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Ling Hong’s news Ling Hong did not tell everyone, just said what Grandpa Jia was doing during his lifetime.

Because of this, everyone went to Grandpa Jia’s grave again after breakfast.

Naturally, Yuanzhou once again made a big table of good food to the grave, this time everyone ate together at the grave of Grandpa Jia.

It's like being in the store.

The time passed quickly, and the weather in a blink of an eye was hot. The most obvious thing was that the hot diners had begun to wear short sleeves while the female diners were wearing long skirts.

However, Yuanzhou is still the same Hanfu, but the fabric is made of light and breathable linen, but it is still long-sleeved.

It’s just that when you cook, you’ll see two muscle-cleared arms.

Because Yuanzhou is long-sleeved trousers in the store, this makes the most afraid of the hot craftsman very curious.

This is not the case, the end of the lunch time, the Cheng technician did not leave, standing in the mouth of the local rules and good atmosphere.

"Master Yuan, are you not hot?" Cheng technician looked at Yuanzhou's Hanfu wrapped in his neck and asked curiously.

"The heart is quiet and natural." Yuanzhou is a natural return.

"This is not what used to be used to lie to children." Cheng technician shouted.

"No, it is true." Yuanzhou said seriously.

"The store is not hot." Yuanzhou looked at the Cheng technician who still wanted to talk, said faintly.

"This is, we are not hot in the store, especially cool, the key is cool and does not feel that air conditioning is blowing, natural." Cheng technician touched the fat belly, said honestly.

"Well, natural circulation refrigeration." Yuanzhou nodded.

"If this technology is to give a space outside, it will be good, then you don't have to sweat." Cheng technician looked at the sunny outside, and said with a heart.

Yuanzhou saw the Cheng technician without a word.

"Master Yuan smiled, mainly because I was too fat, I was afraid of heat." Cheng technician was embarrassed to touch his stomach.

"Yeah." Yuanzhou nodded, not much to say.

To put it bluntly, Yuanzhou’s dressing is also very strange recently, but no one knows.

The daily Chinese clothes of Yuanzhou are clothes, that is, the tops of the tops, and the bottoms are the style of a piece of cloth.

It stands to reason that a pair of trousers should be worn inside to prevent sudden situations, but Yuanzhou wears a large crotch inside.

"This is convenient and comfortable and cool." Yuan Zhou thought secretly.

As a chef, Yuanzhou feels that he must ensure that he does not sweat or sweat less, so that he can make the best dishes seriously, even when carving, yes, this is to improve their cooking. .

Therefore, Yuanzhou did not feel the wind blowing pants, the bleak opening of the kitchen partition, ready to sit outside to prepare for carving.

Yuanzhou is naturally free and easy to walk. No one can see the rigorous and serious Yuanzhou underneath.

"Master Yuan is really powerful. He can wear such a strict out and practice carving outside." Cheng technician felt deeply admired and ashamed.

Shame his own fear of heat, seeing Yuanzhou seriously sit down, Cheng technician immediately decided in his heart to decide to study Yuanzhou seriously.

"Treading step" Cheng technicians walked outside the door in two steps and decided to stand on the edge of Yuanzhou and watch Yuanzhou carving, and they did not care about the hot sunshine after the meal.

"Don't go back today?" Yuanzhou fiddled with carving utensils and asked without a head back.

"I will not go, I have to shed down to see Master Yuan carving you." Cheng technician nodded earnestly and said seriously.

"Okay, that is to start carving tofu today." Yuanzhou nodded, then took out the basin and clear water.

"Thank you Master Yuan." Cheng technician was moved.

It shouldn't be touched. The craftsman is very good at cooking, but he can't do anything about carving.

Since the last time he saw a tofu carving, and only once said to Yuanzhou, but now Yuanzhou said to be carved, it naturally showed him.

Yuanzhou did not speak, took out two pieces of tender tofu bought outside, a piece about the size of an adult man's palm.

The top and bottom of the tofu have old skin, and from both sides you can see the white tofu.

This tofu is placed on the bamboo chopping board and looks twitching. It looks like a very tender South tofu.

On the other side are carrots, white radishes, and beautiful radishes, as well as some vegetables suitable for carving, and a piece of ice of twenty centimeters in size, which is braving.

Yes, now Yuanzhou has long been more than just buying radishes to carve, and these ingredients will be put out in the long afternoon.

It is the purpose of Yuanzhou to exercise your knife from soft to hard or from hard to soft.

Just when Yuanzhou seriously observed the tofu, and the Cheng technician was also focused on the tofu, a large horn sound suddenly rang on the street.

It was a very classic old song. The big horn sang in a screaming voice. "The bitter sand blows the face and feels like the father's scolding mother. The crying of the dear is always hard to forget. I like a person at the seaside, rolling up. The pants are stepping on the beach with bare feet"

Yuanzhou's subconscious frowning, such a large singing voice for Yuanzhou, whose ear power is amazing, is tantamount to the magic sound, and his ear hurts in an instant, and his head hurts.

"What the **** is this." Cheng technicians couldn't help but look at the place where the music came from the front.

Yuanzhou shop is out of the middle part of Taoxi Road, because it has just passed the lunch time of the small shop, but other stores are busy now, there are still many people on the street.

But the Cheng technician saw the noisy crowd at a glance, because it was conspicuous.

It was a hair that was somewhat white. It looked like the 50-60-year-old man was pushing a one-wheeled tricycle with a leg-legged trousers empty and his arms turned out. He looked like a middle-aged man with a handicap.

With Yuanzhou's eyesight, I can still see a standard plastic A4 paper with a slogan that the old man is young and the miner is dying to hope that everyone will give love.

And the two people stopped at the door of a store, stopped talking at the door of other people's shop with noisy loud music, and asked for a small paint bucket in their hands.

There are some bits and pieces of money inside, it seems that someone has given money before.

"How did this person come here?" Cheng technicians wondered.

"Do you know?" Yuanzhou asked.

"I have seen these two people in other streets in front of me. I didn't expect to have money coming here today." Cheng technician frowned.

Yuanzhou had not had time to answer, and Cheng Jichang immediately said: "Yuan Boss is advanced, and this matter will be handed over to me."

"These two people seem to be liars, professional shackles, such people can't go without money, you go in and deal with me." Cheng technicians licked their short-sleeved sweatshirts, ready to use force to solve The posture.

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