God level canteen

Chapter 143 Hungry for 5000 Years

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By the time Shen Yi came out of the police station again, the sun was already rising!

He didn't have so many things to do, but it was already very late after yesterday.

In addition, Hu Shuhan kept telling Shen Yi to slander him, which made Shen Yi stay in the police station for a long time.

However, there is no evidence for empty words, and facts speak louder than words.

Compared to the wails of Hu Shuhan and others, the police believed the surveillance footage more.

After all, what happened that night was all inside.

Restored directly!
In the eyes of the police, Hu Shuhan and the others have been refusing to admit it, and are engaging in 'sophistry'.

It wasn't until the surveillance video was shown to several people that they couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Hu Shuhan and the others couldn't help having doubts in their hearts.

"Is that really what I did?"

Or...

"I really did that?"

In the end, Hu Shuhan couldn't help shivering, he felt that his memory must be correct.

He complained to the police, saying that Shen Yi tampered with the video...

However, when he said this, let alone the police, even he himself did not believe it.

Let's not talk about whether the video can be changed, just talk about whether it can be changed in such a short time?

Hu Shuhan and the three gangsters shouted 'Damn'!
However, the police turned their heads and told Shen Yi.

"The money and the video are evidence, and they cannot be returned to you for the time being..."

It didn't matter to Shen Yi, anyway, as long as he could let those few people in, he would have no problem abandoning them.

When he came out of the police station, he stretched his waist.

He vaguely heard the miserable howls of Hu Shuhan and the other three people still in his ears.

Who said the police don't beat people?
It's just that they didn't let you see when they hit people, and they were absolutely professional.

Take a car when you come, and there will be no such good things when you go back.

Fortunately, the police station was not far from the supermarket, so Shen Yi simply strolled back.

When I came to the community, I couldn't help but ran into the community and walked around.

The commissary has not been transferred out.

Well, still there.

This is the place where Shen Yi started his family. He thought he might as well keep it. On that day, he might be able to come back and have a look like today.

With the key in his pocket, Shen Yi opened the door of the commissary.

Probably because of the tin house, the outside is quite enjoyable.

But the canteen was dull!
Shen Yi came here to get something, and he held the notice board that he had forgotten all along in his hand.

He thinks this sign is quite useful, and if there is nothing to do, just put the sign at the door, which will save trouble.

After going back, this came in handy.

Shen Yi wrote on the notice board.

"Closed for half a day!"

He had to sleep, and he didn't close his eyes all night, and now he can sleep for a while and still have time to open in the afternoon.

After this sleep, I fell asleep until noon.

Maybe it was because I drank a lot yesterday that my stomach was growling as soon as I woke up.

Yi Yiwu was also waiting to eat, but even if he was hungry, Shen Yi didn't want to move a little bit.

He took out his mobile phone and planned to call a chef to come over and make a meal for himself by the way.

"Come to me to get something!"

Feng Shikun's stunned voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Take what?"

"Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar...well, chicken essence, monosodium glutamate, pepper, and salt...bring money!"

A beeping sound came directly from the other end of the phone, and Shen Yi slowly got up from the bed.

After brushing my teeth and washing my face, there was a 'bang bang' knock on the door and shouts from downstairs.

"Boss Shen...Shen Yi...Your uncle!"

Shen Yi opened the door and rolled his eyes at Feng Shikun.

However, Feng Shikun said to Shen Yi excitedly.

"What about things?"

Shen Yi pointed to the seasoning shelf, and said something to Feng Shikun.

"Take whatever you want, first go upstairs and cook a meal!"

Feng Shikun readily agreed with a happy face, and he didn't show any softness in his hands.

With various seasonings in hand, he ran upstairs.

In less than a while, three dishes and one soup were presented directly in front of him.

The food is steaming hot, and the fragrance is faint and immortal!
Feng Shikun cooked it according to the completeness, and there was no shortage of what should be put in each dish.

Unlike pure chicken essence, if the aroma of the food is wine, I am afraid it will make people drunk again.

"Try it?"

Feng Shikun held the chopsticks but refused to do so.

"Try it!"

Shen Yi picked up the dish naturally, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then Feng Shikun stared at his expression and asked a question.

"How about it?"

Shen Yi took a mouthful of rice, and said something lightly.

"You can sell it for a higher price."

Feng Shikun was excited. He put a mouthful of food into his mouth and chewed it a few times. Tears flowed out involuntarily.

Shen Yi looked at him in surprise.

"Why are you still crying?"

he replied.

"It's so delicious..."

There is a saying, 'Never tire of fine food, never tire of fine food', which means that food should be cooked carefully, so that it is in the best state.

The current meal was made by Feng Shikun at will.

However, when the food is really sweet and delicious, the so-called delicacy will not be cared about by people.

Food is a very magical thing. When it is used as an ingredient, various flavors are mixed together to create a unique flavor that satisfies the taste buds.

All the meals cooked with enhanced seasoning, Shen Yi felt that it was not enough to describe it as delicious.

What can really be used to describe it may be that a person who has been hungry for 5000 years suddenly has a carefully cooked dish in front of him. The feeling of eating it, coming from the heart, and originating from the body, should be enough. up.

However this is not possible.

If you starve for 5000 years, you will be dead long ago.

The efficacy of each seasoning is related to the taste.

Taste is the first, but the so-called nutrition has become the second.

Feng Shikun filled another bowl of rice and poured the vegetable soup into the bowl, but Shen Yi couldn't help stopping him.

Feng Shikun picked up the bowl and asked vigilantly.

"What's wrong?"

Shen Yi looked at him dumbfounded and said.

"Eat less, if you hold on, maybe you still plan to go to the hospital."

My stomach is already bulging, but I still can't control it.

Hearing Shen Yi's words, his eyes struggled for a moment, and then he couldn't help but put down his chopsticks.

Sighing, he said in his mouth.

"If you sell it, you have to store it less, and it will be a problem if it feeds people later."

Shen Yi couldn't help but responded with a smile.

"Don't you know how to control the grade? Put more seasoning on the expensive ones, and less on the cheap ones! Or just put salt!"

Feng Shikun froze for a moment and nodded involuntarily.

"This is a good way, and you don't have to be as restrained as before!"

Then he suddenly became nervous, watched Shen Yi lick his lips, and asked nervously.

"How much is it this time?"

(End of this chapter)