The chef was a little unhappy. He had reserved a drink with the old lady at home in the evening to celebrate the safe delivery of his eldest granddaughter.
The chef looked at his granddaughter with suspicion and said, "Tell me honestly, do you have a crush on this young man?"
After saying that, he wanted to go out. He wanted to see which bastard dared to seduce his little granddaughter.
What a shameless thing, and he doesn’t even look at how old his granddaughter is.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" The waiter stamped his feet and his face suddenly turned red.
And her performance also made the chef feel that he had guessed correctly.
When he thought about the time he went to the toilet, someone came over to seduce his 16-year-old granddaughter, and the chef's shiny head started to smoke out before his eyes.
He said angrily: "If you didn't like this young man, you would be so diligent!"
The old man was furious that his eldest granddaughter was carried home by a wolf cub when she was only 18 years old.
Now this brat is even more outrageous. The eldest granddaughter was already an adult at that time, but the younger granddaughter was only 16 years old.
The more the chef thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to roll up his sleeves and beat up the brat in his imagination.
The waiter didn't care about grandpa's dark face at all. He took out the bag of brown sugar from under the counter and walked into the kitchen: "Grandpa, what do you think this is?"
"What a good thing!" The chef's anger has not subsided, and his tone is full of indignation.
No matter how good the thing is, it can't dispel his anger that the brat dared to hook up with his little granddaughter.
"Brown sugar!" The waiter held the bag of brown sugar and proudly waved it in front of grandpa.
"What, let me see the brown sugar!" Looking at the brown sugar in front of him, the chef didn't care about being angry anymore. He took the bag of brown sugar from his granddaughter's hand, weighed it and said with certainty: "It must be two kilograms.
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"That's not the case!"
Seeing his little granddaughter's proud nostrils almost reaching the sky, the chef asked in a funny way: "Where did it come from?"
"How about the bottle of sauce you exchanged for it? Is it worth it?"
The chef nodded with a happy face: "It's worth it, it's worth it!"
"Swap with that person?"
Waiter: "That's not possible."
After feeling proud, he continued: "Grandpa, you can make more sauce in the next two days!"
The chef's eyes lit up, that man had something good to offer.
The waiter nodded.
"Okay, grandpa will look for materials to cook in the next two days."
Waiter: "Grandpa, please stay up longer this time."
"okay!"
After coming out of the state-owned hotel, Zhang Yu glanced at the warehouse in the secret space and found that there was not much brown sugar left.
I estimate it only weighs four or five kilograms. Speaking of which, these brown sugars were signed in when the system was first generous.
After several years of consumption, there is not much left.
After looking at the brown sugar, she looked at other things.
After looking at it, I realized that all the other daily necessities were almost consumed, and the only thing that might have more was cloth.
But even though it's not much, it's like a thermos. One can be used for many years, so there's no need to worry.
Besides, he has industrial coupons every month. If he runs out of them, you can buy them.
The most abundant items in the warehouse now are grain and meat.
Most of them were saved when time flowed quickly in the secret realm.
However, Zhang Yu has already begun to think about whether to find a way to get these grains and meat out.
Now the ratio between the secret space and the outside time is 2:1, coupled with the constant temperature and the influence of some unknown factors, the plants inside grow faster than outside.
Even if the flow of time slows down, Zhang Yu can still harvest 5 to 6 crops a year.
The seeds planted in the secret space are all seeds he has improved. Although some yields are not as good as those of later generations, they are already the limit that crops can increase without crossbreeding.
These are all due to the subtle improvement of seeds by the mysterious substances in the secret space.
Zhang Yu calls this mysterious substance spiritual energy.
Although it was weak and not as full of energy as the trace of soil stained on the spiritual ginseng he signed out, it was enough for ordinary crops.
Speaking of this, Zhang Yu was a little lucky that he did not waste time and took advantage of the fast flow of time in the secret realm to update crop seeds over and over again.
And he keeps a sample of each harvested seed, so he can replicate the process in the outside world at any time.
However, he was previously worried that if there was no aura from the outside world, the seeds he cultivated would degrade and he would become a sinner. Therefore, although he had been growing food in the courtyard for the past two years, he did not let the seeds spread.
Over the past two years, Zhang Yu has determined that the improved seeds are stable and will basically not degrade again.
He has already planned to release the seeds after this year's corn crop is harvested again.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu shook his head, thinking too much.
He turned his attention back to the warehouse and felt a headache looking at the mountains of various meats and eggs inside. After all, he had been shipping out a lot in the past two years, so why were there still so many things piled up in the warehouse?
Although the speed of space is now slower, Zhang Yu has a headache when he thinks that he has to pick up one or two hundred eggs a day.
This is still under the condition that he intends to control the scale of various types of poultry and livestock.
Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.
Zhang Yu secretly decided to go out more when he finds the opportunity one day.
Of course, you must disguise yourself before trading.
Buy and sell in one fell swoop, and leave after the transaction is completed.
He kept the food lying around. Although it wouldn't go bad, he couldn't finish it, so he just looked at it.
And by selling it, he can get money, and the public can also get food, which is killing two birds with one stone.
After making plans, Zhang Yu took out two kilograms of brown sugar from the warehouse.
Although there is not much left, there is no need to hold on to it.
He had many opportunities to buy brown sugar in Beijing, but the Xie family needed it more.
As soon as he walked out of the street where the state-owned hotel was located, Zhang Yu thought of something again. He turned back and ordered more than ten large steamed buns.
Putting the big buns wrapped in oil paper by the waiter into the backpack, there were only five or six left in his hand, which were prepared for Uncle Xie and the team leader.
The two of them came together. He couldn't let the captain watch Uncle Xie eat.
Zhang Yu came out of the state-owned hotel again, estimated the time, and began to walk slowly outside the commune.
It was still early when we walked outside the commune, and the old man Liu who came to pick me up hadn't arrived yet.
He wasn't in a hurry, just waiting.
His mind didn't stop. Taking this opportunity, he used his consciousness to pick up various eggs in the space.
Then, with some helplessness, I discovered that in the past two days, another hen had built a nest.
Forget it, he doesn't care about the hen nesting in the nest anymore.
Let it go, he finally figured it out, he couldn't stop this kind of thing.
