I open a restaurant in Xiujie

is it beautiful?

Feeling the conscience, it is naturally beautiful.

The blood of the Wang family is good, and Wang Zirong's appearance is also outstanding. She is delicate and elegant, her face is like a flower, and her sky blue fairy dress floats like a clear sky. She is placed on the earth. She is definitely the type of beautiful girl who tore two-dimensional and came out.

Ji Chuchen nodded thoughtfully: "And you also have good cooking skills, and the family is a restaurant with a thousand-year history. You should have a common language."

Yu Xiaotan couldn't laugh or cry: "...What is this all about?"

Why did he want to have a common language with Wang Zirong?

That girl is a ghost, when dealing with her, Yu Xiaotan has to put up all his energy, for fear that the other party will dig a hole for him in words.

Ji Chuchen's eyes flickered: "Well... she is still a smart person, do you appreciate her?"

"It's not really appreciated..."

Yu Xiaotan raised his head slightly, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and after thinking for a while, he said in a low voice: "K thinks that she comes from a famous family and a family of culinary arts, so it's rare for her to be ashamed to ask the owner of a country restaurant to be called Little Master. "

"And what I said casually, but she is willing to test it herself. She seems to be a shrewd person, but she is surprisingly pure when exploring cooking...how should I put it?"

The young man tilted his head slightly, as if he was considering his words.

Ji Chuchen, who was listening attentively, suddenly felt sour. He mentioned Wang Zirong, although it was a joke, but it also concealed a hint of temptation, but when Yu Xiaotan really showed his approval for Wang Zirong, Ji Chuchen felt like he was stabbed in the heart. The root thorn does not hurt, and the K is sour and itchy, which makes people a little unhappy.

At this time, Yu Xiaotan turned his head, looked over with his beautiful almond eyes without blinking, and said with a smile: "I feel like Brother Ji, who aims at a certain goal and will work tirelessly for it."

——Pure, reliable, and noble.

Like the shining stars in the sky.

Ji Chuchen: "..."

In an instant, boiling bubbles surged in his heart, which was pierced by the thorn with a "poof", and the warmth flowed out, flowing all over the limbs and bones.

"You..."

Ji Chuchen couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but shook her head helplessly: "But Xiaotan, I'm not pure."

Yu Xiaotan wondered, "Why do you say that?"

Ji Chuchen leaned back slightly, leaning against the ebony railing with his tall and straight back.

He raised his head slightly and looked towards the sky, his black hair was blown by the breeze and draped softly on his shoulders.

"Actually, I'm the kind of..."

Ji Chuchen paused, and said softly: "In order to get what you like, you can do whatever it takes."

Yu Xiaotan asked blankly, "Is there?"

Ji Chuchen said with a smile: "You can't tell, it's because I like very few things."

But once you like it, you will definitely hold on to it desperately, and you will never let go.

Yu Xiaotan didn't think much of it at all, K said with great interest: "Sir, there are still some? Brother Ji, what do you like?"

Ji Chuchen thought for a while and said, "When I was young, I wanted a sword."

Yu Xiaotan nodded.

Since he is a swordsman, of course he likes swords.

Ji Chuchen: "But my father won't give it."

This made Yu Xiaotan stunned for a moment: "Why?"

"Who knows?" Ji Chuchen smiled and looked away.

Moment dark in the eyes.

He didn't understand when he was a child. K felt that his "father" didn't like him practicing swords, so he wanted to prove himself to his "father".

Now that I think about it again, it is clear that that person is afraid that he will show his extraordinary talent in the way of swordsmanship, because the foundation of Yunhaizong is a book of swordsmanship, and his real father, the former suzerain of Yunhaizong, is also a famous swordsman in the world. sword repair.

It turned out that at such an early time, everything had already revealed its clues.

Ji Chuchen shook his head, and continued: "Not only did my father not give it to me, but he also took away all the swords in my house, and even set restrictions on all the swordsmanship in the library, so I won't learn them—you guessed it? How did I do it?"

Yu Xiaotan was so curious that his heart itch, he looked at Ji Chuchen without blinking: "What should I do?"

Ji Chuchen said slowly, word by word: "Without swordsmanship, I will practice basic sword art. Every day, I will chop [-] times, stab [-] times, and flip [-] times...until my arms It was so painful that I couldn’t move my little finger.”

"I practiced like this for a year. When I was seven years old, one day, while my father was not in the sect, I broke into the arena of the big competition inside the sect and snatched a senior brother's sword."

Afterwards, he swept all the way, picking and overthrowing all the disciples who were on stage that day.

On that day, the silver sword glowed coldly, and the white clothes were like flying snow. A child who was only seven years old stood by the sword. Wherever he went, the hearts of the heroes were chilled, and the nightmare suddenly came to life.

There are no spells, K is the basic sword art.

But no one can go through ten tricks under him.

"So handsome!"

Yu Xiaotan clapped his hands vigorously, his eyes sparkled: "After that, did your father allow you to practice swordsmanship?"

"That's right," Ji Chuchen said with a smile, "When he returned to the sect, he was surrounded by a group of elders to congratulate him, and only then did he know that he had a son who was a "genius in swordsmanship". The expression on his face at that moment was really wonderful." Extremely."

The young man had a smile on his lips, but his eyes were even colder, like frost.

Since he was a child, he was not a clean and pure person. On the contrary, he was very scheming and was often feared by others.

But at that time, the little child was still immature, and even though his mind was deep, he instinctively relied on his relatives.

He worked so hard, desperately trying to surprise his father, but in the end he got a cold look, and more and more... coldness, alienation.

Yu Xiaotan suddenly took Ji Chuchen's hand.

The boy's palms were covered with thin traces of sweat, and his pulse was beating nervously under Ji Chuchen's fingers.

"It's not your fault," Yu Xiaotan breathed slightly, but his bright eyes lit up, "Brother Ji, you are not wrong."

Ji Chuchen was stunned for a moment, then smiled lowly, clasped his fingers backwards, and held Yu Xiaotan's hand instead: "Well, I know."

"So I never stopped practicing swords."

Although at the beginning it was to prove himself to his father, but in the process of sweating again and again, Ji Chuchen gradually found the joy of sword training.

He likes kendo.

So no matter who it is, don't let him give up.

And now...

Ji Chuchen tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes swept over Yu Xiaotan's temples.

He seldom... no, it should be that he never opened up to people like this, even to his father and younger brother.

Ji Chuchen has never been afraid to speculate on the world and other people's malice, especially after being betrayed, but when he fell into the quagmire and was at the end of his rope, he unexpectedly made him meet Yu Xiaotan in a remote town.

For the first time in his life, he had something he liked more than the sword.

want to have.

want to kiss.

Want to hold him in my arms.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Chuchen looked away: "Xiao Tan, I..."

I want to go back to Yunhaizong to deal with those two insidious and cunning people.

After that, I can be the "Ji Chuchen" of Yu's restaurant without any worries, wholeheartedly protecting the young man beside me, watching him happy because he cooked a delicious meal, watching the still immature Xianyou Street grow stronger and stronger, It's like watching the vegetable seeds in the back mountain slowly sprout and bloom, and now they form a large stretch of brilliant green.

As soon as the wind blows, the maple fruit shakes gently, like a bright bell.

"Huh?" Yu Xiaotan pricked up his ears, "What?"

But Ji Chuchen was silent for a moment, then suddenly shook his head again: "Forget it."

He suddenly thought again: It's not the time yet.

And now the store is busy, Xianyou Street is about to open, how can he leave Yu Xiaotan at this time?

My own cultivation is still a bit weak, if I want to come back strong, I have to break through Nascent Soul anyway.

Ji Chuchen raised his hand, rubbed Yu Xiaotan's hair a few times, and said with a smile, "Okay Xiaotan, I've finished listening to the story, go back and rest early."

Yu Xiaotan blushed slightly, and nodded obediently.

……

The temporary courtyard on the outskirts of the city was already a mess.

Lei Huo was always manic and fierce, he smashed his head and face, Wang Zirong resisted with great difficulty, although he survived the thunder disaster in the end, he also suffered serious injuries, and now he was carried and collapsed on the bed, unable to move a single little finger.

Wang Luoxiu anxiously paced aside, distressed and anxious at the same time.

He wanted to say how can you compete with Wang Quwen with your appearance like this?

But seeing the girl's flesh bursting, curling up, and blood flowing, Wang Luoxiu gritted her teeth. After all, she could not utter these complaints.

He asked the maid to give medicine to his sister, and he went to cook a pot of medicinal food for Wang Zirong, so that Wang Zirong could drink it when she woke up in the morning.The medicinal meal took a long time to cook, and during the waiting period, he returned to the bed and covered the corner of the quilt tightly for the girl with distress.

Suddenly, the girl stretched out her hand from the corner of the quilt, and tightly grasped his wrist.

That hand was no longer as tender as it was in the daytime, but instead glowed with a scorched color of thunder, which shocked Wang Luoxiu.

Wang Zirong raised her hand with difficulty, staring at her younger brother with a pair of moist eyes, she could not even speak now, but she still tried her best with a slightly hoarse voice: "Luoxiu, tomorrow... go to Yu's restaurant... tell Little Master..."

Wang Luoxiu's face was flushed with anger, and she said angrily and annoyed: "Sister, what time is it, why are you still thinking about this?"

Wang Zirong insisted: "Go!"

Looking at his sister's embarrassed face, Wang Luoxiu's chest heaved violently a few times, and finally lost the battle.

He looked impatient, and scratched his hair: "Okay, sister, I know, isn't it just a side issue, I'll just go and talk about it."

After all, the young man lifted his feet and walked out, and said with concern while walking: "Sister, I'll go first, you should rest well and get well soon."

While speaking, he had slipped into the yard.

The dark clouds in the courtyard have all dispersed, and the moonlight is like water.

Wang Luoxiu blew the wind in the yard for a while, and the more he blew, the more irritable he felt.At this time, a servant came over and asked him in a low voice if he could arrange a ride to Yu's restaurant tomorrow.

Wang Luoxiu sneered: "...Go to hell."

"My sister is stupid, you want to be with her too?"

The orders of the two young masters were totally different, the young servant was so confused that he froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.Wang Luoxiu was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked the man's calf, swearing: "The elders have said that Guanghuazhai doesn't need a master who can cook with K. If K just sits idly by, he can see that both of them will suffer. What a great opportunity, why can't my sister see through it?"

Annoyance flickered in the boy's eyes, but after a while it turned firm again.He clenched his fist slightly and said to himself: "Forget it, since my sister doesn't want to think about this, then let me do it."

"If she doesn't want to do it, I'll help her; if she doesn't dare to think about it, I'll help her think about it."

The boy hissed, not daring to make too much noise.

But after thinking about it, he still leaned in front of Wang Luoxiu: "Then, that lady..."

"You don't need to worry about it." Wang Luoxiu's eyes flashed coldly, "some things have to be done by someone."

"Maybe my sister doesn't understand now..."

"But one day, when she takes the position of Patriarch, she will know."

"I am right."

……

The result of not sleeping in the middle of the night and getting up to meet beautiful men at night was that Yu Xiaotan overslept the next day.

When he opened his eyes, the sun was already shining brightly in the air, and the cheerful cry of the magpie pierced through the window lattice, lingering around the beam three times around his ears, lingering.

It's broken, it's broken, Yu Xiaotan got up quickly.

At this time, restaurants should be open.

After simply washing up and changing clothes, Yu Xiaotan hurriedly walked towards the back kitchen.

Cut the noodles waked up yesterday into small pieces, roll them into larger slices, brush a layer of oil on the surface of the noodles, sprinkle a little salt, and then spread a layer of chopped green onions on it, and then Yu Xiaotan twisted the noodles into Twist and set aside.

After several pieces of dough were twisted, he took the first dough cake and rolled it into a round cake with a rolling pin, so that the chopped green onion, oil and salt wine fully penetrated into the cake, and there was still a little air in the cake. After such a cake is put into the pan, the air will expand when heated, which can prop up the cake into a multi-layered structure.

Brush a layer of peanut oil in the pot, put the cake in and then brush another layer to lock in the moisture.The golden oil sizzled in the pot, and the noodles quickly turned a beautiful golden color over time.

Scallion, oil, and noodle aromas are integrated into one, wafting in the small kitchen.

The delicious scallion pancakes are ready in no time.

Yu Xiaotan took out some pickled vegetables, and immediately walked out of the kitchen with a plate.

Someone couldn't bear it long ago and had been waiting outside the kitchen door. Seeing Yu Xiaotan come out at this moment, he hurriedly approached with a smile on his face: "Come here, I'll help you."

Yu Xiaotan glanced at Bai Junda, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Just wait in the lobby, what does it look like squatting at the door of the kitchen all the time?"

"Where can we go?" Bai Junda's expression was serious, but his eyes were fixed on the scallion pancake fieryly. "Didn't you say Yu Xiaotan, you don't eat actively, and you have problems in your thinking!"

Carrying the cakes and pickles, he walked all the way back to the lobby. In the lobby, Uncle Wang and Ji Chuchen also packed up the tables and chairs early. Seeing them coming, Ji Chuchen kindly helped Yu Xiaotan pull the wooden chair away.

The porcelain plate is placed on the mahogany table. The cakes in the plate glow with a faint golden light, and there is a little burnt color on the surface, which is very light, but the skin becomes slightly hard and crispy predictably. You can imagine the crispy outside and inside. Tender wonderful taste.

The rich fragrance of green onions permeated the air, several people smelled it, swallowed their saliva without a trace, but their gazes looking at Yu Xiaotan became brighter and brighter.

"It depends on what I do?"

Yu Xiaotan sat down at the table and said with a smile, "Try it quickly. I saw someone make this cake before, and this is the first time I try it. I should still..."

"Bang bang bang!"

Before the word "good" was spoken, someone knocked on the door of the restaurant suddenly.

The breakfast was interrupted, and everyone was taken aback.

Ji Chuchen got up and walked to the door, and pulled the latch: "Sorry, the restaurant won't be open for a while, customers may as well..."

"I'm not here to eat."

The man outside the door had a low voice and his eyes were cold: "I'm here to talk to your shopkeeper."

As he spoke, he raised his hand towards Ji Chuchen. On the back of his hand was an ice-blue pattern, like a vine supporting a flower bud, or like a palm holding a drop of raindrop.

It is the symbol of Guanghuazhai.