As the feeding time approached, Guo Jia also came back to help, and Wang Yong gave Liu Li an hour to go back to pack his bags. Of course, I also brought him a pot helmet back.

"At noon, eat this?" Guo Jia looked at the pot helmet curiously, it was the first time he had seen such a big and thick dough cake. Or maybe before the shopkeeper 'invented' pasta, he had never seen such a big food.

Fortunately, this is not the kind of super-thick and super-large in Shaanxi or Gansu, otherwise it is estimated that Wang Yong would have doubted whether Guo Jia could hold it. Even now, it seemed like she had a bit of a hard time holding it.

"I still need to keep exercising!" Wang Yong shook his head, what should I do if I don't have enough strength to learn to cook? A lot of Chinese cuisine is basically related to wrist strength, especially the pot, which requires not only strength, but also enough stamina.

Otherwise, the firepower is unevenly distributed, and no matter how good the knife work and seasoning are, it is estimated that he will be an intermediate chef in this life.

"Sorry......" Guo Jia did not become confident because of her appearance, the character of 'shy' seems to be imprinted in her genes, even if Wang Yong is actually ridiculing, she will think that this is disgusting, and then instinctively apologize.

"Learn to be a little more confident, you haven't done anything wrong!" Seeing this, Wang Yong comforted him. If conditions permit, I should touch her head, but this is just cooking, and her hands are oily, so it is naturally difficult to stain other people's hair.

Chefs, in fact, this is the case, the smell of oily smoke, many women don't want to be chefs, and there is also this reason.

"Yes......" Guo Jia lowered his head shyly and replied weakly, with a slight joy in his tone.

Around forty minutes, Liu Li came back and brought some of his personal belongings. It could be seen that she was back in a hurry, and when she returned to the store, she was still out of breath. Just looking at him half-squatting, his mouth slightly open, his cheeks slightly ruddy, and his sweaty appearance, it is hard to imagine that he is a man.

"Wow...... Liu Li, are you really a boy? Guo Jia couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this, "It's even cuter than many girls!" ”

"I'm a boy!" Liu Li replied affirmatively, "My father has always placed high hopes on me, hoping that I can make achievements that surpass women as a man!" ”

Actually, what your father said about his achievements, not even appearances...... Wang Yong complained in his heart.

"Worry-free, what's good to eat at noon?" A familiar voice came from outside the door, and several familiar figures walked into the store, and it seemed that the yamen was the lower ...... It seems to be a little early.

"Why did you get off so quickly?" Wang Yong asked curiously.

"Meng De said, in the future, the time of the government will be advanced, and we will have lunch in half an hour." Cao Ren said with a smile.

"In other words, from today, we will officially change to a three-board system! Of course, Meng De also asked me to tell Wu Wu that the yamen is still only responsible for providing two meals! Cheng Yu walked in slowly.

"So, I'm going to have to hurry up in the future, or you'll run out of lunch!" Wang Yong nodded in understanding.

"So, what's delicious today?" Xun Yu's head was exposed.

"Eat pot helmet today, three pieces per person, a bowl of soup, and a small plate of mustard!" Wang Yong replied.

"Mustard?" Many people seem to have heard this term for the first time and are a little curious.

"It's kohlrabi, I bought some before and pickled it." Wang Yong replied.

"The problem is this ......" Xun Yu slapped the table directly, "This is no different from the steamed buns in the morning!" If you want to say it's worse than steamed buns, it's hard! ”

Obviously, someone who has been eating steamed buns for three days has concentrated his resentment on the steamed buns on the pot helmet.

"You can eat this with dipping sauce, or you can cut a hole and eat it with the mustard in the middle! Trust me, the experience is very different! Wang Yong said slowly.

Xun Yu didn't speak, just tried it silently. When he ate the mustard in the pot, he felt that the taste was okay, but the satisfaction in his heart still had nowhere to vent, and he continued to complain: "The dough is too hard!" ”

"So you can consider tearing the pot helmet into small pieces and soaking them in the soup until they are soft before eating. This soup is a beef bone broth I boiled early in the morning, with carrots and water chestnuts added to it, and it is very sweet! Wang Yong naturally has countermeasures.

"Yan, don't be so unreasonable, the method given by the shopkeeper can indeed make the pot helmet much more delicious." Cao Cao, who arrived at the end, was a little overwhelmed, and reminded him directly.

"It's just that I always feel that I can't satisfy my heart......" Xun Yu could only sit down when he heard this, and said aggrievedly while trying to make soup to eat.

"With the current resources in the kitchen, I can only give this kind of food, but!" Wang Yong looked at Xun Yu, "If you are willing to add a little twenty yuan, I can provide a bowl of oil tea, or add ten yuan in exchange for a bowl of pimple soup, you can soak the pot helmet with oil tea, or pimple soup to eat!" ”

The so-called bubble oil tea is nothing more than camellia steamed buns, a common traditional snack in Shaanxi. Camellia oleifera is directly boiled with peanut dregs, sesame seeds, and flour, as for peanut dregs, it was brought over by Wen Ming about half an hour ago, and Wang Yong had already asked him to help buy some earlier. At the same time, there are also four hens that have arrived, which have been raised in the chicken pen.

"Worry-free, are you waiting for me?" Xun Yu looked at Wang Yong meaningfully.

"Not really!" Guo Jia walked out with oil tea, "The food cost of the canteen is fixed every day!" Two pot helmets, such as soup and mustard, just reach this amount, if there are more, there is no way to go through the account! ”

It seems that when talking to Xun Yu, Guo Jia will not stutter, and he is really the object of opening his heart.

After a pause, he smiled and said, "But this bowl, count me as if I invited you!" ”

"Fate, it's really your best! I'm sorry before, but we're good friends, right? Xun Yu suddenly grabbed Guo Jia's hands with emotion, and said with tears in his eyes.

"Of course, we've always been good friends!" Guo Jia also replied, and the previous crack was immediately repaired.

"I see...... The shopkeeper is really bad-hearted. Cheng Yu looked at the 'performance' of the three of them, and smiled meaningfully, "That can't be helped, shopkeeper, bring me a bowl of oil tea too!" ”

Not only Cheng Yu, but also a bowl of oil tea if he had the conditions, and he smelled the fragrance of peanuts and sesame seeds from afar, and instinctively wanted to taste it. The facts did not disappoint them, after soaking the pot helmet in the oil tea to soften, scooping it up with a spoon and eating it, the taste is indeed very good, and it is easy to eat.

The really depressed is Dian Wei, she didn't have much money, she ate for five people, and she only worked for a few days, if there was no local tyrant to entertain her, she naturally couldn't eat delicious food. But fortunately, she cares more about whether she can fill her stomach than whether it is delicious.

"This bowl is my treat!" Wang Yong held a bowl of oil tea and put it beside Dian Wei, "Pure friendship sponsorship!" ”