sun washed by spring rain

4. Fly far away with a whoosh

His stomach hurts again, Zhang Ke secretly cursed, this problem is probably with him for the rest of his life.He doesn't want to drink brown sugar water like a woman!I have to get up early every day to go to the opening. Zhang Ke regrets changing the second floor of the store into a dining area because of the good business. Otherwise, he would live on the second floor directly for business on the first floor. I don’t know how convenient it is. .

When the shutter door in the store was lifted up, Zhang Ke was already so painful that he couldn't straighten his waist. Every time his stomach hurts, it seemed that he wanted half his life. Memories that I want to forget and can't forget.

The air in the morning was damp, as if the dew had not completely faded away. After a while, Zhang Ke slowly stood up, clutching his stomach reluctantly, and walked towards the store.

Jiang Zheng came a little late today, but fortunately, the ingredients for the morning had been prepared the night before. When the breakfast time started at seven o'clock, Zhang Ke and Mr. Wang were busy enough to cook alone.

The tonics that Yan Qianming sent were indeed good things, but they were all used by Zhang Ke as ingredients to study new patterns of dishes. Just seeing the effects of those things, Zhang Ke was really angry, nourishing yin and nourishing blood... This is what?Do you want to bury him in a different way?If it weren't for the fear of ruining things, Zhang Ke really didn't even want to look at those things.

As soon as Jiang Zheng came to work, Zhang Ke entrusted him with all the work in the kitchen and became a shopkeeper himself.In fact, as Zhang Ke's apprentice, Jiang Zheng didn't learn any true teachings from him. The current craftsmanship is entirely because all the dishes are piled up for him to cook, and he just honed it out by himself.

Jiang Zheng didn't complain much, and knew that his master did everything for his own good, but Yan Qianming, who always came to his master, made him puzzled, and he didn't know what kind of deep hatred was between them. Zhang Ke can't wait to eat him. Every time he quarrels or quarrels, maybe it's because that person always comes to eat and drink, but that person is so rich?Jiang Zheng really didn't understand how a person could be so thick-skinned, no matter how much his master hurt that person, that person would come here every few days, rain or shine, and nothing could be shaken.But now this person usually comes at night when only Zhang Ke is alone, Jiang Zheng seldom sees him anymore.

Even if he is not feeling well, Zhang Ke can't leave his small restaurant. There are many customers who come to this small restaurant, not only because of the unique taste and novel dishes of this small restaurant, but also because the shopkeeper of this restaurant is an honest person. Zhang Ke is the face of his own store, a handsome guy who doesn't buckle up. He has basically left the back kitchen to Jiang Zheng. Jiang Zheng can cook well, but if he also leaves the front office to him, he will have to work hard to manage it. The store that got up is really going to close.

In normal times, Zhang Ke is the food passer. While passing the dishes, he chatted with customers about all kinds of things, and he can make people giggle almost every time.But today he didn't have such a leisurely mood, he was huddled in a corner like a shrimp, unable to move at all.

Fortunately, the store is not big and there is no food passer. When there is no need to make pasta, Pharaoh can pass all the dishes.Both Jiang Zheng and Old Wang knew about Zhang Ke's abdominal pain, and it was an old problem. Every time they saw that he was in pain, they would ask him, and either ask him to buy some medicine, or ask him to go to the hospital.Zhang Ke verbally agreed well, but every time he squatted alone and insisted on getting through, and then made it through as if nothing had happened.

This time the pain should have lasted for a long time, until the number of people eating in the afternoon decreased, Zhang Ke was still squatting in the corner, his whole body was like a frost-beaten eggplant, terribly wilted.Jiang Zheng was a little worried, and bravely risked being beaten, hesitated and took the thermos he had prepared long ago, and walked towards Zhang Ke.

"Master, there's no way you're in so much pain, why don't you drink some hot water?" Jiang Zheng asked in a tentative tone.

Zhang Ke still squatted there without looking back, but stretched out one arm.Jiang Zheng looked over with joy, and quickly handed over the thermos.Zhang Ke held the cup, opened the lid, and before he could bring the brim to his mouth, he jumped up like a cat.

"What's the matter, master...you?" Jiang Zheng was terrified by Zhang Ke's actions. Zhang Ke's face was still pale, obviously still in pain, why did he stand up all of a sudden, hey, this guy surnamed Yan It's really unreliable, this time I am really going to be killed by him.

"Ginger brown sugar water! Your sister's! Who told you to drink this for me? Did you treat me like a big man?" Zhang Ke yelled angrily. It's been a day since he didn't come out.

"This... this... this... that, that... Yan Qianming told me... He, he said, if your stomach hurts again, I will give you this to try... I, Master, don't hit me! "Jiang Zhenghui's intestines are turning green, so he knew his master would be angry, but what else can he do?Yan Qianming, you were the one who killed me first, so you can't blame me for confessing you.

"Yan Qianming, what the hell is he!" Let me know that you are still hanging out with him in the future, and don't let me see you again! "Zhang Ke angrily put the thermos cup full of ginger and brown sugar water on the table heavily, and the red liquid spilled on the beige tablecloth in an instant.