Contracting canteens in the future

The meal at noon lasted quite a long time, and the people who came here at three o'clock in the afternoon completely dispersed.

When I came, my stomach was empty and I was on guard, and when I left, I had a full stomach and a satisfied smile on my face. The tense atmosphere among strangers has been eased a lot because they have eaten in the same pot.Everyone talked and laughed and dispersed, and before they parted, they said they would meet again in the cafeteria next time.

For the cafeteria, everyone has more expectations.

Looking forward to the smiling boss can make more unique delicacies.

How to do?

Many people turned their heads in disappointment on the way back. What should they do if they feel hungry just after leaving?Not hungry, but mentally empty.

The night is so long, how can I survive it... When will the next day come!

When the people left, the cafeteria suddenly became deserted.

On a summer afternoon, Cicada in the forest let out a lazy call, and Yu Minxiu on the big tree next door rattled regularly with hammers falling, and occasionally Li Er's bluffing sound was caught in the middle.Rong Yi moved a reclining chair and sat in front of the cafeteria, closing his eyes and resting his mind leisurely.

The cafeteria is under the tree, covered by the shade of the big tree. The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and casts scattered light spots on the ground. With the wind, the leaves move lightly, and the light spots change positions.

The breeze was blowing, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and the sound of bees vibrating their wings could be heard.

Rong Yi lay back on the reclining chair, clasped his hands in front of him, his expression was gentle and peaceful, he didn't look like a mature man who was not yet full, but had the tranquility and laziness of an old man.

But as long as he opens his eyes, the calmness, perseverance and perseverance in Wen Run's eyes will never make people think that this person is a hero, and the years are gone.Time gives people not only a changing face, but also a calm, open-minded, wise and flexible temperament.

Rong Yi felt that he could tolerate everything now.

"Ah ah ah ah ah."

Children are as noisy as parrots. Mianmian seems to have a perpetual motion machine installed in his body. As long as he opens his eyes, he will be full of energy. After climbing for a long time, he opens his arms to hug him, but he can't stay in one place after hugging, he needs a "drive" to walk around.

Every face depends on the sky, the flowers, the rooster eating worms, and the hen strolling.

Rong Yi turned over, turned sideways on the recliner and pretended to be dead.

Mianmian made a puzzled voice, "Huh?"

He tilted his head and looked at Dad strangely with his round eyes.

"Ah." Mianmian pointed his little hand in the direction of his father to show Ulysses, as if asking, why didn't Dad get up and play with us.

Ulysses said, "Mianmian, why is your energy so good?"

This is definitely an inquiry from the heart!

It's not easy to take care of a child, his face is not squeamish, but he is lively.He wanted to go for a stroll outside, and looked at him intently with big eyes, weak and innocent, full of longing, could he bear to refuse such a gaze?

Anyway, Ulysses couldn’t do it. He could only take the trouble to hold the child and look at the chickens outside today’s No.30. The chickens were numb...

He didn't understand, and he was talking in a babble, and his voice was about to be higher than that of the cicadas in the forest.

Ulysses, who was holding the child, couldn't help but yawned, "I'm no match for you."

He smiled naively.

Rong Yi in the cafeteria quietly opened his eyes, and sighed silently, taking care of children is more tiring than being a seat for thousands of people.

He secretly felt guilty for Ulysses a little bit in his heart, but when he thought about going to see the chicken every now and then, he got a headache, and he still wanted to be a hands-off dad...

"Boss Rong."

Rong Yi, who adjusted his posture and was about to continue taking a nap, raised his head and looked in front of him, "It's Teacher Chen, I posted it in the announcement, and the cafeteria will not be open for business at night."

"No, no, no." Teacher Chen waved his hand, "I'm not here for dinner."

Rong Yi sat up straight, "Then..."

Teacher Chen sat down on Rong Yi's stump chair. He pushed his glasses, and the mirror reflected the light of scholars' wisdom, "Boss Rong, I noticed today that your nanny robot uses ancient Chinese."

After the stomach was full, the words that had been pushed into the corner popped out one after another, reminding Chen Yuwen that it was possible, with a high probability, that he would meet a fellow lover.

Teacher Chen looked at Rong Yi appreciatively, as expected of someone who has read the "Encyclopedia" thoroughly, his culture is different.

Rong Yi was at a loss, "What?"

"Your nanny robot is the one with black-rimmed eyes on its head. I saw that it uses ancient Chinese. Boss Rong, you also have research on ancient Chinese, right?" Mr. Chen was eagerly looking for someone of the same mind, Losing freedom in Bayland is not terrible, and losing fame is nothing... What he can't stand is that he can't engage in the text research he loves.

He has been studying ancient Chinese with his teacher since he was in college. In his eyes, those complicated and changeable characters are not symbols, but vivid lives. Behind these lives is a huge amount of knowledge, which is the brilliance of the dust. History is the foundation of their Chinese people.

The teacher said that Chen Yuwen was very gifted in learning ancient Chinese, and that in time he would be able to surpass his teacher's achievements.

Sure enough, Chen Yuwen did it, and he became a leading figure in the study of ancient Chinese when he just turned [-], surrounded by applause.Chen Yuwen was not satisfied with this. He continued to study historical materials, collected scattered ancient characters from the people, and interpreted the meanings one by one. In the end, he was able to read through the characters thousands of years ago and interpret the history one after another.

It turns out that in the earth period, China no longer had an imperial system, and the people were the masters of the country.

It turned out that China at that time was called China, with a vast land and abundant resources.

original……

Chen Yuwen, who was full of love for ancient Chinese, couldn't get any response, so he shouted forcefully, "Boss Rong!"

Rong Yi scratched his head in confusion, "Wait a minute, you said my robot speaks ancient Chinese? No, it has always been quite normal. Xiao Yuan, Xiao Yuan."

The track is rubbing against the ground, Xiaoyuan is coming, sir, what do you need?

Rong Yi pointed to this line of text and said to Teacher Chen, "Is there any question?"

Teacher Chen couldn't believe it, "How could it be, it was obviously not like this just now, it was obviously in ancient Chinese, I saw it."

Rong Yi and Xiao Yuan looked at the excited Teacher Chen together, both master and servant were innocent.

Under their gaze, Mr. Chen suddenly lost his excitement and anger. He sat down dejectedly, and his energy was drained from his whole body.

Rong Yi couldn't do anything, so he patted Teacher Chen on the shoulder to show comfort, "Everything will be fine."

"Well, it took me ten years to write "Detailed Explanation of Ancient Chinese", and the collected materials can fill a room. It is my painstaking effort. According to the book, modern people can also read through ancient documents. What's wrong? "

Chen Yuwen looked at it from an academic point of view, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But it is not beautiful based on politics, because the ancient documents interpreted by "Detailed Explanation of Ancient Chinese" are contrary to the existing ones.It's not good for the superiors, so it's clear at a glance who should enter Bayland.

Rong Yi was surprised, "We are really destined."

Teacher Chen,"?"

Rong Yi, "I've read your book, it's well written."

Teacher Chen was excited again, and grabbed Rong Yi's hand suddenly, "Thank you, thank you."

After being recognized, Teacher Chen's lips trembled, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Rong Yi tugged at the corner of his mouth, and it took a lot of effort to pull his hand back. After he was free, he shook it without a trace. Teacher Chen looked at Wen Ruo, and it hurt to shake hands when he got stronger.

Teacher Chen, "Boss Rong, I decided to make friends with you. Although we are not the same way, I will tolerate your vulgarity. If you need help with anything in the future, just ask me. If I can help, I will definitely not refuse. I will go." Yes, come back tomorrow."

Immediately, Chen Yuwen walked away full of confidence and high spirits.

Rong Yi looked at Teacher Chen's back, stroked his chin and sighed, "Sure enough, he's not from the same way, I don't understand what he's thinking."

A line of words silently slid past Xiao Yuan Tiao Frame's eyes, yes, sir, I don't quite understand either.

Look carefully, this line of text is mixed with ancient and modern Chinese, and there is a traditional character hidden, but Rong Yi, who is not at all sensitive to the text, feels as if he is blind, and takes it for granted.

Xiao Yuan wanted to spread his hands and shrug his shoulders, but unfortunately his stiff body couldn't do it.

Rong Yi glanced at the time, "Hey, how time flies so fast, it's already 04:30, I'll make dinner. Yuli, can we have porridge tonight?"

Ulysses hugged the rooster and the hen and said expressionlessly, "Okay." Look carefully, his expression is full of exhaustion and helplessness, watching chickens is so boring!

"Cluck." Before learning the human language, he first learned how to crow and point to the chicken on the ground that he never tires of seeing.

Ulysses said numbly, "Yeah, cock."

With a grin on his face, "giggle."

Ulysses wanted to cry, "Why do you like watching chickens so much?"

Mianmian blinked innocently, "Yeah."

Ulysses, "Your cuteness is really foul, I can't bear to throw you away."

With a smile on his face, he rubbed his head against Ulysses' face.

Ulysses completely compromised in his helpless and irritable mood, "Forget it, forget it, I still have to pick up my child after throwing it away."

Mianmian smiled foolishly, turned to look at the chicken again, "cluck cluck."

The chickens on the ground were even more numb. They were watched by the little Twolegs all day long, and they became desireless, and even wanted to demonstrate the correct way of crowing.

···

Rong Yi still maintains his health. He eats a good breakfast, eats enough at noon, and eats less at night. He has to mutter from time to time, such as when he wants to drink more soup at night.

Today I really want to maintain my health. I drink porridge at night with some pancakes. This is the first time I eat pancakes after I found wheat. Carbon water taste.Simple pancakes can be full of excitement. Put some rice sauce on it and wrap some sauced meat, and it can become a sauced meat pancake, with a perfect balance of carbohydrates and protein.It's a pity that Rong Yi doesn't have sauce, mushroom beef sauce, capers pork sauce, garlic beef sauce...

"It's a pity that there are such strong pancakes." Rong Yi sighed, if there was a green onion, he could still pick it up, just like the friend from the north taught.

Li Erchu ate up and down, "What's the pity?"

He thought it was delicious. The pancakes were filled with spicy fried diced rabbit meat at noon. It was so delicious that he wanted to cry because he was so hot that his eyes watered.

Rong Yi shook his head, "You don't understand, there is still porridge, do you want it?"

Li Erchu was loyal to his heart, "Yes!" He can also eat two more pancakes, and the rice porridge can be cooled to relieve the heat.

"Give me the bowl."

A hand stretched out obliquely appeared in front of Li Erchu. The fingers were slender and strong. Looking up along this beautiful hand, Li Erchu saw Ulysses' calm face. His long hair was braided into a The braids hang down naturally behind her, and some broken hair on the sideburns softened her indifferent expression, making her look a lot closer.

But at first, Li Erchu was so startled that he almost blurted out "I don't want it anymore", but in the end he couldn't resist the cries of gluttons, so he handed the bowl to Ulysses tremblingly with a mournful face, "Thank you for the trouble, thank you very much."

Li Erchu is cowardly and greedy, like Alaska who has torn up his home again, trying to block the broken sofa with his simple and honest body, and eagerly expecting a chicken leg to appear in the rice bowl.

Rong Yi almost spit out a mouthful of porridge, "cough cough."

Ulysses glanced at Rong Yi disapprovingly, "Eat slowly."

"Okay." Before Rong Yi said anything, Li Erchu nodded obediently.

Rong Yi, "..."

Rong Yi couldn't help laughing.

Infected by Rong Yi's laughter, Ulysses curled the corners of his mouth.

Li Er went out to look around, and even Yu Minxiu, who had been silent all this time, laughed. Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, but there was nothing wrong with laughing, "Ha ha."

Everyone laughed louder, the dinner ended in such a relaxed atmosphere, there were no leftovers, and the disc operation was executed very well.

Building a house in the interstellar era is like building blocks, the frame is easy to make, and there is already a rough outline of the house on the tree next to the cafeteria. If done well, they will officially become Rong Yi's neighbors.

Rong Yi went upstairs with Xiao Nian on his shoulders, the soft child was carried by his father under his armpit, his legs were dangling in the air, he was not afraid at all, instead he kicked his legs excitedly, giggling non-stop, he might let his father come A little bit more exciting.

Rong Yi felt strange, "Why do I feel like smiling like a chicken crowing?"

It’s okay not to mention it, but when Ulysses is mentioned, the veins on his forehead are throbbing, “He has to look at the chicken dozens of times a day, and sometimes he struggles to touch it twice, but I don’t let him touch it.”

Rong Yi, "Ah, I don't even know."

Rong Yi reflected, recently he didn't care much about the face-to-face.

He changed his mind, and it was even worse for his son to watch the chicken all the time, "Tomorrow, we will eat meat."

Ulysses agreed, "Yes."

The little rooster and the little hen resting under the tree felt a little cold and clucked uncomfortably.

Eating chicken is a big deal, Rong Yi said with a serious face, "Someone brought chestnuts, and chestnut roasted chicken tomorrow. Or you want to eat something stronger, how about big plate chicken?"

"Big plate chicken?"

"Chicken served on a big plate." Rong Yi explained seriously.

Ulysses, "..."

He felt that Rong Yi was playing with him, and he had evidence.

Rong Yi said intentionally, "Or Chongqing Chicken Pot."

Ulysses glanced at Rong Yi, and if Rong Yi said anything more, he planned to grab Rong Yi's face and kick Rong Yi.

Rong Yi said, "There was a city in China in the earth age called Chongqing, which was a magical 8D city...Of course, the chicken pot has nothing to do with Chongqing, it was made by a person named Chongqing."

Ulysses listened silently to his blind spots in knowledge. He didn't know where Chongqing was, what 8D magic was, and the origin of Chicken Pot and Chongqing, but he could see that Rong Yi had something to confide in at this moment. Desire, sadness and nostalgia are intertwined in Rong Yi's eyes, slowly merging into the precipitation of the years.This made Ulysses flustered for a moment, feeling that Rong Yi, who was close at hand, was as far away as the world.

They all have secrets, tacitly.

But Ulysses discovered that Rong Yi's secret was deeper and more blurred than his...

"Giggle~" The laughter broke the strange atmosphere of the two adults. The little guy's kicking legs suddenly tightened his muscles, and his waving little hands clenched into fists. After a while, Xuanruan's bun face wrinkled. Then relax.

Rong Yi yelled, "Rong Mian Mian, you poop!"

Mian Mian, "Huh?" Dad called him why.

Rong Yi anxiously walked up with the dirty noodles in his arms, "Whoever said that babies don't smell bad, I think people who say that have broken noses. Dirty noodles, you stink now."

Mianmian is old and innocent.

Ulysses, who was one step behind, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself, "Isn't the baby's poop smelly?"

He obviously thought of something, he shook his head again and again, "Where did Rong Yi hear that, this is simply nonsense."