Gourmet Food Supplier

The car parked in front of a lively street, the front lights were bright, the hawker's voice and the diners' voices were endless, and it was not a feeling that it was half past midnight.

"Thank you." Yuanzhou paid the money and then got off the bus.

"You're welcome." The master ordered the money and drove away.

Yuanzhou only remembered to turn off the mobile phone. At this time, Yinya’s text message came in. Looking at such a text message, Yuanzhou subconsciously edited.

[I usually go out very often, so this is really the first time I said. ]

After writing this message, Yuanzhou wanted to click to send, but at the time of 12:30 midnight, the idea was dispelled.

"It's still in the morning, so it doesn't make me sleep." Yuanzhou said in his heart, saved the text message and went to the snack street.

The more the night market can find ordinary double skin milk, Yuanzhou holding this mood all the way to the streets.

The streets are very lively, and the diners are full of people. There are sporadic people who speak Mandarin or other hometowns, but most of them still speak Cantonese that Yuanzhou can't understand because it is far away from downtown Guangzhou. .

"There is nothing wrong with the Raiders. This is the night market that locals often come to." Yuanzhou secretly nodded, and then carefully observed the food stalls along the street.

The streets here are backed by rivers, and the front houses are decorated with the style of foreign buildings. They are planted with flowers and flowers of Kapok.

It is just that these two trees are at the right temperature, and they have large petals. The large flower Lagerstroemia is a purple flower, while the kapok is a particularly prominent eye of a tree.

With a little bit of night wind blowing some of the petals, the darkness of the surrounding night, the people under the tree hem and the pedestrians seem to have entered the painting.

The painting is picturesque, but Yuanzhou looks at the short sleeves on the street and the white-shouldered thigh girls can't help but sigh: "Well, respect the winter, the snow is over, the winter solstice is coming and still short. The sleeves are not suitable."

Yuanzhou reached out and grabbed the sleeves of the long-sleeved sportswear, then lifted his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued to walk around the booth with no expression.

Listening to the completely different words in the ear, Yuanzhou’s face is unchanged, and the goal is to double the skin milk on the aunt’s booth, not far away.

There was a row of neat white porcelain bowls on the aunt's stool, which was filled with white and tender double-skin milk that was like a tender tofu.

"A bowl of double skin milk." Yuanzhou went forward.

"Okay, five bowls and one bowl, you can scan the cash." Auntie gave a bowl of spoon to Yuanzhou, and then said.

"Okay." Yuanzhou reached out and handed out five pieces of change, took the bowl and spoon and ate it directly.

However, as the system said, Yuanzhou is indeed a non-Emirates. The first bite of the double-grand grandmother is quite rich, but the excessive sugar makes Yuanzhou's sensitive taste a little unbearable, and his face is distorted.

"No wonder there are no ones here. There are people in other places who are lined up in twos and threes." Yuanzhou secretly said.

But the movements on the hands have not changed, and continue to invite a spoonful of double skin milk to eat.

Halfway through, Yuanzhou couldn't help but ask: "Auntie, do you usually eat so sweet?"

"Yes, yes, boy, do you think it's not sweet enough to add some sugar?" Aunt asked with a smile.

"No, thank you." Yuanzhou immediately refused, while carrying a big mouthful of finished double skin milk, put down the empty bowl to leave.

For the first time, Yuanzhou, who was stepping on the thunder, was cautious when he chose the next time. He chose the double-skin milk that was lined up. After eating it again, there was no sweet feeling of dying. The sweetness and the unique softness of the double skin milk taste very good.

"Good." Yuanzhou Road.

"The young man likes it, don't you have another bowl?" This time, I sold a middle-aged uncle and asked very well.

"No, thank you." Yuanzhou shook his head.

This street is not long. Yuanzhou found a total of six double-skinned milk on the street, and a cart sold. Yuanzhou bought it one by one.

Of course, half and half of the delicious and not good, luck is not too bad.

Yuanzhou, who had eaten a pair of double skin milk, just saw the time at 2:30, although he ate a lot of double skin milk, but after all, it was a snack, and it was quick to eat. At this time, the excitement of the street was slowly dissipating, and the flow of people was slow. When you get less, the booths are also less.

"Time is almost up." Yuanzhou put down the empty bowl, the heart.

This is the last seventh bowl of double skin milk, Yuanzhou as usual is not enough to eat, although it is already very supportive.

"It's a little rough for me to eat the same thing." Yuanzhou patted his belly and went to the street without a trace.

Because the food is very full, Yuanzhou is slow, and with some people who are collecting, there is a strange harmony.

"Today is a perfect one. I have a better practice with double skin milk." Yuan Zhou was satisfied with his thoughts.

"I heard that the most famous double skin milk in Guangzhou is a certain two letters, but I will have more of this in the future. I don't know if the Cantonese people know if they will be very happy." Yuanzhou is so sure.

Going to Rongcheng to eat double skin milk... I am looking forward to it.

With such a feeling, Yuanzhou took a taxi for half an hour before waiting for a car. It has already been three o'clock after getting on the bus.

As usual, the snack street in Yuanzhou is an hour's drive from the airport. Just when Yuanzhou arrived at the airport, it was just 4:20, and it was only 50 minutes from boarding.

"Fortunately, I have already taken the ticket and have no baggage, or I am afraid I can't catch up." Yuanzhou just went through the security checkpoint and went to the terminal to hear the plane that he was riding.

Yes, Yuanzhou bought the aircraft at 5:10 in the morning, the earliest flight back to Rongcheng. The plane arrived in Rongcheng, and the time to arrive at Rongcheng on time was just 7:20.

The plane that went back was 15 minutes faster than the one that came, which was not thought of by Yuanzhou, but it was just good time.

Although this is a trip to go, but Yuanzhou still checked the weather, the weather is fine, the plane arrives on time, Yuanzhou has booked a good car, and at 8:00 in the morning, Yuanzhou has already washed and changed. Well, the daily Hanfu, opened the store door.

"Today's breakfast is clear noodle soup, no other." Yuanzhou said to the diners who entered the store.

"Well, clear the noodle soup, clear the noodle soup, come to a bowl." Wu Hai touched the moustache, looked suspiciously to see Yuanzhou, and then said.

"Right, Yuan Bo did not see you running today?" asked the diners who lived nearby to be curious.

"I said that it was not right. You didn't run in the morning." Wuhai immediately shouted.

"Some things are delayed." Yuanzhou's voice came from the mask, and then went on.

Yuanzhou, who arranged everything, forgot the text message that was not sent, and did not report peace.

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