Chapter 5848 (five thousand eight hundred and forty-eight) Dough
The man with brown hands said: "Then you try it."
"I can't keep looking at a certain place, right?" the gray-hand man said, "I still want to look at him."
The man with brown hands said, "I can do the rest. I'll watch him."
"Will it affect your ability to see tree beads if you keep looking at him?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said: "It will definitely distract some attention, but it won't have much impact."
"Is that equivalent to a division of labor?" asked the gray-handed man. "The division of labor seems to be worse than just now? I can't tell clearly. People like you and me still see things differently from others. We do. Can take care of more, so if people like you and I divide the work, it may not be as good as two people taking care of everything at the same time? "
The man with brown hands said: "Probably, what if you pay more attention to the place above the tree beads? It seems that for people like you and me, doing this deliberately doesn't make much sense?"
"It's hard to say, then I'll just do what I did before and don't do anything deliberately?" said the man with gray hands.
"Okay, it's up to you." The brown-handed man said.
"These words sound really strange and comfortable." The gray-handed man said.
"It must be strange. If it were before, I would probably choose what you want to do for you." The man with brown hands said, "If you don't want to, I will express my dissatisfaction."
The man with gray hands said: "Let's talk about the past again."
The man with brown hands said: "It's normal to always think about it."
The gray-hand man said: "I see changes."
"Where?" asked the man with brown hands.
"The area above the tree bead." The gray-handed man said, "A vertical path appeared in that green area."
"That's not what I see." The brown-hand man said. "It seems that I can see changes this time. Are there other colors in the green?" the brown-hand man asked.
"No," said the man with gray hands. "What kind of vertical tunnel is that?" asked the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands replied: "The vertical road looks like scratched marks. It can be said that it looks like scratches."
"What kind of scratches?" the brown-hand man asked again.
The man with gray hands said, "What am I telling you? Do you remember that one time we saw a chef in a restaurant making noodles?"
"Remember," said the man with brown hands, "not only did he knead the dough, but he also used a rolling pin to roll the mixed dough into a big piece."
The gray-handed man said: "What's next?"
"She cut it with a knife," said the brown-hand man.
"Did you remember to cut it?" the gray-hand man asked.
"The noodles were not separated," said the brown-hand man. "She actually just used a knife to make a few cuts on the large piece of dough. The scratches were not very deep, but they were not cut through."
The man with gray hands said: "Yes, it was not cut through, but are there any marks after the knife scratched the middle piece of dough?"
"Yes." The man with brown hands said, "It's the kind of mark that the knife scratched. Is that the mark that appeared on the green patch you saw?"
"It's not exactly the same, just very similar." Gray Hand Man said, "After all, the green patch feels different from the dough patch, but I think it's okay to use the dough patch we saw that time as an analogy. of."
The man with brown hands said, "Is it straight?"
"Straight. Moreover, every scratch is parallel." The gray-handed man said, "The green patch is divided into green strips."
The man with brown hands asked: "Are the green strips on both sides of each scratch the same width?"
"I think they should be the same." The gray-handed man said.
(End of chapter)