Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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The tree house that appeared so quickly outside the city still caused a lot of sensation within a certain range.

Every day someone stands outside the fence to watch, but few people step into the fence to take care of the business of this newly opened store.

It's really too good to make people dare to look away.

Liu Shixi was anxious to try the feeling of being the second in the shop, so he scratched his head and discussed with everyone, and decided to remove the fence.

Shi Yu has no opinion on this. She was talking to Gan Ping.

"In the future, Xiao Er will be called Eleven, and Xiao Xiao will be the shopkeeper. She will be more adept at keeping accounts. Uncle Gan, your task is to sit outside and act as a reader who records strange things.

At that time, there will be a lot of guests, and you will talk to them about the strange death. As long as it is about the dead, no matter what method of death you have, you must impose your attention. The more detailed you are, the better. "

Gan Ping looked at Shi Yu's solemn eyes, and suddenly he moved his heart, pointed to the comfortable room around him, and said, "You won't do so much ... the focus is on me to do this!"

"Otherwise you really thought I was going to make money?" Shi Yu smiled, his eyes still solemn, "So, Uncle Gan, I rely on you. This matter is prudent and cautious. Can't let go. "

Gan Ping finally noticed an unusual smell.

When jade will stay here, this is originally an intriguing thing. Perhaps he was accidentally involved in something extraordinary.

They come, the security.

"Be assured, I won't be paid for nothing."

The conversation between Shi Yu and Gan Ping did not avoid the other two.

After listening to Liu Shishi and Ling Xiaoxiao, they couldn't help but feel the same as Gan Ping.

Perhaps what they are about to do is not so simple.

The four people have their own divisions of labor, and they are much clearer when they are busy. Among them, Wang Bo was responsible for cleaning and messing with flowers and plants—Of course, after Wang Bo killed several pots of flowers and plants, Ling Xiaoxiao firmly refused to let Wang Bo touch again.

"It takes money to buy these flowers and plants! We haven't made a penny till now, but we have posted a lot."

Ling Xiaoxiao's role in entering the account room was very fast. The abacus crackled. As she reported the income and expenditure, everyone gradually entered the state.

"The reason why we didn't make a penny was because we had a few customers." Liu Shiyi said he was busy every day.

Gan Ping continued: "There are no guests, so I have not collected any stories."

Shi Yu clapped her hand, "My pot, my pot. It will get better in a few days, everyone will wait and see."

There was a family meeting in the tree house, and Xiao Er, the tea shop opposite him, and his shopkeeper also met.

"I see that these three days have passed, and there is no popularity at all. The treasurer is right, you just don't know how long the girl can support?"

The girl seemed to think that it was too easy to do business, and she had such a big battle. In the end, she was ashamed, and she felt sympathetic.

On the question of the shop's Xiao Er, the shopkeeper said: "People have money and can't afford it. How long it takes depends on her mood."

Dian Xiaoyi heard it and sighed. Sometimes the world is so unfair.

What you've been struggling for, you may just throw it away.

So, another day passed.

In the early morning of this day, the shop's Xiao Er and the usual door opened, and then began to boil water and prepare tea soup.

In the backyard kitchen, the water was grunting. The cook also started to get busy, rolled into dough, and cooked early.

The knife was cut on a chopping board, and a sound, accompanied by the sound of water grunting, became the unique rhythm of the morning in the tea house.

Dian Xiao Er, while wiping the table, habitually glanced across.

The opposite side had not been opened, the door was closed, and the table outside was left there without fear of being stolen.

Ugh.

The shop sighed again.

How can you be so lazy to do good business?

Wait until the sun came out, and when the guests in the tea house were full, the door of the opposite tree house finally opened, and the people inside yawned. Looking at them, it seems that some have not woke up.

Xiao Er shook his head and continued to go to work.

Busy, he suddenly smelled milk for a while.

This milky fragrance is a little different, at least very different from what he has ever smelled before.

In Shengyu, a large part of the north is grassland and plateau, and the south is near the sea. Therefore, milk goat milk and seafood are not rare.

However, the smell of milk and goat's milk has a fishy smell that many people cannot accept, so few people drink it. Generally, only the herdsmen can drink it at home, but they can't take the taste.

But what he smelled now was the sweet milky aroma. Although it doesn't make the index finger move as soon as it smells, sweet food can always dispel some chills in this cold winter.

Dian Xiaoer sniffed the smell, and the more he walked toward the door, the more obvious the fragrance. In the end, he had to admit that the fragrance seemed to float from the opposite side.

What is this delicious ...

The shop whispered in his heart.

Opposite the tea house, in the kitchen of the tree house, Shi Yu was cooking milk.

Speaking of this milk, she still bought the special products that were folded into it because of Ling Xiaoxiao and she only realized it when she brought it back to her.

For those who grew up in the Tobu Empire, milk is indeed a bit rare, as dairy products are even less eaten.

When Shi Yu saw milk, she had an idea in her heart. Milk is a good thing, especially for desserts and drinks. It is delicious and not greasy.

But this unprocessed fresh milk has a fishy smell, and she has to dilute the smell first.

After the milk has been heated slightly, spoon the layer of oil floating on it, and then add sugar or honey, which has a great improvement effect.

However, Shi Yu prefers milk tea to pure milk.

Milk and black tea are mixed in proportion, and honey is added according to personal taste, which is an excellent drink.

In the morning of the big winter, holding a cup of milk tea to drink warmly, just one word, to warm my heart.

Tea is sold across, they sell milk tea.

But if you have a drink, then you have to eat with it, otherwise you just drink something, it's monotonous.

Shi Yu thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to run this shop as a tea stall. Snacks or something, take it slowly.

No way, she was understaffed.

"Eleven, come here and hang this sign on the side of the road."

Liu Shiyi heard that he went in and took a look, and found that it was a sign for recruitment.

They don't seem to have any customers, do you need to recruit?