[Rebirth] Born ordinary

When he was in front of a jewelry store in the city center, he took out his pocket and realized that he is just a poor student with little money, not the little singer who can have thirty to fifty thousand in his pocket even if he is embarrassed.

He hasn't fully adapted to the feeling of time disorder. Although this feeling is wonderful, eight years of time will disappear as soon as it disappears, which still prevents him from fully adjusting it all at once.

Sun Shao shyly put the wallet back into his pocket, thinking about buying jewelry as a gift for his mother had completely stopped, he thought, he probably thought of starting over, what is the most imminent thing - making money.

Although it is a bit vulgar, but it is the most realistic thing. In his previous life, he was independent and began to take care of his mother. Even in the most difficult time, he saved his own expenses and called his mother every month. A high cost of living.

Now suddenly the situation is reversed again, making him a big man being raised by his mother, which Sun Shao, who has a 27-year-old mentality, can't do.

He collected his wallet, and while wandering in the mall, he thought about the various possibilities for making money. Part-time jobs or summer jobs are indeed a solution, but it is not a long-term solution, and the income is too little, even his own living expenses and tuition fees. He couldn't even afford it, let alone support his mother.

While thinking about his way to make money, Sun Shao took out the few bills in his pocket and bought a pair of old cloth shoes for his mother.This is not the first time Sun Shao bought something for his mother, but for Sun Shao now, it is a gift that exceeds his burden.

To his mother, he hadn't been home for two or three months, but to him, it had been two years.

He had developed a habit during the eight years when he couldn't be with his mother - as soon as he went back, he would empty his pockets to buy things for his mother and go back to be filial to him.On the surface, it seems to express his heart to feed back, but in fact, only he himself knows that this is to make up for his guilt of not being able to take care of her in front of his mother all the year round.

After walking around, it was four o'clock in the afternoon without realizing it, and the cooing sound from his abdominal cavity made him realize that it was getting late.

When he was about to go back by car, he was attracted by a newly opened noodle restaurant. The decoration of the noodle restaurant is very unique, a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western flavors. The red lacquered wood chairs and tables are separated from each other. The bit barrier is a very distinct Western European style.

Sun Shao glanced at the lower left corner of the signboard, and sure enough, he saw the familiar sign—the black projection of a galloping wild horse with abstract painting.

It seems that this store is also a store under Ye Teng Ma, a restaurant chain brand that is not yet booming. No, maybe, it has already been gaining momentum, but it is not rare to promote it everywhere.

After all, before Ye Teng Ma announced that all stores with the projection pattern of Pentium Mustang are restaurant chains under the banner of Ye Teng Ma, no one has paid attention to this sign.

Sometimes this logo is placed in a conspicuous place, and sometimes it is hidden in the text of the storefront plaque. If you don't pay attention to it, or think about it, ordinary consumers will not pay attention to this kind of thing.

When Ye Tengma suddenly announced the ownership of this logo, people have already discovered that restaurants with this logo, ranging from high-end hotels to simple fast food restaurants, noodle restaurants or snack shops, have unknowingly spread all over the entire H city and the surrounding three provinces and cities, and there is a tendency to continue to expand outward.

Sun Shao stood in front of the store in a daze, thinking of the last two years of his previous life, when he could not go back to his mother, the only food that could be comforted was from a noodle shop with this logo, he stood at the door Qian Qian licked his dry lips, as if he had tasted bitter medicine, his mouth had a bitter taste.

"Brother, come in and see what you want to eat, you won't be full if you stare at the door." A man with a crew cut and a suit suddenly came out to greet Sun Shao.

Sun Shao blinked, looking at this weird man, with a thick and burly figure, half a head taller than Sun Shao.

At this moment, the other party is obviously trying to squeeze out a kind smile from his face full of flesh. Even without the hideous scar on the left cheek, this smile is not considered successful. Obviously, the other party is not a habit of sending smiles to others people.

From this man, Sun Shao couldn't help but think of the rumors he had heard about this wild horse - both black and white are involved, and it has a lot to do with the black side, and it is even said that it is directly used to help the underworld.

"Sixth brother, don't let that poor man go, be careful and scare him away." Just when Sun Shao was about to answer, a thin but very flexible yellow-haired man jumped out from behind, flattering and smiling. Said to Sun Shao: "It looks like you are a student, come, come, our store is newly opened, others will give you a [-]% discount, and I will give you a [-]% discount for the handsome guy. There are all kinds of pasta in it. It is open today. Seeing how handsome you are, give me a discount. You have special treats, you can make whatever you want to eat with your number."

The fierce man called Sixth Brother slapped his thin yellow hair away, "Fuck off, I'm so embarrassing, I don't even ask, I, He Liuna, am on the road..."

"He Yan!" A calm male voice came from behind the few people, which seemed to be a warning.

He Liu froze for a moment, as if remembering something, a pained expression appeared on his face, he closed his voice in embarrassment, and stopped showing off.

Sun Shao glanced behind everyone curiously, only to see a man wearing a white chef's uniform standing in a corner of the store with his backlight on. He couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could tell that he was taller and taller than the He Liu in front of him. The shape is the kind of hulking body that makes ordinary men feel ashamed.

"Little Xing, welcome the guests in. He Yan, you are the boss, you don't need to block the door, just keep an eye on the place. I'll go smoke a cigarette and call me if I need something." Go to the side corridor and walk away.

Sun Shao followed Huang Mao into the shop. As soon as he walked in, Sun Shao couldn't help admiring in his heart. The most interesting thing about this wild horse is the decoration of the shop. The decoration of each shop is obviously unique. Yes, unlike other chain stores, in order to show that it is a chain, the decorations are all in the same tone and appearance.

It's not lunch time, there are very few people in the store, only a few tables are sparsely seated.

"This handsome guy, what do you want to eat?" Looking at it now, I realized that Huang Mao looked very ruffian, but he was actually dressed quite well. It was the uniform of the waiter in the store. Little foreman.

Sun Shao took the menu handed over by the other party, and flipped through it back and forth. Besides noodles, there are quite a few special pasta dishes, such as five-color flower rolls, pineapple buns, cinnamon glutinous rice balls, etc., which he often eats in his image. None of them are missing, but there is no pasta dish alone.

Sun Shao didn't give up, and searched again from beginning to end, but still couldn't find it, a little disappointed.

"Little handsome guy, don't you like any of these special noodles?" Huang Mao cleverly saw Sun Shao's loss, and immediately recommended with all his strength, "This seafood four-scramble noodles, sauced barbecued pork noodles, and green fruit four-season noodles are what we have today. Some of the best sellers this morning."

Sun Shao shook his head, but still decided to ask him: "Do you have grass-headed green silk noodles?"

Huang Mao was obviously stunned for a moment. He scratched the back of his head with a pen, obviously a little embarrassed, "This... what kind of noodle is this? I really haven't heard of it."

Seeing the other party's appearance, Sun Shao decided to order one casually, so as not to embarrass the other party, but he didn't want the boss named He Liu to come over just now.

Huang Mao then said: "Sixth brother, this handsome guy wants to eat grass-headed green silk noodles, it's not on our list!"

He Liu approached, and habitually slapped Huang Mao on the head again, "Didn't you tell people what to order when you entertained people at the door? You are so capable, now that people order, how do you do it?" Is it difficult?"

Huangmao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Sixth Brother, didn't I just learn how to greet guests, besides..." He didn't expect that this well-behaved student boy would not play cards according to common sense. If it wasn't for the fact that he was alone and with a thin body, he almost thought that someone sent him to play.

He Liu pondered for a while, and Sun Shao immediately said, "Let's just ask seafood four-scrambled noodles, and I'm just asking casually."

As a result, when Sun Shaocai said this, He Liu frowned and smacked his chest, saying: "We Chaowen Noodle Shop has nothing else to offer, just one, do what we say, just wait, I'll find someone to make it for you Go..." As he said, he turned around and told Huang Mao, "Go, go to the back and see if Brother Hui has finished smoking his cigarettes. When you are done, go and tell Brother Hui to help make one... what is it?"

Huang Mao: "Grass head green silk noodles."

"Yes, that's the noodle." He Liuyi waved his hand, urging Huang Mao to go down.

Huang Mao shook his hands, raised his eyebrows and muttered: "Okay, I have trouble finding Brother Hui, but fortunately Brother Hui is here to sit in the shop today."

After the yellow hair receded, only Sun Shao and He Liu were left. Sun Shao couldn't help being a little embarrassed. He intended to come to eat that mouthful of noodles, but he didn't want to cause problems for others as soon as he entered the door. The grass-headed green silk noodles have been eaten many times in the noodle restaurants under the flag of the horse. Could it be that it has not been listed on the menu yet.

However, no wonder...

Caotou Qingsi Noodles is actually a completely vegetarian noodle, which is not very famous. Caotou is soaked in hot spring water, and Qingsi is shredded with seasonal vegetables of various colors. Most of them are green vegetables. They are fried together and then flattened. Spread in the noodles removed from the broth.

This is actually a kind of pasta from his mother's hometown. When he was a child, when the family was struggling financially, in order to make him eat well, his mother could only make it in different ways. Caotou Qingsi noodles are the most common dish that can fill his stomach. , and very popular with him, in his young eyes, the happiest time in the world is to eat a bowl of hot grass-headed green silk noodles accompanied by his mother humming a tune every night.

In the last two years when he didn’t dare to go back to see his mother in his previous life, he had to find a noodle shop in Ye Tengma to eat a bowl of grass-headed green silk noodles almost every week. Even if he ate it, it was often different from what he remembered. far away.

"Come here, handsome boy, your grass-headed green silk noodles." When he was thinking about it, Huang Mao had already brought up a delicate big bowl very quickly.

Sun Shao looked at the bowl of noodles placed in front of him.The bottom of the soup was clear, and the white noodles hovered at the bottom of the bowl, with green grass heads and red, yellow, green and purple vegetable shreds floating on it, and a hot spring egg next to it. The intestines and stomach made a sound in perfect cooperation.

This noodle dish is closer to what his mother made for him when he was young than any time he had eaten in his previous life.

"Okay." He Liu and Huang Mao looked at Sun Shao's reaction and exchanged satisfied glances with each other, "Don't bother the little handsome guy for dinner."

Sun Shao stared at the food in front of him, the familiar appearance and familiar aroma made him stunned for a few seconds, then he reached out to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a pair of noodles with chopsticks, and the moment he just put it in his mouth, his eye sockets slightly flooded Red—I have been looking for something for so long, but it turned out to be in a bowl of noodles.

Almost with a mentality of pilgrimage, Sun Shao stuffed a large bowl of noodles in front of him into his stomach, and even drank the last soup. When he finally walked to the counter to check out, Huang Mao actually rushed at him. Wave your hand, no money.

"Our chef said that there is no charge for this bowl of noodles." Huang Mao laughed so that Sun Shao was a little confused.

"why?"

"We can't guess what our chef is thinking. If the chef said he invited you." He said, as if thinking of something, with a mysterious and gossip expression: "Did you eat noodles when you were eating noodles?" Almost cried? Our chef has been watching you finish the noodles from a distance, maybe he thinks you are a bosom friend, so he specially refuses to charge you."

"That won't work. If I don't pay, you will have to deduct from the chef's salary? You can't eat such good food and let others deduct your salary!"

"Little handsome guy, you don't know now. Our bowl of rice is given by the chef. How can it be our turn to deduct other people's wages? That is not called a chef, it is simply our master!"

Sun Shao was amused by the other party's nagging words, and the two sides argued for a while, one side insisted on giving money, the other refused to accept it, and finally ended with Sun Shao's defeat.

"Okay, the little handsome guy will often come to take care of you in the future, you have to be satisfied. Introducing more friends will give us the best meal money." Huang Mao winked and smiled at Sun Shao.

When Sun Shao walked out of the gate of the noodle shop and crossed the road, he subconsciously looked back at the noodle shop, and vaguely saw the burly man standing in the noodle shop, looking out of the shop with arms folded and squinting. Subconsciously, Sun Shao He felt that this should be the chef who invited him to eat noodles, so he smiled gratefully regardless of whether the other party saw him or not.