Liuxiang

It has been snowing all day outside, and the snow on the ground has accumulated up to the ankles. It is night, and there are not many people in this food alley. In the restaurant, hearing the faint voice from the next door, he sighed very sadly.

In just a few days, why did the shop next door that specializes in dark cuisine suddenly have customers?

Is everyone's sense of taste collectively out of order?

It's a whole week's night after hot and sour soup.

Yi Baitang casually put the last dish on the table, and immediately picked up a white cardboard sign that said "Today is late, no more guests" and hung it on the door.

Three-quarters of the seats in the small restaurant were occupied, and one of the guests sitting at the bar was an old amateur calligrapher. When he saw Yi Baitang's handwriting, he sighed with emotion: "The little boss's handwriting is really beautiful!"

"I've been practicing cooking together for 20 years." Yi Baitang replied.

"It seems that you really like practicing calligraphy." The old calligrapher was delighted to see Lie Xin.

"It's not interesting, it's just to pass the time." Yi Baitang didn't turn his head.

"Uh……"

The people around suddenly burst into laughter.

Sitting in the middle, Wang Zhenjiang was drinking cold beer. It was snowing outside, the heating was turned on inside, and there was a can of beer that was chilled just right. These days were leisurely and leisurely.

He said to his friends: "Okay, the little boss has this personality. When you come to the restaurant, what about calligraphy? Let's talk about cooking! Hurry up, the last prize is about to be drawn today, everyone bet on the table, no regrets , Lao Li ordered a pot of boiled beef, what will he eat in the end? Is it sweet and sour beef, or lemon beef, or fried steak, or radish stewed beef?!"

"No, no, there are no dark dishes here besides lemon beef! What a lack of imagination!"

"Old Li is out of luck. Old Wang, I think it's better for you to say more about two different dark dishes, such as beef mash, which will become mushy after one bite, hahaha."

"Don't say that, Lao Li has been unlucky for a week in a row. We come here every other week. If you are lucky, you can eat three delicious meals. If you are unlucky, you can also eat a delicious meal. Lao Li He came the most frequently and ate the worst, hahahaha, no wonder he is a man who bought lottery tickets for ten years but couldn’t even win five yuan, he is absolutely extraordinary.”

"enough!"

The man named Lao Li roared loudly.

They are more or less friends of Wang Zhenjiang. Ever since they heard about Wang Zhenjiang, they have come to support Yi Baitang one after another. They really fell in love with this place after coming and going. From time to time, they used this small shop as a meeting place for their brothers. After a long time, I got acquainted with the sporadic guests around me. After a week, this place is no longer a restaurant with few people, but a leisure place where laughter erupts from time to time.

After a roar, the restaurant suddenly fell silent.

Lao Li calmed down the situation without looking at others, muttered to himself, rubbed his hands together, and said "Good Luck, Amen" devoutly a hundred times, then used the magic dragon's shadowless hand, and opened the cover with lightning to cover the cauldron. iron cover!

The tender meat rises and falls in the red soup, and the strips are green and white, and the spots are soft and white. A beautiful boiled beef appears in the eyes of everyone in the restaurant.

Emotions came one after another.

"Cultivate into a positive result, cultivate into a positive result."

"The little boss is working hard."

"Eating a whole week of dark food just for this night, it's worth it!"

"Taste it quickly, don't dawdle, tell us what it tastes like after you taste it!"

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahahaha, brothers, he decides the cooking and food. Today's luck is my roost, let it go, let it go, hahahahaha!"

Lao Li laughed beamingly again. After showing off to everyone, he picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of beef into his mouth.

A moment of silence.

The rest of the people couldn't hold back, and they all spoke:

"What's the matter? Tell me about the smell?"

"Looking at such a normal dish, based on the boss's habits, I don't believe it tastes bad."

"That's right, this pot of boiled beef is definitely the most normal and delicious thing today."

"Don't be foolish, if you don't say anything about the taste, we'll just grab it!"

The last sentence came out just now, and Lao Li, who had eaten the beef, "swished" and shed two lines of tears.

Everyone was startled.

While weeping, Lao Li slowly opened his mouth:

"It's so delicious, so amazing, too spicy, so refreshing! The beef melts in my mouth. I've never eaten beef like this. I feel like nothing I've eaten before is not beef. It's all fucking ox dregs..."

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and while recalling with emotion, he slowly stretched out his chopsticks, ready to grab the next piece of beef.

But at this time, the chopsticks swarmed like raindrops, and all the people sitting near Lao Li joined in the grabbing at the same time. Lao Li saw that the chopsticks were flying in front of him, and he became anxious immediately, shouting furiously : "Stop it! This is my boiled beef, mine!"

"Silly, those who see have a share. I saw you say that when you snatched delicious food from others before."

The rest were contemptuous.

Wang Zhenjiang is also one of the people who despise Lao Li, but he still remembers something serious. While scrambling for food, he didn't forget to face the bar. Behind the bar, the idle Yi Baitang said: "Little boss, I think your store is also a little bit thoughtful. Anyway, there are customers, do you plan to change to a bigger store?"

"Do you want to change to a bigger store?"

Shang Huaiyan, who came in from the outside, just heard this sentence, and immediately laughed.

His entry brought a gust of cold wind to the room, and the hot atmosphere cooled down slightly. When the guests turned around, they saw the big boss, who was always wearing different high-order clothes, took off his jacket and shook the snowflakes that fell on his shoulders. Then hang the long coat with the scarf on the coat rack in the corner of the bar.

Speaking of which restaurant will deliberately put a coat rack in the corner, just to hang clothes, hats and scarves for one person?

The guests make eye contact, which is meaningful.

There was nothing to do at first, Yi Baitang, who was leaning behind the bar in a daze, saw Shang Huaiyan coming in, turned around again and entered the kitchen, and served Shang Huaiyan a bowl of porridge for nourishing the stomach.

A small white porridge is served in a porcelain with blue borders, and a round red date is placed in the middle, which looks very refreshing and pleasant.

After coming so many times, I saw this person eat normal food eight out of ten times. What kind of love is this?

The eyes of the guests continued to communicate, which became more meaningful.

Shang Huaiyan picked up the small bowl and took a sip of the porridge.

Although there is only one red date stuffed in the porridge, judging from the rich taste of the porridge, there is definitely more than that.

Shang Huaiyan cannot deny that it is very comfortable to come here to drink a bowl of porridge every night, but for a man, eating porridge every day always feels that there is a little meat missing... His eyes drifted to the boiled beef next to him, and he said with emotion: " Promise me, how about getting me something strong enough to eat sometime?"

Yi Baitang was taking off his chef uniform.

The arrival of Shang Huaiyan announced the complete end of today.

He took off his chef's hat, and when he was taking off his coat, he turned his head and gave Shang Huaiyan a faint look.

In his heart, he really wanted to give Shang Huaiyan something strong enough.

But the stomach of a good tongue is simply a serious problem.

Forget it, I have to take good care of my tongue. After all, I have grown up so much, and I just met such a good tongue. I should carefully protect the good tongue first, and let's talk about the rest later!

Just as Yi Baitang was meditating, everyone in the restaurant made a fuss and ate, and after paying the bill, they left together.

Only Yi Baitang and Shang Huaiyan were left in the restaurant.

After tidying up the restaurant, Yi Baitang said to Shang Huaiyan, "Let's go."

"Huh?" Are you going to drive me away just after I finish eating?

"Go sit in my room and watch TV." The Hell Cooking Challenge is about to start!

"Oh!" Flattered!

Yi Baitang didn't care about Shang Huaiyan's thoughts, he was anxious to go back to watch TV, and immediately took Shang Huaiyan into the kitchen, across the patio, and came to his own bedroom at the end.

This is a room of about [-] square meters. The entrance is the washroom, and the living room and bedroom are connected together, which is very similar to a single apartment in the conventional sense.

When Shang Huaiyan entered, he looked around. There was nothing extra on the table except a large plate of grapes, and nothing extra on the bed except sheets. It was so well organized that it didn't look like someone was living here.

"Want a beer?"

Yi Baitang's voice came from the side.

"Ice?" Shang Huaiyan asked.

"Normal temperature."

"That's fine." Shang Huaiyan replied, at the moment of answering, he saw Yi Baitang opened the door of the cabinet, and in an instant, boxes of all sizes fell to Yi Baitang's feet with a clatter.

Without changing his face, Yi Baitang took out two cans of beer, stuffed back the dropped things one by one, closed the cabinet door, and turned on the TV. Everything was fine, just waiting for the program!

Shang Huaiyan couldn't help laughing, his emotions were chaotic on the surface.

The wind is howling outside the window, the wall-mounted TV is broadcasting a gourmet program, the Hell Cooking Contest has not yet arrived, and it is time for the advertisement. In the advertisement, the veteran gourmet talks about his food plan, and pretends to be mysterious and reveals his unique secret recipe: "Blessed are the viewers in front of the TV today. I have an exclusive recipe for Longjing Shrimp, one of the representative dishes of Zhejiang cuisine. Bringing disciples, everything else can be handed over to the disciples, except the recipe, what should we do when the cooking reaches the most critical step? Just find any reason, ask the disciples to bring something over, bring something over, and then With such a turn around, the ingredients are ready. This hand, if it is shorter, can stretch for five or six years; if it is longer, it can stretch for seven or eight years; it is not precious because..."

So much nonsense.

About the TV station also felt that this guest was talking nonsense, and while the guest was talking, scrolled a piece of news below: A scrolling news is being broadcast: "The five-year "King of the Kitchen" will be held again in June this year. In the opening ceremony, the contestants will compete with chefs from all over the world, and the final winner will face the last chef king in the final to decide the real champion; 100 million yuan; the second prize..."

The two sat on the sofa together.

Yi Baitang opened the pull tabs of two cans of beer, and pushed one can to Shang Huaiyan.

Shang Huaiyan also took a small bowl, diligently peeled off half of the grape skins, and gave it to Yi Baitang.

Looking at the small bowl in front of him, Yi Baitang opened his eyes wide, feeling very happy!

Good Tongue really feels that my recent efforts have begun to reciprocate. I must have realized that my previous ideas of peony flowers were wrong, and I have learned from me and walked on the path of being a correct and pure friend!

I just need to continue to build on this priceless friendship now.

Yi Baitang was serious and thoughtful.

Since feeding is useful, let’s continue to do good feeding!

But it can also be paired with other packages, such as the spiritual communication before going to bed~ "It's so boring." Yi Baitang said suddenly.

Shang Huaiyan was taken aback.

"I could memorize this formula when I was three years old." Yi Baitang said lightly.

Only then did Shang Huaiyan realize that what the other party was talking about was the recipe for Longjing Shrimp on TV.Now he has been able to complete Yi Baitang's unresolved sentences without changing his face, and he can express the other party's thoughts and moods from the food... I am a little tired, did you point it out? Some weird skill points?

"What about you?" Without saying a word, Yi Baitang turned his head, looked at Shang Huaiyan, and asked naturally, "I was like this when I was young, what was it like when you were young?"

Shang Huaiyan was stunned for a moment.

He remembered it for a long, long, long time.

No one asked about his past so naturally, and asked for it to be shared in a masterful manner.

What made it even more complicated was the sudden realization that he wasn't angry.

Not only was he not angry, but he seemed to be a little frivolous to confess.

and many more……

When he said peony flowers before, he was joking...!

After all, no matter how you look at it, the other party is also a white crabapple!

Shang Huaiyan hesitated to speak, feeling that both he and the other party had fallen into a somewhat dangerous situation.

But Yi Baitang didn't notice it, and was very happy, and ticked off the small book very proudly.

Look, look, he was really moved by my friendship pigeon!

I knew that my route could not be wrong. This kind of small problem has long been learned from various TV programs, and it can be solved in minutes, hehe~

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