Chapter 119 Who is the master?
The technician opened the window and brought the cat in.

"Aren't you Taoist Yu's cat? How come you climbed so high? Aren't you afraid of falling?"

The technician quickly called Yu Ning.

At this time, Yu Ning was already on the way to the night market. When she heard the cat climbing up the pipe, she was so angry that she lost control of her expression.

"Please put your phone on speaker."

Although the technician didn't understand what it meant, he still did it.

"Did I tell you not to run around?"

"Meow!" He didn't run away, he climbed up.

"You're still talking back? Stay in the technical department! I'll pick you up when I get back! Don't climb down by yourself, or I'll stew you into a cat meat hot pot!"

"Meow!" Haha, can you bear with that?

"You can try it!"

After Yu Ning finished training the cat, her voice returned to her usual polite tone, "Officer Wang, thank you for your help. I'll bring you some snacks when I get back."

"Don't be so polite - did you just talk to it?" The technician felt very incredible.

This question-and-answer process will give him a feeling that humans and cats can really communicate.

"Well, my cat is very well behaved and doesn't poop or pee anywhere. Please take care of it for me for an hour."

Yu Ning hung up the phone and became angrier the more she thought about it.

"Rebellious, so rebellious!"

"Pfft!" Mo Xiaokui laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at you because you only have mood swings when you're with your cat. That's when you're most like a young person."

Yu Ning is in a stable state most of the time, as if he is able to remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him or look away even when a deer appears on his left.

Only when I'm with her cat do I have some emotional ups and downs.

“You and your cat are like a family.”

"Having such a rebellious family member gives me a headache." Yu Ning decided to go back and do some ideological work on him so that he wouldn't go against her will.

Xiao Kui was right, Heimei was her most important family member, and she couldn’t imagine what her life would be like without Tianmao.

The night market has arrived.

Xiao Kui went straight to the stinky tofu stall, as she had heard that the stinky tofu here was famous.

When I arrived at the stall, I saw the stall owner taking semi-finished stinky tofu out of a plastic bag and preparing to put it into the oil pan, which immediately disappointed me.

It was because the takeaway was pre-prepared food that she wanted to come to the night market to experience the aroma of the food being cooked in a wok. As a result, the snacks were also semi-finished products.

"Let's go, let's go to another one."

Xiao Kui dragged Yu Ning around the night market.

There are quite a lot of internet-famous snacks, but most of them are semi-finished products. There are also many people shooting videos with their mobile phones, some of them are recording their lives, and some are internet celebrities who come to shoot jokes.

The two girls also met a training group from an internet celebrity incubation base. There were a dozen anchors wearing similar clothes and makeup, doing live broadcasts and recorded broadcasts. There were dedicated people to explain how to gain followers and increase traffic.

"Why do I feel like everything comes from an assembly line? Just like these pre-prepared dishes." Xiao Kui finally found a food stall that serves stir-fried spicy crayfish.

Sitting inside, watching the Internet celebrity training group outside. The same outfits, the same rhetoric, and the similar videos are like eating the same pre-made meals.

"My mother always told me to eat well and live seriously. How come even eating well has become a luxury now?"

"Pre-prepared meals can speed up the serving time and are more suitable for capitalists to make money." Yu Ning's words have stirred up a hornet's nest among foodies.

Xiao Kui slapped the greasy table and made an impassioned speech.

"The capitalists take the money, and the workers suffer! Do workers not want to eat freshly cooked food? Workers have no choice!
It’s okay for night market stalls to use pre-prepared meals to save costs, but why are restaurants and hotel chains also using pre-prepared meals?

The cost savings they made were not passed on to consumers!
So, low-income groups should eat non-nutritious pre-prepared meals and watch non-nutritious internet celebrities?
The body is empty from eating, the mind is empty from looking, and the wallets that are full are from who knows which dogs! "

This shout successfully attracted the diners' attention, and two men passing by cast malicious eyes at her - probably thinking that Xiao Kui was drunk and talking nonsense.

Yu Ning glared back at her calmly.

The two men were glared at by Yu Ning, but instead of backing down, they walked straight towards the table.

"Where did you get these two little sisters? How much did you drink? Do you want to have a drink with your brother?"

Yu Ning stood up, picked up the empty wine bottle from the next table and put it on the table. Under the puzzled looks of the two men who were trying to strike up a conversation with her, she slashed with her knife.

The wine bottle shattered and made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground.

"I didn't hear what you said clearly. Can you say it again?" Yu Ning asked expressionlessly.

The two men were frightened by her strength and dared not talk to her anymore. They said sorry and fled.

Because of this little episode, Xiao Kui's indignation cooled down a little. After being angry, the little angry man felt deeply powerless.

"When I was a kid, I traveled around China with my dad doing renovation work. We went to many places. There weren't so many cars on the road then. Any food stall, even the cold noodles that cost 2 yuan a bowl, were made by the stall owner himself. All the food stalls were made by the stall owner himself."

Every city has its own flavor.

They are the young couple making cold noodles on the roadside, the old lady making mutton wontons in front of the door, and the chefs with different specialties in the restaurant.

But now, when you go to different cities, there are only a few chain restaurants in the food courts, and the pre-prepared dishes make their taste similar no matter which city you go to.

The pace of life is fast, but the memories of the city in my heart are vague and fuzzy.

"It has become what it is now because of a combination of factors. Perhaps it's because the pace is too fast. The people who eat have no choice, and the people who cook have no choice either."

Yu Ning looked towards a corner of the night market.

An old lady was selling handmade jelly at her stall, and most of her customers were middle-aged and elderly people.

Jelly is made purely by hand, lacking technology and hard work. The taste of the food itself can no longer cater to the taste buds of young people who have been numbed by flavors and technology.

If stall owners want to survive, they have to choose pre-prepared meals that are cheaper and faster.

In this era where everyone is pursuing speed, those who do things seriously not only have to face competitors who are constantly overtaking them, but also have to endure self-anxiety and loneliness.

"Suddenly I thought of the Fifth Young Master. They are so similar!" Xiao Kui thought of Lin Jun and took out her cell phone to send him a message.

Lin Jun was suffering from "pig addiction" at this time.

He was hungry and wanted to eat everything. His hands even touched the bag, so he took a bite of beef jerky. He wouldn't get fat with one bite, right?
Xiao Kui's message came in at this time, and Lin Jun took a look at it.

A smiling little sunflower avatar sent him an emoticon of encouragement.

Lin Jun suddenly wasn’t hungry anymore. He retracted his hand from touching his bag and started doing push-ups on the spot.

One of Fatty and him must die today!
He wants to let this body know who is the master!