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Chapter 16 Research Institute (for collection, recommendation and further reading)
"Boss, have a bowl of cold noodles."

A deep voice interrupted He Ao's concentration.

"Okay," He Ao responded, and while quickly opening the cabinet, he looked up at the person who came. It was a familiar face. It was the man who passed him by at the police station today. He didn't know much. Ask, but asked softly, "Handsome, do you want a big bowl and a small bowl, sweet and sour and spicy?"

"How do you calculate it?"

The man glanced at He Ao, but his eyes did not stay on He Ao, but looked into the depths of the night.

"Eight yuan for a large bowl, six yuan for a small bowl, and one price for sweet, sour, spicy."

He Ao lowered his head and replied slowly.

"Have a big bowl, sweet and sour, eat here."

The man said casually, and then walked towards the small folding table set up beside him.

There are not many folding tables, five or six of them. Next to the folding tables are a few small cylindrical plastic stools. Some young people are eating cold noodles and talking and laughing around the tables. This is the nearby industrial area. night shift workers.

The evening shift starts at 11:30, and they usually come here to eat something to fill their stomachs before [-]:[-].

These young people looked up at the man, looked at his outfit with some curiosity, then lowered their heads and continued chatting.

He Ao took out a wide-mouthed stainless steel ladle, held the handle of the ladle with one hand, and picked up a large chopstick with the other to drop cold noodles into the ladle, then quickly added salt, monosodium glutamate, chicken essence, sugar, light soy sauce, and vinegar , spicy oil, minced garlic, sesame oil, oyster sauce, cooked sesame.

The key to the taste of sweet and sour lies in the degree of sweetness and sourness. If it is too sour, it will affect the taste. If it is not sour, it will not stimulate appetite. Sugar can neutralize the sourness of vinegar. It is sour first and then sweet. It is delicious and increases appetite.

Generally, sweet and sour flavors do not use spicy peppers, but He Ao likes to add a little spicy peppers. The combination of spicy peppers and minced garlic can stimulate the taste buds and drive away the cold in the body at night, but it cannot be added. Too much, just a little bit more, will overwhelm the guests and cover up the fresh fragrance of sweet and sour.

After pouring the seasoning, He Ao quickly stirred the cold noodles, even took a spoon in the air, let the cold noodles fly out along the inner wall of the water ladle, and turned them 180 degrees in the air.

One of the key factors affecting the taste of cold noodles is whether they can be mixed well.

Anyone who has eaten noodles knows that whether noodles, especially dry noodles, can evenly stick the ingredients to each noodle determines whether your bowl of noodles is sweet and delicious, or salty and bland.

When each noodle was covered with bright red cooking oil, He Ao stopped, opened the side dish box, added cooked kelp strips, blanched fresh bean sprouts, chopped shallots, deep-fried Crispy Soybeans.

The moment these side dishes and scallions fell into the ladle, they were quickly stirred into the noodles.

But this time the stirring was not as intense as last time, because bean sprouts were mixed into the noodles.

Some people like to put cucumber shreds in cold noodles. The function of cucumber shreds is refreshing and crisp, and relieves greasy.

But He Ao prefers bean sprouts. Bean sprouts are also refreshing and crispy, but they are not as hard as cucumber shreds.

The boiling water He Ao used to blanch the bean sprouts was boiled with lemon slices. The lemon not only relieves the greasy, but also has a unique slightly sourness that is different from vinegar.

The bean sprouts treated in this way are mixed in the noodles and sent to the mouth. When the teeth bite down, the soft and firm noodles, the crisp and delicious bean sprouts, the sweetness of sweet and sour, and the slight sourness of lemon, mixed together, on the tongue Stirring, teeth colliding, just like a young first love, shy and lovely, wanting to refuse and welcome.

It is lingering.

Of course, bean sprouts are not without disadvantages. Bean sprouts are easy to deteriorate after blanching, so if you can’t sell them all, you have to throw them away, and it’s very troublesome to deal with, so fewer and fewer people use them now.

After this series of dazzling operations, it took only two or three minutes. He Ao took out a small paper bowl, packed the cold noodles, inserted disposable chopsticks, and lifted it to the small table in front of the man.

"Boss, your business is doing well."

The man hesitated for a moment, and suddenly asked a little stiffly.

"Well, it's good." He Ao couldn't figure out what he wanted to say, he handed the payment code to the man, "eight yuan."

"You seem to be working hard," the man took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay. He didn't seem to be used to this kind of work, his tone was awkward and stiff, "And you sell it so cheap, the income is not high... "

"The receipt is eight yuan."

A voice broadcast came from the phone.

"You are still in school, I have a part-time job here..." the man continued, as the topic continued, he seemed to have found a little confidence, and was about to continue to play, but was interrupted by He Ao's voice.

"It's really not very high. I set up a stall for 30 days a month, and I can sell seventy or eighty bowls every night. I can collect six or seven hundred yuan a day. It's only ten thousand and eighty-nine a month, less than twenty thousand. The cost has to be eliminated, there is not much money left, and all the hard work is earned..."

As He Ao was talking, he suddenly realized that the air seemed to be quiet. He looked at the man in front of him. He didn't know when the man had started to eat noodles silently. It seemed that it was when he mentioned '[-] a month'.

He thought about it and continued to ask,

"Well, handsome guy, you just said that you have a part-time job..."

"No, nothing." The man quickly waved his hand, "That job is not suitable for you."

"Oh."

He Ao went back to the booth a little strangely, but people didn't want to talk about it, and he was not easy to ask, and his long-term experience in finding part-time jobs told him that most strangers come up and say, 'I have a part-time job', either black intermediaries or liars .

He Ao was deceived by scammers when he was in high school, saying "high salary and stable", "can do it at home", and "earn tens of thousands of dollars a month", but if he wants to do it, he has to pay a deposit of 399.

He Ao handed over, and then there is no more.

He ate cold steamed buns for a month that month.

There are many good people in this world, and there are also many bad people.

He Ao sat on the small stool in front of the booth, looked at the [Martial Arts: Entraining Qi into the Body (Grade F)] on the character panel, and began to play back the "30-day Sword Immortal Introduction" he saw in the dungeon world in his mind books.

That book may contain elements of bragging and cannot become a god, but judging from the system's labeling, it seems to belong to something like 'Martial Arts'.

After all, the word "Martial Arts" is marked with "introducing Qi into the body", and He Ao feels that the "Qi" generated by using the energy of Zhu Guo is the "Qi" that induces Qi into the body.

But it is said that the air is introduced into the body, his body is as empty as a rice vat that can starve a mouse to death, let alone 'air', there is not even a little energy.

I wonder if there is any way to generate those energies?Is there a way to generate energy naturally in that little book?
Just when He Ao began to study the content of those small books in his memory that could only be understood with pictures, and the words were like heavenly scriptures.

A sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the night, followed by a somewhat familiar voice, "The boss is here for a bowl of cold noodles."

He looked up and saw a familiar face - the young man who almost demolished his house this afternoon.

Seeing He Ao, the young man froze for a moment, then turned and ran away.

He Ao didn't move, because there was someone who moved faster than him, it was the man in the windbreaker, he flashed past He Ao's booth like a ray of light, and chased after the young man.

"Contact us if necessary."

His words were cold and calm, much smoother than the embarrassment when he was selling part-time jobs just now.

Along with these words, what landed in front of He Ao was a paper business card with black letters on a white background, um, the cheapest one on the market, with a simple unit name written on it.

[Central-Turk Folk Abnormal Human Research Institute (Xidu Branch)]
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