Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

"Hello, may I ask..." After finally finding a stall selling wheat flour in the vegetable market, Qi Han came closer and was about to ask the price, but was suddenly stunned.

There are dozens of large bags in front of this stall, and each bag contains a kind of flour. Judging from the appearance, although these flours are different, they are all wheat flour.

"Boss Qi has a good eye. I have the most complete variety of flour in the entire vegetable market." The shrewd female vendor smiled broadly and spoke in a particularly cheerful tone.

She could clearly see what was happening at the stall selling badger pigs. Boss Qi Han had chosen his own flour, and I'm afraid there would be no shortage of customers coming to his business in the future.

"What's the difference between these flours?" Qi Han asked a rare question that sounded a bit unprofessional.

It's not his fault. He didn't know much about cooking in his previous life, so he wouldn't know this. Although he has good cooking skills with Ruyi's help in this life, he has always used the flour provided by Ruyi.

The flour produced by the system is the same type of flour unless there are special requirements.

Naturally, he doesn't know the difference between other flours.

Although she was a little shocked that Qi Han asked such a question, the female vendor still patiently explained.

"Boss Qi, these flours are produced in different places, and the wheat varieties used as raw materials for grinding are also different, which will cause some differences in taste, and the grinding methods are also different..." she pointed out

He pointed to one of the bags and then to the other bag.

"You see, although these two bags of flour are produced in the same place and use the same kind of wheat, the particle sizes are different due to different grinding methods."

Qi Han nodded thoughtfully.

I see.

With the dozens of flours in front of him, it was naturally impossible for Qi Han to buy a little bit of each and try them all, so he quickly came up with an idea.

"Do you have flour produced in the area near Karai Forest?"

That area is in a remote area, so it stands to reason that the flour used by the residents is most likely produced locally, and the same should be true for Feng Yi's mother.

"Yes, yes." The female vendor's face became a little more happy, and she hurriedly found three bags of flour. "These three are produced in the area near Kalai's Forest."

Qi Han nodded with satisfaction, paid and left.

After he left, as expected, the flour stall was again surrounded by other customers. Before long, the female vendor's dozens of large bags of flour were all sold out.

The other vendors were so envious that they wished they could be the next lucky ones.

However, Qi Han's purpose was very clear. After buying these two main ingredients, he picked a handful of folded ear roots at a remote stall and left straight away.

This time, I didn’t repeat the previous scene. After all, even if Qi Han brought the goods, not everyone could accept Zhe Ergen.

Returning to the Hanshi shop, Qi Han put down Gulu sitting on his shoulder, then entered the kitchen with the ingredients he had just bought, and started cooking the barbecue buns again.

There were no surprises this time, and Qi Han soon settled on one of the three types of flour, which was exactly what Fengyi's mother used to make barbecued buns.

As for the issue of badger pork, the hind leg meat bought on the market is inferior to the one provided by Yiyi. It is just the same in taste as the barbecued meat in the barbecued buns.

After trying a few more times, Qi Han finally made the barbecued steamed buns that were almost the same as Feng Yi remembered.

The outside world does not have the time acceleration function in the system space. As he finished the barbecue buns, the time came before the noon business.

After pushing open the shop door and letting in the three girls who had been waiting outside for a long time, he did not close the door immediately. Instead, he looked for a moment among the diners who had been waiting in line. He quickly found Feng Yi's figure, and then he felt slightly sure.

, nodded to Feng Yi, who was looking at him curiously, and then closed the store door.

It's a pity that no one has come to inquire about the recruitment advertisement for food delivery drivers hung outside the door.

It looks like Ji Yunruo will have to work hard again at noon.

…

Because he had an appointment with Qi Han yesterday, Feng Yi came to the store much earlier to wait in line. After seeing Qi Han nodding towards him and then entering the store again, he took a deep breath to relieve the tension in his heart.

At this moment, he actually felt a little embarrassed.

Yesterday, I just returned to Shrek City after burying my mother. When I was tasting the pan-fried honey ribs, I thought of the barbecued steamed buns made by my mother.

Although the taste of the two is very different, they are both made of badger pork, right?

In a moment of mixed emotions, he burst into tears even at the age of several decades, and even let Boss Qi see it.

After telling his story later, it was undeniable that he felt much better and felt like he was letting out the frustration he felt during this period.

But social death is real social death.

As I walked down the street today, many people greeted me.

Without exception, these people were all the diners who sat together in the cold food yesterday and listened to their own stories.

Although everyone's eyes were full of goodwill, this did not alleviate Feng Yi's embarrassment at all.

There was no waiting for long, as Fuya opened the door to Hanshi again, diners filed in and entered the store.

Feng Yi queued up very early and was naturally the first batch of diners to enter. However, as he entered the store, Fuya said something more polite.

"Mr. Fengyi, the boss has prepared a special dish for you. I hope you like it."

Hearing this, all the diners in the small shop looked at Feng Yi with unabashed envy.

This is an exclusive dish prepared by Boss Qi!

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly, "I'm flattered, I'm looking forward to it."

With that said, he found an empty seat and sat down.

"Sir, can you let me try the dishes that Boss Qi specially prepared for you?" As soon as he sat down, the short and fat diner sitting opposite Feng Yi spoke impatiently,

"I can give you the money and let me buy it."

"Uh..." Feng Yi stared blankly at the short, fat businessman sitting in front of him, who was wearing a somewhat tight and well-dressed waiter. He quickly recognized the other person's identity, "Mr. Pan Kong?"

This is the owner of Pan's Trading Company, a big businessman with strong financial resources. His business has some overlap with the other party's, but in terms of financial resources, he does not even have one percent of his.

Therefore, the other party does not know Feng Yi, but Feng Yi knows the other party.

"Do you know me?" Pan Kong was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed. He straightened his slightly bulging belly and spoke again, "In this case, you should know the financial resources of my Pan's Trading Company. Let's negotiate a price.

Will the dishes be sold?"

"This..." Feng Yi felt a little entangled in his heart. To be honest, he actually wanted something from the other party in business.

Selling a dish to the other party can not only create a good relationship, but also get money. It is really killing two birds with one stone.

While Feng Yi was struggling, Fuya came over with the dish specially prepared for Feng Yi.

Seeing the true appearance of that dish, Feng Yi's body suddenly trembled, and there was a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

"Sorry, Mr. Pan." He turned to look at Pan Kong in front of him, "I can't sell this dish at all."