The days when I was a cafeteria aunt in nh

Many people's memories are actually memories of sounds and smells.

For Zhao Yihe, his memory of autumn is the sound of rows of poplar trees being blown by the wind at the entrance of his hometown village, and that feeling is very strange.The fallen leaves have a hint of bitterness, as if they can pass through the wind and blow to the tip of the tongue.

Maybe Song Zaishui has some different emotions towards handle meat?

It's just that it's normal for her to feel uncomfortable and homesick when she goes out to work hard as a foreigner and tastes the taste of her hometown.

Kui Xian looked at the other party, grabbed the tissue and handed it to her, but she refused with a smile.

She didn't cry, but her eyes were slightly red.

Although Zhao Yihe's store is said to be in Hongdae, its popularity is indeed not high.The place is small and remote, but there are two internet celebrity restaurants next to it, and the business is still average.

When Song Zaishui went back, he felt a little alive in his heart, thinking that he could help the other party at least once, so he told many migrant workers in China about this matter.

During that time, Zhao Yihe's store was indeed more lively than before, but she was not happy, and the idea of ​​going out to play some time ago was dispelled by the sudden crowd.

But isn't that what the fun of cooking your own food is all about?

Look at everyone eating happily!

Oh, of course, it's the beauties eating.

In early June, "WIN: WhoIsNext?" "Entered an anxious stage.

The combination of these two trainees of YG, if viewed by others, is absolutely necessary to debut. Kang Seung Yoon and Lee Seung Hoon of Team A have practiced in the company for many years and are very capable. Team B's BI and Bobby are equally strong and should not be underestimated.

However, after the end of the first month-end evaluation, it actually hit them in all aspects.Song Minhao, who had already experienced a failed debut, is actually even more so now.

Emotions such as self-doubt, low self-esteem, and so on almost exploded on me.

It is rare for him to have a day or two of rest, and he is not in the mood, let alone have the energy to think about other things and relax his nerves.

And at this time, he received a call from JYP's trainee Jackson.

The trainees of JYP and YG actually "fight" each other in private, and the relationship is not bad. Jackson is one of them, this one is completely self-acquainted, even if we only meet two or three times, I always call him.

"I heard that you are resting, do you want to go out to have dinner together?"

The level of Jackson's familiarity sometimes makes them, Koreans, feel a little nervous and embarrassed. The other party is very positive, and they will ask them questions about things they don't understand or strange questions.

such as……

"Do you know if there are any cheaper ways to recharge your mobile phone? It feels expensive every time."

"There is a shop in front of our company that is super delicious. Do you want to try it?"

"I have no other meaning at all! Please, am I being kind?"

The tone of the other party's Korean speaking is very special, even if it is text, everyone seems to be able to convert it into voice.

In short, Jackson is easy to get along with and a very enthusiastic boy.

and so……

Song Minhao's eyes lit up, "I know a Chinese restaurant, do you want to eat there?"

"Chinese restaurants in South Korea usually buy fried noodles. I don't really want to eat them."

"You must try it! Which pork knuckles did I eat last time? It's really delicious!"

"Well, since you beg me so much, then I'll go together."

"……Oh."

After Song Minhao put down his phone and packed it up, he came back to his senses. While feeling unwilling in his heart, he also felt that the other party's personality was stinky, so he could only smile helplessly in the end.

They are not too close to Hongdae, they are almost the subway stations that can be reached before and after. Jackson was dressed all in black, his hair looked disheveled, and he even had some of his beard popping out.

"Did you go out like this?"

Jackson smiled and nodded: "Yeah, anyway, I'm meeting my brother, should I dress up carefully?" After that, after looking Song Minhao up and down, he tugged at the black square scarf tied around his wrist, "You are too Is it in full bloom?"

"I'm dressed normally when I go out, so you're surprised."

Jackson smiled more happily, "I actually shaved before going out, but maybe I didn't hang it clean, but isn't it very manly?"

After Song Minhao looked Jackson up and down, he sighed helplessly for a while, and stretched out his hand to pat Jackson on the shoulder.

Because it is not a rest day, and the current time is not the time to eat, the alley is still quiet.

The creative restaurant has now put up a sign to close the shop, and the dumpling shop next to it is also closed.There were still a few people in front of the fried chicken shop, but compared to when they were eating, there were still fewer people.

The two of them didn't stop at the door of these shops. When standing at the door of Zhao Yihe, Jackson looked up, then raised his brows slightly, and turned his head to Song Minhao in surprise.

"How did you find out about this shop?"

Song Minhao scratched his hair, "The smell of pig's trotters was too strong at that time, so I couldn't help walking over here. I came here to find a brother."

"It's really special." Jackson smiled and looked up at the name of the store again, inexplicably feeling that the word was very imposing.

There is no one sitting on the small table outside.Song Minhao probably also knows now that the business of her shop should not be particularly good, because the boss doesn't care at all.

"Boss!" Song Minhao shouted after pushing the door open.

Zhao Yihe poked his head out from the kitchen, and when he saw someone coming, he nodded slightly, and walked out while wiping his hands.

"Boss." Song Minhao waved his hand, "Is there anything delicious?"

Jackson looked around and said in unproficient Chinese: "Is there no Menu?"

Zhao Yihe looked Jackson up and down and asked, "Guangdong? Hong Kong?"

In the Cantonese dialect area in southern China, when these people speak, there are some very special points in the handling of ending sounds.Usually as long as you listen carefully, you will hear it.The pronunciation and intonation of these people are very special.

"Do you speak Cantonese?"

"A little bit." Zhao Yihe gestured and asked aloud, "Do you want shrimp dumplings or siu mai?"

"Wow! You know all about this?"

"I'm a chef." Zhao Yihe chuckled, "So, what do you want to eat? Or soup?"

"I can do it." Jackson felt different now, and asked excitedly after sitting down, "Where is the boss from?"

"Me? I'm from Jilin."

"Ah! It seems very far away."

"So, are you from Guangdong or Hong Kong?"

"Hong Kong's."

Zhao Yihe smiled, "It's really far away, one is almost to the north, and the other is almost to the south."

"However, do you really know how to make siu mai?"

"Of course." Zhao Yihe nodded: "And, it's absolutely delicious."

Jackson clapped his hands in disbelief, and when he looked sideways at Song Minhao, the smile on his face had gradually disappeared, and he looked at Jackson with a betrayed look.

"No, don't look at me like that. You told me to come over. Are you not allowed to communicate with the boss?"

"Of course there is no problem with communication." Song Minhao said, "But if you leave me alone, then I will be too pitiful."

Taking advantage of Song Minhao's inability to understand Chinese, Jackson said, "Boss, just give him something. It's best to make him shut up quickly."

"I just made oden, do you want some?"

"Oh! The boss can actually make oden?" Jackson looked sideways at Song Minhao, and subconsciously said in Chinese: "Oden... wait a minute, how do you say oden in Korean?"

Zhao Yihe couldn't find the corresponding words from his own vocabulary, so he had to give up in the end, took people into the kitchen, and asked them what they wanted to eat.

Song Minhao reacted immediately, smiling and choosing what he wanted to eat.After you sit down with Jackson, ask them what the two of them were talking about.

"It's nothing, it's just that the boss said that he can cook something delicious for me to eat."

"What?" Song Minhao was stunned for a moment, almost unable to hold the carrot that was just about to be delivered to his mouth.

"The boss said to make siu mai. Do you know what it is? It's a Hong Kong dim sum."

Jackson probably felt that it would be a bit troublesome to explain, so he simply showed Song Minhao the pictures.It's just that the other party was biting the carrot, still looking unhappy.

"What's wrong? Are you jealous??" Jackson came back to his senses, covering his mouth with his hand, "You like the boss!"

Song Minhao waved his hands in a panic, "What are you thinking? I'm just a little sad, but the boss treats you differently."

"Please, we are all Chinese, okay?" Jackson patted the other person's chest and said, "You Koreans still feel kind when you see people in a city, let alone us."

Song Minhao had no way to refute, so he took another bite of the radish and asked softly, "Tell me, if I ask the boss if I can make the braised pig's feet last time, will the boss agree?"

"Broken?" Jackson thought seriously, "You can try it, maybe you will agree."

Song Minhao looked sideways at the kitchen. Through the glass, he could see the busy figure of the boss inside the room.

It feels too much like a middle school math problem that you can't solve, but the teacher is a very strict person. You want to ask but you are afraid that the teacher will scold you.

The sense of substitution is simply too strong.

When Zhao Yihe came out with rice dumplings, Jackson hurriedly raised his hand, "Boss, he said he wants to eat braised pig's trotters, will you do it again?"

Song Minhao obviously felt the other party's eyes falling, subconsciously stood up, looked at Zhao Yihe carefully, but met the other party's smiling eyes.

Although he was smiling, Song Minhao always felt like he was shining coldly.

"Braised pig's trotters..."

"It's okay!! It's okay if you don't do it!!"

Zhao Yihe chuckled: "It's okay, if I have time, let's do it."

"Great! Besides siu mai, I have braised pig's trotters to eat!"

Song Minhao showed a professional smirk: It's obviously a happy thing, why am I so bitter?