Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

Mingqian heard people say before that most of the quarrels between couples are not a big deal. Generally speaking, the source of all conflicts is one point - "Do you value me?" But because everyone has different views on what is important, the point of anger Also different.

For example, Pan Yang broke up with his ex-girlfriend because his ex-girlfriend thought he was too obsessive.

At that time, Pan Yang asked him out, crying with snot and tears, not knowing what he did wrong.

He cried until his nose flowed out, and Ming Qian had to hand him a paper. He cried aggrievedly: "I just want to stay with her for a while, is it my fault? What couple in love doesn't want to be entangled? She Said that I broke up with me because I pestered her, but in fact, she didn't love me!"

At that time, Ming Qian was so shocked that his skin got goosebumps, and he really couldn't understand why the original reason for breaking up could be so miraculous.

"She said she didn't have a private space, and said that she would rather be alone in the room in a daze than see me all the time." Pan Yang drank too much wine, screaming and howling, he really didn't understand what he did by himself Something was wrong, and I don't understand why his girlfriend broke up with him for this peculiar reason.

At that time, Ming Qian felt that falling in love was indeed the most unreasonable thing in the world, and it didn't have any logic.

But he really didn't expect to encounter such a situation.

He has always felt that there must be a reason for people to be angry, as long as they find the reason and solve the problem, it will be fine.

But after Youjun got angry just now, he suddenly discovered that not everyone can find the reason for being angry.

The only good thing is that Youjun's temper came and went quickly, and soon he behaved the same as usual.

The hotpot restaurant has two tables of business in the afternoon, and the accents are from outsiders. I guess they are here to travel. The accommodation is booked in the Changjia Hotel above the hotpot restaurant. It was too late and I hadn’t had lunch yet, so I walked with the principle of the nearest Entered the Shanhai hot pot restaurant.

"If you didn't want to eat hot pot, I wouldn't eat it." The young boy sat on the chair and wiped the table with disgust. He wrinkled his nose and complained non-stop, "The plane is still late, get off The plane has to eat this stuff."

The man sitting opposite him had a good temper. After handing over the menu to Ming Qian, he smiled shyly and turned to the young man and said, "Okay, don't complain."

The little boy became even angrier, and chattered endlessly: "In the first place, what kind of food is hot pot? If you blow it so hard, it's just a big pot of stew, either spicy or spicy.

"Tell you not to eat this, you must eat it."

The man subconsciously turned his head to look at Ming Qian, he was relieved when he found that Ming Qian didn't pay attention to this side, and said with a straight face: "I've already sat down, if you want to go, go, anyway, I can't hold back this face."

"You just have a good face." The little boy sneered, "If you insist on coming in to eat, you won't listen to me when I tell you."

The man is still holding back: "Stop talking, the boss is still in the store."

Little boy: "What am I afraid of? It's what I'm afraid of. I heard that hot pot is a fisherman who used to fish. If he wanted to eat hot food, he put the prepared food into the pot, filled it with water, and boiled it for a while."

"Even if you add more spices, it's still food for the poor." The little boy looked at the watch on his wrist, "You too, the hotel you booked is also bad, anyway, I don't live here, so I have to change the hotel or go out to live by myself. "

The man took two deep breaths.

Fortunately, Yao brought the bottom of the pot and didn't make the man explode.

Yao just came out of the back kitchen, his head was sweating from cutting vegetables, and his cheeks were flushed. He bent down to put the pot away, then imitated Ming Qian and said with a smile: "Guest, the pot is on, over there." You can make a bowl yourself, I suggest you make a bowl of soup first, add some green onions or coriander, it is very fragrant."

The man smiled and said, "Thank you."

Yao waved his hands and said shyly, "You're welcome."

After Yao left, the little boy said in a strange tone: "What? Your eyes are stuck to him, and you can't even pull them off?"

The man lowered his voice and scolded: "You are enough, have you eaten gunpowder today? Are you not happy to see anything?"

The little boy snorted, and after a while he said: "You want to eat hot pot, I will accompany you to eat, and I can't complain?"

"It's hard for us to go out for a trip. We don't live well, and we don't eat well." The little boy became more and more aggrieved as he talked, "I said before that I should make the itinerary. ?”

Man: "I have no money! Come on!"

Little boy: "I'm rich! Tell me, will I still despise you?!"

The man sighed: "I don't want to spend your money, I'm older than you."

The little boy stopped talking, and felt a little sweet in his heart, but he couldn't hold back his face and apologize, so he could only lower his head and not look at the other party.

Until the hot pot boils.

The thick mellow aroma of the clear soup and the stimulating spicy aroma of the red soup blend together to form a more attractive aroma, which makes people salivate involuntarily and feel hungry.

Haruka also took the plate and started serving the food.

He reminded again that it is best to drink a bowl of soup before eating.

Probably because he was coaxed well, the little boy didn't lose his temper at Yao, he went silently to get two empty bowls, put a little chopped green onion in each bowl, and then served the soup standing up.

The man also heaved a sigh of relief, and took the soup bowl from the little boy's hand. The soup was still a little hot. He blew on it a few times, and then brought it to his mouth for a sip when he felt it was ready to drink.

I just took a sip, and the soup in my mouth was only a little bit, not even a sip.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked up at the little boy's eyes.

"Hurry up and drink!" the man excitedly said, "It tastes better than the soup made in high-end restaurants."

The umami taste still remained in his mouth, he couldn't believe that he could drink such soup in such a street hot pot restaurant.

After a long walk, nothing soothes the spirit and the stomach quite like a bowl of delicious soup.

The little boy was no longer angry, he picked up the soup bowl, took a sip like a man, then widened his eyes in disbelief, the two gazes met in the air, the little boy subconsciously shouted: "Damn... ...what kind of soup is this?"

His voice was too loud, which startled Ming Qian who was standing in front of the counter talking to Youjun. Ming Qian said subconsciously: "It's just ordinary broth, using chicken ribs and duck legs, and also put some beef. The beef is Minced meat can absorb oil, so this soup is not greasy."

The little boy took another sip and knew for the first time that the soup was so delicious.

He drank down a bowl of soup, filled another bowl for himself, and went to the toilet until he couldn't drink any more, and then started to use his chopsticks to cook vegetables.

But he can only pour the dishes to be cooked into the pot, and the men are the ones who need to be hot, and put them into his bowl when they are hot.

Neither of them cared about talking, they were all engrossed in eating, the mobile phone that they never could put down was put on the table, and no one thought to look at it.

Ming Qian leaned on the desk at the front desk, and whispered to You Jun, "I guess I won't be able to go to the playground this weekend. I thought there would be no business at all. It doesn't matter if it's a weekend or not, but business is so good now, let's go to another time." go."

He spoke in a very soft voice, afraid that You Jun would be angry again, and he thought that You Jun would definitely be angry. After all, changing his mind, in some people's eyes, it is an advance greeting, which is nothing, but in some people's eyes, it is just letting go of pigeons. , broke his promise.

But this time Youjun did not do what he expected, Youjun just replied flatly: "Okay."

Ming Qian blinked, thinking he was hallucinating, he said again: "You really don't want to go?"

You Jun still said: "Okay."

Youjun changed sex?Or has the world turned into magic?

Ming Qian magically touched the back of his head and whispered, "Then I'll go to the nearby supermarket to buy some snacks."

After Mingqian left, Youjun closed his eyes, echoing what happened just now.

Unlike the human race, the divine beast has a very good memory. Even if it is an enemy thousands of years ago, he can remember what the other party did, and how he peeled the other party's skin and dug out the internal organs. As long as he is willing to recall, he can be like It's like returning to the past, and I can even remember the mood at that moment.

He began to recall the moment when his mood suddenly changed.

At that time Mingqian was talking.

Talking to the snake.

It's just a snake, in You Jun's eyes, a monster is not even much better than a stone on the roadside.

But Ming Qian would focus on that monster with those clear eyes.

Youjun's hands were clenched into fists, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his expression gradually became ferocious. It was not until he exhaled a few times that he gradually calmed down.

Could it be that his mood changed drastically just because Ming Qian saw the snake?

Will you feel uncomfortable?

why?

You Jun couldn't figure it out.

He had never felt this way.

In the past, whoever made him feel uncomfortable, he would tear the opponent's throat. In the prehistoric period, monsters and beasts were everywhere. Whoever is stronger can survive, and whoever is stronger is justified.

But Mingqian made him feel so uncomfortable, but he was just angry, and didn't even move a single hair of Mingqian.

You Jun pursed his lips, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

His eyes fell on the back kitchen as if he could penetrate the wall.

Yiyi, who was chopping vegetables in the back kitchen, shuddered, she didn't dare to move, and stopped chopping vegetables.

Yao, who was standing next to her, swallowed and didn't dare to move, as if the pause button had been pressed for the two of them.

Yiyi's eyes widened, with tears in her eyes, but she didn't dare to blink to let the tears fall. She couldn't speak, and couldn't even beg for mercy.

Just when she felt that a hand was pinching her heart and was about to take her life away, she suddenly felt her whole body loosen.

"I bought tea for you." Mingqian put the shopping bag on the counter and took out a box of bamboo leaf green, "I don't know if the tea sold in the supermarket is good, but the boss said this is the best one. If you If you don’t like it, I’ll look for it later.”

You Jun's eyes softened, but he said in his mouth: "What good tea can the human race have now?"

Ming Qian said with a smile: "That's not necessarily the case. In the past, there were few high-quality teas because the cultivation technology was not up to standard, which consumed a lot of manpower and produced less. No matter how bad it is now, it will not be much worse than in ancient times."

You Jun nodded, barely agreeing with Ming Qian's statement.

"Boss, check out." The man and the little boy walked to the counter.

After Mingqian walked to the counter, he usually did the work himself when he was there, as long as he was not too busy.

"260 three." Ming Qian said with a smile, "I'll wipe off the change for you, just give it two hundred and six."

The man took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code. After scanning, the little boy standing beside him asked, "Boss, can your store deliver food?"

Ming Qian was stunned for a moment, and replied: "There is no such business at present, and the manpower is not enough."

The little boy sighed: "We live in the hotel upstairs, and sometimes we are too lazy to go downstairs. Boss, people are very busy now, and most of them order takeaway."

Ming Qian said helplessly, "I know that too, but I really don't have time to develop this business right now."

The little boy had no choice but to poke his waist with the man's hand from behind. The little boy found that he couldn't hide, so he blushed and asked, "Boss, did you hear what I said just now?"

Ming Qian asked inexplicably, "What did you hear?"

The little boy thought that Ming Qian was pretending to be stupid on purpose, so he summoned up his courage and said, "What I said just now was pretty ugly, and I didn't mean to hurt you, let alone really want to hurt hot pot, just because I was in a bad mood."

"Ah?" Ming Qian looked at Youjun.

Youjun avoided his gaze and sneered.

That sneer made the little boy feel as if a bucket of ice water was being poured over his head.

It made his internal organs feel cold.

"I'm sorry." The little boy's nose was also red, and he lowered his head to apologize, "I just took the opportunity to lose my temper. The hot pot is really delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious hot pot."

Ming Qian found that the little boy was about to cry, and quickly said: "It's nothing, nothing, you don't need to cry if it's delicious."

Ming Qian adjusted the atmosphere and said, "If you feel embarrassed, you can advertise more to your relatives and friends and let them come over to eat hot pot."

The little boy said sullenly, "Okay."

The man patted the little boy on the shoulder, and took him out with a half-embraced, half-hugged hand. The man coaxed him with a smile: "It's not that difficult to apologize, is it?"

Little boy: "If it weren't for the delicious hot pot, I wouldn't apologize."

"The boss has a better temper than you." The little boy said, "He is also handsome and has a great figure."

The man pretended to be jealous: "Then you go to him and see if he falls in love with you."

The little boy rolled his eyes: "Are you blind? I was observing just now. He must have something to do with that handsome guy at the front desk, but he hasn't noticed yet."

Speaking of this little boy, he became excited: "I suspect that the handsome guy at the front desk has a crush on the boss."

Man: "...where did you see that?"

The little boy laughed and said, "Intuition, you don't understand, just like when I saw you back then, I knew you would definitely be my boyfriend."

"And they must have gotten into a fight." The little boy said, "I found that the front desk has been watching the back kitchen, and that look, tsk tsk, is super scary."

Man: "...Why didn't I find out? Don't be so exaggerated every time you say something. "

The little boy said disgustedly: "You don't understand, the handsome guy at the front desk must be jealous."

Little boy: "His reaction is just like you are usually jealous."

The man doesn't admit it: "When have I ever been jealous?"

Little boy: "It's fine if you don't admit it, anyway, I've never missed this kind of thing."

Inside the shop, Ming Qian was clearing the table when a figure silently appeared behind him.

When Ming Qian turned around, he was almost taken aback by You Jun, he let out a breath and asked, "What's wrong?"

Youjun was silent for a while, and finally he could only choke out a sentence: "You come with me."

Ming Qian could only put down the bowls and chopsticks, let Yao come out to clean up, and followed You Jun to a corner outside the store—this corner was a passage between their shop and the adult goods store, but it was a blocked alleyway, and there were usually people Come here to smoke, so there are cigarette butts everywhere.

I don't know why You Jun asked himself to come out, Ming Qian can only wait for You Jun to speak.

"What do you think of that snake?" You Jun looked down into Ming Qian's eyes.

Ming Qian thought this question was very strange, but he still answered: "Yiyi is pretty good, she works neatly, and the food she buys is good. She doesn't complain about such a heavy workload, and she doesn't take the initiative to ask for a raise."

Youjun: "This deity is saying that you have no yearning for her?"

He asked calmly, but his lips were tightly pressed.

Ming Qian laughed out loud: "I thought I was asking something, how could I like Yiyi, she is not my type, not to mention how can a boss fall in love with an employee? How do you get paid if you fall in love?"

Although he didn't know why Youjun came to ask this suddenly, Ming Qian didn't think much about it - after all, Youjun's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, no matter how hard he guessed, he probably couldn't guess right, so he didn't bother to guess.

"Go back." Ming Qian rubbed his neck.

Just as he was about to leave this alley, Jun You's voice came from behind: "Is this deity your employee?"

Ming Qian was almost amused, he turned his head and showed You Jun a bright smile: "You are not, you are my ancestor."

After he finished speaking, he ran away, so as not to be caught back by Youjun and give him a strange meal.

After he left for a while, You Jun came out from the alley, the haze in his eyes dissipated, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a slight curvature, but he quickly restrained himself, and returned to his calm and prestige appearance .

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"Dad, don't watch TV, come over to eat quickly." The woman brought the food to the table.

The old man sitting on the sofa reluctantly stood up, walked slowly to the dining table and sat down, muttering softly, "I don't know what I'm urging."

"My daughter has served all the food on the table, and you are the only old man who talks a lot." The old lady scolded.

The woman smiled and said, "Eat and watch."

Old man: "I'm going to switch to a local station, and I want to watch the food directly."

The woman was a little surprised: "This show is still on? How many years has it been?"

The old man thought for a while: "You have been broadcasting since you became an adult."

The old man gave birth to a child late, almost 70 years old, and his daughter has not yet turned [-].

The woman went to tune the TV channel to the local station, and the family watched while eating.

When she saw Mr. Zeng, the woman was surprised and said, "This old man looks familiar."

"Does it look familiar? He was the host at the beginning, and he hosted it for six or seven years." The old man recalled the past, "There was no mobile phone at that time. If you want to go to a restaurant and don't know where to eat, just watch which one is recommended by this program." shop."

The old lady also said: "Back then Zeng Guoqiang looked much more energetic than now."

Old man: "More than ten years have passed, can you not be old? How many people in their seventies and eighties are still energetic?"

Women are not very interested in this kind of TV programs, and the news is often played during meals at home, but she always goes in one ear and out the other, and as usual, she is not ready to watch TV.

until--

"This boy is handsome." The old lady looked at the TV.

The old man also said: "As handsome as I was when I was young."

The woman looked up at the TV, and there happened to be a close-up of the face of a young man on the TV, and she could see it at a glance. This program did not use filters, and she could clearly see the real skin texture of the man's face, and she could also see the man's face My skin is fine, no spots or acne.

Most importantly, she was attracted by the other's eyes.

For the first time, she felt that the saying "the eyes are the windows to the soul" was true.

After a few mouthfuls of rice, she shifted her attention from dry rice to the TV. When the man said frankly that his shop could not be rented out, he opened a hot pot restaurant because he had no choice but to hire a chef. , She couldn't help laughing when the least manpower was needed.

When the host and Mr. Zeng started eating hot pot, her feelings changed.

She looked down at the dishes on the table—these dishes were cooked by herself. Although she was still single, she moved out of home after work and bought a single apartment near the company. live.

I come back one day a week to see my parents, and she cooks all the meals for this day.

But for so many years, she can eat so-so dishes, and her parents can't say that the food is unpalatable because she is their own daughter. In addition, the food is not too salty or too bland, and it is indeed okay.

Usually in the company, I go downstairs to buy boxed lunches, or order takeaway, or eat bowls of noodles.

For hot pot and the like, cook and eat more once a month.

The woman swallowed, she was hungry.

The old lady glanced at the address at the bottom of the screen: "Hey, this store is not far from us."

The old man echoed: "It's not far, but we old couple can't eat spicy food now, otherwise we can try it."

Woman: "Isn't that a clear soup pot? Just eat it as a soup pot."

The old lady waved her hand: "Isn't it a waste to go out to eat? I have everything at home, and it costs a few hundred to eat out, and dozens of dollars to eat at home. There are also meat and vegetable soups. How can I be so extravagant?"

The old man nodded: "Yes."

The woman finished her meal in a few bites, took out her mobile phone and clicked into the group. After checking everyone one by one, she sent a message and said, "Are there any girls who want to eat hot pot?"

No one replied.

The woman thought about it, took a picture of the TV with her mobile phone, sent it to the group of friends, and sent another one: "Are there any girls who want to watch Xiao Xianrou?"

Someone in the group responded quickly: "Wow, handsome guy, I'll sign up, I'll sign up."

"I can do this type."

"It doesn't look like you're 25 yet?"

"That's about my age, hehe."

"When are you going? Or at noon tomorrow?"

"It's noon tomorrow. The hot pot restaurant must be crowded at night."

"The photo was taken away."

"I'll check to see if there is any video on the Internet, and cut a high-definition one."

"A beauty that can't be concealed by the death scenes of the local TV station."

"I'm going to contribute. It's unreasonable not to release such a handsome little fresh meat."

"He's more handsome than some of the fresh meat in the entertainment industry."

Woman: "...I just asked if you want to eat hot pot."

"Eat it! Why don't you eat it! Does eating hot pot affect our discussion of handsome guys?!"