A Simple Divination, Confession And Punishment

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As the sun sets, its afterglow shines on the majestic classical red gate of Temple Street. Stalls are set up one after another, and as colorful neon signs light up, the bustling sound of people seems to inject another kind of vitality into Temple Street.

　　There were bursts of noise coming from the kitchen of Chu Ji Feng Shui Shop.

　　Two girls stood in front of the stove, one in front and one behind.

　　Chu Yuening rolled up her sleeves and stirred the sago in the casserole with a spoon.

　　Small bubbles appeared in the casserole, and gradually the white sago turned transparent.

　　Chu Yi stood by with a notebook in hand, taking notes carefully. Her bright almond eyes curiously leaned in to look at the sago and exclaimed, "Wow, it's really not overcooked even when I cooked it according to my sister's method."

　　"So, you have to strictly control the temperature in the future." Chu Yuening saw that the temperature was almost right, so she turned off the stove and covered the casserole.

　　"Also, the ratio of coconut milk to milk must be made strictly according to the ratio I told you."

　　Making sugar water is not like other things, such as milk and rock sugar. A little more will make it greasy, and a little less will make it tasteless.

　　"I don't know why you suddenly want to learn how to make sugar water."

　　Chu Yi laughed: "It's because my sister's sweet soup is so delicious. You can't find another one in Hong Kong. As the sister's younger sister, I'm so grateful."

　　She patted her chest confidently, "I must make my sister's store bigger and stronger! In the future, I will make Chu Ji Tang Shui independent, and then open stores all over Hong Kong, no! All over the world!"

　　"I want people all over the world to be able to drink my sister's secret recipe for making sweet soup!"

　　The light shone on the girl, she was still wearing a school uniform, a white shirt with a doll collar, and a light blue pleated skirt that wrapped her waist tightly. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail, with the broken hair falling on both sides of her face, and her almond eyes were full of pride and ambition.

　　As time goes by, Chu Yi has become more graceful.

　　Chu Yuening smiled and said, "Okay, as long as you are willing to learn, I can teach you everything."

　　She didn't think it was a big deal. Now that she had joined the police force to help, she would inevitably have to go on missions sometimes.

　　Chu Yi learned that she could help.

　　At this time, Wei Yanlin pushed open the door of the Feng Shui shop, his red hair standing up like a broom, wearing a loose Taoist robe, and came in carrying two large bags of lunch boxes with a smile on his face.

　　"Come, come, come and have dinner!"

　　Chu Yi came out first, and immediately saw Wei Yanlin's upturned broom head. Her pretty eyebrows furrowed with disgust on her face, "Brother Yanlin, what's wrong with your head? It feels like you can sweep the floor if you turn it upside down."

　　"What do you mean by sweeping the floor? Just because you're young doesn't mean you don't understand fashion."

　　Wei Yanlin laughed and scolded, first placed the meal on the fortune-telling table, then went to the kitchen to bring out a small square table that he had used for stalls before, took the vegetables out of the bag, and arranged them one by one.