On the seventh day when the named disciple test began, Qiao Bai had already left the border village and arrived at Kuye Town in Qiuse City.
When leaving the border village, Qiao Bai collected some ingredients. During the past few days, he also tried to cook the dishes cooked by the housewife of the Dong family. As he originally imagined, the four dishes he cooked now were better than
The housewife of the Dong family did well back then! Especially the four-point dish made by the housewife of the Dong family, he has been able to make it close to a five-point dish.
There is not much time left for Qiao Bai. After all, he needs to include the time for the return trip. This time when he comes to Dead Leaf Town, Qiao Bai hopes to have a better harvest.
Although Kuye Town is a town, because it is closer to the border, it is not as prosperous as the border village.
There is only one inn, three restaurants, and no restaurants in the town.
The town is filled with yellow sand from time to time. This is because Kuye Town is very close to the desert. Although it is relatively barren, due to the different regions, there are also different eating habits and some foods that are difficult to see elsewhere.
As per the old rule, Qiao Bai would visit the food stalls on the street first.
The first street stall sells kebabs.
The freshness of the mutton was no problem and the taste was quite fragrant. Qiao Bai tasted it while communicating with the stall owner.
Nowadays, Qiao Bai is no longer like when he was in the border village. At that time, he was too lazy to waste time on substandard food. But now, although the mutton skewers taste substandard, Qiao Bai asked the stall owner
How to grill mutton skewers, and how to grill mutton skewers to make them more delicious. Originally, these were things that the stall owner would not talk about to outsiders, but in front of the money, the originally stubborn stall owner soon lost his persistence.
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In the end, Qiao Bai gave the mutton skewers a four-point score in his mind. After adding his own thoughts, the taste of the mutton skewers might reach a five-point score, but it still cannot be used as a backup. It can only be gained through the subsequent accumulation of experience.
Think of it as a reference object, or an experience that can provide inspiration.
There were three snacks at the roadside stall, and Qiao Bai came to the second stall.
"What's this?"
Qiao Bai looked at the desserts on the stall that seemed to be pressed from many kinds of dried fruits.
"This is 'Eight Fructose Candies'. Would you like some, please?"
"Can."
Qiao Bai nodded and went straight to the back of the stall, where there were tables and benches.
The stall owner with a mustache was stunned. He had never seen this kind of routine without asking the price or the number of customers. This kind of routine made the mustache feel a little at a loss for a moment.
"Guest, don't you ask how much one tael is?"
Mustache secretly gritted his teeth, suddenly feeling that this unusually dressed guest was actually quite annoying. His style made people a bit incapable of doing business.
"No need to ask."
Qiao Bai was thinking about something in his mind and just said casually that he had plenty of money anyway. In order to complete this test, he never asked about the price.
"Young people are always so reckless!"
Mustache secretly gritted his teeth, and then asked Qiao Bai: "How much should I cut?"
"Look at Che."
Qiao Bai was still absent-minded.
Mustache took a breath, and dared to say that he had never heard of the guests looking at him in legends.
There was a stall next to it, and the stall owner was an old man selling fruit. He excitedly colored his mustache and signaled the mustache to cut it quickly.
"Am I going to create a legend today?"
Mustache was excited, and after licking his lips, he gathered enough energy to cut off half of the whole piece of 'Eight Fructose Candies'.
The whole fruit candy is as long and wide as a tombstone, but its thickness is about a foot. When the mustache is cut off, you can imagine how big a piece it is, so that there is no suitable plate to hold it.
When cutting the apple candies, Mustache actually made a lot of noise, because it was not easy to cut the tightly packed apple candies, not to mention it was only half of the whole piece of apple candies. He even jumped up while pressing the cutting knife.
However, the guests remained unmoved by his actions.
Now, the Eight Fructose Candy has been cut into half. Mustache looked at Qiao Bai proudly, wanting to see how Qiao Bai would react to his excess. However, Mustache never thought that Qiao Bai would go even further. He
Still no reaction at all! Mustache felt very embarrassed. He had never done such a big business in his life, but there was no attention at all. What a failure!
"Ahem!"
Mustache coughed dryly, hoping to attract Qiao Bai's attention so that Qiao Bai could see his masterpiece. Unfortunately, Qiao Bai was still immersed in his own inner world.
"Young man, just cry later!"
Mustache sneered, picked up the cutter and cut into pieces. He cut the originally cut fruit candies into small pieces suitable for the mouth, and piled them up on a eucalyptus board.
"I'll let you eat until you're full!"
The mustache sneered again, and pointed his eyes at the old man selling fruit, and the two of them placed a piece of fructose candy on Qiao Bai's table.
Qiao Bai frowned. There were piles of fruit candies on the eucalyptus board. Not to mention that one person couldn't eat that much, even ten people couldn't eat that much. However, Qiao Bai didn't care. He was still very friendly to these street vendors.
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Seeing that Qiao Bai had no reaction to the mountain of fruit candies, Mustache was about to explode with anger. He resisted not letting himself explode in advance. He was waiting for Qiao Bai to regret it.
He picked up a piece of fruit candy and put it in his mouth. Qiao Bai spit it out before he finished eating. It was too sweet and he couldn't stand the taste.
Since the food was not tasty, Qiao Bai stood up, dropped a piece of silver and left.
"stop!"
Mustache was stunned. He didn't expect that Qiao Bai would be so generous as to leave the money directly. But it was a pity that this ingot of silver was a lot, but it was not enough to pay for the eucalyptus candies.
"Um?"
Qiao Bai looked back at Mustache.
"Do you know that these eight-fructose candy cost one tael more?" Mustache sneered.
"have no idea."
Qiao Bai shook his head and asked, "Is it expensive?"
“It’s very expensive, very expensive!”
Mustache finally smiled happily, and he finally saw Qiao Bai frowning.
"Since it is secretly made from eight kinds of precious fruits, the price of one tael of these eight-fructose candy will cost you an ingot of silver!"
Qiao Bai's eyes widened following Mustache's words, and Mustache became even more excited.
"I've always been very obedient. The customer asked me to watch him cut it, so I cut half of it. In fact, it's not much, only two hundred and forty-seven pounds! Sixteen liang.
Jin, the customer knows how much money he should give me!"
"You are blackmailing me!"
Qiao Bai yelled filial piety at the serious mustache.
"There is no blackmail. Everything is done according to the customer's requirements. You can pay it off quickly. I'm still waiting for the money to build a house, get a wife, and have babies!"
Following the serious look of the mustache, several more stall owners walked towards this direction, and some even deliberately exposed the knives hanging on their waists while walking.
"Get out!"
Qiao Bai shouted filial piety and kicked the young man in the stomach, making him fly out of Dead Leaf Town like a kite. It didn't matter whether he lived or died.
"You guys get out too!"
With another wave of his hand, those who were putting on pretense for the young man all flew out under Qiao Bai's wave of his hand.
"Go to hell with the fruit candy!"
Qiao Bai couldn't help but explode, and a fire made the mountain of fruit candy burn.
The residents of the town were so frightened that they hurriedly fled. Qiao Bai was walking on the streets of Kuye Town like a ferocious tiger. He was already upset, but there was actually a blind eye-catching fruit candy coming to blackmail people. This was really looking for death.
Stopping, the last food stall owner pushing his cart to run was stopped by Qiao Bai with a finger from the distance.
"What are you selling?" Qiao Bai asked.
"Tu, bastard chicken." The stall owner was so frightened.
"Open one and let me have a taste!" Qiao Bai said.
The stall owner regained his freedom and quickly pulled out a mud ball from the furnace of the cart. After cracking the mud ball open, there were burnt leaves wrapped in it.
chicken.
To be continued...