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"Jiang Feng? Jiang Feng?"

Nan Leyao squatted beside Jiang Feng, brushed up her hair, and called softly.

"Woooooooo..."

It's a pity that Jiang Feng's darkened eye circles were like a curse that prevented him from waking up. No matter how he called, it was difficult to open his eyes.

It doesn't take a second to think about how he's gotten through the past few hours.

Nan Leyao looked out of the window, dawn had already broken in the sky.

Now, it is already past six in the morning.

In the early morning, she followed Jiang Feng's words and went back to her room to take a nap.

I was very sleepy at first, but my sleep was always very light, and I couldn't sleep peacefully.

It must be because he was too concerned about Jiang Feng's work, right?
So, she didn't even need an alarm clock, just a few hours later, she was awakened by a nightmare for no reason.

When he went downstairs to check the kitchen, he found Jiang Feng sitting slumped in a corner of the kitchen, sleeping deeply.

Nan Leyao couldn't bear to wake Jiang Feng up forcefully, so she simply brought a blanket from the living room and covered him carefully.

"Take a good night's sleep, hard work."

She smiled slightly at Jiang Feng.

Although Jiang Feng slept in a hurry, the whole kitchen was arranged in an orderly manner without any mess.

Nan Leyao looked around and found that all the ingredients for the "Shuangxian Frozen Sausage Filled with Soup" had been prepared.

Whether it is the thick soup that has been boiled and filtered, the seasoned and steamed surimi in bags, and the dried casings.

Next, all that remains is to "assemble" them together, and you're done!

Nan Leyao glanced back at Jiang Feng who was still asleep, and pursed her lips.

Quietly, an idea took root in her heart.

"Let me take over the next work, Jiang Feng."

"It's something only I can do."

Without further ado, Nan Leyao, who had made up her mind, began to make intensive arrangements.

Imitating Jiang Feng's every move, first fixed the casing, tied the other end tightly, poured two-thirds of the broth, and waited for them to gradually cool...

Then, use a piping bag to write each handwriting...

Concentrate on it, as if Jiang Feng was teaching behind him when he was writing on the rice paper last night.

Time passed by every minute, and beautiful frozen sausages were freshly baked under her hands.

After accumulating a certain amount, send them to the refrigerator and set them at low temperature.

The light outside the window grew brighter inch by inch until it fully illuminated the kitchen.

Nan Leyao, who had been sitting on a chair and working hard for several hours, finally stood up willingly and rubbed her tired eyes.

"Uh-huh……"

Jiang Feng in the dream met that young Bai Yueguang again.

At that time, Nan Leyao was standing in the breeze, under the willows, combing the hair on her shoulders with one hand.

Jiang Feng was thinking about taking a step forward, but the dream began to shatter before him.

"Sure enough, is it another dream?"

Jiang Feng's outstretched hand was slowly lowered.

Being able to realize this in a dream proves that he is about to wake up.

"Le Yao..."

Jiang Feng in reality was woken up by the dazzling beam of light that happened to come in from the window and hit his face.

As soon as he opened his sleepy eyes, the electric shock made him wake up immediately!
Oops!How long has he been asleep? ?

There are still piles of work that have not been done!

Jiang Feng slapped his head and was about to stand up in a hurry when he felt the warmth in his arms.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a warm blanket.

In the early morning, he fell asleep with the mood of taking a nap.

Didn't you remember that he came here with a blanket in his arms?
"Ah, Jiang Feng, are you awake?"

A soft, lazy female voice came into my ears from one side.

"Le Yao, what are you?"

As soon as Jiang Feng approached, he saw Nan Leyao, who had already accumulated a certain amount of frozen sausage.

He suddenly understood, including the blanket in his hand.

"It's you, when did you wake up?"

In Nan Leyao's eyes, there was fatigue visible to the naked eye.

But in the face of Jiang Feng's question, she still pretended to cheer up.

"Hmm, maybe it's early in the morning?"

"Lie, with this progress, at least four or five hours have to be done!"

Jiang Feng quickly glanced at the consumption of ingredients, and he knew how long Nan Leyao had been busy alone.

"Hey, it's not as exaggerated as you say..."

Nan Leyao said so, but joy had already appeared on her face.

Jiang Feng and Nan Leyao sat side by side, picking up one at random, and they were all of the same shape.

Not only the size is the same, but the jelly sausage is firm as a whole, which is very similar to making it yourself.

Especially the handwriting in it, let alone.

That was already at a level where blue is better than blue, and the writing in regular script makes people feel a little bit reluctant to speak!
"I did this for you without authorization, and I don't know how effective it will be."

Nan Leyao blinked, the thought of wanting to be rewarded had already been revealed through her eyes.

Jiang Feng smiled happily, and replied without any concealment: "If there is no accident, this new dish will definitely sell well at the stalls at night!"

"really?"

Nan Leyao rubbed her hands excitedly, feeling that no matter how tired she was, it was worth it.

"Don't blow it up, don't blow it, Liu Ming, the poker, Gao Neng ahead... Where did you learn these words?"

Looking at the handwriting in the frozen sausages, Jiang Feng asked with interest.

"Jiang Feng, don't you know? These are all popular memes on the Internet recently."

Nan Leyao said: "In addition to some famous short poems and idioms, I also tried to make these jelly sausages with popular vocabulary. Maybe it will be more popular among young people?"

"Of course! That's a great idea!"

Jiang Feng picked one up casually, and on it was a "mouse tail juice", which came from the popular Ma Baoguo's stem.

He could already foresee the scene of this new dish being looted by diners at the stall.

As for the taste, needless to say.

Just leave it for the evening and let the people who tasted it speak.

When Jiang Feng woke up, Nan Leyao's work was actually nearing completion.

It took nearly six hours to complete 1000 frozen sausages.

In terms of efficiency, it is simply extraordinary!

But then again, Jiang Feng still felt very distressed.

After all, only Nan Leyao can master the "craft" of writing in casings.

That is to say, if you want to make "Shuangxian Frozen Sausage Filled with Soup", you must involve Nan Leyao.

1000 copies, based on the minimum writing of four characters for each casing, there are a total of four thousand characters.

If this huge workload was all on Nan Leyao's body, Jiang Feng would feel bad about it.

Therefore, Jiang Feng had to consider——

Even if this snack can be sold in the night market, he will only sell it occasionally in the future.

"OK, Jiang Feng, the last one~"

Nan Leyao expertly tied the end of the frozen sausage, and then handed it to Jiang Feng.

"Thank you for your hard work. Let's go and have a good rest after I finish my lunch."

Jiang Feng faced Nan Leyao with a smile, and when he was about to take the frozen sausage——

"……What's wrong?"

Looking at Jiang Feng's suspicious eyes, Nan Leyao felt a little strange.

"Le Yao, you..."

Jiang Feng thought about it, and finally asked slowly: "Are you losing weight again?"