Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant

In the early morning, when it was drizzling, Ming Qian picked up a call from Mr. Yang with a piece of bread in his mouth.

Mr. Yang's voice was very high-pitched, with obvious excitement and joy, as if he hadn't slept all night. He seemed to be unable to help notifying Ming Qian as soon as he got the result: "Xiao Ming, all solutions have been solved. Bracelets can be produced, the waterway is cut wider and wider, and three all-green bracelets can be cut out. It is a miracle that your stone not only exploded, but also exploded!"

He was as excited as if the stone was his own. Maybe this is the reaction of people in the industry when they see a good stone?

After Ming Qian swallowed the bread in his mouth, he asked, "Has the price increased?"

Mr. Yang: "I'm just about to tell you that I can't get this stone by myself. I guess I need to find several people to buy it together."

Ming Qian blinked, Mr. Yang couldn't take it down by himself?

Can't the boss of the Kaiyu company come up with the full amount?

How valuable is this stone?

After hanging up the phone, Ming Qian was still in a trance. He stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Youjun come out of the room dully.

When Youjun was at home, he didn't hide anything. His long silver hair slid down like a waterfall, his silver eyes were completely different from ordinary people, and his arrogance and indifference were clearer.

At this moment, Ming Qian suddenly figured out something he hadn't thought of——

Why can a stone that experts are not optimistic about be cut and exploded in his hands.

Is it really that he is very lucky, or is the industry misjudged?

Ming Qian put down the water glass in his hand, he asked You Jun: "Did you touch that rock...?"

Although it is a question, but the answer to this question is not suspenseful, otherwise why did You Jun ask to see it at that time?

Youjun didn't deny it either, he asked flatly, "Is it worth money?"

Ming Qian: "...not a little bit of value, I don't think twenty of them are worth as much as that stone."

You Jun was not surprised: "Humans love jade, and it is common to spend a lot of money for good jade."

Mingqian knows that jade culture has existed since ancient times, but jadeite seems to have become popular only in the late Qing Dynasty. Today, the price is no longer as low as that of traditional Hetian jade.

"No, it's not this." Ming Qian realized that his question had been taken away by You Jun, and he tried his best to bring the topic back, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Youjun frowned slightly: "You didn't want gold before, how does this deity know whether you will want it this time?"

Before Ming Qian could speak, You Jun continued, "Is it plausible that my fiancée is troubled by lack of money?"

You Jun was a bit depressed when he said this, he is a majestic beast, but if he shows a little supernatural power, he can make Mingqian's life extra nourishing wherever he is, but Mingqian doesn't want this, he doesn't want that, he has to work hard on his own.

When I was short of money, I didn't know how to reach out to myself, but instead missed the worthless rock at home.

Youjun got angry when he thought of this, raised his chin, and his voice became colder and colder: "Do you remember that you are the partner of this deity? When encountering troubles, you don't want to reach out to this deity, but pin your hope on a broken stone. If this deity refuses to let you , are you still planning to save food and money? Starve to death without opening your mouth?"

Ming Qian was stunned by You Jun's divergent brain power.

"How did you starve to death?" Ming Qian said, "I'm just not used to asking others to reach out."

You Jun seized the loophole in Ming Qian's words: "I am someone else?"

Ming Qian rubbed his temples with a headache: "You can't ask me to learn to rely on you immediately after living alone for nearly ten years. That's really difficult for me."

If he needs help from You Jun, he will mention it, because he has done this with his friends before, and it is not strange to help each other.

But if he was asked to ask Youjun for money, he would not be able to pass his own test, not to mention the most open-mouthed, he would never have thought that he still had the option of asking Youjun for money.

Neither of them spoke, You Jun looked out the window, did not look directly into Ming Qian's eyes, his voice was very soft, as if complaining: "You always have a reason."

Mingqian: "..."

"I did not mean that."

Ming Qian was in despair, he couldn't even recall how he and You Jun had quarreled again.

At this time, any words are pale, Ming Qian can only say: "I don't mean to blame you, I am also very happy that the stone is worth money, originally I wanted to thank you."

Youjun's ears seemed to move.

Mingqian looked at the tips of Youjun's ears, and suddenly felt that it would be great if Youjun himself could be as lively as his ears. Mingqian continued: "Mr. Yang is going to find a few more people to buy this stone together. Sliced, there are no variables."

This is not what You Jun wants to hear.

Ming Qian said: "When you get the money, what do you want to do with the money?"

Youjun didn't speak.

Ming Qian scratched his head: "Actually, I don't know. No matter how much money I have, I don't know where to spend it. Should I buy a car or a house? Or go on a trip? I don't know, but I only know that I will not live that kind of life soon. Yes, I'll still open a store and probably still have my hands full."

After finishing speaking, Ming Qian walked up to You Jun and forced You Jun to look at him.

Then he said in a steady and serious tone: "This is me. Before I met you, I always felt that I had failed."

"There is no job that can be done for a long time. When I go to work, I am flanked by the boss and Party A. I am exhausted. I don't know what my future and dreams are, and I don't have the right to choose." Mingqian suddenly grabbed You Jun's hand, He never said this to anyone, and he was always seen by others as energetic, and it seemed that no difficulty could knock him down.

But only Ming Qian knew that the reason he didn't fall was because the last straw hadn't fallen.

Ming Qian: "In order to repay the loan, I can't choose a job. As long as the salary is in place, I have to go."

"Even if I don't like the position or the company, I dare not resign."

When Mingqian talks about these things now, it’s like he’s talking about things in his previous life. His emotions don’t fluctuate in any way, he’s just narrating the past: “I’ve never relied on others, and I’ve relied on my parents before, but that was before I was in high school. gone."

"I want to try to learn to rely on you." Ming Qian said seriously.

You Jun's ears were already red, and his grievances disappeared without a trace when Ming Qian walked towards him.

He is not a human being, and cannot understand the thoughts of many human races. Fortunately, Ming Qian is a person who is willing to speak out his thoughts instead of keeping them in his heart.

Ming Qian asked softly, "Aren't you angry?"

Youjun's eyes widened: "Absurd, absurd! How can I be angry because of such a trivial matter?!"

"We need to learn to communicate." Ming Qian calmed down the fox's emotions and began to reason, "Is it difficult to tell me in advance what you are going to do?"

You Jun turned his head again: "I'm afraid you won't accept it."

Ming Qian: "How is it possible? As long as it wasn't abducted secretly, how could I not accept it?"

You Jun complained: "You will confiscate the gold from last time."

Ming Qian raised his forehead: "A mountain of gold, I was scared to death, and how to sell that kind of gold? Will it be discovered by the police? How will I explain it then? And I don't even know its source."

But the stone is different. The stone itself is not the same as gold. It is not a member of the monetary system.

Gold is directly linked to money. As a precious metal, gold has its own value, and the value of jade is given by those who love it.

Ming Qian: "This time, the stone will be sold directly, and the tax can be paid through Brother Yang's company, which is a reasonable and legal income."

Only then did Youjun vaguely understand Mingqian's meaning.

Ming Qian: "Do you want to eat something?"

"There's bread and eggs in the kitchen."

Youjun shook his head, the two of them packed up and went out together, Yao went to the store earlier than them, there were only Mingqian and Youjun along the way, Mingqian breathed a sigh of relief into the palm of his hand, the white mist slowly rose, winter was coming arrive.

You Jun's hand suddenly stretched out from the other side, Ming Qian naturally shook it.

"Your hands are very warm." Ming Qian let out a long and comfortable breath.

Warm in winter and cool in summer, Youjun is a must-have for home travel, but unfortunately there is only one Youjun, and Mingqian can only enjoy it.

In two days, the program team will end filming.

The filming process was very hard, but when it was time to call it a day, the guests began to feel reluctant again.

In this small hot pot restaurant, they have changed from kitchen killers to competent employees, and even become friends with regular customers. Every time they come to regular customers, they will give free drinks to them familiarly.

The one who reacted the most was He Qin. She couldn't cheer up all day and almost fell down when she went down the steps.

When the others saw it, they just asked her to sit beside her and have a good rest, probably because she was too tired.

But He Qin knew that was not the case.

"What's wrong?" Ming Qian handed He Qin a bottle of drink, "You're in a bad mood?"

He Qin nodded, then shook his head again.

"I'm leaving, so I don't want to part with the people in the store?" Ming Qian asked again.

He Qin opened her mouth: "Although I'm tired this month, I've been very relaxed. I don't have to worry about the next film appointment, whether the next co-actor is reliable or not, and I don't have to worry about carrying the sedan chair for others."

This hot pot restaurant is like a paradise, although it is busy but fulfilling, the troubles outside are left outside.

Ming Qian unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water. He comforted, "That's because you didn't really work here."

"There is an old saying that goes well, do what you do and hate what you do."

"Those who study medicine advise others not to study medicine, and those who study painting advise others not to paint."

"The flowers are the most beautiful when you see them in the fog, but they are not so beautiful when you really understand them."

Artists have no financial pressure. They come to work in hot pot restaurants to experience life, and they know it in their hearts.

If they really went to work as waiters or builders, they could only get a salary of three or four thousand a month, and most of the salary was used to pay the rent. Would they still think this job was very good?

He Qin smiled: "Boss, are you and the cashier brother a couple?"

Ming Qian didn't hide it either: "Is it obvious?"

He Qin nodded: "But I guess you are still in the ambiguous stage?"

Ming Qian touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment.

He Qin's tone was envious: "I think falling in love is also the most beautiful stage at this stage. There is a kind of ambiguity and tacit understanding, and a certain distance is maintained, which is a bit mysterious. This state is the best."

Ming Qian thought about it, he had never been in a relationship before, and You Jun seemed to have never talked about it either, are the two of them in an ambiguous state now?

Is it mysterious?

There seems to be no sense of mystery, after all, they lived together too early, and you probably know how many moles he has on his body.

And in his eyes, You Jun has long since lost the veil of arrogance and mystery at the beginning, but a big fox who can be jealous, sulk, protect him, and want to give him all the good things.

He Qin stood up: "I'm going to work."

Ming Qian didn't want to act like Zhou Baopi: "Would you like to take a break?"

He Qin shook her head: "I can't miss work without reason."

Starting at [-]:[-] noon, the hot pot restaurant is full of people, and the waiting area at the entrance is full of customers waiting in line. Some of them are chatting, some are taking pictures. The traffic behind them is the best background. Mingqian will come out occasionally Trade the waiting area for free tea and snacks.

These teas and snacks were not made by Ming Qian himself, but bought in bulk from wholesalers.

The taste is no different from other stores, it just allows customers to rest their stomachs while waiting.

Ming Qian took away the empty plate on the table, and put down the plate full of "cat ears".

After two o'clock, the number of customers in the store gradually decreased, and it began to rain again.

Mingqian didn't rest today, he was busy cleaning the dishes and cleaning the store.

Across the street, a few people were standing behind a tree looking at the hot pot restaurant.

"Is this the restaurant? I don't think it should be included in our review." The gray-haired elderly man was very serious, "A hot pot restaurant, no matter how good it tastes, will never be on the table."

The middle-aged woman also said: "I think so too. If Chinese food is to be ranked in the top [-] this year, it should be Chinese food."

Several other people also felt that there was no need to go to this store.

"Then we have reached an agreement." The gray-haired man closed his notebook.

They are all members of the jury of Asia Crystal, and the leading man himself is the owner of a Japanese restaurant. The jury has restrictions on the ratio of men and women, but there is no limit on the ratio of nationalities.

Because there are no Chinese in the lead, there are only a few Chinese in the jury.

Their votes don't help much either.

On the way to leave, the man said: "I don't think hot pot can be called gourmet food. It can't reflect the chef's knife skills, nor can it reflect the chef's precise control of seasoning and handling of ingredients. I just cut a piece of fish. You need three completely different knives to get the best flavor out of every piece of fish."

"The rice under the sushi should also be selected from the best rice and the best vinegar." Man, "Food should be a work of art, not garbage placed on the street."

"Are there any other registered restaurants in this city?" The man turned his head and asked the few people walking behind him.

"Yes, two five-star hotel restaurants and one high-end seafood restaurant."

Only then did the man's expression relax a little: "That's right."

All the hot pot restaurants came to sign up, which simply lowered their qualifications for this award.

They stood on the side of the road waiting for the taxi, because they couldn't use the online car-hailing software, so they waited for the taxi honestly. It was still raining, and every passing taxi was full of people. Shivering under the umbrella.

"Shall we find a place to hide from the rain?" Someone couldn't help but say, "It seems that we can't get a taxi here."

When they came, they didn't expect it to rain in the afternoon.

"There is a milk tea shop opposite, let's go there."

"That milk tea shop is too small, there is no place to sit."

"What about the fried chicken shop?"

……

In the end, a shivering person said: "Go to that hot pot restaurant, you can order a pot bottom, it can be warmer."

No one spoke, they were all waiting for the leading man to speak.

The man's name is Yota Katsumura, and he comes from a gourmet family according to today's words. His grandfather opened a sushi restaurant, and then his father took over, and then it was his turn. He opened his small sushi restaurant as a representative A high-end gourmet Japanese restaurant is the highest achievement in his life.

When he got old, he handed over the business to his children, but he didn't want to do nothing for the elderly, so he pulled the strings and came up with the Crystal of Asia award.

Because of the influence of him and a few old friends in the industry, the award quickly attracted the attention of a wave of people.

The influence has gradually expanded, and now the scope of selection has expanded to the whole of Asia.

Katsumura Yota frowned, looking like a mean old man: "Where's our driver?"

Shouldn't they ask their driver to pick them up if they can't get a taxi?

"Only two drivers, they said there was a problem with the car and it was taken in for repairs today," others said.

Katsumura Yota pursed his lips, looked at the trembling man, and finally nodded and said, "Let's go."

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"Welcome." Seeing someone approaching, Lin Sui yelled subconsciously, with a bright smile on his face.

But this group of people acted as if they hadn't seen it. They walked in and sat at the table.

Lin Sui originally wanted to speak, but suddenly realized that the other party was not speaking Mandarin or English.

At this time, we can only turn to the "omnipotent" statement.

Chen Yan took over Lin Sui's job, walked to the table, and said that they were filming as usual, and also reminded that they can have a bowl of soup before eating, and that they can make their own side dishes and dipping sauces in the self-service area.

He speaks Japanese fluently and clearly, better than many Japanese natives.

This surprised the jury.

Yota Katsumura even asked, "Are you Japanese?"

Chen Yan waved his hand: "No."

Katsumura Yota frowned: "Your Japanese is so good, why do you want to be a waiter in such a store?"

He felt that Chen Yan had wasted his talent in language, and as the old man of the family, he was used to pointing fingers at the younger generation.

Chen Yan: "Isn't this good? I thought the Japanese I learned would be useless, but I'm using it today."

This group of people didn't know how to scan codes to order, so Chen Yan brought them a paper menu and asked them to write it with a pen.

They were cold, so they were not hungry, and they were not greedy for hot pot. They only ordered a clear soup pot and a few side dishes. It seemed that they were going to have soup and dessert, another kind of afternoon tea.

Ming Qian asked Brother Jiang to rest, and cook the side dishes by himself. The side dishes in the store have not been updated yet, and they are still the same.

Fried crispy pork, shredded apples, pumpkin pancakes, millet crisps, and the most non-existent scallion pancakes.

The most popular dish is the pumpkin pie, and what surprised Mingqian the most is that the pumpkin pie has fans, and this group of fans can't help but argue with others about which side dish is better.

It can be seen that as long as people want to pinch, they can pinch anything.

The fried crispy pork is fried in the morning, and you only need to fry it again in the oil pan.

Among the few dishes, only candied apples need to be cooked fresh.

For example, pumpkin pancakes and scallion pancakes have pancake embryos, just fry them in the pan.

Outside, Chen Yan brought free tea to the guests, which he brought last time, because Ming Qian is picky and there are not enough tea leaves in a pot of tea, so he hasn't finished it till now.

Chen Yan poured them good tea, said "use it slowly", and went to the corner to look at his phone.

"This tea smells so good." Someone picked up the teacup, closed their eyes and smelled it.

They don't talk about anything else in this group, but they can definitely taste good wine, tea and food.

The others soon turned their attention to the tea as well.

Yota Katsumura also smelled it, and then took a sip. The taste of the tea was very weak when he first took it, but it suddenly became stronger when he swallowed it. After swallowing, his mouth returned to sweetness.

Not astringent at all.

On the contrary, the final sweetness is very sweet.

Katsumura Yota looked at the cup of tea in his hand in disbelief.

Is it because he hasn't been to China for a long time?

Are Chinese hot pot restaurants using this kind of tea to treat customers for free?

Zheng Xu came out with the bottom of the pot - he was so happy that these foreign guests finally did not speak English, so that even if they did not understand the language, no one would doubt his English proficiency.

He put the pot in place and turned on the fire.

Chen Yan walked over and said, "The soup is already boiled. If you don't like soup that is too hot, you can serve a bowl of soup right now."

Katsumura Yota glanced at Chen Yan's hand.

In Chen Yan's hand was a string of bracelets carved by himself.

"Hello, can I have a look at this?" Katsumura Yota rarely used a condescending tone.

Chen Yan was stunned for two seconds, then took the bracelet off his wrist, and said generously, "Take it and have a look."

This bracelet is made of ordinary wood, and it is Chen Yan's exquisite carving that attracts people's attention, and what Chen Yan carves is not a traditional theme, there are no Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, but the appearance of all living beings.

Each wooden ball is engraved with the movements of ordinary people, perhaps crossing the street, perhaps waiting for a bus, or sitting at a table reading a book.

Katsumura Yota's hands trembled a little.

He looked at Chen Yan, his voice trembling: "Master, why do you work here?"

"You should have your own studio, your talent should not be wasted in this kind of place."

Chen Yan was puzzled: "What talent?"

"That's my hobby."

Chen Yan didn't understand why the old man was so excited. He thought the other party liked the bracelet, and he didn't spend any money anyway. Chen Yan said generously, "If you like it, I can give it to you. I still have quite a few at home, so you're welcome."

He handed the string directly to Katsumura Yota, and then smiled at him, feeling that he did the right thing.

I just don't know what to do if this person still finds him next time.

Katsumura Yota looked at Chen Yan bewilderedly.

What is the magical power of this hot pot restaurant, so that such a master would rather give his hard work, but also stay here as a waiter? !