Strange World Little Cooking Saint

The tree house that appeared so quickly outside the city still caused quite a stir within a certain range.

Every day, people stand outside the fence to watch, but few people step into the fence to take care of the business of this newly opened store.

It is indeed done so well that people only dare to look at it from a distance.

Liu Shiyi was eager to try the feeling of being a waiter in the shop, so scratching his head, after discussing with everyone, he decided to remove the fence.

Shi Yu didn't have any opinion on this. She was talking to Gan Ping.

From now on, the waiter in the store will be called Eleven, and Xiaoxiao will be the shopkeeper. She is better at keeping accounts. Uncle Gan, your task is to sit outside and play the role of a scholar who records anecdotes.

At that time, there will be many guests, chatting from all over the world, and you will ask those guests about strange deaths. As long as it is about the dead, no matter what the method of death is, you must pay attention, the more detailed the better.

Looking at Shi Yu's serious eyes, Gan Ping suddenly felt moved, pointed to the comfortable room around him, and said, You won't do so much... just focus on what I want to do!

Otherwise, do you really think that I want to make money? Shi Yu laughed, his eyes still solemn, So, Uncle Gan, I rely entirely on you. Be cautious about this matter. I would rather spend more time than Can't let it go.

Gan Ping finally noticed an unusual smell.

Why Shi Yu would stay here is an intriguing thing. Perhaps, he really accidentally got involved in a remarkable thing.

They come, the security.

Don't worry, I won't take my salary for nothing.

The dialogue between Shi Yu and Gan Ping,

Did not avoid the other two.

After listening to Liu Shishi and Ling Xiaoxiao, they couldn't help feeling the same as Gan Ping.

Perhaps, what they are about to do is not that simple.

The four people have their own division of labor, and they are much more organized when they are busy. Among them, Uncle Wang was responsible for cleaning and tending the flowers and plants—of course, after Uncle Wang killed several pots of flowers and plants, Ling Xiaoxiao resolutely refused to let Uncle Wang touch them again.

It also costs money to buy these flowers and plants! And up to now, we haven't earned a single penny, and instead paid a lot.

Ling Xiaoxiao entered the role of accountant very quickly, and her abacus was crackling. As she reported the income and expenses, everyone gradually entered the state.

The reason why we didn't earn a penny is because we don't have many customers. Liu Shiyi said that he is now too busy picking his feet every day.

Gan Ping continued: There are no guests, so I haven't collected any stories now.

Shi Yu clapped his hands, My fault, my fault. It will get better in a few days, everyone just wait and see.

There was a family meeting in the tree house, and Xiaoer and his shopkeeper were chatting away at the teahouse opposite.

I see that after the past three days, the opposite side is not popular at all. You are right, the shopkeeper, but I don't know how long that girl can last?

That girl seemed to think it was too easy to do business, and she made such a big fight, and finally ended in disgrace, which makes people feel a little sympathetic.

To the question from the shop waiter, the shopkeeper said: She has money, so she can afford to lose. How long it takes depends on her mood.

Hearing this, the waiter in the shop sighed, sometimes the world is so unfair.

What you pursue so hard may just be thrown away by others.

So, another day passed.

In the early morning of this day, the shop waiter opened the door as usual, and then began to boil water to prepare tea soup.

In the backyard kitchen, the water was boiling and gurgling. The cook also started to get busy, rolling out dough and making breakfast.

The knife was cut on the chopping board, and the sound, combined with the sound of water gurgling, became the unique rhythm in the teahouse in the early morning.

While wiping the table, the waiter habitually glanced at the opposite side.

The opposite side has not yet opened, the door is closed tightly, and the tables outside are placed there just like that, so they are not afraid of being stolen by others.

Ugh.

The waiter sighed again.

How can such a lazy person do a good job?

Waiting until the sun came out and the teahouse was full of guests, the door of the opposite tree house finally opened, and the people inside came out yawning. Judging from their appearance, it seems that some of them are still awake.

The waiter shook his head and continued to work on his own.

While he was busy, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of milk.

This milky fragrance was a little different, at least very different from what he had smelled before.

In Shengyu's country, a large part of the north is grassland and plateau, and the south is close to the sea. Therefore, cow's milk, goat's milk and seafood are not rare things.

However, there is a fishy smell in the taste of cow's milk and goat's milk, which many people can't accept, so few people will drink it. Generally, only herdsmen can drink it themselves, but they can't stand the taste, so they seldom eat it.

But what he smelled now was the sweet and sweet milky fragrance. Although it doesn't make people move their index fingers as soon as they smell it, but in this cold winter, sweet food can always dispel some chills.

The waiter in the shop sniffed the scent, the more he walked towards the door, the more obvious the scent became. Finally, he had to admit that the scent seemed to come from the opposite side.

What is this delicious...

The waiter muttered in his heart.

Opposite the teahouse, in the kitchen of the tree house, Shiyu was boiling milk.

Speaking of this milk, because of Ling Xiaoxiao and the others, she bought all the special products that were folded into it, and when she brought it back to show her, she realized it.

For those who grew up in the Tobu Empire, milk is indeed a bit rare, and dairy products are even rarer.

When Shiyu saw the milk, he had an idea in his heart. Milk is a good thing, especially for desserts and drinks, it is delicious and not greasy.

However, this unprocessed fresh milk has a fishy smell, and she has to dilute the fishy smell first.

After the milk is slightly heated, spoon out the layer of fat floating on it, and then add sugar or honey, which has a very good improvement effect.

However, compared to pure milk, Shi Yu prefers milk tea.

Milk and black tea are mixed according to the proportion, and honey is added according to personal taste, which is an excellent drink.

On a winter morning, holding a cup of milk tea and drinking it warmly, just one word, heart-warming.

Opposite sells tea, they sell milk tea.

But if there is something to drink, it must be accompanied by something to eat, otherwise just drink, it would be so monotonous.

Shiyu thought for a long time, and finally decided to operate this shop as a tea stand, and take his time for snacks and dishes.

No way, she doesn't have enough staff.

Eleven, come, hang this sign on the side of the road.

Hearing this, Liu Shishi hurried in and took a look, only to find that it was a recruitment sign.

They seem to have no customers, why do they need to recruit workers?

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