Yu Lanchuan looked at the ingredients in the old man's tricycle, and then looked at his direction of travel: "Are you the boss?"
This stall just blocked the intersection, which is equivalent to blocking the door of others. The little hooligan with the knife was quite right just now, this is really the way and the gate of others.
"I'm still a chef, and sometimes a part-time waiter." The boss slowly pushed the three wheels forward. Yu Lanchuan was about to reach out to help him, but before he could roll up his sleeves, a seventeen-eighth ran out of the small restaurant. The old man smiled brightly at the whole world, and he diligently helped the boss to move things.
Yu Lanchuan's eyes stopped on the young man for a while, and found that his facial features were not symmetrical, his eyes were too far apart, and he couldn't take it back when he smiled.
"I picked this child up, and I don't want it anymore," the old shop owner straightened up, took a breath, and pointed to his head, "It's not very smart, it's too meticulous to do the work—do you two have a reservation?"
"No," Yu Lanchuan was shocked, "Do you still have to book here?"
"Oh, that's not it, just ask a question, it looks foreign." The boss let them in and sighed at the empty restaurant, "The students are not the same as before, and no one comes to places that are not foreign... Today is still the case. It's not open yet, so I'll give you two a free bill."
Looking at such a bitter little restaurant, Yu Lanchuan was a little unbearable. Just as he was about to refuse, he remembered that this meal was a treat for Gan Qing, and it was inconvenient to cook for him. He turned back to find Gan Qing, only to realize that she hadn't followed, and was staring at the front of the store in a daze.
Gan Qing hasn't been here for ten years. She feels that her memory is not very good, and she thought it would take a lot of trouble to find the right place today, but when she really got here, she suddenly regretted her hasty proposal.
How could I forget here
At that time, Wei Xiao was working in a hotel and was the head chef, working shifts with another colleague. He is not idle when he is not on duty. At first, he tried to open a stall by himself, wanting to sell some snacks, but it may not be the material for business. , the main cook pasta.
He keeps himself busy, which is quite reasonable - Wei Xiao said that cooking in a hotel is a standard, streamlined process, and it is always the same process. He also put his heart into cooking a bowl of Yangchun noodles for the guests.
This is really like a cook who is addicted to cooking, even if Gan Qing heard it ten years ago, he didn't take it to heart.
Looking back now, she had a different taste—if the old man really thought a small restaurant was good, why didn't he quit his job in the hotel and concentrate on "cooking with heart"
"Hey," Yu Lanchuan recalled her sanity, "Why are you in a daze?"
Gan Qing raised her head suddenly, just in time to meet the old shop owner's eyes, but the boss's eyes didn't stop at her, he just glanced at her, and walked into the shop old-fashioned.
Also, ten years later, the young girl has grown into a miserable adult, and the quick-handed boss has been overwhelmed by the wind and frost, who can remember who
When she was just meddling, didn't she also recognize the old shopkeeper
"Sit and find a place anywhere," said the boss, "I'm slow, you two are not in a hurry?"
Yu Lanchuan shook his head: "Why didn't you hire a few more people?"
"I can't afford it," the boss said. "It's outdated, and people don't like to eat it. If it wasn't for my own house, I wouldn't have to pay rent, and the business would have been out of business. Just relieve the boredom."
Yu Lanchuan didn't understand, what is there to insist on such a small and broken restaurant with such a bleak operation? Do something else to relieve boredom? The storefront is rented or sold, which is enough for him to retire. It's so messy here, and if you get into a fight with a hooligan, you have to be affected by Chiyu, why bother
At this time, Gan Qing gently kicked her, Yu Lanchuan glanced at her, and temporarily swallowed the question.
When the sound of frying and frying came from the back kitchen, Gan Qing said softly: "The boss's son used to be in the thirteenth middle school, and he didn't study very well. He fought and fought all day. , was hit by a car... years ago."
Yu Lanchuan asked, "Because of this, you opened a small restaurant here?"
"Well," Gan Qing nodded, "At first, I wanted to ask the school for an explanation. After all, this happened during class time, and it would not be popular to buy a house. It happened that the original owner was in urgent need of money, so he just put this place very cheap. I handed it over to him and let him settle here. Afterwards, everyone was arguing for many years without any results. The school lost a token two dollars, and it was gone. Instead, his small restaurant opened. Don't look at it. Now the family is cold, and it was booming for a while, and the soup base and biscuits of various noodles are very famous."
The boss used to push a cart to sell biscuits. After he established a small shop, he built a large oven in the back kitchen for roasting biscuits, making three flavors of sugar, salt and pepper and meat biscuits. The guests came to order some biscuits, and they were all delivered directly from the oven, wrapped in oil paper, the sesame seeds fell off when touched, and even the paper could smell the aroma. Just be careful when eating, take a small sip, the shell will crack crisply with a "click", and hot white smoke will come out from the inside.
After Wei Xiao came and tasted his sesame cakes, he said don't make too complicated stir-fries, just keep the characteristics. , is Yangchun noodles.
Gan Qing said: "That's why he always loves to take care of those children when he encounters those children fighting."
Yu Lanchuan frowned: "At such an old age, those little hooligans are neither serious nor serious, what should I do if I beat him?"
"They didn't dare when I was there," Gan Qing said lightly, "and many people came over to eat at that time, and they all knew about the boss's house. It just disbanded automatically. But it seems that no one buys his account now."
There are big rivers and lakes outside, and Thirteen Middle School is a small river and lake. The small rivers and lakes are like farmland, where the seedlings grow one after another, and they are cut one after another.
After the young man in the store finished moving things, he diligently came to pour water for them, but his hands were unstable, and half poured and half poured. If Yu Lanchuan hid quickly, he almost poured his pants.
Yu Lanchuan hurriedly took the kettle in order to avoid sweeping the floor gently: "Alright, alright, let's do it ourselves."
The young man was like a crazy big dog again, shaking his head and waving his tail, piled all the condiment jars and chopstick tubes on the dining table in front of them, his eyes shining brightly, begging for praise.
Yu Lanchuan forced a kind smile: "...the service in your shop is really warm."
The young man reluctantly left until the owner of the back kitchen called for someone. The remaining two guests looked at each other for a while, and then went to each of them with the chopsticks and the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
"But I guess he doesn't take it to heart if he takes two hits occasionally." Gan Qing said, "It's just like a son beating me."
Yu Lanchuan was working as a waiter. Hearing Ah Q's words, he couldn't help laughing. After laughing, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned the subject off and asked her, "Hey, back then, he ran under the helper. It was so thrilling to come out, and it didn't make you remember me. Why did I fight this trivial matter outside the small restaurant, do you remember it clearly? You have selective amnesia? "
Gan Qing said smoothly: "That's why you startled you, but I didn't. I've stripped all my flesh, so what's so thrilling? It's better to grow up..."
Yu Lanchuan gave her a kick under the table, and Gan Qing stepped aside defensively: "I praise you that the longer you are, the better!"
Yu Lanchuan smiled but said, "I thank you, I don't accept comments."
Gan Qing put her finger on the tip of a chopstick and turned around, recalling for a moment, she said, "Maybe it happened because I was unhappy that day... I have always passed my grades in the 13th High School, and every time I finish the test, I can also get a grade. On the top 50 red list. As a result, I didn't take the mid-term exam because I missed two courses. Wei Xiao - oh, he was working here at the time - after knowing it, he was in the back kitchen in front of the boss. I."
Those nasty boys made noises in the store like a zoo across a wall, after reminiscing about their own strategies and tactics, of course, they also despised the opponent's ball and character together.
Over there, Wei Xiao was training his little apprentice in the kitchen: "I'm not saying that this midterm exam is important or not, but your attitude is not correct. Do you know what priorities are? Hungry every day, you can stay in school for a few years. What will happen in the future?"
The arrogant people next door just heard it, and seamlessly connected the topic, and the complacent voices of the teenagers drifted along the wall: "It's alright, alright, don't say a few words, there is no need to have common knowledge with them, just call This time the ball, anyway, will not touch again in the future."
"Who said that? If your sewer is blocked in the future, can't you find someone to pass it?"
"Then the future of your sewers is worrisome. I'll forget it. I'll brush up the IELTS again at the end of the month to see the situation. All foreign schools have been contacted."
The back kitchen was silent, and the corners of Wei Xiao's eyes jumped "suddenly".
Children are still emotionally affected by a football game, and adults have already seen the gap in the future.
When Gan Qing took the high school entrance exam, she was overconfident and only applied to one of the third middle schools. As a result, she was a fool all day long, and she missed the exam and missed the exam by three points.
At that time, Yanning had not yet reformed the education system. Some key high schools openly admitted "self-funded students", and recruited those students who were within ten points below the admission score.
Three points away, and the tuition fee would cost 50,000 yuan. If Wei Xiao had so much savings back then, how could he live in the back alley of the mud pond
There was no way, Wei Xiao borrowed money for this matter, but unfortunately, the poor friend was still poor. The big guy put it together and didn't make much. Until the third night, Wei Xiao received an anonymous package and opened it. At a glance, there are five stacks of cash neatly stacked inside.
However, before he could pay the money, Gan Qing told him casually that she had imitated his words and signed the statement of giving up school choice. Ordinary high schools that are relatively poor recruit dissatisfied students, and they will accept students who are not enrolled in the administrative area. In this way, she went to the 13th Middle School of the Junkyard.
This simply became a thorn in Wei Xiao's heart.
The voice floating from the next door stabbed Wei Xiao fiercely.
"Let me see you playing with knives while doing your homework in the future, and I'll ask you to return Paoding Jie Niu." Wei Xiao gritted his teeth and said word by word, but after the harsh words, he felt distressed again and returned to the root. In the end, the starting line for a child is the parent. If he pays 50,000 yuan as easily as buying a jelly bean, how can the child be so twisted? So he sighed, "If I went to the third middle school at that time..."
This sentence ignited Gan Qing's fire, and she interrupted him coldly: "Fortunately not!"
Wei Xiao looked at her in astonishment.
"I was afraid that you would be embarrassed, so I made a great determination to sign, and when I came back, I knew that my family already had money, and I secretly regretted it for a long time—ha!" She gave a shrewd smile, "I realized later that the money Where did it come from, if I really used that money to go to school, I would have to jump from a tall building now!"
"What did you say..."
"My enemy who killed my father, sent you the dirty money I earned from killing my father, and wanted to give me points. It's so funny, Master!" Gan Qing said, "Is this why you protect him? Even murder and arson If it weren't for... I wouldn't even know that you were ordered by the leader because of this person! When you taught him, you also fished for three days and spent two days in the net, for fear that your apprentice would make a name for himself!"
Wei Xiao froze: "Who... Who told you?"
Gan Qing's hand holding the wooden chopsticks suddenly paused: "By the way, I remembered, that day happened to be the day I had a showdown with Wei Xiao."
Yu Lanchuan asked, "About your biological parents?"
Gan Qing knew that she was adopted by her master, but Wei Xiao never revealed her background to her. She only said that when she was out of town, the neighbor's child, her parents and relatives were gone. Lonely, so I picked it up and raised it. She also vaguely knew that she had a senior brother who worshipped her ancestors during the festivals. She had seen the name "Wei Huan" on the list of disciples, and her name had been crossed out. He told her: "Your senior brother is not the same as us."
Yu Lanchuan: "I have always thought it was very strange. According to normal logic, the elders must hide your bloody background to death. Where did you hear it?"
"I'm nosy," Gan Qing waved, "once when I came home from school, I saw someone chasing a pickpocket on the street, and I stumbled over the thief. The person whose wallet was stolen might be a local tyrant. Cash, to those who helped her chase the thief, but those few refused, and they felt that it was all my credit, and they had to get my money. I think they are very energetic, and they are good at kung fu, or else I don’t dare to catch thieves on the street, but when I heard them chatting, they were all people who traveled from south to north, and I felt that they were lucky, so I had a meal with them... I happened to listen to them chatting about Wei Xiao during the meal.”
"I just found out that Wei Xiao rides a women's bicycle every day to go out to cook, and he actually gets an order from the leader of the alliance. Before he regains his senses, they have already started to count the people who died under the knife of Wan Muchun - such as the flour mill in the neighboring province. Sensational big cases, some small cases that I don't understand... and my dad's name - Wei Xiao's words are nine false and one true, and he has never concealed my parents' names, origins, and locations from me."