Chapter 199 Buying breakfast is a skill

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Faced with Leiyin's doubts, Xu Fei certainly didn't want to admit the stupid things he had done in the past in front of his fiancée...

The reason why I have been cheated several times in a row is that there is a kind of game similar to following the trend of buying funds.

Of course, the hospital is a place I don’t visit very often.

Every time I come here after a long time and see the crowded breakfast stall, I can’t help but take a look at the one on the third left.

Then I think, after such a long time, there must be some improvement!

It’s not about delicious food, just about the same. After all, there are fewer people and it’s faster!

Then, after buying it, I went in, cursed, and promised not to come back again!

After repeating this cycle several times, I finally got a long memory.

In a flash of thought, he quickly sorted out his thoughts on how to deceive the ignorant girl.

Xu Fei said righteously: "Leiyin, don't underestimate buying breakfast. There is a lot of knowledge involved!"

"Um?"

When Leiyin heard this, she immediately looked very serious. Purchasing food was of course a very important matter.

"Are all the employees in this store listless?" Xu Fei asked.

"Um……"

Leiyin responded softly, then put down the bun and took a sip of millet porridge, frowning again.

The lumpy texture in your mouth seems to be mixed with many small hard particles, which should be the result of the rapid cooking of the food over a high fire.

“The listlessness of employees means that the working environment is poor, they are not paid enough, or they feel aggrieved. In short, with such a mentality, it is impossible to work well, and naturally the food produced can only be perfunctory and defective!”

Looking at the millet porridge in her hand, Leiyin tilted her head and thought for a moment, feeling that Xu Fei's statement was correct.

When she was a child, the head chef of the palace once told her that if cooking is just to fill people's stomachs, then it is not called cooking, but feed.

"And the most important thing is that people with this kind of mentality don't pay too much attention to hygiene."

Xu Fei stared at the grilled cold noodles, frowning coldly, and picked out a small hair from it.

"Look! This hair is wavy and brown, with thin roots and split ends. Do you know what this means?"

"I don't know..." Leiyin shook her head slightly.

Putting the curls between his index and middle fingers, Xu Fei handed it over and said angrily:

"Judging from the above data, the cook should be a female, middle-aged, about fifty years old. She likes to smoke, perm, stay up late, watch TV series and dance in the square, and she doesn't wear a hat when cooking."

“By eating food like this, we are indirectly tasting second-hand smoke, hair oil, hair dye, and unhealthy body oils!”

"The hair is pretty good. If you don't wear gloves, think again."

"Fei, no, don't say it..."

Leiyin's arms shook slightly, and her big eyes showed a troubled look.

She just took a small bite of the pancake and thought it was slightly better than the previous dish.

As a result, after Xu Fei said this, he couldn't eat anymore.

And unconsciously began to search for adulterated hair.

Recalling the scene when I was buying breakfast, there was indeed an aunt in the window making pasta without wearing a hat or gloves.

The catering staff in this world are different from those in Readings. Most of them wear relevant sanitary equipment while working, but this store does not.

Putting down the food in her hands, Leiyin prepared to calm down before eating.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter. The top soldiers in Sigurd's camp are even sloppier than this.

Sometimes when they were away on an expedition, the people in the village would warmly entertain them, and they would not be as hygienic as Earth Star when cooking their meals.

The main thing now is what Xu Fei said, which reminds people of many situations that are difficult to swallow.

"Furthermore, in such a crowded place, breakfast shops only open a few hours every day. As long as it is not a high-end restaurant, low customer flow usually means there is a problem."

"But don't be angry. It's normal to get ripped off occasionally. Let's just buy someone else's next time."

After Xu Fei finished speaking, he grinned and took a big bite of the salty egg-filled pancake.

Because my future wife doesn’t like wasting food, I have no choice but to eat more.

Lei Yin rolled her eyes at the other person angrily, and turned away, thinking that I was not angry because you explained too carefully.

But...you should really pay attention next time you buy breakfast...



Buying breakfast is a very luxurious behavior.

Babajus thought so as he looked at the various kinds of food in the hands of passers-by during the rush hour.

"Hmph...bastards."

After snorting coldly, Baba Jius ended his short rest.

He picked up the torn sack and dragged his tired and hungry body to the next trash can.

Not to mention a health certificate, he doesn’t even have an ID card.

This is the only job that is currently available in the new world.

After running away from Zheng Anxin's mental illness, Baba Jius encountered many things that he had never experienced in his long life.

The cynicism, taking pictures, insults, abandonment of the weak creatures, and being pitied and given alms by a motorcycle girl...

That night, he ran in the cold streets with tears streaming down his face.

After one night, I unknowingly returned to the place where I came.

During this process, Babajus thought a lot.

This is hell, a place darker than Talgaroth, the island of demons.

Although the humans here are weak, they are ruthless and cruel, taking pleasure in insulting demons.

But even so, he still has to bear the humiliation and survive tenaciously.

because……

・Please imagine this as a fast-forward shot of a drama.

(Narrator: Because Barbatos volunteered to come to the new world to slay the Red Dragon King’s successor, Leyin Lilia, in order to lick the Demon King.

And he was worried that there were strong people in the world here, and in order to complete the task as soon as possible and go back to claim credit, he did not use a clone, but directly divided his consciousness and body into two halves.

Half of them stayed in Targaroth, and the other half came to Earth.

Demons are a group that is absolutely predatory. If this half of him fails to return, the strength of the remaining half will be greatly reduced, and it is likely that his subordinates or powerful enemies of the same race will find opportunities to kill him.

Therefore, after his conscious connection was blocked by a group of old men's seals, he didn't know whether the other half was still alive. If he died of starvation after hanging here, he would be really finished. )

Paper shells are dismantled and packed, plastic bottles are sorted and recycled, and cans are crushed and thrown into broken sacks.

Barbarius wiped his sweat. He had rummaged through the trash cans in the entire shopping street, but the harvest was not rich.

Although this street is rich in supplies, unfortunately there are also many competitors. About every half hour or so, someone will come to do the same thing as him.

And those people were better equipped than him, including gloves, hats, masks, sleeves, long wooden pliers, trolleys, tricycles, and even high-end transportation tools like scooters for the elderly!

I don’t have any advantage in terms of speed, and I’m not as experienced as others in terms of technology and techniques…

Rubbing the dirt on his hands on his work clothes, Baba Jius took out a small bottle filled with park tap water from his back pocket and drank it.

The white gloves he stole from the mental hospital were already tattered after two days of hard work, so he had to throw them away.

After all, we are of the same race. I originally wanted to remind the 'white devils' if they had purchased inferior products?

But after thinking about the scene when they were ruthlessly abandoned, I gave up this idea.

Looking at the three-way intersection ahead, the left side leads to a residential area, which is the home base of nearby competitors. There should not be much gain.

On the right is a building called a hospital. It is said that there are many evil things called viruses there, so there are not many people picking up garbage.

Putting away the water bottle, Babajus walked resolutely to the hospital.

It was just a virus, just a subordinate existence of the devil, so of course he was not afraid of it.

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