Idols are duplicity every day [Entertainment]

Before Bian Xinghuo agreed, the middle-aged man had already walked in front of the two of them, patted him on the shoulder and said cheerfully: "I haven't seen you for a few years, the young man has grown taller, but he is too thin, eat more, come often, uncle Do something for you to make up for your body."

After the words fell, the middle-aged man looked at Lu Jiaxi, and the person next door smiled and said, "This is your friend? Why are you wearing a mask? It's so hot outside. Hurry up and sit inside."

As he spoke, he turned around first, and walked towards the house with the two of them.

Lu Jiaxi's question was distracted, he didn't have a chance to speak again, he closed his mouth, and quietly followed Bian Xinghuo and the middle-aged man inside.

The yard is very large. Except for the tables and chairs at the door, there are many separated rooms inside. Although most of the rooms are closed, the sound of conversation and clinking glasses can be heard from inside.

Very lively, it can be seen that the business is very good.

The middle-aged man left a moderately sized room for the two of them. There was a square wooden table and four stools in the room, and the air conditioner had been turned on in advance.

He beckoned the two of them to sit down, and when he looked up, he saw Lu Jiaxi taking off his mask.

The young man still had some light makeup on his face, and his big black and beautiful eyes were looking at the room in front of him curiously.

A sigh came out of the middle-aged mouth: "Yoko, your friend is really beautiful. The young man is so energetic, no wonder he has to wear a mask. If you go out like this and be seen by those little girls, I'm afraid you won't be able to walk."

Lu Jiaxi, who was praised fiercely, withdrew his eyes from looking at the room, and a polite smile appeared on his face when facing the elders. Although he didn't speak, his face was two points redder than before.

Bian Xinghuo's gaze stayed on the young man's face for a while, then he raised his glasses to look at the middle-aged man and said, "Uncle He, let's serve the food first, this is my employer."

When Uncle He heard this, he quickly said, "So it's the employer. The young man is young and promising. Okay, okay, I won't talk about it. I'll go and serve you food. The kitchen has already prepared it."

Said that he didn't stay long, and left the room directly.

When the door was closed, the restraint on Lu Jiaxi's face disappeared, he pulled a stool and sat down, looked up at Xinghuo: "Don't you need to order?"

Bian Xinghuo sat down opposite him: "Business here is very good, and you usually have to make a reservation one day in advance, as well as ordering dishes. In order to ensure the freshness of vegetables and meat, Uncle He and the others buy them according to the predetermined quantity, so I bought them last night. On my own initiative, I ordered a few dishes for Mr. Lu."

One day in advance?

So this guy hasn't thought about leaving his house since yesterday?

There is an inexplicable feeling of being caught...

Lu Jiaxi was lost for a while, Bian Xinghuo had already picked up the small teapot at the side, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lu Jiaxi.

Seeing Lu Jiaxi looking over, he explained in a warm voice: "Barley tea, Uncle He and the others make it taste good."

Lu Jiaxi looked down at the tea in front of her.

The teacup is made of wood and looks a little old. The color of the teacup is too dark. Just looking at the water in the cup does not make any sense, but there is a faint fragrance wafting out.

Seeing Lu Jiaxi staring at the tea for a long time without drinking, Bian Xinghuo chuckled and said, "Mr. Lu, it's clean. Uncle He and the others have undergone regular disinfection."

Lu Jiaxi looked up at him, his eyes seemed to say "you don't need to talk too much".

However, after withdrawing his gaze, the young man didn't look at it any more, and took a sip of it. The mellow aroma of barley tea spread in his mouth, and Lu Jiaxi quite liked it.

He drank half a cup and put down his teacup, looked at Bian Xinghuo and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Yes, my nickname." Lu Jiaxi didn't need to say much, Bian Xinghuo answered the words naturally.

"Nick name..." Lu Jiaxi said softly, then suddenly stared at Bian Xinghuo for a while, and after a while, he looked away, and uttered two words: "I'm hungry."

Not like.

That child was more timid than anyone else, and he dared not speak out loud.

"soon."

Just as Bian Xinghuo finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

It was not Uncle He who came in. A young waiter was pushing a small trolley with many dishes in it. He brought three dishes and two bowls of rice to the table, and said, "Customers take it easy. Call us anytime if you don’t have enough food,” and pushed the others away.

Lu Jiaxi glanced at it casually, it was all his favorite food.

Two bowls of rice are not big, the size of a palm, obviously not enough for a grown man.

The rice was cooked like Bian Xinghuo cooked it last night, but with some black sesame seeds sprinkled on it, it smelled even more fragrant.

Lu Jiaxi was so hungry that he was almost grunting, so he was not polite, and directly stretched his chopsticks towards the sweet and sour pork ribs in front of him.

Very fragrant, the meat is very crispy.

The other two dishes are Chinese cabbage and braised prawns. The amount is not too much, just enough for two people.

Lu Jiaxi tasted every dish before picking up the bowl to eat formally.

After a few mouthfuls of food, he suddenly realized that the person opposite him hadn't moved yet, so he raised his head and took a look, which happened to meet Bian Xinghuo's eyes, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

Bian Xinghuo didn't touch the bowl or the chopsticks, he just sat upright and watched him leisurely.

Although through the glasses, Lu Jiaxi seems to be able to understand the meaning in his eyes - whether the food is good or not.

Just as he was thinking, Bian Xinghuo just opened his mouth: "Mr. Lu, how does it taste?"

Lu Jiaxi glanced at Bian Xinghuo who was smiling warmly, somehow felt that he was a bit like a kid who found something good and asked his family for praise.

The taste of the food is good, it is cooked lightly without losing the taste, it means that the business here will be good, but the restaurant business is more catering to the taste of the public, so he actually prefers the latter compared to the one made by Bian Xinghuo last night.

However, the young man smacked his mouth and said, "That's right, it's better than your cooking."

The author has something to say:

Ho Ho, two days of lazy Chinese New Year.

In addition, the epidemic has become more and more serious recently, and there are more and more cases. Everyone must take protective measures and pay attention to it. Jinjiang Literature and the author wish dear readers and friends: Happy and safe Spring Festival holiday!At the same time, I warmly remind everyone to wash their hands frequently, wear masks, ventilate more, and gather less." I wish you all a safe New Year~