I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 284 It's so delicious!

restaurant.

Wang Liang muttered to himself while eating steamed buns, "This cooking skill, after getting a first glimpse of it, apart from making the food more delicious, there seems to be something magical about it."

After finishing speaking, he was about to pick up a bun, but the plate was empty at some point.

"So full!"

Ying Zheng rubbed his belly and said with a smile, "Brother Liang, since I ate the buns you made, I can't eat other buns at all."

Sitting across from Zhang Dong and the third uncle, they nodded like chickens pecking rice, expressing their agreement.

"So, you won't leave a bun?"

Ying Zheng didn't answer the unanswerable question. He patted his belly and said "I'm so full!" and got up to leave the restaurant. Zhang Dong and the third uncle also left the restaurant silently.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the official website of Xingchen Manufacturing Company released an announcement about updating the company's logistics system and improving service quality, which did not attract many people's attention.

Xu Wen and other colleagues who did not go to deliver the goods were called to the company and began to learn how to drive the anti-gravity aircraft.

Looking at the "flying saucer" in front of them, everyone immediately remembered the video of the flying saucer falling on the roof of the company building that had been circulated on the Internet.

"This is the operation manual. It is required to memorize the contents by heart and understand the specific meaning of each paragraph. From now on, you will drive the aircraft to deliver the goods."

Hearing this sentence, everyone was startled. One by one, their eyes were rounded like glass balls. They never dreamed that one day, they would drive an aircraft to deliver goods.

"In the next week, the artificial intelligence will teach you how to fly the aircraft step by step. Please study hard. After a while, after the establishment of the Star Group on the moon, the best of you will be selected to fly the miniature starship , to establish a logistics system between the blue star and the moon, well, let’s start learning now.”

After Yingzheng left, Xu Wen and his colleagues jumped up excitedly. It was amazing to fly an aircraft to deliver goods. It was unimaginable to drive a starship to deliver goods. Others knew about it, so they couldn't help crying with envy.

Thinking of this, Xu Wen and his colleagues began to study hard, saying that if they worked so hard in school, apart from anything else, they would definitely be able to pass the university entrance exam.

Near noon.

Everyone was reciting the operation manual.

Suddenly, I smelled an extremely strong smell of meat, mixed with some spices, and my stomach growled instantly.

"Let's go, have a meal first, and then learn when you come back"

Xu Wen and his colleagues left the company. On the way to the restaurant, they could still smell the mouth-watering aroma of meat, and even had a big pot of beef stew in their minds.

The beef cubes are all covered with sauce.

I can't wait to pick up a piece with chopsticks and put it in my mouth.

Unfortunately, it can't be caught at all.

The nearby residents also smelled the strong smell of meat, and the pot of stewed beef also appeared in their minds. Therefore, the meat in the vegetable market was sold out, and the butchers were all smiling.

The customers who bought all looked helpless.

In the morning, I smelled the aroma of meat buns, so I went to eat meat buns specially. At noon, I smelled the smell of stewed meat. No, to be precise, it should be the smell of stewed beef.

Because when the neighbors smell the aroma of stew, they also have a big pot of stew in their minds.

What a coincidence.

Coincidentally strange!
What will you smell again at night?
But it must not be stewed meat or barbecue. If you continue to eat like this, you will become fat to death.

What's more, the wallet can't stand it, what kind of family eats stew every day!

night.

There is a new stall in the food street. The owner is wearing a helmet and frying meatballs. After a while, the whole food street is full of the smell of fried meatballs. The owner and diners who set up the stall are all looking at the source of the smell. A small stall with fried meatballs.

"Boss, how do you sell fried meatballs?" A fat man with a round face stared at the fried golden meatballs in the pan, and asked while swallowing.

The boss didn't speak, and pointed to the sign standing in front of the console.

At this time, the fat man realized that there was another brand. He just looked at the meatballs in the pot, but he didn't find it.

It said, "One yuan and five, limited to five per person", and a QR code was pasted under the words.

Only five?
Such delicious meatballs, no matter what, you have to eat [-] or [-] balls to be satisfied. Five of them are not enough to fit between the teeth. I was thinking of calling a friend to buy some for him, when his friend's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Boss, give me five"

The voice fell, and a mobile phone appeared in front of the sign, scanning the code.

"Didn't you lose weight recently and stop eating fried food?"

"Watao! You're here too, I'm not going to lose weight today, I'll give myself a day off"

While the two were talking, others paid the money one after another.

The meatballs were fried quickly. The first person to eat the meatballs was a child. He took a bite and said, "It's delicious, it's delicious!" I blew it, put it in my mouth, and bit it a few times, and my big eyes instantly lit up like a [-]-watt light bulb.

He kept saying, "It's delicious, it's delicious."

At this time, the fat man also got the meatballs. He couldn't wait to tie a croquette with a toothpick and put it in his mouth. His teeth were grinning from the heat, but he couldn't bear to spit out the croquettes.

The meatballs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. In addition to the aroma of meat, there is also a little scent of onion, ginger and peppercorns. It reminds him of his grandma when he was alive, standing by the pot to fry the meatballs.

He stood by the pot where the croquettes were placed, and kept eating the freshly fried croquettes, which were very delicious.

Unfortunately, grandma passed away, and he can no longer eat grandma's fried meatballs.

Thinking of this, the fat man turned around, wiped his tears secretly, and was about to continue eating croquettes, when he was stunned, his eyes were dull, like a wooden chicken.

What about meatballs?
Where's my meatball?

He only ate one croquette just now, and there are four croquettes left. Now the disposable paper bowl is empty, and there is nothing. He subconsciously looked around and saw that his friend was swallowing something.

"Don't look at me, I didn't steal your croquettes!"

"Did I say you stole my croquettes?"

The friend had realized that he had no silver of 300 taels here, so he didn't say anything, and pretended to be nonchalant, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "The moon is so round tonight."

"Run your sister! Pay me for my croquettes"

At this time, many people had already finished eating croquettes, but they did not leave, thinking about eating another box of croquettes, such as the little boy who was the first to eat croquettes just now.

He stepped forward and said, "Boss, I still want to eat!".

The boss didn't speak, and pointed to the sign in front of him.

Of course, the little boy knows that there is a limit of five per person, but he really wants to eat it so much that he jumps around in a hurry. Fortunately, his mother can still buy one. After buying it, his mother couldn't hold back and ate it directly Three, leaving two for the little boy.

After the two finished eating, the little boy smelled the fragrance wafting out of the pot, and couldn't resist, and was so greedy that he cried.

In the process of crying, I kept looking at the boss.

I tried to cry to awaken the boss's sympathy and sell him another croquette, but it was of no use at all. The boss was like a robot, who knew how to make croquettes and stuff them.

Don't even look at him.

A beautiful woman stepped forward and said pitifully: "Boss, you can sell me another one!" As she spoke, she stroked the hair around her ear, trying to conquer the boss with her beauty, and let him give her another copy. Fry a ball of meatballs.

It's a pity that it's useless, the boss ignored her at all, and handed a box of delicious meatballs to the young man wearing glasses next to her.

"Little brother, can you feed me?"

Before the beauty could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the young man with glasses.

"Sorry, no food!"

Hearing this sentence, the beauty turned around and left angrily, complaining fiercely in her heart: "You deserve to be single forever!".

After the beauty left, another rich man appeared.

"Boss, I'll give you 1 yuan, and I'll wrap all the meatballs on the stall."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was angry, you bought them all, what shall we eat?

The boss of a contracting project was about to speak. Seeing that the boss still ignored the silly X in front of him, he just pointed at the sign calmly. The corners of his mouth instantly rose, and a smile appeared on his face.

He said silently: "The boss is awesome!".

Other diners who were queuing also whispered "Boss Niu B".

Brother Fu was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the boss would turn away 1 yuan.
Can't understand, don't understand at all.

In the end, Brother Fu only paid one piece and took away five balls
After the first ball was in his mouth, he was stunned again. Obviously there was nothing too amazing about the taste, but all in all, it was "delicious, so delicious".

After eating this croquette, he felt that the croquettes in big restaurants were not edible at all.

It's like a pile of shit, it's too bad to eat.

Before he knew it, he finished eating five croquettes, but he was far from enough. He felt that he could eat another forty or fifty. However, croquettes are limited, and money can't buy them.

So, Fu Ge stared at the meatballs in other people's hands.

"Brother, I will transfer 500 yuan to you now, and you give me the meatball in your hand"

The thin young man was hesitating, and a clear voice came from the helmet.

"If you give him the meatballs, the God of Cookery will immediately blacklist you, and you will never be able to eat the food made by the God of Cookery again"

As soon as the words came out, the thin young man immediately shook his head and said, "Sorry, I don't sell it."

500 yuan is not difficult to earn, but it is well-deserved to taste the croquettes made by the God of Cookery. It is a rare opportunity not to be missed.

Brother Fu was very helpless. He was rich, but he couldn't eat delicious food. In the end, he had no choice but to hire someone to buy it for him.

As a result, when the agent arrived, the croquettes at the stall had already been sold out.

A middle-aged man with a beer belly, looking at the empty stuffing bowl, wanted to cry but had no tears. After queuing for such a long time, when it was his turn, it was gone and sold out, which was too uncomfortable.

"Dear diners, the croquettes are sold out, I will sell my delicacies in other places, see you soon"

The boss started to pack his things while talking, and finally left the food street under the reluctant gaze of the diners.

At the same time, the aroma of the croquettes gradually dissipated.

Fried stinky tofu, kebabs, grilled cold noodles and other flavors reappeared.

The diners who had eaten croquettes looked at these snacks that they were very interested in, but now they have no appetite. The five croquettes directly whetted their appetites, and they must take a break to restore their appetites.

In the room, Ying Zheng watched the food video, gulping down his saliva, finally couldn't stand it anymore, rushed into the secret room, and was about to reproduce the famous Shu dish, "Hoof Flower", when he suddenly thought of Wang Liang.

Today his cooking skills are even better, even surpassing him.

If you asked him to cook a hoof flower, it wouldn't directly make Renxiang faint.

The problem is, Wang Liang has been emphasizing healthy eating, and now it's so late, he definitely can't make hoof flowers.

How to do it?

How can I get him to make a soft and glutinous hoof flower?
At this time, Wang Liang was looking at the progress bar. After setting up a stall at night, his cooking skills have skyrocketed to [cooking: 5810/100000]. Wave the progress bar, and you can eat some delicious food.

"dong dong dong"

A knock on the door interrupted Wang Liang's thoughts.

"Who is it?"

"Brother Liang, it's me. I bought some strange-flavored beans today. They are very delicious. I just wanted to send you some."

Hearing these words, Wang Liang was delighted. Will the sun come out from the west tomorrow?

Ying Zheng actually took the initiative to bring him snacks, it was a fantasy to the extreme, don't think about it, there must be something to do, go to the door, open the door, and see Ying Zheng standing outside with a smile on his hands. There was also a plastic bag in it.

Wang Liang brought the plastic bag over and immediately closed the door without saying a word. Just as he was about to close it, a voice came from outside, "Brother Liang, wait, I still have something to say!".

"I knew that this strange-flavored bean wasn't for nothing!"

While Wang Liang was talking, he opened the door, and Ying Zheng said with a smile, "Actually, it's nothing serious. Why don't I have nothing to do at night, so I just saw it."

"Say the point!"

"I want you to make a few hoof flowers, and then the two of us will have a delicious meal, and I won't give it to Zhang Dong, so I will cry for him."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Dong's voice came from the corridor.

"I want to eat alone again, so I'll just saw off the horns on your head"

As soon as the words were finished, a person appeared at the door, grabbed the horns of Ying Zheng's head, and shook it for a while, as if playing with a giant tumbler. Ying Zheng was about to curse, when the third master came over.

He said with a smile: "I heard that I want to eat hoof flowers, so I came here."

Half an hour later, the nearby residents smelled the smell of meat again, as well as the faint smell of spicy and pepper.

"Ouch!"

A fat man wailed, sat up in shock from a dying illness, got off the bed, went to the kitchen to cook a handful of very low-calorie buckwheat vermicelli, put some tomato chili sauce on it, and cried while eating.

He kept muttering, "I beg you, I beg you, I kneel down and kowtow to you, don't stew meat in the middle of the night, okay, just be human!".

　Book friends, let me tell you about my tragedy, and let you have fun.My two front front teeth are gone now, and I can’t even speak clearly, woo woo woo.
　　
　
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