Eat and drink enough to sleep.
Before going to bed, Meng Xiaoni read the parrot breeding skills in her head, and dreamed of a huge Burke's parrot.
The pink wings cover the sky and the sun, and the howl pierces people's hearts. She met those red moist eyes, as if she had fallen into a sea of red. Then the flames burned, consuming everything.
She didn't know why, but desperately went towards the fire.
The heat wave hit, and the fire burned until Meng Xiaoni woke up suddenly.
She opened her eyes and looked around in bewilderment. The heartbeat that was different from the usual due to the dream, only calmed down when he found that he was still in the room.
It turned out to be too hot.
It's a scorching summer, and she hasn't turned on the air conditioner yet.
She let out a breath, went to the side with her bare feet and searched for the remote control panel of the air conditioner, planning to turn it on for a while to make the room cold for a while.
This is the case when the weather just entered summer, and suddenly it becomes extremely hot, and the temperature may drop suddenly due to a rain.
The curtains were opened, and the sunlight outside the window pierced into the room, bringing in a full summer flavor.
Dust was flying in the air, full of earthly smell.
Guifeng opened her eyes and looked at Meng Xiaoni, watching her wipe off the thin sweat on her forehead, and after turning on the air conditioner, she shivered quietly under the air conditioner.
The human world has ushered in a new day.
Meng Xiaoni also plans to study some new ways to eat ingredients today.
Just like shrimp oil balls, the eating method of Internet celebrities is nothing more than some slightly processed ingredients. But in terms of taste and interest, these eating methods will make people a little curious and want to try it again.
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After she washed and changed her clothes, she ran downstairs with Gui Feng Da Da, and happily tossed about her own hot pot restaurant.
At the same time, Lao Lu on the other side of Fengdu touched his receding hairline, silently thinking about whether to change the brand of hair tonic.
Life is alive, people reach middle age. Both fat and baldness seem inevitable.
He looked at the familiar lines on the sheets of paper in front of him, put down his hands, and took a sip of water from the cup.
These drawings on paper are all about a hot pot restaurant with an interesting setting.
He has never tasted the taste of this hot pot restaurant, and it is mainly because of his old man.
Gradually growing up and taking on the burden of the whole family, Lao Lu gradually understood what the old man of his family had borne in his life.
The old man didn't have so many thoughts in his life, but he just hoped that his life would be good and his children's life would be safe, that's all. In fact, most of Lao Lu's life earlier was indeed as the old man thought, living a peaceful life.
No one expected what happened later, let alone the changes that unhealthy health would have in life like a right-angle turn.
"If you want me to be a designer, just say it straight, why ask a little girl to beat around the bush." Lao Lu put down his cup, picked up the pencil again, and started to sketch on the picture.
The old man who was waiting next to him complained with a cattail fan: "Obviously I want to continue designing, but I still have to use me as an excuse. Why are you still acting like a child?"
One old and one middle-aged, the behavior of shirking thoughts is exactly the same. The two are clearly separated by yin and yang, but at this moment they still seem to be able to see each other, living in harmony.
After half a day, Lao Lu checked all the drawings for the last time, then sorted them out in order and put them in the file bag.
He walked out of his office with a file bag in his arms and locked the door.
An acquaintance in the building materials market passed by and saw Lao Lu leaving near noon: "Hey, Lao Lu. Won't your wife bring you food today?"
Lao Lu moved the file bag back: "After the college entrance examination, my son has changed from a panda to a bear, and I have changed from a bear to a dog. My daughter-in-law won't eat lunch. Let us father and son solve it by ourselves."
The acquaintance couldn't help laughing when he heard it: "Both bears and dogs need to eat!"
Lao Lu waved his hand: "An adult child who has reached the age of eighteen, it's time to learn to be sensible like me."
After he said "sensible", he walked away, his figure still a little bleak.
Lao Lu made a phone call, asked for the address, and drove his battery car slowly towards the destination.
The file bag is placed in the basket in front of the battery car, and it is very stable.
When Meng Xiaoni received the call from Lao Lu, she was running up and down, rushing in and out.
After reporting the address, she realized that Lao Lu's first draft of the design had been completed, and now she had to go to the store to observe it.
Meng Xiaoni doesn't know what a qualified designer looks like.
Meng Xiaoni was even more unclear about what to do for the decoration.
On the contrary, Meng's father and mother knew a little better, and while they were busy, they also talked to Meng Xiaoni.
"The designer is coming?"
"Do you want to fix the arrangement of water and electricity in our store?"
"Got it."
"The wall has to be repainted."
"Should we look for workers, or the designer?"
The customers in the store heard it, and they were also curious to say a few words: "Is it going to be redecorated?"
"Is the store still open during the renovation period?"
"What a big deal?"
Meng Xiaoni didn't quite know what to do: "Let's talk about it when someone comes."
Everyone also put this topic on hold for the time being and talked about other things.
Meng Xiaoni didn't expect that the first thing she was waiting for was not Lao Lu, but Lao Lu's father, old man Lu, Lord Lu.
Wearing a racerback vest and waving a cattail fan, Lord Lu stepped into Meng Xiaoni's hot pot restaurant.
As soon as he stepped into the door, he opened his eyes wide and stayed at the door: "What smells so fragrant?"
Meng Xiaoni was serving some dishes to others, and she saw Master Lu at the door at a glance.
Master Lu was stunned for a moment, then gradually increased the strength of his fan, walked quickly to the edge of a table, and smelled the hot pot.
His big cattail fan has changed from being used for fanning the wind to being used for fanning fragrance.
Seeing the unchanging heat on the hot pot, Meng Xiaoni breathed a sigh of relief.
"How could it be so fragrant? How could I smell this fragrance?" Master Lu couldn't help sniffing the bottom of the pot in front of him, and asked Meng Xiaoni in surprise, "What's the matter with your hot pot? It's unscientific! You Don't confuse me, I have followed my grandson to read!"
It's really amazing for a ghost to talk about science.
Meng Xiaoni went back to the kitchen and continued serving dishes.
She can't act like she can see Lord Lu now.
Master Lu didn't get Meng Xiaoni's answer, and ignored the hot pot that continued to emit fragrance to seduce him, he kept asking beside Meng Xiaoni: "Little girl, tell the old man quickly. What's going on?"
Meng Xiaoni went back to the kitchen, and of course he followed into the kitchen.
As a result, the aroma of the hot pot in the kitchen is even stronger!
Master Lu seemed to have never smelled the smell of hot pot for eight hundred years. He floated around in the kitchen, taking a big breath: "It's amazing, it's amazing."
Meng Xiaoni saw that Master Lu had arrived, and understood that Uncle Lu, the designer, would arrive soon.
She washed her hands and explained to Meng's father and mother: "Mom and Dad, I think the designer is about to arrive. I'll go to the door to pick him up."
Meng's father and mother immediately responded: "Remember to stand in the shade! It's so hot today."
Meng Xiaoni: "Yes."
She quietly glanced at Master Lu who was floating around, and then quickly walked outside.
Seeing Meng Xiaoni leaving, Lord Lu looked at the pots in the kitchen several times with a look of reluctance, and finally followed Meng Xiaoni out of the kitchen and walked outside the hot pot restaurant.
Outside the hot pot restaurant, the phenomenon of Yang Yan is obvious. The weather is too hot, the air is twisted into a certain arc, and the refraction of light dances like a flame.
Meng Xiaoni stood under the shade of the tree, and waited until Master Lu came out with her.
Master Lu shook his head, his footsteps were slow, and he was still immersed in the scent just now: "The saliva is about to drip. How can you say this in this store? Ghosts can smell the fragrance, this is the death of ghosts! This spicy It reminds me of the first time I went to a restaurant with that guy back then."
Meng Xiaoni laughed lightly.
Master Lu looked at Meng Xiaoni who was under the shade of the tree, and rubbed his hands: "Little girl, can ghosts eat your hot pot?"
Meng Xiaoni made sure there was no one around, so she replied to Master Lu's words: "If you can eat it, you can eat it, but I'm not sure whether people can still eat the things that ghosts have eaten."
When Master Lu heard this, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his big hands: "If you can eat it, why can't you eat it? You see that the dishes on the table that are placed on the table during festivals and festivals are all eaten by yourself in the end? You see that it is so successful. No? You let my kid have a meal here, and I will eat with his bite! Just take a bite!"
When Meng Xiaoni wanted to say something, she saw a battery car swaying slowly not far away.
Lao Lu was sitting on the battery car with a helmet on his head. After all, he came from a design background. Even though he was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and riding an extremely ordinary battery car, he still kept himself clean.
Except for the two shortcomings of being slightly fat and slightly bald in middle age, there are no other major shortcomings.
Master Lu also saw his own son, and became excited: "Look, he is here! You must let him eat. He must have enough money for a meal."
Meng Xiaoni couldn't laugh or cry.
She also asked Uncle Lu to do the design, how could Uncle Lu pay for the meal
Meng Xiaoni can see Lao Lu, and of course Lao Lu can also see Meng Xiaoni.
Lao Lu drove the car in front of Meng Xiaoni, parked the car, and took off his helmet: "It's so hot, why are you standing outside?"
Even standing under the shade of a tree, Meng Xiaoni was still hot enough to sweat.
She smiled at Old Lu: "I want to see Uncle Lu's design sooner. Uncle Lu came into the store and said? The air conditioner is turned on in the store."
Lao Lu picked up the file bag in one hand and the helmet in the other, and looked at the hot pot restaurant beside him: "This one?"
Meng Xiaoni took a step forward and led the way: "Yes. This is the one."
Lao Lu took a look at the hot pot restaurant.
Meng Xiaoni has marked the size and condition of the hot pot restaurant in her notebook, and there are also design ideas for the outside of the store. Those are all expected design drafts, which are very different from the original store before the actual design drafts.
Lao Lu looked at the hot pot restaurant that had been open for an unknown number of years, and couldn't help but sigh: "This is too simple."
Meng Xiaoni turned her head and smiled at Lao Lu: "So it's going to be redecorated."
Lao Lu raised a sense of vindictiveness and followed Meng Xiaoni into the door: "Yes. Let's go."