The system won’t let me provide for my retirement? Then I will go crazy in the small world

The next day, Qiao Sushang went to the market early in the morning, hoping to buy some mutton, eggs and vegetables to make a pot of fresh soup.

Today’s dish is fresh soup noodles.

Looking at the recipe, the dough should not be difficult, as long as flour and eggs are used.

But most of the pasta made from flour here tastes rough and not fragrant, so Qiao Sushang doesn't plan to buy the flour here.

The first day's operating income was twenty middle-grade spiritual stones. The system rewarded him with three thousand points. He used one thousand points to exchange for two boxes of beer, and another hundred points to exchange for a bag of flour.

Mix the flour and cover it with cotton cloth before going out. You can knead the dough for noodles when you get back.

Qiao Sushang has a recipe book covering various cuisines. She can make hundreds of pasta dishes alone. She can change her recipes every day and not repeat the same recipe for half a year, which can alleviate the anxiety of dish innovation.

Qiao Sushang came to the street. When buying vegetables, he used to go to more than one store and watch what others were doing. After comparing several stores, he chose a roadside vegetable stall owned by an uncle.

The uncle was wearing clean but washed-out clothes.

The vegetables in front of his stall do not look as bright and small as other stalls, but the prices are the same as those sold by other stall owners. Naturally, few people come to buy vegetables.

But the uncle was not in a hurry at all. He leisurely washed each tomato with a gourd filled with water, and then placed them one by one on the vegetable stall.

Qiao Sushang had been observing for so long, but he didn't see his uncle say anything. There was a price board on the vegetable stall. You couldn't negotiate the price. You just had to tell him what he wanted and how much he wanted, and then he put down the spirit stone and completed the transaction, shouting enthusiastically to the people next to him. The stalls are in stark contrast.

"Uncle, here are three kilograms of eggs, three kilograms of vegetables, and three kilograms of tomatoes." Qiao Sushang came up and spoke directly without reaching out to pick.

The uncle's hand that was holding the cotton cloth to wipe the tomatoes stopped, looked at Qiao Soushang silently for two seconds, then lowered his head and started picking out what Qiao Soushang wanted.

Qiao Sushang saw his uncle put the best things into a basket next to him. Eggs, tomatoes and vegetables were specially put into two separate baskets.

And considering that a girl like Qiao Sushang couldn't carry so many things, she pointed to the free delivery sign in the corner.

What a detail!

For this service, she was willing to pay.

After paying the spirit stone, Qiao Suchhang took the basket but did not leave immediately.

The uncle looked up at Qiao Sushang in confusion, and said in a cold tone: "Are you okay?"

Qiao Sushang said sweetly and sweetly: "Uncle, I opened a tavern on the corner of the street. I will need some ingredients every day. I would like to make a reservation with you. Then you can deliver it to my tavern according to the list I gave you. Do you think it is feasible?" "

The uncle paused for a moment before speaking: "Do you have any other requests?"

It’s strange, this is the first time I see someone who doesn’t bargain. Of course, he believes that the vegetables he grows are the best, and he feels that his price is not excessive.

"No, if you have time to close the stall today, come to my tavern and we can sign a contract."

"Sign a contract?" The uncle was confused.

"Just write the transaction content and requirements on paper, we sign and pledge, and everything will be executed according to the contract." Qiao Sushang tried his best to express it clearly in simple words.

Qiao Sushang returned to the tavern and began to clean and organize the ingredients.

After making several formulas in succession, washing vegetables, cutting meat, and lighting a fire all at once, Qiao Sushang started kneading the dough.

A few minutes later, Qiao Sushang remembered that there was a kneading machine in his storage space. There were so many things that he forgot about it.

But soon the system prompts that the current points cannot open the warehouse where the dough machine is located.

Qiao Sushang was silent for a second: "."

Picking up the rolling pin and continuing to knead the dough, no wonder chefs are generally men. There is no gender discrimination here. There are thresholds for being a chef, and physical strength is required.

Knead the dough, cut it into ten small pieces with a knife, and roll it flat with a rolling pin. Pick up one end with both hands and imitate the movements of pulling noodles from memory. After failing several times, you finally got a few noodles out.

At this time, it would be great to have an all-in-one noodle machine.

Only now do I realize what the textbook says: Science is the primary productive force, and machines are used to replace manpower.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door, and Qiao Sushang realized that three hours had passed. She remembered the agreement with the vegetable stall uncle, washed her hands, wiped them casually, and left the kitchen.

"Uncle is here, please take a seat." As expected, it was the uncle of the vegetable stall. He placed the vegetable stall cart in front of the store and came directly to close the stall.

Qiao Sushang poured a cup of jasmine oolong tea from the kitchen and placed his hands on the table where his uncle was sitting.

The uncle was taciturn, but he appreciated it and nodded slightly.

"Didn't you say you wanted to sign something?" The uncle got directly to the topic, and it was obvious that he was a straightforward person.

"Yes, this is the contract I have drawn up. Please take a look." Qiao Sushang is not worried that his uncle is illiterate. There is a book with a bookmark on his vegetable stall. The words on the bookmark are the same as the handwriting on the vegetable stall. Same, it proves that the uncle is literate.

Qiao Sushang quickly signed a contract with his uncle, and took out a hundred low-grade spiritual stones as a deposit for the ingredients for the next week. They would deliver the ingredients to his door every day according to the list of ingredients provided by Qiao Sushang. At the end of the month, the actual settlement would be made. The contract was valid for It's a year.

The uncle's surname is Sun, and he has a wife who is in poor health. He lives on a mountainside far away from the county center.

More than ten years ago, the supervisor who was in charge of household registration saw that the two had no children to take care of, so he took pity on them and waived the down payment and let them rent a piece of land of 20 acres on the mountainside. From then on, Uncle Sun and Aunt Sun relied on Living on the crops grown on the twenty acres of land.

"Uncle Sun, if you are not in a hurry, please wait for me." As noon approached, Qiao Sushang wanted to make a bowl of noodles for Uncle Sun to eat before going back.

Uncle Sun thought Qiao Sushang had something to explain, so he didn't leave immediately and sat on a chair to wait for her.

While waiting, Uncle Sun worked hard for a long time and his mouth was dry, so he picked up the tea that Qiao Sushang had brought earlier.

The first sip enters the throat, and the fragrance of mixed flowers and tea is refreshing. The refreshing tea instantly soothes the dry and itchy throat.

Great tea!

After half a cup of tea, Qiao Sushang was worried that Uncle Sun was in a hurry to go home, so he speeded up and took out the bowl of noodles with his hands.

"Miss Qiao, what are you doing?" Uncle Sun saw it and hurriedly took the bowl from Qiao Sushang's hand and put it on the table.

Even someone like him, who is used to doing rough work and has calluses on his hands, can feel his hands being hot. How hot it is.

Look at Qiao Sushang's fingers that were burned red.

"It's already noon. Uncle Sun, please stay and help me taste my new noodles and give me some advice." Qiao Sushang had suffered many injuries before, so this was nothing to her.

Uncle Sun didn't say anything. He got up and walked out. He came to the cart in front of the store. He quickly walked back with a bottle of something in his hand, then put it on the table and pointed: "This is rapeseed oil, right?" It's very effective for burns, just apply it."

With a cold face and a warm heart, I am talking about Uncle Sun.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Sun. The noodles will be cold in a while. You can eat and see." Qiao Sushang accepted his favor and accepted the bottle of rapeseed oil.

"You can eat this while it's hot."

"Is this noodles?" Uncle Sun looked at the bowl of "noodles" on the table with an unnatural expression, with no noodles visible.

Qiao Suchhang scratched her hair, she tried her best.

"Madam boss, what are you going to eat today?" At this time, the store door was pushed open from the outside in. Zeng Sanjiang suddenly appeared and was stunned for a moment when he saw Uncle Sun.

Who is this uncle?