Everyone dislikes my farming

Chapter 357

The fitness trainer who wanted to invite female students to dinner was probably not a fool, but he became the center of attention in an instant, and the surrounding male compatriots looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Brother, you can do it. You look quite honest, but I didn't expect you to be quite thoughtful."

"You can't judge a person by their appearance. The more honest you look, the more you may feel in your heart."

Xiao Luoli's eyes were also full of curiosity, "Are the female students pretty? When will you bring me to Phoenix Mountain so that everyone can see each other for you?"

The fitness trainer scratched his hair with a black and red face, and said embarrassedly, "I haven't written the horoscope yet, so don't make fooling around."

"Yo, Brother Hei is getting shy." The physical education teacher acted as a peacemaker, "Okay, what should we do, we just wait for the wedding candy."

When encountering a "big family", Xiao Luoli naturally butchered it unceremoniously, and worked hard to sell snacks, pastries and milk in the mobile supermarket.

"Today I make an exception and I can take it out. The physical education teacher's daughter is three years old, right? It's the time when nutrition is needed, and the dim sum milk in Phoenix Mountain is the most nourishing. Would you like some?" Xiao Luoli smiled like a squinted eye. fox.

The physical education teacher was hesitant. It was a good thing, and he wanted it when he saw it, but the workload was too heavy. He might not be able to leave until it was dark today.

"Brother Hei, would you like some? The little girl who came last time is so cute. I remember that I like drinking milk and eating egg yolk cakes the most, right? Just out of the oven, would you like some?"

Brother Hei gritted his teeth, "Come on, have a portion of everything."

"Big atmosphere!" Xiao Luoli pointed out his fingers and praised, and looked at the other two who were standing still, "Don't be stunned, you will see nothing after a while."

"I came first, give me two bottles of milk, and one of those crispy ones too." Seeing someone snatching it up, the physical education teacher couldn't help but hurried forward to take a share.

Regardless of what time you get off work, think about seeing your daughter's pleasantly smiling face when you get home, what are you afraid of sweating more.

The small three rounds were snapped up and there was nothing left.

Xiao Luoli rode down the mountain with an empty car, thinking about what to do during the rush hour for a few days in a good mood.

Those who don’t have exchange coupons work hard to earn points, those who have points don’t think it’s enough and want to earn more and take others to go with them, in turn, Phoenix Mountain becomes the biggest beneficiary in seconds.

There are more day laborers, and there is no work to do, so Xiao Luoli thought that he still had a formula that he hadn't exchanged.

When the sunflowers in Houshan are too close to harvest, Chef Zhou's fried melon seeds recipe should also be in place.

In the cafeteria, Wu Qikeng happened to be there, so Xiao Luoli saw the opportunity and said.

Zhou Xiao frowned, waving a big knife in his hand and chopping vegetables, very unhappy with the sudden increase in workload.

Wu Qikeng was at a loss, "Fried melon seeds? The sixth son said he wanted to send a recipe?".

"That's not true." Xiao Luoli would not rely on Chef Zhou's recipe, "It's to help stir-fry melon seeds, but the quantity is a bit large, and it may be a little harder."

Zhou Xiao chuckled, is the quantity a bit large, is it very large?

"I'll give you the prescription. You find someone to fire it yourself. I don't have time."

Xiao Luoli's eyes lit up, "Okay!"

Just wait for this sentence.

However, "at the beginning, Chef Zhou has to work hard to guide it, otherwise no one will dare to get started, not to mention, the main reason is to waste melon seeds."

Zhou Xiao gritted his teeth and acquiesced, but Wu Qikeng beside him asked curiously, "What did you say about Guazi Fangzi, and how much does it cost?".

Zhou Xiao cut his head sullenly, and looked at his teacher depressed when he mentioned this, "How much is it? If you didn't push me the wine I don't drink, I wouldn't have to trade my life for the prescription."

To put it bluntly, I didn't get anything.

Wu Qikeng glared, pointed at Zhou Xiao and scolded, "You are so disheartened, I have taught six apprentices, and you are the only one who has learned how to sell recipes. If you are so worthless, you will give it away."

Zhou Xiao listened to the training with a dull head. It is undeniable that Fang Zi did learn it from his master.

"Why is it worthless? Didn't I exchange two pigs for you a while ago? Is the pork delicious?" Zhou Xiao became angry when he thought of this. The only time the two "chewing younger brothers" bought chicken out of their own pockets was cut off.

Wu Qikeng looked ashamed, and glared at the apprentice who didn't save face for the teacher, "Isn't that a birthday present from you? If I had known it was a pig in exchange for Lao Tzu's recipe, I would have been moved in vain."

"It doesn't matter whether you are moved or not, anyway, the meat is gone, you can go to stir-fry melon seeds, and by the way, you can expand your seller's business."

Wu Qikeng couldn't get up at a stretch, and the difference was not pissed off by his apprentice, "You go by yourself, I don't have time to finish it for you."

Xiao Luoli, who had Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, was a little disappointed, and then made an appointment with Chef Zhou for frying melon seeds, and turned around to pick the right staff.

Stir-fried melon seeds are no better than others, and it is more suitable to use long-term workers, so as not to change the taste of frying by changing people back and forth, not to mention, a lot of time is wasted in teaching every day.

Cooking roasted seeds and nuts is a laborious job. After discussing with Brother Dalin, Xiao Luoli and Brother Dalin finally selected two short-time workers who often come to report, and then started to build iron pots and make preparations in advance.

On the day of frying melon seeds, the sunflower seeds that had been sun-dried in the warehouse were piled up next to the pots and stoves. Most of the part-time workers were harvesting melon seeds and drying melon seeds that day.

The first pot of fried melon seeds came out of the pot, and the aroma couldn't cover up the whole mountain. There was no last one left, and they were all eaten up.

Wu Qikeng didn't care what he said, he was the busiest when stir-frying melon seeds, sometimes directing the heat, and sometimes disliked the lack of energy to stir-fry.

I tasted it after it was out of the pot, and I was still not satisfied and said to Zhou Xiao, "How long has it been since you made roasted seeds and nuts, the sixth son, and your skills have declined."

Zhou Xiao's forehead twitched, and he said, "There are a few people in the back kitchen who are in charge of frying melon seeds. I'm just a cook. It's good if I can remember the basic steps."

"You." Wu Qikeng's fingers trembled angrily, saying that the closed disciple is the heart of the teacher, and he is definitely a knife, a steel knife specially designed for piercing the heart.

"I'll make you degenerate. If you don't know how to do it, just practice for me. When you pass the practice, when will you pass the test." Wu Qikeng slapped his head and said, "You can continue to fry the next pot."

Xiao Luoli was eating melon seeds and watching the show, quite satisfied with this unexpected joy, and hoped that Chef Zhou would last a few more pots.

Zhou Xiao was lucky with the big shovel, but he provoked it with two pigs. Now he regretted it so much that he wished he could eat those two pigs by himself.

"What are you doing in a daze, continue to fry!"

Wu Qikeng was eating melon seeds in his hand and urged, "Hurry up, there won't be enough melon seeds later."

Xiao Luoli shook the melon seed pot which was not much left in his hand, nodded in agreement, "If you don't want to set up another iron pot, don't wait until the melon seeds are fried and there will only be a pile of melon seed skins left, I will have to lose money."

Zhou Xiao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. There was no way he could afford to offend the two of them, so he could only work with his shoulders off.

(End of this chapter)