Since it was all right, Jiang Fuyue added half of the clear soup and half of the red soup.
"You can eat it when it floats."
Xie Dingyuan nodded and said, "Okay."
Both of them like coriander, and the meatballs are hard to pinch, delicious and invincible, and they disappear soon.
Xie Dingyuan picked up the last one with a colander and prepared to give it to Jiang Fuyue.
The latter was slightly stunned, and looked up at him: "I can pinch myself."
Xie Dingyuan just shook his head without saying a word, and firmly put the meatballs into the girl's bowl.
"… Thanks."
"You're welcome." The corner of the man's mouth rose.
Well!
Jiang Fuyue: "Actually...we can order another one."
Xie Dingyuan: "?"
He suddenly understood why the two of them had been silent while talking about Jiang Fuyue a few times before, but now it was him.
In the end, the two ordered another order.
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"Please come in."
The door was pushed open from the outside, and the visitor was a short man with a big belly and a chef's hat on his head, like a white mushroom opened, and he was holding a coriander ball in his hand.
But he saw him go straight to Xie Dingyuan, and said with a smile: "Old Xie, a rare customer? I remember that you never go to a hot pot restaurant. What gust of wind brought you here today?"
Xie Dingyuan's eyelids twitched, and he greeted dryly: "Old Xing."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, her eyes wandered between the two, and finally fell on Xie Dingyuan who was forced to calm down, thoughtfully.
Don't go into the hot pot restaurant...
"Tsk, from your tone, it seems that you are not very happy to see me?" Lao Xing put the meatballs into the pot in a professional way, and half of them were clear soup and half of them were red soup.
I also stirred it twice.
quite considerate.
Xie Dingyuan had an indifferent expression.
Lao Xing was not angry either, and based on the principle of "I am not embarrassed, the one who is embarrassed is someone else", he smiled and looked at Jiang Fuyue: "Who is this?"
Xie Dingyuan ignored him.
Old Xing asked himself and answered: "Which niece is your family? The little girl is so handsome, has she gone to college?"
When a certain person heard "niece", his face turned black.
"Huh? Isn't it?" Old Xing rolled his eyes, "Could it be you..."
Xie Dingyuan definitely couldn't let him guess anymore, "Let me introduce, this is my... friend."
He could have been called a colleague, but for some reason, he didn't do so, even though he knew it would cause unnecessary misunderstanding.
really-
"Oh~~" Lao Xing drew a long tone, "Friend, friend is good, all relationships start with friends, there is nothing wrong with it."
Guilt flashed in Xie Dingyuan's eyes for a moment, but he restrained himself very quickly, so that when Jiang Fuyue looked at him suspiciously, the man was magnanimous and upright.
"Hello." Lao Xing stretched out his chubby hand to Jiang Fuyue.
In the next second, he was dragged back by Xie Dingyuan: "Aren't you busy in the kitchen?"
"Busy! But no matter how busy you are, it's not as important as seeing your old classmates."
"..."
It was only then that Jiang Fuyue knew that the two were classmates.
only…
Xie Dingyuan's classmate opened a hot pot restaurant
Probably elementary or junior high school classmates...
"No," Lao Xing seemed to see through her thoughts, and said with a smile, "Graduate students, it's true."
Jiang Fuyue nodded, "Oh."
"Huh? Why aren't you surprised at all? Lao Xie told you before?"
"No."
"Aren't you curious? A graduate classmate of a national treasure-level scientist opens a hot pot restaurant?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Everyone has his own aspirations."
There are also pork sellers who come out of B University. Educational background can be closely related to employment, or it can be irrelevant. It is a personal choice.
It was only then that Lao Xing took a serious look at the girl who was a little too calm but also a little too charming.
Red lips and white teeth, beautiful is really beautiful.
Youth is fresh, young is really young.
He suddenly turned serious: "Hello, my name is Xing Wanxiang. You can call me Lao Xing. I'm the owner of this hot pot restaurant. It's very interesting to chat with you."
Jiang Fuyue looked at the cheerful fat man in front of her, and slightly curled her lips: "Hello, Jiang Fuyue."
"Which university did you go to?"
"... I am a senior in high school."
"Really? You are only in the third year of high school! Then you are a full ten years younger than me. I originally wanted you to be called brother, but now it seems that you can be called uncle."
Xie Dingyuan: No.
Jiang Fuyue: "The title is not important."
"Yes, yes, it's not important, what's important is the person, I, Lao Xing, have made you my friend! By the way, what do you think of this coriander ball?"
Jiang Fuyue commented pertinently: "The ingredients are fresh, the meat is firm and delicious."
Lao Xing suddenly smiled: "Of course! Let me tell you, this meat is the freshest pork leg. I went to the vegetable market early in the morning to pick it out, chopped it by hand, and then mixed it with balabla..."
Jiang Fuyue listened carefully, occasionally nodding to express agreement.
Everyone who works hard deserves to be watched and listened to.
For example, Jiang Da, or Lao Xing in front of him.
From them, one can always find the purest love and focus on one thing.
And what about Lao Xing
Seeing that the little girl listened carefully, from the seasoning to the method, how to put it on the plate and how to embellish it, she was eloquent and eloquent.
Xie Dingyuan who was completely left aside: "?"
What should I do to get her gaze back on me
Waiting online, very urgent.
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Yesterday's third watch, 2,000 words.
Old Xie: I might as well be a fat, out-of-shape figure? ! ╭(╯^╰)╮