On the correct posture of a foodie hooking up with a chef

When Mo Xiao rushed all the way downstairs with that inexplicable excitement, he suddenly seemed to remember something.

Σ(°△°|||), I seem to be a road idiot.

Well, Mo Xiaoshou, who is quite self-aware, is in a bit of trouble.I just walked downstairs without saying anything, is it really good to find a shop that I have never been to, this time it is not like the barber shop, I have been to it before.It doesn't necessarily have such a good character. It just so happens that I can meet Gu Sheng and take me home.Wait, let's not talk about this, whether I can successfully find that Yipin store is a question, okay? !

After hesitating for a few minutes, Mo Xiao finally chose to think highly of himself.Downstairs around the corner.There is only one corner downstairs in the house, so I can still get lost in this way.Furthermore, I am already an adult, and with such a fetish as a mobile phone, I am afraid that I will not be able to find Gu Sheng.

Mo Xiao plucked up the courage for himself and set out on the road.

Facts have proved that a successful treatment of lazy cancer patients, God is also very pleased.Mo Xiao didn't make a mistake, he happened to turn left along that road all the way, and saw the storefront with the signboard of Yipindian.

Yipin store does not look small, but it is not too big either.Just from the outside, Mo Xiao instantly fell in love with this shop.

Moreover, I don't know if it is his personal illusion, but I always feel that the owner of this shop has many common preferences with himself.

There is a string of wind chimes hanging outside the door of the unpretentious store, which are Mo Xiao's favorite blue wind chimes.

Mo Xiao has always believed that wind chimes are the messengers of the wind and can convey the words of the wind, and blue is the color of the sky.The wind brought the instructions from the sky from a distance, and turned them into a series of moving notes and transmitted them to the world. It is the most crisp and beautiful music in the world.

Mo Xiao pushed open the door.

Inside the Yipin store, under the beige decoration, the soft lighting brings a hint of warmth.In the dessert cabinet, all kinds of exquisite snacks are cleverly arranged into graphics.On the wall on the left side are refreshments with various patterns.Those pictures alone made Mo Xiao a bit greedy.

Apart from being a little greedy for the pictures of various delicacies, Mo Xiao always felt that this shop gave him an inexplicable warmth. There were many details that were very similar to the furnishings in his home, but when he looked closely, he felt that there was something different.Mo Xiao, who has always been careless about details, thought for a while before he could figure it out, then gave up exploring the shop's decoration, and shifted his curiosity back to the original goal.

O(￣ヘ￣o#), I will never forget that I came here to pick up (gou) my own (da) home (da) small attack (chu).

Thinking so, Mo Xiao walked towards the second floor.

It's dinner time now, and there are many people sitting at the tables. The business of the Yipin store is relatively prosperous. At some time near the night, the tables and tables are full, and there are some small sofas next to them. The receptionist waits for the seat people.

In Yipin Store, there are no so-called private rooms in big restaurants, and everyone enjoys their dinner on the second floor.However, it does not have the smell of oily smoke in ordinary small restaurants.There are only the tempting aromas of various delicacies, and the inexplicable warmth brought by the lights.

Although the shop is small, its style is not vulgar, revealing a hint of low-key luxury.Mo Xiao could tell from the brands of clothes on people around him that the people here were either rich or expensive.Most of the people who come here to enjoy such a serene yet delicious meal are from wealthy families, even dignitaries.

After all, unlike the small dishes on the first floor, the dinner on the second floor can only be seen from the workmanship, which is not something ordinary people can enjoy.

Mo Xiao roughly observed the surroundings, and soon his attention shifted from the identities of the people around him and the delicious but not enjoyable food beside him to another direction.

There, there was a man in a white shirt that was incompatible with the people around him, sitting in front of the white piano, concentrating on playing.

It was undoubtedly Gu Sheng.

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