Hungry.

Very hungry.

The hungry Lin Yi finally got to rest for lunch.

Although learning is a brain labor and his brain consumes energy, he did not expect that he would be so hungry.

In order to have a meal soon, he did not queue up to get food in the cafeteria, but left the school gate and found a small restaurant.

The restaurant is not big and the price is not expensive, but there are not many people.

The restaurant is not about daily life for people of this era, but rather has a sense of ritual.

"Give a slice of meat and stewed with fresh freshness, and then a braised tofu, four taels of rice." Lin Yi shouted with his fingers passing through the handwritten menu.

"Class, how many of you are?" the boss and chef asked, holding greasy sleeves.

"I'm the only one."

"Just give me a dish, you can't eat it. Otherwise, I'll have a rice bowl. It's not wasteful if I can eat enough." The boss persuaded.

"Is it enough to eat? I'm very hungry."

"You wait."

Lin Yi waited for the rice bowl to serve, but found that it was a huge portion that was almost overflowing from the plate. After taking the first bite, he quickly took two more bites with a spoon.

The sauce penetrates the rice.

Smooth and tender slices of meat, paired with soft potatoes, and special-scented beans.

The three ingredients are mixed together and the taste is just right.

"It's delicious." The boss said with a smile.

"It's delicious." Lin Yi touched his round belly through his clothes.

"How much?"

"Sanmao."

Lin Yi finished the money and walked out of the store, and was sighing about the cheapness.

Of course, he left school during his precious lunch break, not just for dinner. He also had to go to the hardware store to buy a few hot and some accessories he needed.

Otherwise, when he gets off school, all these stores will be closed.

Lin Yixian bought three sets of hot and hot at the first store, and then bought all the accessories and equipment he needed in the second and third store.

Instead of carrying a big black plastic bag into the school, he went to the grocery store at the entrance of the school and bought two boards of chocolate. By the way, he asked the grocery store owner to help him save these things and asked him to help him buy ten yuan ribs.

The shop owner is very enthusiastic.

Lin Yi was not worried about having fewer things or losing them, or the ribs he bought were short of weight.

Although Chuncheng in this era has a large population and is considered a big city, its mobility is not high.

If you do something to be sorry to the buyer, you will have to close the business in a few days.

If you can open a store for half a year, you can assume that the store is honest and trustworthy.

As for not paying more for saving things and helping with errands, the reason is also very simple.

People here generally believe that buying goods is buying goods, and helping is help. Just buying services is troublesome to explain, and they are easily mistaken for intentional insulting personality.

It’s better to have less than more things. It’s better to buy some “luxury goods” like chocolate to solve the problem.

Lin Yi, who had disappeared for noon, returned to school. After a short nap, he began to study wholeheartedly.

In the morning, Zhang Babai thought Lin Yi was just pretending, and was only three minutes hot at most. He saw that Lin Yi was still very serious in the afternoon.

While I was shocked, I was also wondering if I should be serious. Although even if I study hard, I am likely to not be able to get into college, but I am working hard after all.

It would save me from being like my own father, and I always say, "If I had studied hard, I would have been admitted to university long ago. If I had worked hard, I would have become a foreman. If..."

Zhang Babai also wanted to be able to straighten his chest one day and say, "It is because I studied hard that I was admitted to the university and achieved success..."

Lin Yi's seriousness not only infected Zhang Babai. The female students who were either consciously or inadvertently had to look at her twice, and they couldn't help but study harder.

Even in the third class in the afternoon, the head teacher Bu appeared, and he felt that the atmosphere of the class had changed. He learned that there were some gangsters in the morning who came to Lin Yi to trouble him, and the idea of ​​Lin Yi's second dissuasion that he wanted Lin Yi to call his parents over unconsciously faded.

"Let's take a look..."

Teacher Bu thought to himself with a blue face.

School finally ended under the night.

Lin Yi usually walked for a while late.

Zhang Xinjia lingered in the classroom for a while, but did not talk to Lin Yi, but put a note on his desk and ran away.

Zhang Babai tried to see it, but Lin Yi glanced at him and gave up.

To listen to the story, I don't shivered.

The notes left by Zhang Xinjia did not have too many pink plots about love between children, but just asked him to cheer up and strive to get into college.

It is said that girls of the same age are more mature than boys of the same age.

Lin Yi rolled the notes into a ball, and thought, "This girl also knows that a happy life requires a material foundation.

What a pity... girls are not as fun as studying.

Come on! Learn from people!”

Lin Yi took out his black pocket and on the way back, he followed the agreement and said another paragraph of "Initial Text D".

When we got home, Lin’s father and mother Lin had not come back yet, and there was only a small foodie who was looking for it. They ran over with saliva, "Let's... Brother is back!"

Lin Yi rubbed the foodie's head, "Well, the ribs are back. I'll wait for you to make them."

Lin Yi first used the blended warm water and washed away all the blood.

Then, pour a lot of oil into the pot. When the oil temperature is low and the ribs are thrown in with water, they will not jump.

While waiting for the ribs to be fried, Lin Yi took out one and heated it up quickly, did some aging treatment, and put it back to the place he took out yesterday.

The remaining two are hot and need to continue to modify.

Although he wants to make money quickly, he will not come up with a lot of modified carburetor heaters at once.

First, winter is still long, so don’t worry.

Second, he and Guan Fei have only known each other for a day, and it is inevitable that they will cause trouble if they rashly put out too much.

One is too few, two is too many, and three is just right.

If he can't sell it, he can still sell it to others.

Fine water flows forever.

"A man, you have to be patient." Lin Yi stopped his sister, who had been drooling for two taels.

He took out the fried pork ribs first, waited for the oil temperature to rise, and performed a second refried.

The first time is to fry the meat at low temperature to remove the fishy smell from the meat. The second time is to fry the meat on the surface, to make it yellow, to increase the taste and appearance.

Remove the fried pork ribs and pour the excess hot oil into the jar.

Lin Yi put the rock sugar into a little base oil, turn off the heat, slowly melt the rock sugar, and fry it out of the sugar color.

Then, put the fried pork ribs into the pot, put them in star anise, bay leaves, tangerine peel and other spices, pour some water, cover the pot, and stew it.

Lin Ranran smelled the scent of the room and was almost greedy.

She pestered Lin Yi and said, "Brother, let me taste a little, just a little!"

Lin Yi waited for the soup to be slightly thicker, sprinkled some salt to taste, and picked up a piece for her.

She was so chewy, "It's so delicious! Brother, if you do this, it's delicious even if it's insole!"
Chapter completed!