After hearing Lin Momo's words, Grandpa Lin came back to his senses from his 'great grandfather smile' state, nodded quickly, and said: "Yes, yes, yes."
"I was just passing by and thought your restaurant was good, so I came to try it." The old man added.
Zhou Ming, who was behind him, twitched his mouth slightly.
—Old man, could your explanation be more deliberate
Zhou Ming complained in his heart.
Here, there were customers again when they arrived at the store. Lin Momo was very happy and happily put up the small "Open" sign that she had taken down.
"You are welcome to come in."
"The dishes in our restaurant are all fresh, and the ingredients are all good. You can order whatever you want..." Lin Momo said as she welcomed Grandpa Lin and Zhou Ming to the restaurant.
Looking at the small figure walking in front of him, the smile on Grandpa Lin's face became brighter.
It was not until he walked into the store and his eyes met Lin Cheng who was separated from him by the kitchen that the smile on Grandpa Lin's face instantly collapsed, replaced by an expression of disgust.
There was also a hint of jealousy in this disdain.
Old Master Lin looked at the 'Patrick Star' and 'SpongeBob SquarePants' worn by Lin Cheng and Lin Momo, then looked at his own nondescript casual jacket, and mentally complained to Butler Zhou.
Originally, the old man planned to come directly wearing the "Squidward" T-shirt. Before leaving, Zhou Xing was worried that he was not wearing enough and would catch a cold when he returned in the afternoon, so he advised him to put on a coat over the "Squidward" T-shirt.
"Excuse me, what would you like to eat?" Lin Momo's voice interrupted the state of Grandpa Lin and Lin Cheng staring at each other.
"Ah?" Mr. Lin turned around and asked, "What dishes are there?"
"Today we have all the fresh ingredients at home. You can order whatever you want. My dad can cook it."
"Is that so..." Upon hearing this, Mr. Lin glanced at Lin Cheng: he was a little skeptical about Lin Cheng's statement that he could do anything.
“Can I make corn with pine nuts, eggplant with fish flavor, or steamed pork with rice flour?”
Lin Momo compared the dishes prepared by Grandpa Lin with the ingredients in his freezer, thought about it, and nodded: "Okay."
"What about braised pork slices, braised spareribs, and chrysanthemum fish?"
"Yeah, sure."
Hearing this, Master Lin nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, okay, then let's have some sweet and sour pork and crystal pork elbow..."
“Ahem.”
Before Mr. Lin could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cough from Zhou Ming beside him.
"What?" Old Master Lin looked at Zhou Ming with dissatisfaction.
"Grandpa, please take it easy..." Zhou Ming lowered his voice to remind Grandpa Lin to keep a low profile.
Zhou Ming was ashamed at the old man's ordering of dishes: he naturally knew that the old man came to order so many dishes to help Lin Cheng and Lin Momo complete this week's task, but those who didn't know, seeing the old man's posture, might think he was here to mess things up.
Zhou Ming was not wrong about this.
In the live broadcast room, when seeing this clip, a lot of complaints instantly popped up in the barrage area:
Just two people ordering this much
And they are all hard dishes. Can Lin Cheng cook them so well
Is this old man here to cause trouble
It could also be that they were sent by competitors to cause trouble.
…
This way.
Lin Momo lowered her head to look at the long list of dishes written down in the small notebook, then looked at the two guests in front of her and reminded them, "If there are two of you, just order two dishes and a soup. It will be a waste if you order too much."
After a pause, Lin Momo said proudly, "The portions of the dishes in my restaurant are quite generous."
Hearing this, Mr. Lin waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a smile: "No, no, my family is here, and we can pack up the leftovers if we can't finish them."
After that, Mr. Lin touched his chin again and said, "Let me think about it... Kung Pao Chicken, Sweet and Sour Spare Ribs, Magic Tofu..."
Old Master Lin wanted to order a few more expensive dishes, but when he looked up and saw Lin Cheng's warning look, the old man immediately gave up.
"Well, forget about the ones I ordered above. Let's have one blanched Chinese cabbage, one steamed sea bass, and one winter melon and pork soup."
"Okay! Please wait a moment, I will prepare the dishes for you as soon as possible." Lin Momo wrote down the last few dishes ordered by Grandpa Lin and ran to the kitchen to hand them to Lin Cheng.
Old Master Lin sat in his seat, but his eyes never left Lin Momo's face, and he would mutter from time to time: "My little Momo is so well-behaved..."
Seeing the old man's worried look, Zhou Ming beside him was worried for him, fearing that the old man might accidentally twist his neck.
…
Lin Momo made a pot of tea for the guests.
Seeing Lin Momo carefully walking towards him with a pot full of hot tea, Grandpa Lin suddenly became nervous: It was such a big pot of tea, and the water was hot at 70 or 80 degrees. What if he accidentally scalded his little Momo
Thinking of this, Mr. Lin could no longer sit still and prepared to get up and get the teapot for Lin Momo.
Fortunately, Zhou Ming was there to hold Grandpa Lin back.
Zhou Ming pointed silently at several cameras in the store, reminding the old man to keep a low profile and not reveal his identity.
Seeing this, Mr. Lin had no choice but to sit back down.
Even so, the old man's heart was still hanging in the air over the pot of tea in Lin Momo's hand.
Only when he saw Lin Momo safely deliver the teapot to his table did Grandpa Lin breathe a sigh of relief.
"Please have some tea." Lin Momo put the teapot on the table and handed a teacup to Grandpa Lin and Zhou Ming respectively.
"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. Go sit down and have a rest." Grandpa Lin said to Lin Momo nervously.
Lin Momo shook her head, smiled at the other party, and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm not tired. You can call me anytime if you need anything."
After Lin Momo finished, she was about to pour tea for Mr. Lin and Zhou Ming, but the old man stopped her: "Put it down quickly, be careful not to lie down, I can do it myself."
The old man gave him a look, and Zhou Ming quickly took the teapot on the table and poured tea for the old man.
Seeing that there seemed to be nothing she needed to do at this moment, Lin Momo quietly retreated to the side.
—
Here, Mr. Lin picked up the tea in his hand, blew on it to cool it down, and drank it happily.
Seeing how Grandpa Lin was drinking tea happily, Zhou Ming's mouth twitched, and he complained in his heart: Grandpa is very particular about drinking tea, and his assistant is too picky. He wants the best tea, the matching teapot and tea set, and even a slight difference in water temperature can make this picky old man dislike it.
The tea in front of me is basically the cheapest tea stems, but I think the old man tasted it very deliciously.
…
In the kitchen, Lin Cheng quickly prepared the two dishes and soup ordered by Grandpa Lin.
Because he was worried that Lin Momo would get burned, Lin Cheng usually didn't let Lin Momo do the cooking.
Carrying the dish, Lin Cheng personally delivered the dish to the table in front of Grandpa Lin.
Seeing Lin Cheng coming over to order food in person, Zhou Ming wanted to stand up as if by reflex, but when he realized that he was still filming, he quickly sat back down.
However, throughout the whole process, Zhou Ming felt like sitting on pins and needles.
It was not until Lin Cheng put down the last of the winter melon and pork soup and turned to leave that Zhou Ming secretly relaxed, served the old man with rice and handed the chopsticks to him.
"Let's eat. You eat too." Old Master Lin put down his bowl and chopsticks and said to Zhou Ming.
Hearing this, Zhou Ming was moved.
—The dishes were made by the boss himself... He, a small employee, was afraid that they would hurt his teeth.
"No problem. I ate when I came here. You just eat it, old man." Zhou Ming looked at Old Man Lin and said.
This should be the first time that the old man has eaten a meal cooked by the eldest young master.
Although Mr. Lin seemed to have no expression on his face at the moment, based on Zhou Ming's understanding of him, he was probably very happy in his heart and was just pretending to be expressionless.
Mr. Lin stopped talking and started eating.
The old man first picked up a piece of fish, and the moment he put it into his mouth, he frowned.
“Why is the taste so bland?”
"How can guests like such light dishes?" The old man grumbled again in dissatisfaction. He thought to himself: when the time comes, no guests will come to eat because the dishes are not to their liking, and he will not make any money, and his little Momo will have to suffer with that brat.
Thinking of this, Mr. Lin secretly started to worry about Lin Cheng and Lin Momo.
Listening to Mr. Lin's muttering, Zhou Ming glanced at Lin Cheng who was in the kitchen and whispered to Mr. Lin: "Grandpa, you forgot that the doctor reminded you to eat light food, low in salt, sugar and oil."
The eldest young master's dish was obviously made specifically for the old man, taking the doctor's instructions into consideration.
After hearing Zhou Ming's words, Mr. Lin felt relieved and nodded.
However, a few seconds later, Mr. Lin's chopsticks stopped again.
"Grandpa, what's wrong? Do you have any questions?" Zhou Ming asked puzzledly.
“You can’t eat it yet.”
As Mr. Lin was talking, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Ming: "Take a picture of me first."
"Pay attention to the angle, just frame me and the vegetables." Grandpa Lin emphasized again.
After hearing this, Zhou Ming immediately understood what the other party meant: no need to guess, the old man asked him to take pictures because he was going to post them on his Moments in the evening to show off.
He even thought of a title for the old man's post on WeChat Moments: This is a dish my eldest grandson made specially for me.
If someone leaves a message asking, the old man will most likely reply: I don’t even need it, he insists on cooking for me himself.
After Zhou Ming took the photos, Mr. Lin looked through them again on his phone before he started eating with satisfaction.
—
At this time, Lin Momo brought a plate of peanuts to the two of them.
"This is a free gift from my restaurant when it opened. If you think our food is delicious, you can come again next time." Lin Momo said to Grandpa Lin and Zhou Ming.
Originally it was a plate of ordinary peanuts, but because they were sent by his precious great-grandson, this plate of peanuts was instantly upgraded to golden beans in Grandpa Lin's eyes.
Looking at Lin Momo, Mr. Lin almost couldn't stop smiling and said "good" several times in a row.
While talking, Grandpa Lin took out the candy he had prepared long ago from his pocket and handed it to Lin Momo: "I have candy here, you can have it."
Seeing the candy handed over by the other party, Lin Momo subconsciously shook her head and refused: "Thank you, you don't have to give me candy."
Although Lin Momo refused, Mr. Lin still insisted and stuffed the candy in his hand into Lin Momo's hand.
"Take it. Didn't you give me peanuts? Consider this candy as an exchange for your peanuts." Grandpa Lin said to Lin Momo with a smile on his face.
Seeing that Grandpa Lin was so enthusiastic, Lin Momo couldn't refuse his kindness, so she said "thank you" again and took the candy handed to her by Grandpa Lin.
—
Holding the candy given by Grandpa Lin, Lin Momo ran into the kitchen and came to Lin Cheng.
"dad."
"Um?"
"These candies were given to me by the old man outside." Lin Momo handed the candies to Lin Cheng and said, "I can't refuse, so..."
“I don’t know if I can eat this.”
Lin Momo knew that you couldn't just accept things from strangers, especially food.
What if the other party is a bad guy
Seeing Lin Momo's serious expression, Lin Cheng guessed what she was thinking, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and asked, "Do you think that person is a bad guy?"
Facing Lin Cheng's question, a hint of thought flashed across Lin Momo's face.
Lin Momo thought about it, and finally shook her head: "I just feel that the old man is a little strange."
—The other person just kept looking at her as soon as he came in, gave her a big smile and gave her candy.
Lin Momo had never encountered such a situation before.
After a moment of silence, Lin Momo whispered again: "But I feel like he's not a bad guy."
Although the old man looked fierce and stern when he didn't talk or smile, Lin Momo didn't sense any malice from him.
On the contrary, Lin Momo felt quite friendly when she saw the old man smiling at her.
—
Outside the kitchen is the dining area.
Although Mr. Lin was concentrating on eating, he could not help but prick up his ears and listen carefully to the whispers of the father and daughter in the kitchen, feeling a little nervous.
It wasn't until he saw that Lin Momo didn't think he was a bad person that Grandpa Lin felt relieved.
Mr. Lin was in such a good mood that even the rice and vegetables with low salt and oil in front of him suddenly felt much more delicious.
—
On this side, hearing Lin Momo's words, Lin Cheng laughed softly, peeled off the candy wrapper of a candy, and fed it into Lin Momo's mouth.
The moment Lin Momo took the candy in her mouth, her eyes lit up and her face was filled with surprise.
"Delicious?" Lin Cheng asked.
"Hmm, delicious!" Lin Momo nodded vigorously.
The outside of this candy is covered with a layer of crispy sugar coating, which is very thin and breaks easily when bitten. The inside is soft and glutinous fruit-flavored gummy candy. In the middle, wrapped in the gummy candy, there is rich-flavored pineapple juice.
This is definitely the most delicious candy Lin Momo has ever eaten!
"Dad, dad, you eat too."
"Okay." Lin Cheng smiled.
He was very familiar with the taste of this candy.
This is a kind of traditional handmade candy unique to Lin Cheng’s mother’s hometown. When he was a child, Lin Cheng loved to eat this.
But now, this kind of sugar is not easy to buy.
Thinking that the old man still remembers it.