My restaurant connects to another world

"Pharaoh, you said, why doesn't the store manager open the front door?" The takeaway asked his companion curiously.

"How are you doing so many things, the manager gave me a lot of commissions, and doing this trip today is enough for my usual salary of more than half a month." Pharaoh took a cigarette, and he still had three orders, each The orders each ordered 100 skewers of grilled squid.

"Isn't it? I was sent directly to the villa area next to Dianchi Lake on that trip. It's magnificent." The only girl also walked in and put the takeaway box on the floor, breathing for a breath.

"Hey, let me say that the grilled squid here is delicious, I couldn't help but buy a bunch." A fat man picked up the packed takeout box, patted his stomach, and then went out.

"That's true. I smelled the smell. It's really delicious." The other person couldn't help swallowing, especially when he just went to deliver the food, the customer took the grilled squid and ate it directly. When he got up, the smell made him hungry.

"I'm not going to eat it. I ate buns and soy milk at noon. It was quite full." Old Wang smiled and picked up the takeaway box.

"Old Uncle Wang is very hard, so hard work. Originally today was his day off, and he specially came to deliver food." The girl stretched out on the table, and she was really exhausted today.

"I heard Old Uncle Wang said that his son is in college and costs two thousand a month for living expenses." The fat man also interjected.

"Okay, I'm all right, everyone, I'll go one step ahead." The one who spoke at the beginning also picked up the takeaway box and left. Before he left, he glanced at the front door of the restaurant. This kind of lock

Thinking of Chen Ze’s income today, he couldn’t help squeezing his fists. The wealth was touching.

Chen Ze slumped on the chair. He was so tired as a dog today. He was grilling squid all day. If he hadn't prepared ice sea chestnut rice in advance, Chen Ze might have to increase his labor today.

"I won't open the door today. It's almost exhausting me." Chen Ze twisted his neck, then took out his phone and took a look. Today, there is a large amount of income on WeChat.

If you add cash, it would be even more, but Chen Ze had to deposit the cash in the bank, otherwise it would be inconvenient to use.

Chen Ze stood up and went to the kitchen to open the brine pot and took a look. The color of Edman's wild boar's tail seemed to have changed a little, and he didn't know when he could take it out for cooking.

Chen Ze took out his mobile phone and took a look. It was already 6:30 in the afternoon. Chen Ze's grilled squid was all sold out, and Moonlight Mushroom was used.

"Fortunately, I ate the animation effects myself, otherwise I would be really busy today." Chen Ze sighed, then put on a coat and went out.

May 1st, this is a laborer’s holiday, but for China Land, it means that summer is officially here.

There are many things to eat in summer, but the indispensable must be cold drinks and fruits, and among them, the watermelon in the fruit is synonymous with summer.

In the hot summer, in the shade, cut the iced watermelon and eat it with a spoon. The rustling watermelon still feels cold and sweet. This is Chen Ze's memory of summer.

Chen Ze walked on the streets of Riyue City. There were a lot of pedestrians, but they all wore masks. Chen Ze did not go to see the hotly dressed beauties, but walked directly to the fruit stand.

"Boss, how do you sell watermelons?" Chen Ze looked at the watermelon in front of him. It was a local watermelon in Yun Province, not a variety of melons like Heimei.

"Seven yuan per kilogram." The boss seems to be a farmer, and he is smoking a hookah.

Chen Ze took a picture of watermelon. Generally speaking, you can take a picture when you buy watermelon. Listen to the sound to know if the watermelon is ripe.

And Chen Ze also studied how to choose a sweet watermelon.

Generally speaking, you can first look at the texture of the watermelon. The texture is not messy, and there is no branching watermelon that is a good watermelon. Chen Ze immediately matched the two.

However, Chen Ze didn't rush to buy it. Instead, he picked up the watermelon and looked at the navel circle at the bottom of the watermelon, and then picked the one with the smallest navel circle and the greenest color.

"Boss, that's it." Chen Ze was quite satisfied. The melon of this watermelon is also curved, which fits Chen Ze's image as a good watermelon.

The boss walked over to take a look, and couldn't help but glance at Chen Ze, "Oh, expert."

Chen Ze smiled and waved his hand, "I just read some little knowledge on the Internet."

The boss smiled and nodded, and then weighed it out. Finally, the watermelon cost Chen Ze 36 yuan.

"Boss, do you keep this melon ripe?" Chen Ze suddenly wanted to peel it.

The boss was taken aback for a moment, but he reacted immediately and took out a sign from the car with the classic line of Sun Honglei on it.

"Don't worry, you will definitely be familiar, even if Liu Huaqiang comes, he will give a thumbs up!" The boss smiled cheerfully.

Chen Ze gave a thumbs up, and then went back with his watermelon.

Chen Ze took out the kitchen knife, split the watermelon in the middle, and put it on the table, put half of the watermelon in the refrigerator, and Chen Ze planned to make watermelon juice for himself.

Regarding watermelon, there has always been a rumor that the watermelon is the sweetest, but Chen Ze himself has eaten it many times and feels that the sweetness is about the same, but because there are not so many meridians in the middle, it feels more sweet to eat.

Chen Ze picked up the spoon and took a spoonful, then swallowed it.

"Sure enough, it makes sense on the Internet, and the taste is really sweet." Chen Ze exhaled contentedly.

This little knowledge on the Internet is good, but you can’t check the symptoms, because I want to write a suicide note after I check it.

Chapter One Hundred Thirty Two

Chen Ze yawned, what should I do if I am overworked?Generally Chen Ze chose to sleep, but because it was still early today and Chen Ze planned to make watermelon juice, he insisted on staying in the kitchen.

Watermelon juice, Chen Ze thinks that you can basically make it with your hands. At most, you need to match it with a juicer. But that's how it is said, but if you want to make it well, you still need to be a little serious. .

Chen Ze dug out the pulp and then removed the watermelon seeds with a toothpick. Although the current juicer also has the function of filtering debris, Chen Ze obviously does not want to do this.

After all, no matter how you filter the debris, the watermelon seeds are stirred and shredded in it, and the taste of the watermelon juice will also be mixed into the taste.

After removing the watermelon seeds, Chen Ze put the remaining pulp into the juicer and then turned on the switch.

Chen Ze held his chin and looked at the juicer. He suddenly remembered something. When he was young, he went to see his grandpa and ate a very unique garlic at his grandpa's house.

Unlike black garlic, the garlic that Grandpa pickled himself is more unique. Chen Ze can't remember, but he still remembers that it seems to be sweet garlic.

"Although sweet garlic feels a bit strange, I remember that I did eat it before, but I can't remember the specific taste." Chen Ze shook his head, then took a cup and began to pick up the watermelon juice.

Half a watermelon contributed two glasses of watermelon juice to Chen Ze. Chen Ze did not drank it in a hurry, but put it in the refrigerator.

In the hot summer, what is more comfortable than drinking a sip of cold juice?

"Sleep to sleep, I almost vomit when I'm tired today" Chen Ze stretched, then went upstairs to wash and sleep.

That night, Chen Ze was asleep, and then two uninvited guests came to his restaurant.

"Are you sure it is this restaurant?" Two men wearing masks and knitted hats squatted under a tree not far away, discussing in a low voice.

"I'm sure, I'm here today to deliver food. Good guy, this shopkeeper has a cash of around 100,000 today." Under the moonlight, the young man who was still delivering food in Chen Ze during the day nodded and looked. It's full of greed.

"That's okay, it's done we are 50-50, I can go to heaven and earth to find a few girls to have a good time." Another man with a fierce face smiled, and then took out his tools of crime from his arms.

"Are you sure it's okay? Know that this is a downtown area." The young man frowned. The downtown area means crowded people. Although they picked it up at three o'clock in the morning, they didn't have much time to unlock.

"Don't worry, I can open the lock you showed me at will." The middle-aged man was very confident, and then walked over as usual, fiddled with his own things a few times, but the door didn't respond at all.

"Can you do it?" The young man stood behind him, looking around from time to time, for fear of a few people coming out.

"No problem, I just made a mistake." The middle-aged man, who was a little bit frustrated, took a lot of seriousness, and then opened the lock.

But the middle-aged person feels that something is wrong the more he opens it. The lock of this small door is a very ordinary old-fashioned lock. According to his experience, it can be opened in 15 seconds at most, but no matter how he tries now, he just can't find the lock inside. eye.