The male ticket is the lighthouse jellyfish [Live]

"Be patient now." The old man continued to carry him on his back.

"It's almost there, I'll come down and go." Du Feng wanted to move around.

"Let's talk at the door." The old man was afraid that if he put him down, Du Feng couldn't help himself and ran to buy junk food.

Eating sneakily behind his back every day, wouldn't he know?

Du Feng has no money. Every time he buys something, he pays with his mobile phone. The amount and who he transfers it to is clear. Basically, it is more than ten yuan, 20 yuan. He doesn't buy expensive things, and he will come back after eating.

In fact, the old man knew in his heart that it wasn't that he was not allowed to eat, but that he didn't want him to eat outside.

It's not clean outside, and it's a bit troublesome to make it yourself. It takes a long time to wait. Du Feng is impatient, and he can't wait, and he doesn't think it's spicy enough.

He likes to eat spicy food, the food is very similar to that of Fatty's family, he doesn't like spicy food, when the grandfather's taste fades away, every time he cooks, it is delicious, but there is no flavor at all, Du Feng has to add seasoning by himself.

The old man controlled him not to let him add more, especially when he was injured, he might not be able to run today, and he would definitely eat bland millet porridge.

Fatty's shop is in the deepest place, the busiest place. Eight o'clock is the time to get off work and school. There are people everywhere, some ordering takeaway and some waiting for dinner.

Fatty's family was overwhelmed and sweated profusely.

The old man put down Du Feng and rolled up his sleeves to help.

Du Feng also went to help. He can open an order in the front, collect money, and it is not a problem to carry the plate with one hand. The grandfather, the fat man and the fat man's father are cooking in the back kitchen. The store is relatively high, and there are two floors. , can hold [-] or [-] tables, and there are also plastic tables like food stalls outside the store, which can be filled every day, and the business is booming.

Some people asked for two boxes of beer at one go, but Du Feng couldn't move it with one hand, so he asked the guests to move it by themselves.

Other errands can still be done. His right hand is injured, and his left hand is inconvenient to write. Although he has contacted him because of practicing double swords, he is not good enough and cannot keep up with the speed of the customer's order. For the sake of speed, Huang San , Loach is written as Niqiu, no matter how simple it is.

As soon as it was delivered to the back kitchen, the fat man was stunned, and so was the fat man's father, and only the grandfather could recognize it, "This is stir-fried yam, squid on iron plate, stewed beef brisket with vermicelli, and sweet and sour pork loin."

The fat man and the fat man's father continued to be stunned, "How did you recognize it?"

Not only did Du Feng write similar characters, but the characters were also very scribbled, and with his left hand writing, the magic of mystery, most people really couldn't recognize them.

The old man chuckled, "I will still know his characters even if they are turned into ashes."

Not only can words be recognized when they are turned into ashes, but also what is in the mind can be recognized when turned into ashes, and even a little bit of style of doing things can be discerned.

I am too familiar with Du Feng, inside and out, up and down, don't touch too thoroughly.

While cooking, the old man watched the fire, and stewed winter melon and trotters soup for Du Feng. There were materials in the kitchen, so he was not polite. After all, he usually helps out and doesn’t ask for wages. He just helps out during peak hours, so he’s idle anyway. It's also idle, and the fat dad will selflessly dedicate his cooking cheats.

In addition, the place where the two of them lived was provided by Fatty's family, and they didn't ask for money, so it's appropriate to help out in exchange for courtesy.

Fatty's mother washes the dishes in the back kitchen, and Du Feng is alone at the front desk. Fortunately, his spiritual sense is not small, and he can see all the guests up and down, and no one will run orders.

Usually because I am busy, I rely on the customer's self-consciousness, or the bowls are piled up very high, and the fat man will wash it with the fat man's father when it is needed.

There are two more people today, so it can be an exception.

In fact, Fatty’s grandparents would also help out, but they are getting older, and now they are not allowed to do it. His cousin can also help a little when he comes back from school. Although he is very busy, it is very fulfilling, and he is only busy for a while during the peak period. It will be fine in a while.

"Add a golden steamed bun to table 18." Du Feng shouted to the back kitchen.

He didn't add it to the list either, because he has a strong memory, so he remembered this stuff right away.

If a troublesome guest makes trouble, you don’t even need to look at it, and report it directly.

After all, he is a monk, and his physical fitness cannot be compared with that of ordinary people. For example, if he was hit by a bus, ordinary people would have hiccupped farts. Later, there were a bunch of small cars, which were useless even if they were not dead. Du Feng was just an arm Injury, the gap between them goes without saying.

Food is the most important thing for the people, one meal can feed all kinds of people, some people find it delicious, some people find it unpalatable, some eat honestly, and some deliberately make trouble.

Businessmen pay attention to making money with harmony, and usually they will give him a free bill or something when they meet, and then the group of gangsters will call other people to continue.

Du Feng used to come over to help often. There was a group of people, he still remembered, "Hey, isn't this Brother Long? Did Brother Long forget to pay?"

Relying on having a few friends, this Brother Long came here every day to eat and drink for free. When he was in a good mood, he would give some money to protect his capital, and if he was in a bad mood, he would not give it. He really regarded himself as a green onion.

"Let's hang up first, and give it together tomorrow." Brother Long is a sturdy man in his 30s and [-]s.

"Then let's eat tomorrow's meal together today." Du Feng smiled.

He has hated this person for a long time. When he used to be incapable, he would go up and fight twice, and he would be punished at worst. Now that he is capable, he is too sorry for himself if he doesn't punish him.

Brother Long was furious all of a sudden, "Your skin is itchy again!"

He has a bad temper and is about to beat Du Feng when he comes up.

When Du Feng stepped on it, the long bench next to the table turned around, lay across in front of Brother Long, and hit his knee.

With a bang, Brother Long fell forward.

Du Feng hurriedly stepped aside, "Oh, why did Brother Long fall down?"

There was too much movement here, which attracted many guests to watch. Du Feng joked, "Brother Long is performing dog gnawing for everyone, are you happy?"

There was a burst of laughter all around, that Brother Long became furious, he got up and kicked Du Feng, the angle was chosen sinisterly, picking out the indescribable places.

"Oh, it's said that the mighty and domineering Long Ge is like a woman, and kicks at her little dick?" Du Feng took a step away, and stepped on the stool again, and the long-legged bench hit Long Ge's chin with a bang.

He took advantage of the momentum and kicked over, and Brother Long's entire portrait was thrown backwards.

"What kind of trick did Brother Long learn? Demons dancing wildly?" Du Feng took advantage of the victory to pursue and stomped on Brother Long's face.

It's a pity that Brother Long is not an idiot, so he blocked it with his elbow, and Du Feng could only step on his elbow.

When the grandfather arrived, he could vaguely hear Du Feng muttering in a low voice, "I trample you to death, you trample to death!"

Grandpa: "..."

Du Feng felt guilty when he saw the old man, so he quickly let go, "He was the one who picked things up first."

He was like a brat who made a mistake, he confessed to the other party first.

"Obviously..."

"He doesn't give money." Du Feng hurriedly interrupted him.

"Yes……"

"He still wants to hit me." Du Feng hurriedly interrupted again.

"you……"

"He even scolded me." Du Feng continued to interrupt.

"Day!" Brother Long cursed angrily, spitting out a mouthful of blood, "Just wait for me!"

Seeing that he was about to slip away, Du Feng picked up the wine glass and threw it over, just hitting Brother Long on the head.

"You want to leave without paying, what do you think of this place?" There is a small computer in his pocket, which is held in one hand, and it snaps when it is pressed with the other.

"Today's meal fee is 134 yuan, and drinks are 77 yuan. The total is 211. You can count 210 if it is cheaper." Du Feng threw it to Brother Long, "Brother Long is really lucky, he can eat so well by himself."

Brother Long casually took out 100 yuan, "It's only [-] yuan, do you want it or not?"

Du Feng picked up the hundred and said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, Brother Long still has friends, so call them over and ask them one by one. If one friend doesn't exist, he will hit him once. If two friends don't, he will hit him twice. As far as the bad pen is concerned.”

Fatty and Fatty's parents also rushed over. One was holding a pot, one was holding a plate, and the other was holding a fire shovel. They seemed to be ready to fight, "What happened?"

"It's nothing." Du Feng explained with a smile, "I caught a grasshopper that wanted to eat the overlord's meal. I wondered whether it was roasted or fried."

He patted Brother Long on the face, and patiently communicated, "Go back and make up for the Overlord's meal that you have eaten in the past few years, otherwise I will run to harass you in the middle of the night every day."

Anyway, the little ghost is also idle, so it shouldn't matter if he asks him to stay for a few days.

Brother Long rolled his eyes, pushed him away and ran out, disappeared into the crowd.

He happened to push Du Feng's injured arm, and he gasped because of the pain, "Fuck, it hurts me to death."

The old man saw it and ignored him, "I told you to pretend, you deserve it."

Du Feng laughed and followed the old man, "I was bullied badly by him before, but now I'm awesome, of course I have to repay him well."

Du Feng is a villain, small-minded, he will take revenge if he has a grudge, even if he doesn't report it now, he will keep it in his heart and report it later.

He raised his hand and waved everyone away, "It's okay, it's okay, everyone leave."

He felt that he was so handsome just now, and several female customers in the store stared at him intently.

Du Fengte sat at the recycling counter contentedly, the grandfather also went to the back kitchen, the fat man and his parents also followed, as for the fat man's wife, she slept upstairs, the fat man didn't want to tire her, and never let her down to work live.

The shop resumed normal operation again, those who cook vegetables, those who collect money collect money, and the kid was sent by Du Feng to follow that Brother Long, lest he have any conspiracy, such as making money or calling someone to make trouble.

With the kid's current cultivation base, dealing with a mob is not a problem.

He was relieved to serve the dishes and collect the vegetables. It didn't take long for the pig's trotter soup stewed by his grandpa to be ready. It continued the grandpa's usual style, and it was bland but tender.

While the old man didn't see, Du Feng added a little chili oil. After drinking it, he felt bad. He went in and out to go to the toilet and ran five or six times before stopping.

Can't help anymore, lying on the bed limp into a ball, "Tell me honestly, what did you do?"

The old man sat by the bed, calmly applied hand cream to him, "I added a little special material, as long as you put chili peppers, you will have diarrhea, if you don't put it, it will be fine."

Du Feng: "..."

All the means were used to prevent him from eating chili.

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"You are too ruthless, I dragged it for a long time." (⁠"⁄)

"You deserve it, who told you to be disobedient." The grandfather changed his hand for him, "Knowing that you can't eat chili peppers while you're injured."

Du Feng also had an excuse, "Everyone else eats it, but I don't eat it, so it looks like I'm easy to do."

Fatty's whole family eats very spicy food, but he has to cook a small stove alone, can he have any objections?To say he is hypocritical is an understatement.

"Huh?" The old man thought about it seriously, "When will you not do it?"

Du Feng: "..."

"If you can't do it, you want to provoke someone, if you can't eat it, you want to eat it. Is your chrysanthemum not a chrysanthemum?" The old man sternly said, "Made of steel?"

Du Feng: "..."

This is embarrassing, and we talked about indescribable places when we disagreed.

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