delicious life

Mo Ci, who tastes all the good things around him, has no idea that he has developed a different exclusive psychology towards Duan Feng.

Now he just feels that life is getting better and better, the path of life is getting wider and wider, and the darkness in the past is getting farther and farther away from him...

In her previous life, she didn't know family ties, was pampered by her family, and stayed in that well-defined circle of friends.Kong guards his own small world, never knowing how big and wide the world outside the circle surrounded by family members and circles of friends is.

Back then, the rich young master who didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, was domineering and flamboyant, would only cause trouble, and was a mermaid at the critical moment... Gone forever.

Mo Ci didn't feel that his state of mind had undergone an earth-shaking change.

sex

Mo Ci was sweating profusely to help Duan Feng, wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead with a towel from time to time, and continued to stir-fry the food in the pot.

Behind us are beer bottles colliding, punches, jokes being told, and laughter.Messy and messy, hot and sweaty... The scene that would have made him frown, pinch his nose, and run away in disgust gave him a strange feeling.

It turns out that after get off work, wearing a vest, lazily wearing flip-flops, and wearing a hand-held fan, I went to a snack street, got together to chat, and the life of playing games and betting...is so joyful.

The children of those aristocratic families will definitely not let go of their identities to dine in such a dirty and unrefined place in their eyes.

... In this way, I also lost a lot of interest.

Mo Ci couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, quickly stir-frying the food in the pot, skillfully put on the seasoning, and then put it on the plate.Hearing the name of the dish reported by Duan Feng in the back, Mo Ci put the ingredients in the pan that had not yet cooled down, and was busy.

"Mo Ci! Get a plate of brine crayfish!" Duan Feng shuttled back and forth between the open-air teahouses with the plate. "The crayfish is under the counter. I put the ingredients in the second compartment on the left side of the car. You do it first, and I'll take over later!" Duan Feng was afraid that Moci would not be able to operate, so he carefully placed the ingredients that needed to be prepared. Put the position to reason again, and turn around in the midst of busy schedules.

Seven or eight o'clock in the evening is the busiest time for the booth.Duan Feng had no choice but to ask Mo Ci to help cook the dishes to ease the time, while he was busy serving the dishes.

Originally, I was afraid that Mo Ci would not get used to it, so he would reject it straight away.Thinking about it now, it's not unaccustomed for Mo Ci to pat his chest with a confident look.

He saw that Mo Ci's stir-fry was very skillful, and the movement of turning over the plate was amazingly fast. The stir-fried dishes...

Duan Feng looked at the crayfish exuding a strong aroma on the plate in his arms.Can't help but take a sip.The white and tender crayfish are slightly sweet, and the sauce is completely delicious, constantly stimulating the taste buds.

... The real person who doesn't show his face must be someone like Mo Ci who looks like a nobleman, but has a personality that is not like a nobleman at all.

In the morning, he talked with Mo Ci about the main points of cooking porridge, and Mo Ci nodded in agreement from time to time, which already surprised him.Unexpectedly, Mo Ci is not just talking on paper, but also has two brushes in actual cooking...

There was an incomprehensible tenderness in Duan Feng's brown eyes, and the upturned corners of his mouth softened his usually stiff facial lines a lot.With a slight smile, he has already attracted many returning female customers to his food stall.The middle-aged uncle who often came to eat at his stall squinted his eyes, chatting with the busy Duan Feng without saying a word.

Duan Feng was taken aback when asked who the new helper was.Looking back at Mo Ci, who was busy and sweating profusely, he smiled at the uncle, shook his head and said that he was just a friend, not a hired helper.

The uncle didn't believe it, and shook his head, saying that it wasn't the guy who was so skilled in cooking.Friends... I am afraid they are friends from chefs.

Duan Feng couldn't deny it, nodded and didn't explain.I began to speculate about Mo Ci's identity... Will there be a rich boy who dresses well and cooks well?

Identity can be combined and compared, which is very contradictory.Duan Feng guessed bit by bit, describing the family background behind Mo Ci, and his heart became heavy.The original smile had disappeared from his face, if Mo Ci was a kid from a rich family...how could he associate with a poor kid like him, a commoner?

Duan Feng's chest became stuffy, and Mo Ci, who had put down the spatula, frowned slightly on his sunken face.

At nine o'clock, because the nearby residents are all working-class, and they will be busy going to the construction site and company to clock in tomorrow morning, the flow of people on the snack street is gradually decreasing, and there are only a few sporadic food stalls on Duan Feng's hot spot for several hours guest.

Duan Feng wiped his sweat, let Mo Ci, who has been busy all the time, sit down on the plastic chair, and busy with dinner for the two of them.

Throughout the summer, seafood in C City is the main dish for people to eat and dine.Most of the snacks prepared by Duan Feng are seafood with crayfish as the majority.Duan Feng used some of the remaining ingredients to season and start making seafood and beans.

Seafood Dou Lao, noble and light.Everyone who has eaten this dish will say so.

The cheap and spicy oil-braised prawns are made with dozens of seasonings, Chinese herbs and beer.Shrimp meat is integrated with the efficacy of medicinal materials and the taste of beer.The aroma is overflowing, and the lips and teeth are fragrant.The bean soup nourishes and relieves heat, and the prawns are refreshing and satisfying. The essence of the wonderful health-preserving diet is all in this secret seafood soup.

The base soup with Chinese medicinal materials will not get angry after drinking it, which is why Duan Feng will make this dish for dinner.

Looking at the clock on the trolley, Duan Feng filled up seafood Dou Lao on time and put it on the table in front of Mo Ci, letting Mo Ci taste it first.

Mo Ci has no taboo physique and is not afraid of spicy food.

He took the gloves from Duan Feng and put them on both hands, avoiding the parts that were cut by the glass.Relying on the sweet aftertaste of Doulao, Mo Ci sucked a mouthful of shrimp, then peeled, sucked, and chewed. The salty and sweet taste left a long aftertaste.

Duan Feng's Seafood Dou Lao has a unique taste. It is not the kind of heavy sauce, but the meat is tender and fragrant.Presumably wild prawns were used, which are fresh, tender and pollution-free, and well fat, with the taste of wild prawns.

Duan Feng saw Mo Ci eating happily, sat down, stared at Mo Ci for a long time, and then started to eat.The endless street of snacks cooled down, and the dim street lamps shone down obliquely.Duan Feng suddenly remembered the scene when he and Mo Ci didn't meet for the first time, it was also under this street lamp, also on this table, and eating in this position...

Duan Feng smiled slightly, and finished the prepared seafood Doulao with Mo Ci, and was not surprised to see Mo Ci give him a thumbs up after eating.

The two of them packed up their things, put the tableware into the mobile trolley, walked to the special lock place at the other end of the street and locked the car, and then went home along the same road.

Duan Feng, who was arranging the money, suddenly asked Mo Ci who was carrying things: "Are you going home today?" The slightly disappointed tone surprised even himself.

"En." Mo Ci nodded, although at noon, in order to pick up the car in the club's parking lot, he went home, talked to his sister-in-law at home, and turned back.

From last night to tonight, I didn't meet my eldest brother for a whole day... In order not to worry them, I had to go back to live.

Mo Ci smiled apologetically, tiptoed and patted Duan Feng on the shoulder: "I will come back tomorrow when I am free."

Seeing Duan Feng's hesitation, Mo Ci had the idea of ​​comforting him, and subconsciously made an intimate movement of patting his shoulder.

"Okay." Duan Feng's brown eyes flickered, and he gave Mo Ci a smile.

But Mo Ci, who was smiling at him, suddenly had a trace of panic in his eyes, making him turn his head and follow Mo Ci's line of sight——

On the empty street, I remembered the loud noise of the engine, and several people wearing helmets shouted and cursed, rushing towards them...

21、chapter21

"Duan Feng, we won't let you run away easily this time!" The leader is the head of the gangster who smashed the scene half a month ago!

The gangster rode the assembled locomotive around Duan Feng and Mo Ci. The harsh engine sound accompanied by the gangster's fierce expression surprised them.

The open space around him is getting smaller and smaller, and the circle surrounded by motorcycles is slowly shrinking.

Speeding up.

On this dead end of a sparsely populated street, no one can be seen!

Duan Feng subconsciously protected Mo Ci behind him, looked coldly at these gangsters riding motorcycles, his frown relaxed, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

Shocked by this scene, Mo Ci stared blankly at the gangster who was riding the scooter staggeringly, and his sideways body slowly moved back.It wasn't until he stuck to Duan Feng's vest that Mo Ci came back to his senses, and worriedly looked at Duan Feng who stretched out his arms to protect him.

Mo Ci moved his lips, just about to open his mouth to say something.Duan Feng suddenly grabbed his wrist and told him softly, let him go first.

Mo Ci felt that Duan Feng was slowly tightening his grip on his wrist, his expression became more serious, and his moving lips made him dazed for a while.

How... How could Mo Ci run away alone!The last time he refused to save him made him very guilty. This time, how could he abandon Duan Feng and run away indifferently like last time when he has become friends with Duan Feng?

Duan Feng didn't know Mo Ci's inner struggle, so he let go of Mo Ci's wrist: "You go first, I can avoid them..."

"No, they're riding a locomotive, you can't get away with it!" Mo Ci amplified his voice, looked around vigilantly, and quickly put on Duan Feng's shoulder, "I just called the police last time, and didn't help you out... Once, I won't leave without showing my loyalty, and let you deal with these gangsters alone, aren't we... friends?"

When Duan Feng heard Mo Ci's incoherent words, his heart warmed up, and he put his right hand on Mo Ci's hand on his arm, and then gently pulled it away.

"Yes, we are friends...but