Liuxiang

Shang Huaiyan rolled his eyes at the phone.

He sent Xiao Song a text message and refused again.

According to Baitang's sensitivity, once he accepts this kind of thing, he can figure out the result: maybe he was caught by Baitang on the spot, and then Baitang was hit hard, and he broke up with him in despair. Fortunately, I have to go far away for three or five years, and since then, there is a vast sea of ​​people, and I can't see each other...

Thinking of this, Shang Huaiyan shook his head quickly.

This is too bloody, just like a novel!Anyway, if he refuses now, nothing will happen later.

Shang Huaiyan made a decision calmly and cheerfully, secretly proud of his foresight, and decided to ask Yi Baitang for a small reward as soon as he returned to his room after dealing with the kitchen affairs.

But throughout the whole night, Yi Baitang never went upstairs to return to his room.

On the way, Shang Huaiyan designed the jewelry out of boredom, walked out of the room several times silently, and could see the kitchen was brightly lit and there were constant sounds from below.He suddenly felt melancholy, and couldn't help thinking: Maybe I will never compare to the status of food in Baitang's heart.

Then again, why am I comparing myself to food...

The morning light on the horizon polishes the gray sky with the rotation of the hour and minute hands.

Although he didn't sleep very well last night, Shang Huaiyan continued his physical habits the next morning, woke up at the usual time, washed up and went downstairs, and just entered the kitchen when someone stuffed him with food.

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

His eyes fell on Yi Baitang's face first, and he studied it left and right, and found with satisfaction that staying up all night seemed nothing to a chef.The other party was still full of energy and radiant, and probably because of his achievements, the whole person was shining in the early morning, and he was not affected by today's gloomy weather at all.

He continued to chew the food, feeling the soft tongue squeezing the cold spoon, he actually wanted to taste the same soft organ as his own...

Then he finally got a taste in his mouth.

After eating so many good things made by Yi Baitang, Shang Huaiyan was slightly taken aback this time.

"How do you feel?" Yi Baitang asked.He looked at Shang Huaiyan with determination, as if he had already determined that the other party would not say anything that would disappoint him.

"..." Shang Huaiyan tasted it again.At the same time, he was guessing whether Baitang had confidence in himself or in him.

Then he saw what he had just eaten.

A green and long and narrow leaf was placed on the white dinner plate, and on top of the leaf was a boxy yellow translucent jelly with one corner missing.

"This taste..." Shang Huaiyan thought about it several times, and said honestly, "It doesn't seem particularly good?"

Yi Baitang suddenly smiled.

A lazy smile bloomed on his face, and when he raised his brows, he was rather fierce, especially on Shang Huaiyan's face: "Because change is not all a beautiful enjoyment—"

This is true.But the pursuit of food should still be delicious... Shang Huaiyan thought in his heart.

"But the pursuit of food should still be delicious." Yi Baitang said to himself again, "So in the subsequent menu with this appetizer as the core, I will design it more delicately, so that each dish is no longer a dish. A single dish, but can echo back and forth, especially echo back and forth in taste and defend this appetizer."

Our thoughts are similar.Shang Huaiyan praised it.

"Don't worry, we have similar ideas." Yi Baitang continued, "But there is indeed a problem here."

"What's the problem?" Shang Huaiyan couldn't help asking.He thought that there would be no problem with this dish according to your plan.Then he suddenly realized that in the past it seemed that he had been speculating about Yi Baitang's heart, why did it suddenly become that every word Yi Baitang said was in his inner world?

Shang Huaiyan couldn't help turning his face to look outside the window.

Everything is normal outside the window, the sun has not risen from the west, it has not come out of the head yet.

So this change should be normal and friendly... right?

For some reason, Shang Huaiyan felt a little guilty.

In order to dispel this unpleasant emotion, he took the initiative to hug Yi Baitang, intending to ask for a late good morning kiss.

But Yi Baitang frowned and pushed the other away: "Listen to me. There is indeed a problem here. As you said, the scope of this cuisine is too narrow. It is only suitable for a certain person, not even a certain group of people. .This is not in line with my original purpose..."

"What was your original purpose?" Shang Huaiyan quickly recalled, "To cook the best food?"

"Make the dishes that everyone thinks are the best." Yi Baitang corrected.Then he turned to look at the finished product on the kitchen counter, "But for now... let's do this first. It will finally make some people think it tastes the best. Alright, I'm hungry."

"...Okay, take a break and take a nap. I'll call you after I finish breakfast." Shang Huaiyan quickly realized, let go of Yi Baitang, walked to the sink, and asked, "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Porridge." Yi Baitang picked a very simple dish.

He yawned and took away the new leather notebook on the table when he left the kitchen.

A dark blue sofa faces the open kitchen diagonally.

Yi Baitang nestled into the sofa, opened his notebook, and while looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, wrote down in the notebook: Ax Zheng Xiaosapling's battle plan [-]: neglecting the little sapling, and attracting the little sapling's ideological attention.

Fu——

I don't know when the little sapling will find out.

Yi Baitang drew a smirk on the notebook, and Shang Huaiyan's voice came from the kitchen: "What's the name of your jelly?"

Yi Baitang closed the notebook, casually: "The name of that piece of jelly... let's call it 'Amber'."

A crystal that seals bugs?

In the kitchen, Shang Huaiyan pondered over the name given by Yi Baitang, and carefully packed the finished products on the table. 'Amber' is condensed from the soup. Now the soup pot is still simmering on the stove on a low heat. Shang Huaiyan stirred the soup pot with a long-handled spoon and found that in addition to the common raw materials such as big bones and pig's trotters , and many weird Chinese medicinal materials.

He poured the soup into a bowl and took a sip, only to feel that the strong bitter taste lifted his spirit instantly!

……I see!

Shang Huaiyan suddenly understood the deep meaning of the bitter taste in Yi Baitang soup.

A soup with a refreshing effect is helping tired people to concentrate and think about life carefully!

Day after day, like page after page on a calendar.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, the bell for getting off work had already rung once, and Manager Zhou was still packing things in the office.

Her energy is really low recently, many things are forgotten as soon as she thinks about them, so that her work efficiency is greatly reduced. This is all there is, and there are still many things to be done.

Then things piled up with things, and it became more and more unfinished.

She sighed involuntarily, and before the end of the sound dissipated in the room, there was a knock on the door, and then Assistant Huang came in: "Sister Zhou, are you still here?"

"What, is there something else?"

"It's like this. I'm going somewhere today, but I don't have a car... Sister Zhou, can you give me a ride?" Assistant Huang was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, where are you going?" Manager Zhou smiled, packed the last few things, looked at the bag again, and stood up after making sure that he had brought everything he needed.

"Tianya Hotel!" Assistant Huang said hastily.

"It's a nice hotel. Why, is there a happy event?" Manager Zhou smiled.

While talking, the two of them got into the car and left the company.There was nothing to say all the way, and when we reached the ground, Manager Zhou had just stopped the car and was about to let his assistant get out of the car, when Assistant Huang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and smiled brightly at her: "Manager, happy birthday Thank you for your leadership this year, we have reserved a box for you to celebrate together—”

Manager Zhou was stunned.

Box No. 20 of Tianya Hotel is a hall that can accommodate [-] people.

When Manager Zhou entered the hall, the surroundings were dark, completely different from the lively scene she had imagined, which made her a little uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

She frowned and turned her head, wanting to ask Assistant Huang what was going on, but was shocked to find that Assistant Huang who was following her had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, a light source suddenly lit up in front of her, and she turned her head nervously, only to see a long table covered with white cloth illuminated by candles.

Under the candle, the high-backed chair was pulled away, and in front of the chair, a slightly mysterious food appeared in front of her eyes under the flickering of the candle.

That looks like a... boxy, bumpy cheese?

In the next second, candles lit up one after another, and the darkness in the room was dispelled by the soft light. Manager Zhou soon discovered that there was no one in the hall as she thought, on the contrary. , Behind the long table, eighteen people dressed as waiters stood behind eighteen candles, lighting them up one by one.

Then they were silent, bowed to Manager Zhou together, and filed out of the box, leaving only the last man wearing a chef's uniform and a chef's hat.

Manager Zhou was still in shock: "...Baitang?"

She didn't realize what was going on for a while, she looked around and said, "What are you doing, where are the others? Where's Xiao Huang?"

Yi Baitang: "Happy birthday, Aunt Zhou."

He stood in front of the table and made a gesture of invitation to Manager Zhou: "Your assistant asked me to cook a meal for you. Now, you can sit down and try the appetizer before this meal."

Manager Zhou sat down hesitantly.

At this time, she looked around again, and suddenly found out: this box was completely decorated, all kinds of flowers were blooming in the room, and the floating light and darkness could not prevent the fragrance of flowers from permeating the chandelier on the ceiling. The lilies of the valley were just about to bloom, and some of them were long enough, as if she could reach them with one hand.

She looked forward again, and suddenly found that there were still many familiar photos fixed among the flowers and leaves.

Photos of her winning awards at school, photos of her graduation, photos of her being commended when she joined the work, and even photos of her happily married in a wedding dress!

At the same time when he saw this photo, his tired mind suddenly woke up. Manager Zhou’s body trembled slightly due to the overwhelmed unwillingness, and he even accidentally knocked off the spoon on the plate, causing the spoon to fall to the ground with a crisp sound. "Dangling" sound.

But the next moment, a new spoon was handed to Manager Zhou.

Manager Zhou looked up at Yi Baitang, and suppressed the emotions that had just surged into his heart.

She tried her best to smile, and set her sights on the food again.

It was a boxy, frozen transparent object.

This piece of jelly looks a bit like jelly from the outside, but the inside is not as smooth as jelly, there are bubbles of different sizes, a bit like cheese, and a bit like hair cake.

Manager Zhou tried to taste it.

The moment the slightly cool jelly enters the mouth, it melts layer by layer like snow meeting the scorching sun, and the first layer is a bitter taste.

The thick bitterness suddenly diffused from his mouth, heart, and every part of his body at this moment.

The spoon in Manager Zhou's hand fell for the second time and hit the silver plate, scratching the mulberry leaves under the ice.

"It's really unpalatable..." she muttered to herself.

Yi Baitang was calm and composed, and he was sure of victory.

The next moment, Manager Zhou silently picked up the spoon and ate the remaining jelly in two or three bites.

Still bitter.

Endless suffering.

There are many changes but never change the root cause of suffering.

Just like her marriage, at the moment of change, she hesitated, unable to make a decision, and had to taste all the bitterness that followed before she was willing and suddenly realized.

Manager Zhou put down the spoon.

For the first time in many days, she had the energy to pay attention to some minutiae.

She asked Yi Baitang:

"What's the name of this dish?"