Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 689 Blind Fried Noodles

At 12 o'clock at night, the streets of northern Beijing.

Zhou Rui took Chegan and walked aimlessly.

Where is the darkness, where is the chaos, where is the road narrow, which way to go.

It wasn't until a certain alley that Zhou Rui finally found the goal of his trip.

A lonely fried noodle stall under a street lamp.

In professional terms, this is called an integrated movable design, which is integrated with the electric tricycle. It has a stove, a cabinet, a light, a signboard, and more than a dozen raw materials spread out on the stainless steel countertop.

You can fry when you stop, you can run when you step on it, it is a special vehicle for urban management.

The wisdom of the working people is infinite. Zhou Rui has to praise this level of modernization. Not a single piece of iron sheet is wasted.

There is an advertisement hanging, which reads "fried rice, fried noodles, fried noodles, fried pancakes".

Zhou Rui walked closer and took a look. It was quite clean. Although it wasn't spotless, at least it didn't look like he could suffer from diarrhea.

The stall owner was an aunt in her 50s. She was stunned when she saw Zhou Rui wearing sunglasses. Did she think she was living day and night and was confused?

"No, you have to believe in yourself and stuff it in a little more. Maybe there is still room?"

"It depends on your luck. Sometimes I meet a girl who has just gotten off work. I can sell a little, but if there is no one available, I will change places."

It was pretty much what he expected, about two and a half servings of fried noodles, which is equivalent to a little experience.

And it’s far more efficient than normal methods.

Zhou Rui said: "Boss, make some noodles."

Isn't it late at night?

With the raw materials at this stall, it is more than enough to cook forty or fifty portions, which is a guaranteed 20 experience points tonight.

"yue~The boss can't eat anymore"

In just three minutes, a bowl of dark brown egg and ham fried noodles with an attractive aroma came out of the pan, making Che Gan next to him salivate.

Zhou Rui handed the fried noodles to Che Gan and said, "Boss, please stir-fry some more rice and add ham."

Zhou's fried noodle stall encountered a business crisis just after it opened.

Get rich!

Zhou Rui's eyes lit up. At this pace, his cooking experience would skyrocket in one night.

But he can't waste time. He can still be fired without customers, just to gain experience.

The aunt confirmed it several times. I can make money without working. Is there such a good thing?

I was about to try to change places to find the young lady who had just got off work, when several drunken youths walked in the alley.

Zhou Rui said it didn't matter and started taking over the stall.

After another three minutes, the fried rice is out of the pan.

"Okay, do you want it spicy?"

Yes, he just had a flash of inspiration and found a way to gain [Culinary Skills] experience in Beijing.

This is the second time he has played acquisition. The first time was "Dajiang" in the initial stage.

Although he was fired and thrown into the trash can, it did not affect his experience gain, but after all, he had followed the elders and studied for a period of time, so he could not do such a waste of food.

Zhou Rui was a little helpless.

Is this a blind person?

It’s not easy to get a massage these days, why are the blind people cooking rice?

"Boss, can you fire me?"

The auntie's hands are very fast, no matter it's noodles, vegetables, oil, or eggs, she can get everything right.

He also asked the boss to make fried noodles and fried pancakes. Zhou Rui observed carefully and remembered them in his mind.

In the past, Zhou Rui would have just thought these guys were annoying, but tonight they were all valuable customers.

But the idea is very rich, and the reality is very skinny.

A fat young man wearing a big dog leash and dressed in a hip-hop style stopped when he smelled the fragrance. He was about to call out when he saw Zhou Rui and was stunned.

Auntie’s hand speed is definitely not bad when it comes to driving screws.

Of course, you can make much more money doing this than driving screws.

However, she was worried that Zhou Rui might drive away, so the aunt said she would still stay and keep an eye on Zhou Rui.

I had already learned 1000% of it by myself, but I had a rough idea, so I spent yuan to purchase all the raw materials for this roadside stall, and obtained the right to use this high-tech vehicle for one night.

He eats a bowl, Che Gan eats a bowl, Auntie eats a bowl, Che Gan eats a bowl, Auntie doesn't eat, Che Gan eats a bowl.

No guests.

"Auntie, how many guests do you usually have?"

Including the deformed iron pot.

Zhou Rui knocked on the frying spoon, making a crisp sound, and decided to wait and see.

After frying and frying, two points of experience are mixed together.

"It can't be stuffed. It can't be stuffed anywhere."

"Slightly spicy."

Zhou Rui carefully observed the other party's operation.

Anyone who works in this business must be neat and standardized, and every move must be refined.

Zhou Rui calmly weighed the frying spoon and said, "I can fry, what can I eat? It's 20% off today."

Hip-hop youths are thinking that the fried noodles that cost six yuan are still 20% off?

"Then let's have some fried rice. Do you guys want some?"

"I want fried shredded pancakes with ham."

"I want fried noodles, not spicy." We ordered six things in twos and threes.

Che Gan couldn't eat anymore, so he consciously acted as his deputy and picked up a small notebook to help the boss record what he ordered.

He actually didn't quite understand what the boss was doing, but he found it quite interesting.

Zhou Rui knocked on the frying spoon and got ready to start.

In fact, he relied on his memory to forcefully remember all the procedures and dosages of the aunt's food.

The taste may be slightly different when fried, but if it’s a roadside stall, don’t ask for too much if you don’t have diarrhea.

What's more, he got a discount.

A few young people said in their hearts that my Da Jingbei is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this blind man is so nimble!

It took almost 20 minutes to copy six copies of things. The speed was a bit slow, but 3 experience points were recorded.

Zhou Rui felt that he was a genius for thinking of gaining experience in this way.

Several young people who had been drinking for a long time did not leave. They just stood around eating, chatting and spanking.

It seemed that because there were people around, a few more customers gradually walked into the alley, blind man fried noodles. Ah, it was Zhou's fried noodles that completely opened up the situation.

The driver was busy recording the order information. Zhou Rui's frying spoon was about to have an afterimage. He couldn't take care of it for a while and looked at the aunt who had been watching the fun.

"Auntie, can you help me?"

The aunt smiled shyly: "That's another price."

Zhou Rui: ".100!"

The aunt took good care of herself and started to help.

Zhou Rui just speculated and gained experience. In a short time, he had more than ten points in his account, turning into a ruthless experience machine.

Catering really pays attention to the gathering effect. The more people there are, the more people there will be.

He said to Che Gan: "Go to the surrounding streets to see if there are any other fried rice and noodles stalls, and buy back their raw materials."

I'm lucky tonight, I'll get the entry directly.

Che Gan took the order and left.

"Boss, please make some fried noodles. Add eggs and make them less spicy."

"okay."

Zhou Rui was halfway through the job when he looked up inadvertently and saw that it was a familiar customer.

Hong Anran.

That's right, it's only a few blocks away from the space agency, so there's a chance of encountering it.

Fortunately, I have a disguise.

Hong Anran stared at Zhou Ruimeng.

Can a blind person cook noodles? Is this a medical miracle?

As a scientific researcher, she thinks more than other diners. Is it to identify the location by listening to the sound? Or does practice make perfect?

Compensation mechanism?

Until she noticed that Zhou Rui's eyeballs behind his sunglasses seemed to be moving!

In terms of body coordination, it also relies entirely on vision. He asked doubtfully: "Boss, you are not blind, are you? Can you see clearly with sunglasses?"

Zhou Rui kept moving his hands and said calmly: "I once had a first love. She thought I was poor, so she broke up with me."

Hong Anran:?

"Later she made a little money, but she came to me to get back together with someone else's child."

Hong Anran:? ?

"That kid was a naughty kid. He used hairspray on my eyes, which left injuries. His eyes were always red. In order not to scare people, he always wore sunglasses."

Zhou Rui was very calm and stole Che Gan's story.

It's not easy to see through your own disguise, let alone unfamiliar people, just deal with it casually.

Just as he was about to pack Hong Anran's noodles, several people in black uniforms came over at the entrance of the alley.

Zhou Rui thought that the security guard somewhere had gone off duty, and thought that he would be alive again, but he saw the aunt turn off the stove at lightning speed and get on the tricycle.

Ran

The movement was too smooth and it didn't even last five seconds.

Zhou Rui grabbed a frying spoon and ran after him.

This is the hope to gain experience tonight!

"No, aunt, why are you running away!"

"That's the city management! I have a conditioned reflex!"

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A few urban management officials couldn't catch up, and since they couldn't drive in this small alley, they couldn't run three-wheeled.

I looked around at the diners, but I couldn't confiscate their noodles, so I could only tell them, "Don't throw away garbage," and then I shook my head and left.

Hong Anran stood there in a daze.

"Hey~ Where's my face?"

In the end, I could only admit that I was unlucky and turn around and leave.

I always felt that the blind boss just now was a bit strange.

At the entrance of the alley, I looked around reluctantly, but unfortunately I didn't see the food stall again.

She really wanted that bowl of noodles after working overtime so late.

So he really got back together with his ex-girlfriend? What a strange man

The diners dispersed one after another, and the alley, which had been lively for a short time, quickly returned to calm.

A few minutes later.

The driver was carrying several big bags, including noodles, rice, bean sprouts, and ham sausages.

Standing at the entrance of the alley in a daze.

"Hey~ Where is my boss?"

"Did I go wrong?"

(End of this chapter)