The boss is jealous again today

Min Deng said "fuck your mother" in the end but didn't say it.

He couldn't taste it, but his stomach was warm.

Soup should be good.

The kitchen began to shrink, the lights gradually brightened, and my body became warmer and warmer.

Min Deng leaned against the wall, watching Huo Shu's movements at the cooking table.

Huo Shu wiped his hands repeatedly with a clean white handkerchief, opened the black leather case, and took out a knife from it.

Only then did Min Deng realize that the black leather box contained a knife.

The knife is too beautiful to be able to cut carrots.More like beheading, beautiful and bloody.

Huo Shu, who was holding the knife, looked even more frightening, his eyes were too serious, and he bowed and lowered his head, as if he was performing a ceremony.

After finishing a bowl of soup, Min Deng left.It was purely frightened, he worried that he would be cut by Huo Shu on the chopping board later.

After Huo Shu finished cutting the carrots, he looked up and saw an empty bowl on the table not far away.

Playing with a beautiful knife flower in his hand, he felt a little helpless, and chuckled softly: "It's so cool, leave the boss here to wash the dishes."

Min Deng got up early the next morning, ready to go to the back kitchen to clean up.

When I arrived, I was a little taken aback when I saw the back kitchen was cleaned up.

What about the bowl he drank yesterday...

Has Huo Shu been washed?

Min Deng squeezed his fists, and the base of his ears turned red unconsciously.

During the lunch break, Min Deng just threw the trash into the trash can.

"Ah, so who..." Zhou Yigang walked over unruly.

Min Deng's heart skipped a beat, and he took a small step back.

"What about the cat?" Zhou Yigang looked at the soles of his feet.

Min Deng became vigilant, and unconsciously clenched his hands into fists.Lacking confidence, he said firmly, "The cat... can't give... you."

Although he stuttered whenever he was afraid, Min Deng felt that he had changed a little bit.

Still useless, still scared.But to resist this kind of thing, one time will learn the second time.

Resistance is addictive.

He couldn't learn it before, and he didn't dare to learn it.I didn't expect to bravely challenge myself for a cat.

The word brave looks very inspiring, but not everyone can have it.Not to mention opening and closing my mouth and saying that I am super brave.

It's so hard to be brave.

"I raised that cat!" Zhou Yigang finally looked directly at Min Deng, exasperated, "It's just so useless, can it become fat like a pig without my help! You have only been in the restaurant for more than a month, and you fed it I fed it for a few days! I fed it for three years! Fuck."

Min Deng was a little loose, but he didn't believe it.

"Just on Tuesday!" Zhang Qiu sounded anxious.

Zhou Yigang didn't look back, rolled his eyes, and left with his eyes closed.

Zhang Qiu came over and watched Zhou Yi Gang go away.

He opened his mouth to say something to Min Deng, but he didn't say anything.

Min Deng wiped his hands on the apron, and prepared to leave.

"He's just bullying you..." Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhangqiu looked unnatural, and kicked the trash can, "to deny what...that's in my heart..."

Min Deng didn't understand.

"I saw it that time." Zhang Qiu said more and more annoyed, and slapped the trash can, "In short, stay away from that psychopath, or I will kill you."

Min Deng: "..."

Being threatened every day, I seem to be getting used to it.

"Oh yes..." Min Deng agreed softly.

'Crack--'

The trash can is cracked.

Min Deng turned around and trotted all the way.

Zhang Qiu: "..."

When Zhang Qiu was picking up the trash can with a dark face, he announced that the combination had broken up.

Min Deng went to the toilet when he was only a few minutes away from get off work.

Several half-grown teenagers were pushing Sangsang in the toilet, and when they saw Min Deng coming in, they laughed a few times, then fell silent.

Min Deng turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, brother, wait a moment." A boy shouted with a smile.

Min Deng lowered his head, thought for a while and felt that he was a customer in the shop, so he hesitated and turned around.

"That...you..." The boy seemed a little embarrassed, "People like you...do you go to the toilet like us?"

Min Deng suddenly raised his head and looked at that person.

The boy was stared at and took a step back in fear.

"Otherwise? Let him squat up like a girl." The boy standing at the farthest answered with a sneer.

As soon as this sentence came out, the young people all laughed.As if he had never smiled in his entire life, his face was ugly.

Min Deng's throat was dry and his eye sockets were sore.

He felt it was definitely time to say 'fuck you', "I—"

"Yo—sister!" A male bass barked in with a choked voice.

Zhou Yigang is from the north. He is 1 meters tall and has to go up. He doesn't look fierce, but his face is very dark.

Min Deng swallowed, his brain short-circuited.

The young people in the toilet were also taken aback.

The impact of a new species is always powerful.

"Sister, you haven't finished it yet." Zhou Yigang squeezed an orchid finger and pinched his waist.

The young people recovered from disbelief and panic.Immediately, someone scolded in a low voice a few times, motherfucker.

"Who are you girls talking about?" Zhou Yigang still choked his throat and spoke in a low voice.

The young people shuddered: "Damn pervert."

"You perverts are going to kill you little birds today!" Zhou Yigang suddenly let go of his voice and roared.

The little youths shivered with their birds exposed, and pulled up their trousers one by one.

Min Deng was so frightened that he directly stuck to the wall.

This is not over yet.

Zhou Yi just took off his pants, revealing a bird, "It's not as big as a hair of mine!"

The young people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and the pear blossoms were raining.Immediately the birds and beasts dispersed,

Zhou Yi just coughed twice and pointed the bird at the toilet.

Although Min Deng was terrified, he also knew that Zhou Yigang was helping him.

He just said, "I..."

"Go away." Zhou Yigang hissed, his face full of disgust, "I can't get used to those idiots, but it doesn't mean I can get used to you, what I can't get used to the most is you guys. Unfeminine...pervert."

Min Deng was startled just now, and he was even more confused by what he said.

"...What pervert?" Min Deng asked.

"It's...comrade..." Zhou Yigang said to his bird with his head down like a thief.

"...What is a comrade?" Min Deng was confused.

"Aren't you?" Zhou Yigang was also dumbfounded, his teeth chattering.

Min Deng didn't know what he meant, and pinched his trouser pocket, a little nervous.But still shook his head.

The atmosphere in the toilet was a little sad.

"Hi!" The blond foreigner chef came off work, speaking fluent Northeast dialect, "Xiao Gang, what are you doing, are you stalking the birds?"

The voice of the foreigner's son is unclear, and the word "bird" is pronounced separately.

After speaking, the foreigner took off his pants.

I just took a look at it on Monday, and I zipped my pants up in grief and indignation.Turned around and walked away, kicking forward.

Min Deng heaved a sigh of relief, and turned around to leave.

He went home and bought a lot of vegetables to celebrate.

celebrate……

To celebrate today, shallots are delivered.

Celebrate that apples are red today.

Celebrating all things really isn't that hard.

Turning on the live broadcast as usual, Min Deng's hands holding the dishes are brisk.

"Today... today I'm making creamy pumpkin soup and pan-fried veal steak." Min Deng heard his own voice.

Not big, but clear enough.

Five viewers appeared on the live broadcast platform.

Min Deng paid special attention to the person who told him to soak his feet three times a day last time, but if he didn't post any comments after soaking his feet three times a day, he didn't know if he was here.

He steamed the sliced ​​pumpkin first, and then took out the pan.

"Heat a piece of butter first..." Min Deng explained the narration for the first time.

It's not that hard, he thought.

When the butter slowly melted at the bottom of the pot, Min Deng felt softness in his heart for the first time.

Just as he was about to put the steak down, he glanced at the phone screen again.

Soak your feet three times a day: wait another minute.

Min Deng's eyes lit up, he couldn't help but greeted him, and waved at the video.

Min Deng was afraid that he didn't hear what he said before, so he repeated the dishes that should be cooked today.

Although he didn't speak after soaking his feet three times a day, Min Deng unconsciously pursed his lips and smiled.

The movements of the hands are also more neat.

"Add 60 grams of whipped cream to the pumpkin." Min Deng poured out the pureed pumpkin.

I do not know when the number of viewers on the live broadcast platform increased by more than 200 people.

——The little brother’s hand looks so good, lick it.

——Why did the food live broadcast appear on the pet channel? ?

——Do you want to make fried rice? Hahahahaha.

——The anchor bent over and just now, who saw the collarbone!

——Don’t you think the sound is particularly nice?Comes with gentle buff, especially people want to bully.

Min Deng lowered his head to look at Tang, but he didn't see the surge of people behind him or the ghostly messages on the barrage.

Of course, he didn't notice that his live broadcast was not on the usual food channel.

The picture in the video is surprisingly warm.

A small stove, a hot soup just off the fire.

Not very warm, but enough to feel ironed.

Min Deng has a poor sense of taste, and he can't distinguish most of the flavors as clearly as ordinary people.

But today's bowl of soup reminded him of that night.In the back kitchen of the empty restaurant, Huo Shu smiled at the bowl of hot soup that was handed to him.

Min Deng was stunned for a long time because he suddenly thought of Huo Shu.But the soup that night was really delicious.

The taste of the creamy pumpkin soup is very delicate. After putting down the spoon, Min Deng lowered his head and smiled softly: "...It's delicious too."

Huo Shu's hands on the keyboard paused, and he turned his head to look at the mobile phone that had already indicated the end of the live broadcast.

That voice just now...

He seems to have heard it somewhere.