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The advertisement that Xiao Sun posted yesterday, someone applied for it early this morning, but the ingredients have not yet been accepted, so Ren Kuan asked the old man to wait for a while, and he and the delivery person will order the goods first.

"Fresh?" Ren Kuan unwrapped the plastic bag containing the wet noodles, and a salty smell came over his face.

The delivery man looked honest, rubbed his hands and nodded, "It's just sent out, it's fresh, don't dare to lie."

In addition to noodles and noodles, there are also fresh vegetables and raw meat. The current accounts of the ingredients are all monthly accounts. After counting the weight and sample quantity, the delivery person gave Ren Kuan an order before leaving.

After confirming the ingredients, Ren Kuan had no time to pack them up immediately, so he chatted with the brother who was applying for the job. It seemed that he was older than him, about 50 to [-] years old.

"Do you want to help deliver food?" Ren Kuan asked.

The man was a little shy, "Stir-frying is also fine, I can try anything you recruit here."

That's a good thing, one person can do two jobs, Ren Kuan said quickly, "What's your last name? My name is Ren Kuan."

"Boss Ren." The man smiled naively, he should be a boss of any size in this restaurant, so he can be called that, "My surname is Zhang, Zhang Qi."

Ren Kuan looked at Zhang Qi calmly. There was a deep callus on the tiger's mouth on his right hand. At first glance, he looked like a person who had been holding a knife all year round. Zhang Qi didn't say he would know how to cook. Ren Kuan took a look.

The noodles in the morning have to use saozi, Ren Kuan intends to ask Zhang Qi to fry them now.

Chopped fresh meat, Zhang Qi’s arm strength is extraordinary, a knife can go into the pier, break up the minced meat and put it in boiling water, pick up the minced meat after the water boils, the seasoning is also a common ratio, after the minced meat is dried, put Add the seasoning and stir-fry the onion and garlic.

After cooking, Ren Kuan tasted the chopsticks. The taste was moderate, and the spicy taste was not outstanding, but it could be seen that Zhang Qi was in this business before.

"It's done." Ren Kuan probably had a clue in his mind, and asked casually, "Where did Master Zhang work as a chef before?"

Zhang Qi waved his hand, "Master, he can't be called a master. He used to make flowing water mats in our village. He doesn't like ordinary restaurants in the city. It's hard to find a job when he's old."

The master who was in charge of the ladle at the flowing water table didn't even like it, Ren Kuan didn't click his tongue in surprise, it didn't look like there was something wrong with his craftsmanship, he probably thought Zhang Qi wasn't clever enough.

There are not many takeaways in the morning, but there are quite a few people eating in the restaurant. The store just received a call, saying that the beef noodles are being delivered, and the location is at the end of the stone ladder. It didn’t take much time for Xiao Sun to come and go. Come back When running out of breath.

"Boss, is your motorcycle on the side of the road? The traffic police are asking people to move the car. If you don't go, you will be sent to the traffic police brigade."

Fortunately, the business was almost over in the morning, Ren Kuan cursed, and ran down without even taking off his apron.

"Comrade traffic police!" Ren Kuan said in his heart, fortunately he arrived in time, "I will do it myself, I will do it myself."

The traffic policeman clicked the ticket in his hand, "Don't you know that you are not allowed to stop here?"

"I really don't know." Ren Kuan stepped on the motorcycle and looked around to find a place to park, "It doesn't stop here, where else can I park?"

"Didn't you draw a parking space for motorcycles? Don't park on the sidewalk. Forget it this time. Next time..."

"Thank you, I see." Ren Kuan interrupted, moving the car to the parking space.

He didn't feel anything after running down the stairs just now, Ren Kuan was thinking about his motorcycle in his heart, and now he relaxed, his back was densely oozing and shouting that he couldn't exercise in the hot weather.

He glanced back at the motorcycle and confirmed that there was nothing wrong before he turned and left.

You said how could there be such a coincidence, in the morning, he saw Xiao...Jiuer twice, he was here when he came in the morning, and he is still in the same place now.

Jiu'er was sitting in front of the massage parlor holding something that looked like a steamed bun. Ren Kuan glanced into the parlor. The lobby hadn't turned on the lights, and it was still pitch black. Could it be bullying people who are blind?Or know that there is no business in the morning to save electricity?

"What are you eating?" Ren Kuan put the car keys in his trouser pocket.

The leek was eating well, when he heard Ren Kuan's voice, he immediately stood up from the ground, "Brother Kuan..." The voice was loud and short, as if he was afraid that Ren Kuan would run away.

Ren Kuan likes the person who looks like a small trumpet, but Ren Kuan doesn't think he is noisy, so he slowly approached Jiu'er.

Jiu'er felt the firepower around him, held up the things in his hand and said, "Dousha Bao."

Glancing at the red bean paste bun that Jiuer mentioned, he had almost half eaten it, and the red bean paste filling was still missing. Ren Kuan joked, "Your name is red bean paste buns, and steamed buns are more or less the same."

Mantou and Jiu'er have also eaten it, but it's different from the bean paste bun. Jiu'er held the bean paste bun and took a big bite, finally revealing the dark brown bean paste filling in the center.

"It's really red bean paste buns, sweet." Chiu'er took one bite, then took a second bite, and the fingernail-sized bean paste filled two mouthfuls.

Ren Kuan laughed, little bumpkin, the person who made the red bean paste buns was really picky and wicked, he made it clear that he was a blind man who bullied Liu'er, and Liu'er was foolishly eating happily.

"Where did you buy the red bean paste buns? That's all the stuffing?" Ren Kuan stared intently at Chiu'er's way of eating, two bites too much, with a thin face, you can see the sudden bulging of the two cheeks Like a hamster hiding food.

Chiu'er ate food slowly, and would stop when talking to Ren Kuan, "I didn't buy it, the aunt in our store made it."

Mentioning Auntie, Ren Kuan turned sideways and took a look in. Auntie was mopping the floor with a sullen expression on her face, and the other blind people in the store were sitting and eating obediently, just like Jiuer.

It looks like there is no business in the morning, and the boss hasn't come yet.

The leek in front of him was still eating steamed buns. Ren Kuan looked even worse at such a disgusting thing. He was already as thin as a paper man, and he couldn't eat well. Sure enough, it was a lie For a little blind man like Jiu'er.

Ren Kuan snorted, "Jiuer, come eat noodles with me, and I'll bring them back to you later."

With a "grunt", Jiu'er swallowed the bean paste bun in his mouth, and stared at the front with helpless eyes. Ren Kuan's invitation was very attractive to him, and he would involuntarily run along with Ren Kuan's beckoning.

"Let's go, anyway, your boss hasn't come yet."

Jiu'er was a little hesitant, although he liked to talk to Ren Kuan, but he was afraid of causing trouble to Ren Kuan. Blind people are the most troublesome, they can't see anything, they will only cause trouble for others.

Not knowing what Jiu'er was hesitating about, Ren Kuan said to himself, "Don't be afraid, I will definitely send it back to you later."

Afraid but not afraid, Jiu'er retorted: "I know the way... can I really go?"

"What's the real thing? I can still lie to you, and I won't ask you to collect money." Ren Kuan didn't like to chatter, so he grabbed the leek and walked upstairs.

Jiu'er exclaimed, "My guiding stick...I can walk by myself..."

Ren Kuan picked up the stick from Jiu'er's feet and stuffed it into the little stubborn man's hand, "Let's go, go by yourself."

No one in the store thought that the boss would move a car and bring a boy back with him, so Ren Kuan let Jiu'er sit down and specially ordered him a bowl of Xaozi noodles.

The small restaurant was filled with the mouth-watering aroma of rice, and Jiu'er sat awkwardly on the stool, holding on to the blind stick tightly with both hands, not daring to let go.

Running out with Ren Kuan in his head, he still felt a little scared after thinking about it. The unfamiliar environment around him made Jiu'er extremely flustered.

Zhang Qi had just fried the saozi, and Ren Kuan brought the cooked noodles over to Jiu Er himself, the hot white smoke hit Jiu Er's face directly, Ren Kuan's approach made his shoulders relax, and he was not so nervous.

"Stop holding your stick." Ren Kuan put the bowl in front of Jiu'er, "Taste it quickly."

The more unfamiliar the environment was, the slower Jiu'er's movements became. He even put down the blind-guide stick slowly. He touched the furnishings around the blind-guide stick repeatedly before he felt at ease.

Ren Kuan squeezed Jiu'er's hand and put the chopsticks in his hand, "Chopsticks." Then he dragged Jiu'er's other hand to hold the edge of the bowl, "Here are the noodles."

Seeing Jiu'er trembling with nervousness, Ren Kuan half-jokingly said, "Don't feed it up your nose."

After hearing this, Jiu'er sat upright, tried to prove that he would not, and told Ren Kuan loudly, "I will not."

There were few people in the shop, so Ren Kuan sat across from Chiu Er and watched him eat. After taking the first bite, Ren Kuan asked, "Is it delicious? Our chef here just cooked it this morning."

The noodles just out of the pot were a little hot, and Jiu'er buried her small face in the bowl. The moment she raised her head, her face was rosy and delicate from the steam, "It's delicious."

"Everything is delicious." Ren Kuan said so, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be hidden, and he lit a cigarette, "How many delicious things have you eaten?"

Ren Kuan spoke very casually, and Jiu'er could hear his teasing and good intentions. In Jiu'er's view, Ren Kuan would not embarrass him, nor would he say bad words to make him down.

Therefore, he took Ren Kuan's questions seriously, and answered honestly, "I haven't eaten."

"Heh." Ren Kuan was overjoyed, saying that he was a little bumpkin, and he was really not flattering him. Ren Kuan knocked on the table, "You eat, I'll get you something else."

There was a stove burning by the front door, and there were pot stickers on a pan. Ren Kuan saw that Jiu'er had a good appetite, so he picked up a few more, poured another plate of vinegar, and brought it to Jiu'er.

Holding Jiu'er's wrist, he deliberately led him towards the pot stickers, "Eat this." The chopsticks were inserted into the crispy dumpling skin, making a kazkaz sound, Ren Kuan did not let go of Jiu'er's hand, and then led him Dip in some balsamic vinegar, "Dip in vinegar, eat it."

"Delicious!" Before Ren Kuan could ask, Jiu'er spoke up.

Chiu'er eats very delicious, no matter what you eat, you can feel delicious, Ren Kuan shook the cigarette ash and talked to Chiu'er, "It's delicious, the dumpling must be the best stuffed with chives, just you That leek."

The two chatted one after another, and Ren Kuan got up from time to time to serve Jiu'er another side dish. No matter what Ren Kuan was feeding, Jiu'er ate it up, and then boasted that it was delicious.

After a while, the plates on the table were cleared, and Ren Kuan gradually felt that something was wrong, "I can't tell, you are so good at eating."

Jiu'er was very embarrassed, he bit his chopsticks and dared not move them again, he hesitated and couldn't say a word, he was too complacent, what should he do now?Would Ren Kuan feel that he ate too much?

Ren Kuan sat next to Jiu'er curiously, and couldn't help touching Jiu'er's stomach with his hand, "Where do you grow from eating so much meat?"

Unexpectedly, Ren Kuan would make such a move, he flinched, "Brother Kuan..."

"I'm afraid your massage shop can't afford you?" Ren Kuan joked.

Chiu'er knew that Ren Kuan didn't mean anything malicious, "I can't usually eat so much. It's so delicious. The proprietress said that the business is not good, so I... just eat something..."

This kind is used to bluff little bumpkins like Jiuer, Ren Kuan smiled and said: "Then have you ever eaten complicated ones in your shop?"

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is really no such thing, Jiu'er shook his head, "Business seems to have been bad all the time, the proprietress doesn't let auntie cook with too much ingredients..."

It's no wonder that Auntie Ren has a bad look on her face. She sweeps the floor and cooks, and she's not doing well. It's all the boss's intention. There must be employees gossip about Auntie behind her back.

Thinking about it, with Jiu'er's appetite, even a few bean paste buns from a massage shop can't feed him, no wonder he's so skinny.

Ren Kuan was still trying to tease Jiu'er, when he suddenly heard a woman's sharp voice, "Jiu'er! Where did you die again!"

The whole street echoed with the woman's harsh voice, Jiu'er stood up from the stool reflexively, and fumbled for the blind stick in a panic.

"Brother Kuan...the proprietress is here...I'm leaving..." Jiu'er's panic was obvious, and the moment she stood up, she kicked the foot of the table.

Ren Kuan quickly grabbed Jiu'er's wrist, "Don't worry, I told you to send you down."