Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

Before entering the hot pot restaurant, Wu Miao was still a little reluctant. He is a tall man who runs a company at home. He is a rich second generation who has had no troubles since he was a child. The only trouble is that he has no business of his own so far. The materials for work, the university was sent abroad by the family to study finance, but the result was almost stuck at the graduation stage.

After finally returning to China, he was stuffed into his own company. As a result, the employees under him complained a lot, and his scalp was numb, so he had to leave the company.

He wasted two years and finally decided to be a model - he doesn't think he is inferior to other male models, he is tall, his face is not ugly, and he has a sense of fashion, his clothes are always the new season of luxury clothing , he is also a member of a luxury brand, and he wears custom-made clothes when he goes to formal places.

Since he is not good at anything else but only good at eating, drinking and having fun, then being a model must be very suitable for him.

So Wu Miao started to move towards the road of modeling. The first thing is to lose fat. Although he is not fat, his muscles are not strong. What a model needs is not to be strong, but to be thin and beautiful.

He started to lose fat on his own half a year ago, but it is easy to confuse fat loss and weight loss.

In order to see the effect as soon as possible, Wu Miao puts all the emphasis on dieting.

Eat only green salad and chicken breast every day - there is no salad in the green salad, just a little salt.

Of course it was tough at first, he wanted to give up several times, but he felt that if he gave up now, it would be too embarrassing.

An adult is still eating at home. Not only is he eating, but even his own brother is eating. He has no career, no achievements that can be praised by others, and he will not dare to show up at family gatherings in the future.

He was afraid of the look of disdain in other people's eyes when they saw him.

A rich second generation, if he is capable and capable, then the identity of the rich second generation is an embellishment on him, a commendatory term.

But if a rich second generation has no ambitions and is useless, then everyone can despise him, because he was born with wealth and stood on the shoulders of countless people, so he failed to achieve anything. The word rich second generation is a derogatory term.

So he must persevere, even if he does not know how to do business and knows nothing about the company, as long as he has made achievements in another industry, he will still be successful.

If you have the heart, you can do anything.

He did lose a lot of weight, which gave him great encouragement, and then he became obsessed with dieting.

At the end of the diet, he felt like throwing up when he smelled a little fishy or meaty smell, and he couldn't eat meat, and he would throw up even after eating.

Before, he thought about being like a supermodel, spitting it out after eating to deceive his tongue and stomach, but he heard that doing so would corrode his teeth, and his teeth would rot, so he didn't dare to do it again.

The end result was that he was anorexic.

It's not anorexia to be precise, because he hasn't reached a particularly outrageous level, and the doctor also said that as long as he is willing to eat, he has not yet reached the point where he needs drug intervention, and Wu Miao's mental health is very healthy, so he has enough. The strength is to be thin and handsome.

His parents and brother couldn't stand it anymore, so they found a vigorous female assistant from the company to come and treat him.

The person who treats him can't be a good-tempered person, otherwise Wu Miao will definitely kick his nose in the face.

It can't be a man either, Wu Miao can do any shameless thing when facing a man, it's not a problem to roll around, but if it's a woman, he might still have some face.

The female assistant was almost speechless with Wu Miao.

She put down the work she was doing and took the risk of being replaced by someone else when she went back. She took over for almost a week and still had no results.

After all, there are more than one assistant and secretary next to the vice president of the company.

It is not certain whether she still has her previous status when she returns.

Moreover, she had no place to vent her pressure, even when she lost her temper, she had to be careful, so as not to scold Wu Miao so much that she would get out of bed.

"Let's eat some fruit first." The female assistant went to grab some fruit.

During this time, Wu Miao was able to eat fruit well, but she didn't want to eat watermelon and cantaloupe. She hated these two kinds of sugar and only ate dates.

They came late, and it was almost two o'clock at noon, and there were only four tables in the shop including them, and the other three tables were almost finished.

Wu Miao also doesn't think there are any good fruits in such a small shop. He has also been to ordinary hot pot restaurants. The self-service area can be said to have everything you need. There are much more fruits and cold dishes than this shop, but the taste is not good. , There is no limit to self-service things, and the quality is good, what money does the store make?

The price of good fruit is not cheap. Although watermelon is everywhere, the price of good seedless watermelon is still high.

Not to mention grapes, a kind of imported grapes that were popular some time ago are sold by the piece.

Wu Miao ate a jujube, his whole body shook as soon as he ate it, and he looked at the jujube in the plate in amazement.

There are too many good things to eat, but the things that can surprise him are even more strange.

The female assistant was eating watermelon, and she finished the watermelon and cantaloupe that she brought over. If she hadn't saved her stomach to eat hot pot, she would still be able to eat it. Then when she looked up, she found Wu Miao was staring at Zao in a daze.

These dates are all ordinary jujubes, not the bigger and crisper green dates. Because they are ordinary, they have such a strange taste.

The female assistant said proudly: "This restaurant has become very popular recently. There are no local food lovers who don't know about it. If you come here at night, you may have to wait for more than an hour to eat."

Wu Miao snorted, "These dates are pretty good, buy some when you go back."

The female assistant sneered: "Didn't you say you don't eat?"

Wu Miao ate another jujube and said stiffly, "I said that I don't eat hot pot, but I didn't say that I don't eat fruit. I usually eat a lot of fruit."

Chen Yan brought up the bottom of the pot, and the heavy bottom of the pot felt light in Chen Yan's hands, as if he hadn't used much effort.

He smiled at the female assistant and Wu Miao before putting down the pot and turning on the fire.

Seeing Chen Yan's smile, the female assistant felt inexplicably much better, as if the pressure accumulated during this period had been swept away.

Chen Yan put down the pot and said, "You can have a bowl of soup first, everyone else does this, hot soup is good for your appetite."

Generally, drinking a small bowl of soup before a meal can remind your body that you are about to eat.

The stern face of the female assistant finally showed a smile: "Thank you."

Chen Yan: "In the self-service area over there, you can make your own dipping dishes."

The female assistant went to make a dipping dish for herself. She asked for some sesame paste, some garlic and chopped green onion. She didn't like to put too much.

Wu Miao sat in his seat and didn't move. Anyway, he wouldn't eat hot pot anyway. If this case was opened, he would definitely be forced to eat more. He hasn't lost weight yet, so how can he waste all his previous efforts? Woolen cloth?

Anyway, he's a model!Even his own parents can't stop him!

"Forget it if you don't eat, just watch me eat." The female assistant is not used to him, anyway, she will tell the boss honestly, and her job is an assistant, let her be the nanny of this giant baby What's the matter?

There is a specialization in art, and her skills are not here.

The female assistant also made the soup bowl for drinking. She put some chopped green onion in the bowl, and after watching the bottom of the pot boiled, she took a spoonful, blew a couple of sips, and then took a sip.

It was a little hot, but she still tasted the taste of the soup, which made her squint her eyes and let out a long and comfortable breath.

After staying by Wu Miao's side for so long, her mood is getting worse and worse. She hasn't eaten well recently. She just ordered fast food to fool her. Now it's good to have a bowl of soup to drink.

Wu Miao looked at the boiling soup base, and felt a little greedy after a long absence. He turned his head away from looking at it, thinking that he could resist the temptation in this way.

The female assistant blew on the soup two more times, and put it into her mouth after making sure it was not hot. The delicious and warm soup flowed into her stomach, and she felt that every pore on her body was opened.

The dishes were also served one after another. The assistant first poured the radishes and tomatoes into the clear soup pot, and then picked up the loin slices and ate them.

If at the beginning she still remembered to put on a show and eat Wu Miao, then now she completely forgot about Wu Miao and only wanted to enjoy the meal.

It's not that she hasn't been to high-end hotels, but she goes to those occasions for socializing, not so much for dinner, as for drinking.

On the contrary, in such a small street shop, she doesn't have to force herself to drink, and can seriously enjoy the delicious food.

After eating for a few minutes, she went to pick up some fruit again. After eating some meat, she ordered fruit, which was sweet and spicy.

Wu Miao watched the assistant work hard, and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you persuade me?"

She usually persuades him when eating!

If she persuades her this time, maybe he will give her some face and take a bite.

Assistant: "Don't you want to eat? I won't force you."

Wu Miao looked miserable being bullied, with an expression of "you come and force me".

The assistant ate a plate of beef, and drank another bowl of soup. She ate up all the radishes in the clear soup. Because she couldn't take spicy food, she would wrap it in thick sesame sauce, and even dipped the dish for three times. back.

Wu Miao: "..."

Sister, do you still remember why you brought me here?

It's to persuade me to eat!Advise me!I!

The assistant finally noticed the look in Wu Miao's eyes. She didn't expect Wu Miao to eat anything this time, so she asked casually, "Do you want some? I also ordered stewed vegetables and pumpkin pie."

When she asked this question before, Wu Miao would raise her head to show her determination to go on a diet.

But this time Wu Miao swallowed her saliva, went down the donkey and said, "Then I'll try."

"But don't you think I'll eat what you want me to eat!"

Wu Miao said firmly: "I want to be a model, I have to have a good figure."

The assistant was pleasantly surprised, and then watched Wu Miao impatiently walk to the self-service area, and mixed the dipping dish for herself. The assistant took a closer look, and was stunned——Wu Miao turned out to be an oil dish!

"How do you prepare the oil dish? Sesame sauce is the best!" The assistant thought that Wu Miao hadn't eaten hot pot a few times, so she took the initiative to ask Ying to adjust the dipping sauce for Wu Miao.

Wu Miao: "I don't like sesame seeds, so leave me alone, I want to eat oil dishes!"

The two looked at each other, and the assistant remembered his mission, as long as Wu Miao can eat, it doesn't matter what dish he eats.

The assistant himself was half full, and began to work tirelessly to warm vegetables and meat for Wu Miao, and worried that Wu Miao hadn't eaten anything during this time, mainly vegetables, and Wu Miao didn't even dare to dip a little in the red soup pot.

But Wu Miao didn't realize it himself. He frowned, and just as soon as he swallowed the lettuce in his mouth, he hurriedly said, "I want to eat meat."

The assistant was slandering Wu Miao that she had no hands, and she continued to say, "You haven't eaten meat for a long time, and the red soup is so spicy, I'm afraid you will have vomiting and diarrhea when you go back."

Wu Miao refused to listen to the persuasion: "My stomach is very good, you give me the hairy belly, and I will burn it myself."

The ones in Mingqian's store are all fresh hairy tripe, which is the kind that can't be chewed after being scalded for a long time. Wu Miao scalded two slices by herself and didn't bite.

The assistant had no choice but to scald him with his hairy belly, and swore in his heart that he would never find this kind of boyfriend in the future. She couldn't bear this kind of man. I guess only women with strong motherhood can bear it. A woman who treats her husband like a son just work.

Some people boiled vegetables and meat, and Wu Miao felt refreshed after eating it. He ate hard, comforting himself while eating without looking up. He had been on a diet for so long before, and it must be okay to be full once in a while.

He didn't believe that this meal could bring back all the meat.

When the stewed vegetables were served, the dishes on the table had almost been settled.

Wu Miao asked Chen Yan: "Is there any sweet soup?"

Chen Yan replied with a smile: "There is white fungus soup in the back kitchen, but it has not been placed in the self-service area. I can provide you with a bowl for free, but I need your feedback."

Wu Miao nodded again and again: "Then give me a bowl."

The recipe for white fungus soup is very simple. The only seasoning is rock sugar. Besides white fungus, red dates and wolfberry are also added.

Ming Qian didn't buy ready-made dried white fungus, but fresh white fungus brought back by Yiyi Cong Guan Guan. After washing and removing the black part, he put it in the pot, added rock sugar, red dates and wolfberry, and stewed it together.

Ming Qian himself didn't like to drink particularly sweet white fungus soup. He also added lotus seeds to the white fungus soup, and put less rock sugar. He was satisfied with drinking it, but he didn't know if the guests were satisfied.

After all, locals are addicted to sweetness. There are many sweet dishes, some of which are so sweet that many outsiders can’t accept them.

Hearing that Chen Yan said that there were guests outside who wanted to drink white fungus soup, Ming Qian immediately went to fill a bowl: "After he drinks it, you must ask him if the taste suits him. If the taste is too bland, I will add more rock sugar." gone."

Chen Yan said with a smile: "Boss, don't worry. I also think this soup is delicious. If it's too sweet, it won't be good."

Too sweet and easy to get tired of.

Many hot pot restaurants offer tremella soup and mung bean soup in summer, but mung bean soup has always been better.

Ming Qian felt that what Chen Yan said was reasonable, but he was still a little worried, so he went out with Chen Yan to see what the guests had to say.

After eating a portion of beef, Wu Miao leaned back in his chair, and said to his assistant with a shy face, "I only ate this after you persuaded me to eat it."

The assistant pinched his nose and recognized it.

Is she easy? !She blanched Wu Miao's dishes for so long, but she didn't eat much of them herself. She thought she could eat some more.

Originally, she didn't have much hope when she came. After all, although many people on the Internet said that this hot pot restaurant is delicious, in fact, more people have never eaten it. Those who said it was delicious repeated those few words , People don't think they are misunderstood that they are sailors.

She almost didn't bring Wu Miao because of her stereotype.

When she came here, she still came with the idea of ​​"treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor".

Seeing that there were two guests at that table, Ming Qian went to fill another bowl, and together with Chen Yan, brought over two bowls of white fungus soup.

As soon as Wu Miao saw Ming Qian, his eyes lit up—You Jun was sitting behind the counter, he could only see one face, not the whole face, probably only half of it, or the chin, but Ming Qian just It's different, Ming Qian walked towards him, his steps are generous, and his figure can be seen at a glance.

The man who was walking towards Wu Miao was not short, and although he wasn't particularly tall, he was considered tall among the general population. His body proportions were good, with long legs and thin waist, broad shoulders, but not too much hips. Wide, such a figure looks good in linen, let alone a suit.

Especially Ming Qian is not yet strong, his exposed arm is not thick, but it will not make people feel weak, but the muscles are smooth and tight.

This is what Wu Miao wants!

Wu Miao's friends are basically the second generation of rich people. Later, when she wanted to be a model, she contacted people who knew the modeling circle.

Those people basically support him, and none of them can walk in a big show. At most, they will walk around the country, and they want to use Wu Miao's energy to go abroad for a show.

Moreover, female models are more attractive than male models, and it will take time for male models to develop.

So even if he met the male model, he didn't learn much.

"Are you the boss?" Wu Miao felt that such a man would definitely not be a waiter.

Ming Qian said with a smile: "Yes, I am the boss. This is freshly cooked white fungus soup. You two have a taste. If there is something not to your liking, you can tell me right now, and I will make improvements when I get back."

Wu Miao was not in a hurry to drink the soup, he asked anxiously, "How did you get this figure?"

Ming Qian was taken aback: "Huh?"

Wu Miao slowed down and asked again: "How did you manage to have such tight muscles?"

Wu Miao also thought about exercising before, but she was afraid that the muscles would be too exaggerated.

Ming Qian felt that this question was very strange, but since it was asked by a customer, it was not something he couldn't say, so he said: "Before opening the store, I would occasionally go for a run to exercise, but since the opening of the store, I haven't gone for a run."

Wu Miao: "..."

Wu Miao sighed and stopped asking any more questions. Everyone's physique is different. Anyway, it is impossible for him to improve his figure through running.

It is estimated that it will only make the calf muscles more developed.

He picked up the bowl and took a spoonful of white fungus soup with a spoon. He avoided the wolfberry, and there were only white fungus and lotus seeds in the spoon.

There is only one feeling at the moment of entrance-sweetness.

But after the sweetness passed, I noticed a hint of lotus seed fragrance.

He chewed slowly, only to feel that the white fungus soup here was different from the outside ones, the white fungus was more chewy, but not hard to chew.

The lotus seeds are sweet with a little bit of bitterness.

He doesn't feel tired.

After drinking a bowl of tremella soup unknowingly, he still didn't feel tired at all.

Although he loves to drink white fungus soup, he often only drinks one or two spoonfuls because the white fungus soup is too sweet.

But if the tremella soup is not sweet, it will taste very bland.

After all, white fungus soup only has sweetness, if even this sweetness is lightened, it will be no different from drinking plain water.

"It's delicious." Wu Miao praised softly after drinking.

Not convinced!It's a hot pot restaurant on the street, but everything in it is delicious, even the free fruit and white fungus soup taste so good, it's amazing.

Although hot pot can't serve a banquet, Wu Miao feels that the white fungus soup in high-end restaurants can't compare with the one here.

The gap is almost as big as the Himalayas.

Ming Qian also breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "If you still want to drink, ask the waiter to fill it up for you."

Wu Miao: "Then give me another bowl."

After Ming Qian and Chen Yan left, Wu Miao slumped on the back of the chair. He was already full, and another bowl of white fungus soup was enough.

His stomach was distended a little, and he started to worry.

Of course he was happy while eating, but he didn't know what to do when he looked at his belly after eating.

The assistant was also drinking white fungus soup. She drank it in small sips. She ate up all the lotus seeds in it before eating the white fungus and jujube. Soon she remembered her boss, and she could report to the boss tonight. It's also good to bring a bowl of white fungus soup to the boss from time to time.

Doesn't this show that she always keeps the leader in mind?

After all, it is impossible for her to give money or gifts to the boss, and her salary is all paid by the boss.

"Boss, can I pack a bowl of tremella soup when I leave?" the assistant asked loudly.

Ming Qian poked his head out from inside: "Beauty, free ones can't be packaged."

Assistant: "I'll give you the money, boss, set a price."

The cost of tremella soup is not high, Ming Qian thought about it: "Five yuan."

Assistant: "Success."

Wu Miao looked at the assistant with a moved face.

The assistant had goosebumps all over his body: "What are you doing?"

Wu Miao said happily: "You know I like to drink white fungus soup, and you even made a special trip to pack one for me, but I didn't even remember it myself."

assistant:"……"

You think too much.

When they finished eating, there were no other customers in the store except them. The assistant took a mint from the counter and sent a message to the boss to ask for credit after paying.

"Mr. Wu, Wu Miao has eaten."

There was a quick message back: "What do you eat?"

The assistant hesitated for a few seconds, but said honestly, "Hotpot."

Mr. Wu: "What! Can his stomach eat hot pot?"

Assistant: "I watched it, and I only gave him clear soup pot, and most of the food he ate was vegetarian."

Mr. Wu: "Forget it, as long as he can eat, he will have diarrhea at most, and it's better if the diarrhea is more serious. Let him have a good memory."

On the way back, the assistant asked Wu Miao: "Didn't you say before you went in that if you ate hot pot, your surname would not be Wu?"

Wu Miao: "That's what you persuaded me to eat."

The assistant said with a sinister smile, "Then you haven't eaten yet."

Wu Miao: "That's fine, my surname is no longer Wu, my surname and my mother's surname is Qian."

The assistant was very impressed, and deeply felt that it was a miracle that Wu Miao could only produce one dieting moth in so many years.

There was not much work in the afternoon, and only one table of guests came between three and five o'clock.

Ming Qian didn't have anything to do, so he just sat behind the counter and played games. When he was tired, he leaned to the side, just leaning on You Jun.

The moment Ming Qian leaned forward, his back felt cold.

It's over, You Jun must start again.

As a result, You Jun didn't respond, Ming Qian quickly sat up straight, pretending that nothing happened just now.

After playing the game for half an hour, Ming Qian was tired again, and leaned over again, this time he didn't get up immediately, but directly ignored Youjun, and played the game again in this position.

The mobile game he often plays is eating chicken, because it is very important to play the king's teammates. If a guest comes halfway, he will cheat his teammates.

It's not necessary to eat chicken, even if guests come, they can find a grass to lie on their stomachs, and it's okay to be beaten to death.

Ming Qian's skills are not bad, he can survive to the finals even if he is meticulous, and often eats chicken.

He originally wanted to teach You Jun to play this game, but at that time You Jun mocked him as "playing with things and losing his mind", so he never mentioned this tea again.

After another round, Ming Qian stretched out his hand to rub the back of his neck, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the back of his hand touched You Jun's face.

Ming Qian swallowed.

"What's the matter?" You Jun lowered his head slightly, his chin just resting on the top of Ming Qian's head.

Ming Qian whispered, "I'd better sit up."

How can you use You Jun as a pillow? !

He is too much!

He has seriously reflected on it!

You Jun frowned, and was about to say something, when he suddenly remembered the post he had read, and said very reluctantly: "If you want to rely on it, you can rely on it, can't I... I can't bear your weight? "

Ming Qian: "No, no, how can I do it?"

He was about to sit up, but You Jun put a hand around Ming Qian's chest.

Ming Qian was stunned.

Youjun was also stunned.

You Jun immediately withdrew his hand.

The posture just now made Youjun put his hand directly on Mingqian's chest.

Although the man's chest was nothing to touch, but for the first time Ming Qian felt someone else's palm directly covering his chest.

That taste was so miraculous, so miraculous that Ming Qian's whole body went numb, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and burrow into it.

He wouldn't feel this way even if his butt was touched.

Boys have a big scale when they joke, and it is common for boys to pinch their brother's buttocks when they are in school, and it doesn't make people feel anything.

But touching the chest is not enough.

It's also very strange to say, Ming Qian himself can't figure out why the buttocks are fine, but the breasts are not.

Youjun coughed lightly: "You and I are a fiancée, so what's the point of being intimate?"

Ming Qian smiled awkwardly: "I think so too."

Both of them didn't look at each other, Ming Qian also forgot to sit up straight, so they were in a stalemate.

Yiyi, who came out to breathe, saw their situation, and just as she looked over, Youjun's gaze fell on her.

Yiyi immediately straightened her back, and she gave You Jun a look: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I understand everything and can't say anything".

After expressing her loyalty, Yiyi didn't forget to make a hand trick behind the counter.

In this way, people passing by will not see the scene behind.

After doing all this, Yiyi is still very proud.

What a caring snake she is!It seems that she is one step closer to being enlightened by Youjun.

This blindfolded Youjun could get rid of it immediately if he wanted to, but he didn't move.

Ming Qian was embarrassed for a while, but he didn't notice that Yiyi had come out at all. He was about to sit up, but Youjun grabbed Ming Qian's waist again.

Now all the goosebumps on Mingqian's body rose.

But he couldn't tear Youjun's hand away, if he did, it would be like tacitly acquiescing to something.

Better to be more generous.

In the end, You Jun let go of his arms, and Ming Qian was able to sit up.

After parting, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Ming Qian was relieved because of embarrassment.

Youjun is not used to it, he is worried that his posture is not right.

"I'll go to the kitchen to have a look." Ming Qian put down his phone, and couldn't continue playing the game, and ran into the back kitchen as if fleeing.

You Jun looked at Ming Qian's back, turned on the phone again, and checked the post to see if what he had just done was right.

It was still very busy at night, although Ming Qian couldn't remember how many tables he had served, but he remembered that he basically stayed in front of the stove to fry pumpkin pancakes at night. The pumpkin pancakes sold well, and every table would order them.

Even if the customers who didn’t order at the beginning, they will order after seeing that other tables have ordered, and after ordering one, they will order the second.

There are also people who come here specifically for braised vegetables and pumpkin pie.

Especially for guests with elderly people at home, bring the elderly, order a clear soup base, order some vegetarian dishes, at most meatballs and shrimp slips, and then a table of stewed vegetables and pumpkin cakes.

There are also guests who come to entertain guests.

A large group eats hot enough to finish two or more beers.

There were also some drunken lunatics, but they were all easily resolved by Chen Yan, and then half hugged and half dragged away by his friends.

On the way home that night, Ming Qian still remembered that he was going to Guanguan tomorrow morning, so he asked Chen Yan to help make the dough for the pumpkin pie tomorrow morning.

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Guan Guan lives in the mountains, his only friend is Yiyi, and he rarely goes to nearby towns or cities because he has no money.

He guards several huge mountains, which are full of fruits, but he can't realize them.

Mingqian went with Yiyi, and Yiyi let Mingqian sit on her back.

Ming Qian was embarrassed: "This is not good, you are a girl."

After Yiyi changed back to her original shape, she couldn't type anymore, and could only circle around Mingqian.

He also used his head to push Mingqian, Mingqian had no choice but to climb up Yiyi's back.

Yiyi soars into the air, the hair on her back is very hard, not as soft as Youjun's, Mingqian feels his whole body is prickly when sitting, but he can't show it, what if Yiyi is sad?

Guan Guan lived far away, and Yiyi flew for more than an hour before they reached their destination.

This place is like an undeveloped, uninhabited virgin forest. Except for trees and grass, there are still these two things, but there are waterfalls and lakes in the mountains, and there are countless birds. When Yiyi landed, the nearby birds flapped their wings Fly up and make a cry from its mouth.

But Ming Qian didn't think it was noisy, but thought it sounded good, like a song.

Yiyi brought Mingqian to a cave.

Ming Qian asked curiously, "Do birds also have caves?"

Yiyi nodded, and then led Mingqian inside again.

The cave was bare and there was almost nothing there. They walked for a few minutes until they reached the deepest point, and then saw a bird's nest on the deepest stone.

This bird's nest is larger and more gorgeous than ordinary bird's nests.

The bird's nest is still built with branches, but the gaps in the branches are stuffed with beautiful stones of various colors, like gems, or just ordinary beautiful stones.

And in the middle of the nest lies a petite bird.

It's really only as big as a turtledove, but its feathers are very beautiful. The dark blue feathers look like pure black in a cave with little light, and when the light shines on it, it glows beautifully.

Ambilight.

Ming Qian blinked, thinking that this must be the most beautiful bird he has ever seen.

But soon this illusion disappeared.

"Mother Xipi! Why did you bring a man here!" The bird just opened its mouth and spit out human words, no matter the content or the tone, it was scolding.

Yiyi quickly took out her mobile phone and explained to Ming Qian: "Guan Guan is like this, as long as you make a sound, it's like cursing someone."

Mingqian: "..."

How is this like, it's just cursing, right?

Yiyi looked into Guan Guan's eyes, and didn't know what the two of them said. Guan Guan spread his wings, flew out of the nest, and took the shape of a human.

It was a grown man—and not as beautiful as he was, but a very masculine, average-looking man.

Except his hair is blue.

"I hate men!" Guan Guan scolded, "I only like women!"

Yiyi glared at him, shrunk her neck, but still insisted: "I only like women!"

Ming Qian blinked and said seriously: "I'm Yiyi's boss, and I'm here to talk to you about fruits."

Guan Guan was stunned for a moment, and immediately changed his expression. Although the tone of his speech was still swearing, the content was much better: "I have a lot of fruits, as long as you give me money, I will sell them to you, and I can't finish them by myself. "

Ming Qian: "I saw a lot of birds on the mountains."

He felt that Guan Guan might want to leave it for the same kind, after all, he couldn't finish eating so much fruit with one bird.

But he has planted so many. Thinking about it this way, Guan Guan is also a kind bird who loves his own kind.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Guan Guan, he screamed: "They are all thieves! Drive them away and come back again! They even eat the seeds! Shit everywhere! Let the seeds germinate where they shouldn't be!"

"Didn't you say that the human race eats everything?! Why didn't they eat them to extinction!"

Mingqian: "..."

He retracted his preface, this good-hearted bird is passive and kind.

Guan Guan: "If you can drive these birds away, you won't be charged for the fruit."

Ming Qian shook his head: "I can't chase the birds away, but I still have to spend money to buy the fruits. The fruits you grow are very good, and the price of Yiyi's harvested fruits is too low. I just came to talk to you about this."

Guan Guan glanced at Yiyi: "Yiyi is my friend, so I'm willing to sell it to her cheaply."

Yiyi is his only friend, she is also a woman, and she is a great beauty, he is willing to give the fruit to Yiyi.

Ming Qian took out the ring from his bag: "I'm not talking about this, I hope the price won't go up, but I can compensate you, take a look at this, do you like it?"

The moment the ring was taken out, Guan Guan's eyes lit up, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked up at Ming Qian's eyes: "Give this to me?"

Ming Qian nodded: "It's for you."

Guan Guan: "Really give it to me?!"

Ming Qian could only say in a firmer voice: "Really!"

Guan Guan quickly stretched out his hand, grabbed the ring as if grabbing it, and then directly opened his mouth wide to swallow the ring.

He didn't chew it either, he just swallowed it directly, and after he finished swallowing, he touched his stomach and said triumphantly, "It's safe now, those dead birds don't want to come and snatch my things again!"

"Then it's settled." Ming Qian heaved a sigh of relief, and finally the talk was settled.

Unexpectedly, Guan Guan suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes softly and pretentiously, fanned his eyes with long eyelashes, pinched his throat and asked, "Boss, can I go to work in your shop?"

"I can sing."

Ming Qian's mouth twitched.

Don't think he doesn't know, as long as Guan Guan makes a sound, it's like cursing.

At that time, the guests are eating, and Guan Guan is cursing at the side, can the picture still be seen?