Food Bureau

As soon as the words were asked, the wine seemed to wake up.

Her face froze for a while, and then she recovered quickly, "Yes, you know her too?"

"Hmm... oh..." I was the one who was attacking, but I was suddenly passive in one round, "Is it acquaintance? We met at the bar, and later at her gallery. We met twice."

She thought about it, but didn't answer.

"Hey, sorry for the offense," I picked up the bottle, "I'll punish myself with a drink."

She reached out and gently pressed the bottle, shaking her head, "It's nothing, this wine is not for punishment, but for enjoyment."

"Hi, yes, yes..." She stopped me from pouring the wine, and I couldn't move forward or back.

She smiled, picked up the bottle and poured it for me, and poured it for herself, "It suddenly occurred to me, no wonder some of your dishes have the same demeanor as before."

She also changed the subject, and it seemed we both had things we couldn't talk about.

I felt a little lost, so I dared to ask, but I didn't ask anything.

Not necessarily, at least the two of them have something to do, and they don't want to make things public for outsiders.

"Copy it from my father." I said with a smile.

"It's not like you can copy whatever you want. Did he often teach you how to cook?"

I shook my head, "Cooks don't even want their children to be cooks."

"Then you are really talented. It's interesting to say that my mother was an architect when she was alive, but she always wanted to be a chef."

There was too much information at once, and it turned out that Shang Wan had lost her mother. I raised my glass and said, "Drink a glass for the architect aunt who failed to become a chef. May she cook delicious food every day in heaven."

Shang Wan and I drank this cup and thought for a while, "Later she comforted herself that chefs and architects have a lot in common."

"Oh~ Lai Congshan, my father also said this, but he comforted me who turned from a construction business to a cook. He said that both chefs and architects are building, and he said boldly..."

I paused, thinking that what I had learned from Shang Wan to belittle architects was inappropriate, so I changed the words, "Boldly say, give him a kitchen, and he can build the whole world."

Shang Wan laughed, and thought about it again, "What he said is not unreasonable, just like after eating this dinner tonight, I feel like I have experienced a wonderful journey of taste buds."

I'm a little embarrassed, "I'm overwhelmed, then...does Miss Shang have any favorite dishes? I'll make them for you next time."

"Hmm..." She thought for a while, "I don't think I'm particularly greedy, but I really miss the prunes and vegetable buns my mother made when I was young."

Is it so simple?

Seeing my expression, she smiled and said, "Later, my aunt at home also made it, but felt that the taste was not so fresh. Tell me, is it a memory error?"

I thought about it seriously, "It's possible, and it's possible that the raw materials are wrong."

"Yeah." She replied, feeling like she had ended the topic.

A bottle of wine is about to bottom out. I seldom drink like this, let alone as a cook. Sometimes guests order wine and want me to have a drink with them. I am always afraid that alcohol will disturb my taste system.

"How is it? Have you decided whether to stay or let the driver take you back?" she asked.

I looked at my watch, it was almost eleven o'clock, I stood up and tried to feel it, but I didn't think I could feel it when I was sitting, as soon as I stood up, my head was heavy and my feet were light, but I was not drunk enough to stay at someone's house overnight , "If it's not too much trouble..."

"No trouble, the guest room is ready," Shang Wan smiled slyly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to walk in a straight line, so don't be formal."

In this way, I stayed in Shang Wan's villa that night. The house was too big and there were many staff members, so I didn't feel like living in someone else's house. It was more like living in a hotel owned by her. And since I went in from the yard with her, and an elder sister took me to the guest room, I didn't see her again that night.

Although when I was in a daze before falling asleep, I was still pondering intermittently in my mind: Am I sleeping in the same house as Monk Wan?She will stay with me, is she really treating me as a friend?

And when I woke up the next morning, after washing up in the maze-like house, I fumbled to find the stairs, and when I found the living room on the first floor, I was told that Shang Wan had gone to the company early in the morning, and a group of people had changed in the kitchen. And the people who helped me make the dinner together last night, they respectfully asked me what I would like to eat for breakfast, and told me that the car had been washed and packed for me, and I could drive it anytime later.

Yes, my little cracked van.

I remembered the regret that Shang Wan mentioned last night, and I was suddenly curious, so I asked the person who looked like he was in charge of the kitchen: "Can I ask, what kind of dried plums do you usually eat?"

The man was stunned for a moment, "Dried plums?" He thought for a while, "I'll bring them to you."

He opened the storage room and gave me a pack from the shelf, "Is one pack enough?"

I waved my hand and said with a smile: "You misunderstood, I'll just take a look."

I think they are purchased from big manufacturers and brands, and they are vacuum-packed. I probably know why Shang Wan feels that the taste is not as fresh as the ones he ate when he was a child.

"Okay, thank you." I handed it back to him.

Then I was led to sit down at the dining table inside the glass door. There was a letter lying next to my tableware, and the envelope was handwritten: From the "Seat".

The font is delicate and elegant, so I quickly opened it:

"Good morning"

A smiley face was drawn behind it.

"I hope you got a good night's sleep, thank you for helping me make a successful banquet, and thank you for staying with me for a drink.

There is a meeting in the morning, I have to go first, and they will arrange it for you.

Thanks again!

Shang Wan"

At that moment, my heart was filled with emotions intertwined with touch and sweetness, which was so full that it could replace breakfast.She could have sent me a message to say these words, but she chose to write a letter by hand. This heartfelt respect and slightly classical flavor deeply moved me. Let this woman who seems to be standing on the cloud do this?

After breakfast, I thanked the people in the kitchen and was about to leave. Last night, that Ruan popped up and handed me the packaged 2000 Mouton. I hesitated and decided not to take it. I think I can't bear Shang Wan's kindness. He obviously took her money and was introduced as a friend by her. If you live and eat, you shouldn't take it when you leave. There must be tens of thousands of yuan for this bottle of wine.

"I won't take this anymore, I'll tell her." I told Ah Ruan.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, I saw off the guests at the second party, and opened the window to diffuse the alcohol. Two men came to this party, and they also work nearby. They came to drink and chat after overtime. Generally speaking, at night Most of the guests on this party want to drink.

The smell of alcohol was almost gone, and just as the window was closed, the doorbell rang.Who could it be so late?I went to the peephole and looked out.

It turned out to be Shang Wan.

I hurriedly opened the door, "Miss Shang? Come in quickly."

"Did it bother you?" She looked inside, her face a little tired.

"No, no, today's work is done, come in quickly." I saw that she was still standing at the door.

"Oh," she said as she walked in, "I just finished a meeting with Europe, and I drove by here, and saw that your lights are still on." The wine left, "Why didn't you take it?"

I was a little embarrassed, "Hi..."

Don't know what to say either.

"You promised to take it last night, it's not good to go back on it~" She stretched her arms forward and looked at me with a smile.

Rejection is like a stone in a latrine, I took it, and there was nowhere to put it.

"Is it bad to despise this bottle of wine?" She tilted her head and smiled at me playfully, the previous tiredness had already disappeared into the sky.

"That's not possible, I swear to Maozhuxi, it's not the case." I puffed up my chest.

She shook her head, "It's really poor... If you don't want to drink, you can put it here to entertain guests." She pointed to the wine cabinet behind me.

"Are you kidding me? I'm going to take it home and lock it in a safe. In another 50 years, this wine will be 70 years old. I'm almost 80 years old. I'll take it out for the elderly..." I saw that Shang Wan was about to shake his head again , quickly stopped, "Um...does Ms. Shang often leave work so late?"

"Me, not necessarily. I mainly take care of the time difference between different places, and sometimes it's quite irregular."

"Ah," I saw that she was still standing there, although she was standing pretty, "I would like to trouble you to make a trip yourself, er... If you are not in a hurry, how about a bowl of soup?" I scratched my head, "Soup... I made it for the guests tonight, the rest, you..."

"I'm really hungry." She cut me off.

"Come on, take care of me~"

She shook her head and sat down at the dining table.

I scooped out a bowl of soup for her carefully and handed it to her, "This is a bowl of soothing soup, suitable for drinking before going to bed late at night, especially in summer, it can invigorate the spleen and remove dampness."

She smelled it, "Hmm~ it smells so good, what ingredients are there?"

"Burdock, lily, crucian carp, fresh lotus seeds, cashew nuts, corn. Cut the burdock into oblique slices, remove the core of fresh lotus seeds, cut the corn into four sections, put them into the pot with the cashew nuts for 45 minutes, start frying the crucian carp, and put it in the soup Lily, put the crucian carp in the soup after it boils again, and cook on medium heat for half an hour."

Shang Wan was stunned, "Just say what you do, aren't you afraid that others will learn it?"

I smiled, "I can write it to you, and you can ask the kitchen at home to make it for you in the future, drink a bowl at night, and take good care of your body."

She held the soup bowl, spooned it spoonfuls, drank thoughtfully, and spoke after a while: "I usually settle things casually in the company."

"How can I do that?" I blurted out, and felt that I was in a hurry, "Once you do whatever you want, others will follow suit. Being a leader should set an example. Zi once said that eating is the most sacred and inviolable thing for human beings." Love it..."

I stopped in time, because Miss Shang Wan was teased by me... choked...

Guilty, guilty, I hurriedly tore off the tissue paper and handed it to her with both hands, she took it and put it on the corner of her lips, and cast a slightly resentful glance at me.

Did I make a mistake?I made a mistake.Ms. Shang's life circle is full of serious cultural people, and she can't handle me, who is not serious or serious.

She put down the tissue, with a smile on her lips, she looked at me thoughtfully, her eyes became deep, just like the deep eyes when I saw her photo in a magazine for the first time, and later I found that Shang Wan When you know that you are exuding charm, you often have this kind of deep smile.

I was a little overwhelmed by her look, so I turned around and put my face against the stainless steel handrail of the refrigerator to take a photo, "Is there something on my face that Miss Shang can't bear?"

"all."

She actually accepted this.

I sighed, turned back to the dining table with a sad face, and put my face in one hand, "Then I will calculate how much it will cost to go to Korea."

"Forget it, I can't bear it anyway, the natural one is better than the plastic one." She said leisurely.

"That is, that is, the lesser of two evils." I coughed lightly.

She put down the bowl, determined to end the nonsensical conversation, "Eating is the most sacred and inviolable hobby of human beings, right?"

"It's almost...that's what it means..."

"Hmm... no wonder I feel violated every day. I really don't have a chance to have a good meal all day long."

"Then...you come to my place to eat every day...although...although I don't seem to have anything good to offer." I felt that I was too confident in the first half of the sentence, so I hurried to make up for the second half.

"Well," she thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll make an appointment with you if I want to come~"

"Hey, it's not about making an appointment, just let me know and I'll prepare your favorite food."

She looked up at me with a smile, "Do you know what I like to eat?"

"Yes... I have observed a little bit, let me know if you have anything you want to eat!"

I saw the slight mole of tears under her eyes reflected under the Yingying lake water, "I won't tell you yet, I'll see if you can guess correctly."

That day, Shang Wan waited for me to pack up the kitchen and walked downstairs with me. She said she would take me home, but I declined. In my opinion, it was just being polite. I don’t think we are familiar enough to get into each other’s cars. To a certain extent, a car is a very personal space, let alone when she is the driver.

I hurried home all the way, as if I was stepping on the auspicious clouds leading to some blissful world. At that time, my previous suspicions about Zhuobing had been thrown out of the blue by me. No matter what relationship they had, I didn't believe Shang Wan. Some people can do the kind of things that are rumored in the rivers and lakes.

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