Big Devil Slime it's soft

When the picture is put here, the car leaves the empty track area with a whoosh, and there is only a blue sky in front of it.

"Wow." Qiu Qiu pondered for a while, not knowing what he was sighing.

Zhong Yu looked at the route, switched to manual, and chose a route with fewer people.As soon as I put my hands on the steering wheel, I heard Qiu Qiu say, "Feifei, she might be the girlfriend of my first customer."

"?" Zhong Yu immediately looked at him inexplicably, and said in his heart that you just looked at this for a long time?

Qiu Qiu has a bit of potential for gossip. He introduced Fang Haoyang himself, saying that he is a choreographer, and described the process of calling Feifei. He looked expectantly at Zhong Yu: "What do you think?"

"You don't have to think about it," Zhong Yu actually thought it was quite a coincidence: "They are a couple."

"How do you know!" Qiu Qiu opened his eyes wide.

"Because I've seen them kissing in front of me." Zhong Yu was very upset, feeling that the majestic tea room was tainted by that couple.It is really unsightly.

Qiu Qiu imagined the kissing scene between Fang Haoyang and Feifei, and there was no disturbance in his heart, and he didn't understand why Zhong Yu showed a disgusted expression.

Perhaps this is the diversity of human beings.

Although Qiu Qiu was attracted by the gossip in the news, the coming of Mr. Wang Wu, a food critic, to Weiyan District was indeed a big event, even bigger than the coming of Mengli Township.

He was sent by Zhong Yu to the intersection of Cymbidium Street, and trotted to the Devil’s Restaurant alone. Passers-by could be heard talking about Master Wang Wu everywhere on the road. He heard a lot, as if a dog on the side of the road barked, it seemed to be shouting "Wang Wu" Wu Wangwu".

"That's Master Wang Wu!!!" At noon, Bai Xiaoxu came over and slapped the table excitedly: "You don't know!? Ah, I don't know...you have to know!"

Qiu Qiu nodded: "Well, I know now."

"You don't know!!!!" Bai Xiaoxu screamed.

Qiu Qiu: "..." Why don't I know?

"Master Wang Wu, legend, do you know how accurate his tongue can be? The sensor developed by the alliance, in terms of taste, he was invited to proofread the machine! Of course, it has not been put into commercial use yet. The Eden community can see, hear, or eat... It’s a long way off, but the master is awesome.”

Bai Xiaoxu was eloquent, Qiu Qiu leaned back, feeling that he was going to crush him.

"And the master is also very humanistic! He is a professor of humanities and history jointly hired by the three schools of the Capital Lighthouse. From ancient times to the present, there is nothing he doesn't know about humanities. He speaks inclusively and is very wise! Just read a few of his manuscripts. Got it, even though it’s not about being humorous, but the wisdom comes out between the lines... woo.”

Qiu Qiu was shocked: "Why are you crying?"

Bai Xiaoxu cried uncontrollably: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... the dream of all our commentators... i actually stand on the same ground with him... i'm so happy now..."

Qiu Qiu looked at Bai Xiaoxu sympathetically.

It's so pitiful, Xiaobai has become stupid. Didn't he step on the same land as the master when he was in the capital?

Just as he was thinking, Qiu Qiu sniffed his nose, his eyes lit up, and he left Xiao Bai aside who called "Wang Wu Wang Wu" like a dog, and ran out by himself.

"The best ebony plums! Five boxes!" Outside the store, a small car rumbled past, several large boxes were thrown heavily on the ground, and an old man in a vest jumped out of the car.

When grandma received the letter, she rushed over from the medicinal food shop opposite, and praised: "Old Liu, it's finally delivered!"

I said to make sour plum soup earlier, but the main ingredient, ebony, has not been able to buy satisfactory ones for a long time.

Grandma has always been particular about her work, and she was unwilling to buy ready-made brewing ingredients in the market, so she contacted an old friend from the past and shipped the goods from other planets.

The best ebony plums are big and plump. Although they look dark and wrinkled, the sour smell is somehow particularly attractive.

Qiu Qiuguang became hungry again after hearing this, and kept staring at grandma's picking hands.

Grandma quickly noticed him, reached out and stuffed one into his mouth, Qiu Qiu immediately became happy.

It's hot today, and everyone is hungry for sour plum soup to quench their thirst.

Grandma quickly set up the stove to cook soup, and added ebony plums, tangerine peel, cinnamon bark, a small amount of licorice, and rock sugar the size of small stones.

The sour plum soup does not need to be boiled for too long, put it in the freezer you just bought, and freeze it for 5 minutes, and the cold plum soup will come out with a little bit of coolness.

Holding the bowl in his hand, Qiu Qiu slurped down a portion, narrowing his eyes.

Good drink.

The delivery old man was chatting with his grandma, talking about which old neighbors to deliver to; Bai Xiaoxu was drinking while watching his master Wang Wu's news on the terminal.

Qiu Qiu wanted to drink a few more bowls, but stopped, propping his chin sadly.

This is a pure drink, he dare not drink too much.

Feel yourself thinning out.

Qiu Qiu thought for a while, walked around behind the counter, and opened Eden's control center.

Recently, I am arranging recipes, and I have not been open for several days. Do those customers who are sloppy with words miss his shop?

Qiu Qiu thought, just clicked the button to open a store, but within 3 minutes, a large bubble appeared in front of him.

[Oh my god, the black shop is open! 】【The black shop is open again! ?Has it finally been closed for rectification these days! 】【I miss this place】【I really miss it too, I haven't seen anyone cry for a few days, I'm not used to it】【So did you pass the inspection? 】

Qiu Qiu explained: "I haven't been complained about, and I haven't been inspected these days. I'm researching new recipes with my friends, and I'm not open for business."

[? ? ? 】【#黑店今日被计划吗#]【Where was that Mr. Ma that day, did he not complain to you? 】

Qiu Qiu nodded: "Yes, he is fine."

Public barrage: 【………】

"Today, I want to show you the new sour plum soup made by our store." Qiu Qiu took another bowl out of the freezer, his Adam's apple moved, and he took a sip, his eyes filled with contentment: "The weather is very hot. , the iced sour plum soup is very delicious.”

【Damn, I'm thirsty】

[There is a grandma at the door, did she do it? 】

[This looks really good...]

【Give me a sip!I would like to cry!Can't I cry! 】

Qiu Qiu said seriously: "No, it's useless to cry. You can see it, but you can't drink it."

After all, there was a sudden buzz in the store.

The owner of the last text bubble just felt that his eyes went dark and then lit up again, and he was already standing on the virtual street of Eden Community.

He stared dumbfounded at the row of unsent question marks in the chat box.

What the hell! ?

I was kicked out! ?

The owner of this black shop started the broadcast, tricked us into it, showed a summer refreshing drink, and then made a taunt, and kicked us out! ? ?What kind of demon is this! !

The guests roared inwardly, cursing the black shop, and frantically clicked the complaint button on the setting interface with explosive hands, and pressed eighteen times in a row!

……

In the devil's restaurant, Qiu Qiu looked at the text bubble that suddenly disappeared, his face was dazed.

"Oh," Grandma noticed and ran in quickly: "Why is the power system stopped? Old Liu, go to the back of the house and have a look."

The old man went out to have a look, then turned back: "The energy box is fine, I can't tell, please contact the administrator."

On such a hot day, when the temperature control system failed, the temperature in the room quickly became like a steamer.

Bai Xiaoxu followed grandma and grandpa to cool off opposite without any morale, leaving Qiu Qiu waiting here alone.

Qiu Qiu was not in a hurry, he was sipping the sour plum soup while calculating how much delicious drink the evaporated water would allow him to drink.

Fortunately, the administrator came soon, and it was a "real administrator".

"Brother Zhong Yu." Qiu Qiu was surprised, and handed over half a bowl of sour plum soup left in his hand: "It's you."

Zhong Yu came in with a burst of heat, and looked at him with a huff, "Is it steamed?"

"Huh?" Qiu Qiu was at a loss.

Zhong Yu smiled, took Qiu Qiu's bowl, took two sips and handed it back, as if it wasn't too hot.

The omnipotent guardian can not only cook, but also repair the house.

Qiu Qiu followed Zhong Yu to a public facility a few hundred meters away, saw him open the door of a large box, tugged and knocked with a tool, and closed it, saying: "Okay."

Qiu Qiu applauded solemnly.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the two returned to the Devil's Restaurant side by side. Qiu Qiu asked, "Are you going back?"

Zhong Yu sent him here in the morning, and he had to pick him up at night.

"No," Zhong Yu packed up his things and pushed down his baseball cap: "Let's leave now."

"Go?" Qiu Qiu tilted his head.

"Take you to eat, shall we go?" Zhong Yu turned on the electrical appliances in the house one by one, confirmed that they were all working, and lazily said: "That morning—'Welcome the food critic Mr. Wang Wu to come to Weiyan District for guidance', do you remember?"

Of course Qiu Qiu remembered that Bai Xiaoxu and the dogs had been talking about it all day, but when he opened his mouth, there was only one key word left: "Eat."

Zhong Yu: "..."

-

At 07:30 in the evening, there was another long queue outside Mengli Township.

Today was a little different from usual, the stairs extended to the street, two cordons were pulled out, and a red carpet was laid in the middle.

The yelling outside was quieter than usual, and there was also background music that was so elegant that it sounded like a ballroom dance repertoire.

It was obvious that someone big was coming.

The diners waiting outside the cordon made lively guesses, and Master Wang Wu's name was constantly being mentioned.

The same voice also fills the back kitchen of the store. Whenever Master Wang Wu is mentioned, the chefs are full of energy.

Ma Yuan was wearing a brand-new chef's uniform and a high hat today, and even makeup couldn't cover up his flushed face.He directed an apprentice to put the fried yam on a plate, and then hurried out to find the foreman.

"Is anyone here?" He grabbed the foreman's arm.

The foreman staggered and said irritably, "No! What are you in a hurry for? I've already told you. I'll call you when you come!"

Ma Yuan sneered, but there was a gloomy look in his brows, thinking that might not be the case.

He has a bad relationship with the foreman, and there have been several minor conflicts.

Today he wanted to greet Master Wang Wu when he entered the door, so as to show his face in front of him, but the master needed help again, so he couldn't wait outside the store, so he asked the foreman to help keep an eye on him.

But the foreman could see that he was paying attention, maybe he not only didn't help, but also made trouble on purpose?

Thinking of it this way, Ma Yuan felt somewhat remorseful, he knew that he would not have pinched him before... But it is useless to regret now, he can only run more diligently by himself.

At this moment, outside the hall, the red carpet was empty. Ma Yuan looked at the time and rushed back to the back kitchen, intending to come out in 10 minutes to take a look.

When passing through the first district, a little chef stopped him out of breath: "Teacher Ma!"

Ma Yuan frowned: "What?"

The little chef's eyes were red, as if he was about to cry, and he stammered, "Well, the golden lion head, we need to use the pressure cooker in the small kitchen in the third district... But Mr. Qin won't let us in, and the guests are still waiting to serve."

"Then cook it in a casserole." Ma Yuan became impatient: "Isn't there any flexibility?"

The little chef was taken aback: "But, but..."

"It's nothing but," Ma Yuan said fiercely, "Is it important for you to welcome distinguished guests in the store today? Don't you understand? Trash."

After Ma Yuan scolded, he ignored the little chef who couldn't be named, and hurried into the small kitchen.

There were seven or eight of his junior disciples, all of whom circled around the master.

The room was quite quiet, only the master gave instructions from time to time.

As the chef, the master was very focused on cooking, as if he didn't notice that Ma Yuan went out and came in again.Ma Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and naturally joined the ranks of cutting tofu.

After working for a while, the terminal vibrated slightly. He thought that 10 minutes had passed, and then pretended to take the ingredients again, and opened the curtain to go out.

There was a loud noise from outside the hall, and Ma Yuan immediately knew that someone had arrived.

The damn foreman really didn't inform him.

Ma Yuan ignored his annoyance, hurried to the front door, forced his way between the foreman and a waiter, and put his head out.

"Oh, you're here." The foreman pretended to look at his side: "I was about to call you."

Ma Yuan heheed twice, trying to put on the brightest smile on his face, intending to welcome Master Wang Wu.

The first one to arrive was a professor from a university in Weiyan District, who shook hands with the manager and his party coldly, and went in.

Then a few more people came, all of them were well-known people from Weiyan District, dressed to match the red carpet.

Ma Yuan was already a little anxious.

It's been a long time since he came out, but Master Wang Wu has been late, so he's going back now and it's a failure.

Just as I was thinking, another car came.

This big car is low-key black, and there is no car logo in the conspicuous place, but it looks like a top-notch car.

The door opened, and two people got out.

The former wears a black shirt and short jacket, a baseball cap covers most of his face, and wears a half-finger glove on his left hand.The latter wore a cartoon T-shirt, knee-length shorts, and even wore a pair of big sunglasses at night.

The crowd watching the excitement all around fell silent for a moment.

I feel that their style of painting is incompatible with the red carpet and ballroom dancing golden songs. They should cut the song and cut a new era rap.

The two rappers did not have the slightest sense of destroying the atmosphere, and rushed up the steps all the way.

"Captain Zhong!" The manager obviously did his homework in advance and showed enthusiasm.

Zhong Yu raised his baseball cap slightly, shook hands with him, and shook hands one by one until he saw Ma Yuan.

"What a coincidence." Zhong Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Mr. Ma."

Ma Yuan: "..."

Ma Yuan was so stiff that he could barely lift his hands, he squeezed out a distorted smile, comforting himself in his heart, Zhong Yu is the district administrator, it's normal, normal, normal to come here...

Then he met the boy with sunglasses next to him.

"What a coincidence." Qiu Qiu grabbed his hand happily: "Mr. Ma, I have always wanted to thank you, you are so kind."