with a spoon to shake out elastic ripples.

The sun from the rear window is slanting in, and the pea green is reflected in a light yellow color, which is like spring and summer, and it melts sweetly in your mouth when you put it in your mouth.

Qiu Qiu stood behind the counter and ate with a plate in his hands. After one bite, he unilaterally decided to remove the title of "Balloon Man" from the guardian.

How can there be such delicious food.Brother Zhong Yu is too kind!

He's the "ball feeder"!

He happily ate bite by bite quickly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stopped when the little fork reached for the last little star, and raised his head reflexively.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Zhong Yu leaned against the edge of the stove and smiled: "You eat."

Qiu Qiu's eyes immediately rolled up, and as if afraid of Zhong Yu's repentance, he stuffed the cold cake into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

Then he let out a satisfying belch.

He rubbed his stomach, and suddenly said: "I think of a dish, it's very aggressive, maybe it can be used as a signboard."

Qiu Qiu was thinking about this just now.

He doesn't know many types of food, and he only started to eat human food when he came here. At first thought, it was hard to come up with any aggressive dish names.

But he has seen Qin Aotian.

In that story book, Qin Aotian had eaten countless delicacies, and the famous devil's restaurant even described many dishes that left a deep impression on him.

Like this-

"Magic Scorpion Yellow Stewed Flying Dragon Wings." Qiu Qiu said excitedly.

"What?" Zhong Yu was startled.

"Magic scorpion yellow, big stew, flying dragon wings." Seeing that he couldn't understand, Qiu Qiu interrupted the sentence very considerately, and the thought that the guardian's language learning was not very good also flashed in his mind.

Zhong Yu: "..."

Zhong Yu smiled: "I think you should scramble eggs."

As soon as the words fell, a girl poked her head in from outside the store.

She was wearing a student uniform, with neat short hair, a timid expression, but her eyes were wide open.

At first glance, it was an empty hall, and there were two men behind the counter, standing face to face.

There was a sweet smell in the air, like the smell of dessert, which made people feel relaxed.

The girl didn't know if the shop was open or not, so she pinched her palm lightly, and just about to muster up the courage to speak...behind the two of them, on the edge of the room, one after another sneaky word bubbles lit up.

【…】【Here we come】【Someone is coming again】【Sister, you must be careful with every step you take】【Whoever comes is fate...】【Come in sister, we are watching you and will help you Complain, don't be afraid! 】

girl:"…………???"

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