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Chapter 33 Bingyin Day, the Retrograde on New Year's Eve (1)

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    "The next day. Today is New Year's Eve. I don't have the courage to say to anyone that the New Year is reunited and the family is happy. Some people have lost their loved ones, and some families are no longer complete. In the past, having reunion dinners, New Year greetings, and grabbing red envelopes,  It's just going through the motions. I don't like to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and fireworks are not allowed. But this year, I miss the New Year's Eve that can go through the motions. On this night, many people choose to go retrograde into Wuhan. I don't know them, but I see them with wings on their backs.  It's bright and bright. I guess I should probably say, be healthy and safe, and next year will be even better."

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    Yu Wanfeng got up very early.

    Probably everyone was still in shock yesterday, so before eleven o'clock in the evening, they all fell asleep peacefully.

    Ding Hua didn't make trouble with Yu Wanfeng either.

    This is a good thing.

    Yu Wanfeng thought wickedly, it's better for Ding Hua to remain like this, still in shock, so that everyone can be quiet.

    She is cooking breakfast.

    ? At dinner last night, Shen Huaijin counted the number of people who needed breakfast, and everyone needed it except Lin Xiaowei, who turned day and night.

    In special times, we can only make do with it. Yu Wanfeng made a big pot of soybean milk powder, steamed some custard steamed buns, and spread out a few egg pancakes. That's about it.

    After steaming the milk yellow steamed buns, the hot air releases the aroma, and the kitchen is filled with the aroma of milk, which is sweet and pleasant.

    There are still five or six bags of steamed buns in the refrigerator, which should last for a week.

    A week later, I don't know if I can still eat such a rare thing.

    Thinking about this, Yu Wanfeng sighed, and said to herself, "It still smells like hot dry noodles!"

    What she was talking about was the red oil hot dry noodles outside her community. It is said that it has been open for more than 20 years, and everyone nearby loves it.

    Walk into any store in Wuhan that sells hot and dry noodles, and you will find that they all have different tastes.

    Every family's sesame paste is self-adjusted, this one has more oil, and that one has more salt.  That sauce is thick, this one is thin.

    The famous Cai Linji, sesame paste is famous for its "fragrance", but Yu Wanfeng thinks it is dry.

    Still the shop downstairs, with only the words "Red Oil Hot Dry Noodles" on it, is the best.

    For more than 20 years, the owner of the shop has been constantly adjusting the taste based on the feedback from the neighbors, which is naturally in line with people's wishes.

    The most suitable taste is the best.

    "I'm so pissed off! You're just a bastard! It's hard to make a fortune!"

    Shen Huaijin came back in a menacing manner.

    Shen Huaijin heard early in the morning that the owner of the small convenience store across the street bought some fruits and vegetables, so he went to buy some.

    Yu Wanfeng had already spread out the omelette, and seeing Shen Huaijin looking about to explode, he was puzzled: "Who messed with you?"

    "That's Boss Fu! The one on the opposite side! From the canteen!" Shen Huaijin poured out a glass of water from the water dispenser, and drank it in a hurry, gurgling.

    Yu Wanfeng understood after hearing what she said back and forth, and asked her: "That Boss Fu made a fortunedifficultto make money?"

    "That's right!" Shen Huaijin drank a glass of water, and the arrogance had not yet dissipated, "You said that a cabbage costs 70 yuan, two garlic sprouts sell for 40 yuan, and a bunch of vegetable sprouts sells for 50 yuan.  Do you sell vegetables to save money to buy a room in the school district of Evergrande?"

    Yu Wanfeng was startled: "Seventy yuan for a cabbage? More expensive than a chicken?!"

    Incredible.

    Although she and Shen Huaijin didn't grab cabbage yesterday, the prices of other vegetables in the supermarket are still the same as usual.

    Why did you fly into the sky after one night?

    "Yes! Seventy yuan!" Shen Huaijin said angrily, "It's a shame that his surname is Fu!"

    Yu Wanfeng was puzzled: "What's wrong with the surname Fu?"

    "You don't read novels? Aren't those CEOs who are so rich like a country all surnamed Fu? They spend money like dirt! Why is this man surnamed Fu so greedy for money!"

    Shen Huaijin had a plausible speech.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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