There was a beautiful ring on Ding Sha's ring finger, and Xiao Jun said it was an engagement ring.
In the future there will be wedding rings, fifth anniversary rings, tenth anniversary rings, and fiftieth anniversary rings.
What Ding Sha wanted was not the ring, but some anticipation to spend fifty years with him.
The moving project started in a grand manner. Their own car, the car driven by Dazhuang, and the moving company's trucks were all dispatched.
It took almost a whole day of hard work to move everything.
Ping An had hardly gone out because of the epidemic, and the first time he went out there was such a big scene. He was so scared that he hid in Ding Sha's arms.
He held Ding Sha's neck tightly with both hands and refused to let go. As soon as Ding Sha let him go, he started crying.
Ding Sha had no choice but to carry little Ping'an around and coax him for nearly a whole day.
My wrists hurt so much when I was eating dinner that night that I could hardly lift the chopsticks.
After hearing the reason, Xiao Jun's face became long. He first fed Ding Sha and then went into the bedroom and held Ping An in his arms, not caring whether he could understand or not. He talked for an hour before ending with a feeling of unsatisfied feeling.
Ping An felt sleepy after listening to it.
Along with Ping An, the other cat with egg yolk and her little friend Zizi also showed a stress reaction. They huddled in the cat bag and meowed loudly.
When it arrived at its new home, it didn't dare to come out. It hid inside and observed for a long time before it dared to take a tentative step forward with its little paws.
The decoration of the small shop is much more refined than the original shop. The furniture made by Uncle Wei is also being delivered one after another. The kitchen can hold a lot of ingredients and tools. There are also several independent private rooms, and even their living area has been expanded a lot.
Xiao Jun flipped through the calendar and set a date for the opening.
The forsythia in the yard was in bloom. While Xiao Ping'an was taking a nap, Ding Sha picked up a small basket and picked a basket of forsythia.
The store's menu hasn't been made yet, so Ding Sha wants to dye some floral paper to use as the base paper.
Xiao Jun helped her on the side.
In fact, there was no need for help, Xiao Jun just wanted to stick to Ding Sha.
There were so many people and so busy these days that Xiao Jun even felt that he hadn't seen Ding Sha for a long time. Everyone finally went to do their own things, and he hesitated and ran to Ding Sha.
Ding Sha held up a piece of A4-sized white paper and joked, "The ancients dyed flowery paper to express their feelings and poems, but I do it to express food."
He kept working as he spoke, and when the paper was dry, faint yellow dots appeared on the corners or in the middle, which was very beautiful.
Xiao Jun went to get the brush and ink. Ding Sha first wrote down a few common dishes, then put the paper away and said, "Write the rest today."
Xiao Jun wanted to get two strings of firecrackers, but considering that setting off firecrackers was not allowed here, he had to give up.
They were a little nervous on the opening day, but business was actually much better than they expected.
Many old customers came to support us with a smile.
"I've been missing your food for a long time, but I used to live far away and it was hard for me to come over to eat. Now that you've moved closer to my home, I have to come over for a meal."
"I've been looking forward to it so much, and finally your business is open! I'll come even if I move far away!"
"Hahaha, me too! Even if your family moved to Mars, I would still have to use a rocket to send myself up there to eat..."
They also welcomed a special guest.
Hu Zhilin, editor of the food magazine, came with a small gift.
"Editor Hu!" Ding Sha was very happy to see him.
"I happened to come here today. I heard from the neighbors that your family moved here, so I came to see you," Hu Zhilin looked at Ping An in Ding Sha's arms.
"This is a baby, so cute," Hu Zhilin said with soft eyes. He liked children very much. "You can tell at first glance that this is a promising child."
Which mother doesn't like others to praise her child? Ding Sha happily took him to sit down and handed him today's menu.
"Mr. Hu, what would you like to eat today?"
Hu Zhilin came here for this purpose. He looked at the menu and said, "I also came here to do another interview. In this special period, we are mainly working in the form of an e-magazine."
Ding Sha said, "Of course you can. Take a look at what to eat. I'll call Ajun out later."
Hu Zhilin looked at the menu in his hand, "I want to order beef vermicelli, oil-drizzled fish, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and a sugar cake."
Ding Sha joked, "I didn't realize you like sweets so much."
"But can you finish all this by yourself?"
"I'm not the only one," Hu Zhilin shook his head slightly, "My wife's student is doing an internship with me, and she loves sweets."
"Oh, okay, I'll ask the kitchen to do it right away. How long will it take for her to come?" Ding Sha was stunned for a moment.
"We'll be there soon." said Hu Zhilin.
Ding Sha tore the list and handed it to Wang Wenhao, who took it swiftly and started preparing the dishes.
Sugar cake can actually be called sesame paste cake, because there is a thick layer of sesame paste in the cake, which tastes fragrant and rich.
Add five to six ounces of water to one pound of flour and knead it into a relatively soft dough, or knead it into a smooth state.
"Remember to put some oil in the dough, it will be more fragrant and crispy when cooked," Xiao Jun did not forget to check on Wang Wenhao's noodles while busy cooking.
Wang Wenhao’s pastries were unexpectedly good, especially steamed buns and pancakes, which were soft and delicious.
"Let him go, Master," Wang Wenhao responded with a smile.
Let the dough rest for ten to twenty minutes.
Then roll it into a thick pancake and spread a thick layer of sesame paste on it.
The sauce is Beijing's Erba sauce, which is much more fragrant than pure sesame sauce.
Every time before making it, I have to ask the customers whether they are allergic to peanuts before I dare to use it.
Spread the thick sauce evenly and sprinkle with fine brown sugar, then start rolling up from one side.
Roll it into a roll to wrap up the sesame paste and brown sugar.
After cutting into two pieces, close the edges carefully to prevent the sauce inside from leaking out.
Finally, roll it out again into a thick pancake, grease the pancake pan with oil and put the pancake in.
After covering, fry for a while and then turn it over, until both sides become visibly crispy and charred, then the pancake is ready to be taken out of the pan.
Cut into small pieces, Wang Wenhao gave one to Xiao Jun to taste, "How is it, Master?"
Xiao Jun tasted it and said, "It's OK."
Wang Wenhao put the sugar cake at the serving port with brisk steps.
When Ding Sha served the dishes, he saw that the intern was already sitting opposite Hu Zhilin.
She is a very pretty girl, and she dresses very tastefully.
"Wow! Sesame sauce and sugar cakes! And my favorite sweet and sour pork! Brother Hu! I love you so much!"
When Ding Sha left, he heard the little girl's unconcealed happiness.
She frowned and felt a little uncomfortable. If she was the student of Mr. Hu's lover, why did she speak to Mr. Hu in such an intimate and casual tone
The two of them quickly finished the food on the table. Hu Zhilin paid the bill as usual and then waited for Xiao Jun to interview him.
"How was the dish just now?" Xiao Jun helped Ding Sha sit down.
"It's delicious! Especially the sugar cakes! They are crispy and sweet!" the little girl said first.
Hu Zhilin's expression was very gentle. "Indeed, I feel that the dishes this time are more delicious than the last time I came here."
"But I still didn't get to eat the dishes made by the boss lady herself, which was a bit regrettable."
The interview was still quick and pleasant. When Ding Sha was sending them out, he noticed that the girl was pulling Mr. Hu's sleeve, and Mr. Hu was subconsciously protecting the girl with his actions.
Xiao Jun went back to talk to Wang Wenhao. Ding Sha stood at the door and saw Hu Zhilin leaning over to fasten the seat belt of the girl in the passenger seat in a car not far away.
Ding Sha folded her hands and lost all her good impression of Hu Zhilin.
"I don't know if Mr. Hu's lover knows..."
“You should know.”
A strange voice came from beside me.
Author's side note: Do you still remember Hu Zhilin...