eat, dance, love

In addition to noodles with fried sauce, I also fried a few sea fish, drizzled with sweet and sour tomato sauce, and asked Zheng Jiabao to serve it out.

In the afternoon, there are very few people eating in the shop, I don't need to keep busy, but I also don't want to go out to see Gu Yu.In other words, it's not that I don't want to see him, but I can't react to the fact that "I saw the real Gu Yu just like this", and I instinctively want to hide.

I lit a cigarette and squatted in the backyard to pet the cat.

The four restaurants in our family are all called "Zheng Haojia Restaurant".The sentence of this name is very random, it can be "Zheng Haoyi Restaurant" or "Zheng Haoyi Restaurant".

This casualness follows Zheng Zhiming's style.

During the period when Zheng Zhiming was in full charge of the restaurant's operations, the four restaurants were under extensive management.After I went to college for a year, I didn't miss him any more and thought about helping him as soon as possible.I contacted Le Cordon Bleu by myself, went to the Melbourne campus to study catering management, came back with a corresponding degree, and then relied on the so-called "professionalism" to use his shop to carry out business reform.

Now, among the four stores, three are working with the management model I formulated, and I have not moved only the food stall.So far, it has maintained the atmosphere and taste of the old-fashioned food stall that Zheng Zhiming likes.

Moreover, behind the food stall is where we live.Therefore, it is the main store of "Zheng Haojia Restaurant" and also our home.

While stroking the cat, I thought of the word "home".In these years, I actually seldom think about this word, because I feel that it has little meaning to me.

A person's childhood memories and impressions are deeply ingrained and indelible, so I have to find a corresponding scene for this word, that is Guan Yan, Pei Yanya and I are in the same house.But choosing this scene inevitably made me feel guilty and sorry when facing Zheng Zhiming.

Since what you want is already unavailable, thinking about it will only add self-blame to yourself, so it is better not to think about it.

But at this moment, the scene of this word instantly reflected in my mind suddenly changed.

It became Guan Yan, Gu Yu and Gu Yu's mother.When Pei Yanya resolutely took me out of the compound when I was eight years old, I shivered behind the suitcase and saw the appearance of the three of them.

A child's perspective, looking at a child.

What I saw at a glance was Gu Yu.

Guan Yan's statement is not wrong, Gu Yu looks lively, agile, well-behaved and pleasant, just the kind of child that any adult would like.I remember secretly comparing him to myself, and getting terribly depressed—he was better than me in terms of good looks alone.

I also heard that he was a genius at dancing.We were both eight years old that year, and he had danced little swans on the big stage several times.On the other hand, if it wasn't for Pei Yanya's persecution, I wouldn't even be able to split the fork.

I just want to climb trees, I just want to save beer bottles for money to buy sugar man, I just want to sneak fish in the river.

"Xu'er." Zheng Zhiming came out of the house, saw me, and called out.

The dialect of Haibao Town is used, which sounds weird.He followed Pei Yanya's previous habit of barking, but Pei Yanya used Beijing dialect, "er" was very light, and it sounded like a slightly rough and casual intimacy, not nasty.

I was not used to hearing me call me "Xu'er" in Haibao's dialect, but I gradually got used to it as a bad taste.

I echoed a vague syllable to him and took a drag on my cigarette.He seemed to be fine, so he came over and pulled a piece of wood beside me, and sat down.We didn't talk, just sneaking around in the yard together.

After a while, he asked me: "How about opening another store for you?"

"Give it to me?" I was a little surprised, not sure what he meant, so I looked at him and asked, "What kind of store are you opening?"

He grinned at me, and his eyes narrowed into two slits: "You are from Beijing, and you know how to cook Beijing dishes. Don't waste your skills."

I said, "I don't have that much time to worry about. I'm going to cook here's dishes, and I'm also a Cantonese restaurant."

He said: "The group of apprentices can do it themselves, you can let it go."

I listened, pinched the cat's neck, and didn't answer his words.

I always feel that his intention is not "don't waste craftsmanship".But I couldn't figure out why he suddenly brought up this idea.

One brand, four restaurants, is the limit in the projectile-sized Haibao Town.It's not that you can't open more, but you have to think more carefully than before.A small place is different from a big city. Whether you are doing business or being a person, you should not be too outstanding.If you want to hold all the cakes from small places in your arms, you will not be able to do it.

He knows this kind of rules and principles better than me, and he is not a greedy person.Therefore, this opinion is heard in my ears, and I always feel that there is a problem with logic.

"Brother Xu!" Zheng Jiabao ran in from the front again.

I suddenly mentioned it, and subconsciously made an impatient look on my face, and asked in a rough voice: "What are you doing?"

Zheng Jiabao was a little afraid of my serious look and was about to get angry, so he stood at the door of the back kitchen and said from a distance: "Well, the heavenly guest is looking for you."

"Why are you looking for me?" I expected it, and put the cat in my hand.

Zheng Jiabao stood at the door waiting for me with a grievance of "how do I know".

Alas, since we have done service, it should be service first.I got up and walked outside, and when I approached the restaurant, I felt nervous for no reason.

Hearing me coming out, Gu Yu turned around, smiled at me, and said, "The noodles are really delicious! There is a taste that makes me feel very nostalgic..."

I also smiled at him: "That's good."

"But I can't finish the fish, you can eat with me! Anyway, you are not busy - I asked your big apprentice."

... I glared at Zheng Jiabao, and he immediately shrank into the counter.

For Gu Yu, I maintained the attitude that a sous chef should have towards customers, and sat down at the table next to him, a little far away.And deliberately took a puff of cigarettes, showing that I sat far away because I didn't want the guests to inhale second-hand smoke.

I said: "The human body needs a certain amount of nutrition injection every day. You can't create fear for yourself and resist eating. In fact, people will be satisfied and become more beautiful if they are full once in a while."

After I finished speaking, Gu Yu suddenly stopped eating.With his head still half down, he raised his eyelids and looked over the noodle bowl with a weird look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Did I say something wrong?

He shook his head, said it was all right, and continued eating.

He is afraid of getting fat, so he strictly follows the so-called chewing and eating slowly. It has been almost 10 minutes since I asked Zheng Jiabao to deliver a bowl of fried noodles, and he only ate about one-third of it.The fish ate half.

While eating, he still looked at me from time to time.I was a little guilty at first, and he glanced at me a few times before I realized that he was looking at the cigarette in my hand.

Seeing that there was only a little bit left on the cigarette, he said again: "Come here, I really can't finish eating these fish, don't waste it."

I hesitate.When the butt of the cigarette couldn't last anymore, I went to eat with him.

He was happy to see me sitting there, and raised his eyebrows at me: "My name is Gu Yu, and I am here on vacation. I may live here for a long time, and I will come here often for dinner."

I knew what he meant, that he wanted me to declare myself.But I was a little awkward, so I didn't answer, and just said, "Okay, welcome."

"Hey!" He raised his head, shouted, and stared at me, "You don't understand, or do you do it on purpose?"

Early on, I had sensed that he was easy to trust and give intimacy.But I was still secretly surprised that he could express emotions so bluntly and without thinking.

All right.I replied, "My name is Zheng Zixu."

"Which Xu?"

"The spring breeze is warm."

"I am Feather's Feather."

I know.

In the evening, around the time of dinner, an all-black nanny car suddenly drove up outside our street, causing people to look sideways.

In a place like Haibao, many people made money by smuggling by sea in the early years.But local tyrants like to buy a big Benz, and those who like to show off their wealth buy a long car, but I have never seen anyone drive a nanny car.What's more, it is still such a big car, which is really strange.

Today, I was in charge of cooking the stir-fried dishes. I was using the open-air kitchen stove outside the food stall, and I saw that car coming.

As soon as it came, I knew it was Gu Yu.After all, among those present, no one knew better than I what kind of life he lived in his world.

He is a well-known dancer, he mainly dances classical dance, and he will also bring other dances to the stage when he is happy.There are all kinds of channels, theater stage, TV stage, online variety show stage... It is not a star in the general sense, but it is indeed a public figure, but only those who pay attention to the dance circle will pay attention.

The car finally stopped in front of our B&B which was two doors away from our hotel. Zheng Jiabao happened to come out from the back kitchen to deliver the food. When he saw it, he exclaimed: "Is that car going to my house?"

I said lightly, "Maybe."

"Wow, who is it! A star?!" After serving the dishes, he ran to the door and stretched his neck to look. If the store wasn't busy now, he would definitely have run back home.

Houses close to the beach have basically two livelihoods.One is like our family, open a restaurant.The other is the one in Zheng Jiabao's house, which is decorated into a homestay, and usually only his mother, Aunt Huang, needs to do the work alone.

After a while, the door of the car opened, and two people came down first, one was carrying a suitcase and the other was carrying a bag.After coming down, he habitually stood by the door.Then Gu Yu came down.

Zheng Jiabao exclaimed again: "It's that celestial guest!" After a pause, he shouted a second time, "He wants to live in my house!"

I looked up at him and thought he was worthless.well.Stupid and nympho, it really worries me as a master.

I raised the spatula, pretending to chop him, turned my face away, and signaled him to go back to the back kitchen.

The non-holiday dinner point in the tourist area also ends early.After seven o'clock, the store gradually became quiet.I handed over the restaurant's open-air kitchen stove to other apprentices, and I went to move the barbecue stove and charcoal used in the night market, and arrange the open-air benches on the roadside.

When night fell, I had already made a charcoal fire.After lowering his head to sort the barbecue materials, when he looked up, there was Gu Yu standing in front of the oven.

I raised my head a little bit suddenly, and my eyes met suddenly.For a moment, neither of them knew what to say, and stared at each other for a long time inexplicably.

I saw that his expression was as frightened as a deer, and gradually a layer of embarrassment appeared, but it was not embarrassment.He pushed back a little, raised his hand and pointed with his index finger to the sign I hung up, which was the barbecue menu.

"I want to... eat, grilled oysters."