Gourmet Food Supplier
chapter-1410

The car stopped in front of a busy street. The front was brightly lit, and the sound of hawkers and diners was endless. It didn't look like it was midnight at all.

"Thank you," he said. Yuan Zhou paid the bill and then got off the car.

"You're welcome," The driver counted the money and drove away.

As soon as he got off the car, Yuan Zhou remembered to turn on his phone. At that time, Yin ya's text message came in. Looking at the text message, Yuan Zhou subconsciously typed,

[I rarely go out, so this is the first time I'm saying this.]

After writing the message, Yuan Zhou wanted to click "send," but when he found it was already 12:30 am, he gave up the idea.

"I'll post it in the morning so that I won't disturb her sleep. " Yuan Zhou thought in his heart. After saving the message, he walked towards the snack Street.

The more the night market was, the more common the double-skin milk could be found. Yuan Zhou walked into the street with such a mood.

The street was very lively with an endless stream of customers. There were a few people who spoke Mandarin or other local languages passing by, but most of them were still speaking Cantonese that Yuan Zhou couldn't understand, because this place was very far from downtown Guangzhou.

"That's right. I found a guide. This is a night market that the locals often come to." Yuan Zhou nodded his head inwardly and then started to observe the snack stalls on the side of the street seriously.

The back of the street was against the river, and the houses in front had some foreign architectural style. On both sides of the street, there were big flowers, crape myrtle, and bomon Guangzhou.

It just so happened that these two types of trees were at the right temperature and had large petals. The big flower, crape myrtle, was a big purple flower, and the Bombari tree was a particularly eye-catching red.

As the night wind blew some flower petals off, the surrounding dark and quiet night made the people who set up the stalls under the trees and the pedestrians seem like they were in a painting.

The painting was as beautiful as a painting. However, Yuan Zhou couldn't help sighing when he looked at the girls with short-sleeved shirts and shining white thighs on the street,""You should at least respect winter. The snow has passed, and the winter solstice is coming. It's not appropriate to wear short sleeves."

Yuan Zhou stretched out his hand and rolled up the sleeves of the long-sleeved sportswear. After that, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and continued to stroll around the stalls expressionlessly.

While listening to the totally different words, Yuan Zhou strolled around with the same expression. His target was the double-skin milk on the stall of a kind Auntie not far away.

There was a row of white porcelain bowls on a high-legged stool beside the Auntie. Inside the bowls was a double-skin milk that was as white and tender as tofu.

"A bowl of double-skin milk." Yuan Zhou went up and said.

"Okay, five Yuan for a bowl, even cash is fine." The Auntie passed a bowl and a spoon to Yuan Zhou deftly and then said.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou stretched out his hand and handed over 5 yuan. Then, he took the bowl and spoon and started to eat directly.

However, just like what the system had said, Yuan Zhou was indeed unlucky. After the first bite, the Granny's skin fragrance was quite strong. However, the excessive sugar made Yuan Zhou's sensitive taste sense a little unbearable. His face even twisted a little.

"No wonder there's no one here. Other places have people lining up in twos and threes." Yuan Zhou said inwardly.

However, the movement of his hand did not change, and he continued to invite her to drink a spoonful of double-skinned milk.

Halfway through the meal, Yuan Zhou couldn't help asking,""Auntie, do you usually eat this sweet?"

"That's right, that's right. Young man, do you think it's not sweet enough? do you want to add more sugar?" The Auntie immediately asked with a smile.

"No, thank you." Yuan Zhou refused immediately. At the same time, he turned around and finished the double-skin milk with big gulps. Then, he put down the empty bowl and left.

Having stepped on a mine for the first time, Yuan Zhou was much more cautious when he chose the double-skin milk next time. This time, he chose the double-skin milk that had a long line. When he ate it again, the sweet and gluttonous feeling was gone. The milk fragrance plus the faint sweetness, as well as the unique soft and tender texture of the double-skin milk, made the taste very good.

"It's delicious. " Yuan Zhou said.

"It's good that you like it. Do you want another bowl?" This time, the seller was a middle-aged man who asked with a good attitude.

"No, thank you." Yuan Zhou shook his head and said.

The street wasn't very long. Yuan Zhou found six stores that sold double-skin milk and one store that sold double-skin milk on a cart. He bought them one by one and had a try.

Of course, it was half-and-half for the good and the bad, so his luck wasn't too bad.

Having eaten a belly full of double-skinned milk, Yuan Zhou looked at the time and found it was only 2:30. Although he had eaten a lot of double-skinned milk, it was still a snack after all and could be eaten quickly. At this time, the hustle and bustle of the street was also slowly dissipating. The number of people and stalls were also decreasing.

"It's almost time. " Yuan Zhou put down the empty bowl and thought to himself.

This was the seventh bowl of double-skinned milk. As usual, Yuan Zhou ate it up without a single mouthful, although he was already very full.

"It's rare that I'm a little tired of eating something. " Yuan Zhou patted his belly without leaving any trace and walked towards the street.

As he was full, Yuan Zhou walked slowly along with some people who were packing up their stalls. There was a strange harmony.

"Today's a perfect day. I have a better way to make double-skin milk." Yuan Zhou thought contentedly.

"I heard that the most famous double-skin milk Guangzhou is from two families but in the future, there will be my family. I don't know if the Guangdong people will be happy if they know." Yuan Zhou thought so quite certainly.

Going to Rong city to drink double-skin milk ... He was looking forward to it.

With such a feeling, Yuan Zhou took a taxi for half an hour before a taxi arrived. When he got on the taxi, it was already 3:00 am.

Just like when he came, the snack Street where Yuan Zhou came from was an hour's drive away from the airport. When Yuan Zhou arrived at the airport, it was just 4:20 A. M., Which was only 50 minutes away from boarding.

"Fortunately, I've already collected my plane tickets and don't have any luggage. Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to make it in time." Yuan Zhou had just finished the security check and walked into the departure hall when he heard the ticket inspection of the plane he was on start. He couldn't help feeling lucky.

That's right. Yuan Zhou bought the earliest flight back to Chengdu at 5:10 am. This flight arrived at Chengdu at 7:20 am on time.

The flight back was 15 minutes earlier than the flight, which was out of Yuan Zhou's expectation. However, it was also good that the time was just right.

Although this was a trip that he could leave anytime he wanted, Yuan Zhou had checked the weather. The weather was fine and the plane arrived on time. Yuan Zhou got on the car that he had reserved. At 8:00 in the morning, Yuan Zhou had already washed up and changed into his daily Han Chinese clothing before opening the door of the restaurant.

"Today's breakfast is clear broth noodle soup. Nothing else is provided. " Yuan Zhou said to the customers entering the restaurant.

"Alright, clear broth noodle soup it is. I'll have a bowl of it." While stroking his small mustaches, Wu Hai looked at Yuan Zhou suspiciously and then said.

"By the way, boss Yuan, I didn't see you jogging today." A customer who lived nearby asked curiously.

"I knew something was wrong. You didn't run in the morning." Wu Hai immediately shouted.

"I was delayed by something." Yuan Zhou's voice came from the face mask and then continued.

Having arranged everything, Yuan Zhou forgot about the text message that he hadn't sent out. He didn't report that he was safe.

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