the next day.

early morning.

The sky had just shined hazy light, and two or three figures gathered in front of the courtyard of "Yiwei House" to watch. When Yu Haiyan arrived, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Although he had known for a long time that the reopening of "Baiwei House" could not be kept for long, he did not expect that the former "old foodies" would be attracted so quickly.

"Hey? Professor Yu, are you here too?" In the figure in front of the courtyard, a bald man with round face with eyes on his face greeted Yu Haiyan in surprise.

"Yeah!" Yu Haiyan nodded.

"The smell last night was so seductive that I didn't fall asleep all night. I came here early in the morning. When I smelled the smell last night, I only knew that it was Mr. Feng's craftsmanship. But as soon as I came, I saw that the sign on it had changed. I don't know what the situation is now?" The bald man scratched his head and spit out a series of words from his mouth like a machine gun.

"Well, I don't know either."

"I can only wait here for a look. I haven't eaten Mr. Feng's craft for five years, and now I've lost several taels of weight." As he spoke, the bald man touched his third-layer chin and said with a frown.

Yu Haiyan was silent.

He couldn't answer this, and he couldn't tell the bald man directly: "Don't you feel guilty about saying this?"

Although the two have an average relationship, they were both "fighters" five years ago, and now they live in the same community, so they still have to leave some face for others.

The bald man named Hu Tao, with a very ordinary name. He used to be a young painter, who was the kind of "streeting arts". Later, after the Internet developed, he seized the opportunity and became a cartoonist. I heard that now he has a little fame and sells the copyright of the comics. Otherwise, he would not be able to afford the villa here and the "Baiwei House".

You should know that although the food in "Baiweiwu" used to be very delicious, the price was not cheap, and it was impossible for ordinary people to eat it here all year round.

As for the other young man with yellow hair and fancy clothes that appeared in front of the courtyard gate, Yu Haiyan didn't recognize him.

However, he didn't know the yellow-haired boy, but the yellow-haired boy seemed to recognize him. The yellow-haired boy was looking around here curiously. After seeing Yu Haiyan, the yellow-haired boy quickly left with his head down.

"Professor Yu, is this your student?"

Hu Tao saw the yellow-haired boy leaving his back and touched the three-layer chin and said, "Suddenly."

"have no idea."

Yu Haiyan shook his head. This sentence was true. After all, he was a university professor. Not to mention that he was not sure whether he was his student. Even if he had really taught this yellow-haired boy, Yu Haiyan would have a high chance of not remembering it.

The two of them talked casually for a few words, but not long after, they heard a light crack from the courtyard gate, and the gate slowly opened.

Feng Zhu just walked out of the gate and saw two figures standing outside the gate. He was also a little surprised and said in surprise: "Professor Yu, why did you come so early? Didn't you tell you yesterday that the door of "Yiwei House" only opens at night?"

Yu Haiyan: "???·····When did you say it?"

Hu Tao: "???·····Yesterday?"

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Under Feng Zhu's "explanation", Yu Haiyan and Hu Tao finally left and made an appointment to come here to gather in the evening.

Feng Zhu himself went to the farmers' market to buy ingredients.

Reopening a restaurant did not have a big impact on Feng Zhu, because he left him enough preparation time in advance, so now, except for a few more hours to receive customers in the evening, Feng Zhu is still mainly busy with his own affairs.

When he came to the farmers' market, Feng Zhu first found Li Wenquan's stall and bought the "black pork" needed to make cooking tonight.

"Fengzhu, didn't you say you wanted to reopen "Baiwei House" last time? Is it open now?" Li Wenquan suddenly said.

"It's already opened, just last night."

"Wow~~ Is it already opened? You kid don't tell you Uncle Li, why do you look down on you Uncle Li, right?" Li Wenquan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said with a stern face on purpose.

"How can it be!"

"Okay, I'll go and support you tonight."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you, Uncle Li, to come." Feng Zhu said with a smile.

"Hi! What kind of literary stuff do you make? You Li Shu is just a pork seller, you are not popular......"

“Hahaha~~”

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After chatting with Li Wenquan for a few words, Feng Zhu then carried the pork to other stalls, preparing to buy the ingredients needed to practice today.

Just when he was halfway through, suddenly, a ingredient suddenly entered Feng Zhu's sight.

That was a chicken.

A big rooster was locked in an iron cage and was extremely majestic, especially the feathers at the tail, which were extremely gorgeous.

Feng Zhu was attracted by the appearance of this rooster. However, whenever these people went to the seller to buy, they were eventually driven away by the seller's offer. Obviously, the seller also knew that the rooster was very good and was ready to sell for a good price.

Feng Zhu stared at the rooster for several times, and finally walked to the vendor and said, "How much does this chicken cost?"

"60 per pound!"

The vendor didn't raise his head, obviously knowing which Feng Zhu was referring to.

"It's too expensive." Feng Zhu frowned and shook his head, saying, "This price is already twice as high as an ordinary native chicken. If it's 40 per pound, I'll want it."

"No, your price is too cheap. My chicken was originally intended to be used to "conquer the market", with a minimum of 55."

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After some bargaining, Feng Zhu finally bought the big rooster for 50 per pound.

When Feng Zhu paid the bill, he knew that he could see the smile on the vendor's face. Obviously, for this vendor, he took a big advantage.

After Feng Zhu took the big rooster, he quietly left the farmers' market, and didn't even have time to buy all the remaining ingredients.

Back to the courtyard.

Feng Zhu first put the rooster in the bathroom on the second floor and tied it up, then returned to the kitchen on the first floor and put the purchased ingredients in the refrigerator to store.

He is not sure how he feels, but if he feels right, the cock is obviously not suitable for handling now.

After all, he had already suffered from the last "steamed garlic lobster" and was not good at cooking. This time, he must not make the same mistake as last time.

At least he has to wait until he can brush the dish with proficiency (88/100) to (90/100).

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Chapter completed!