Human food sex

It is not clear what the "decision" specifically stipulated, but it is only known that since then, the Gulf has become full of vigor and vitality, as if swallowing vitamin B.

He went to 1701 for dinner as usual in the morning and evening, but he came earlier and left later than before, but instead of talking about love, he held the computer and asked for advice on late return.

Sometimes he would discuss with the guests of the restaurant, from dining habits, to taste preferences, to dressing and dressing, as far as possible.

Haiwan goes out every morning, gets off work at noon to go to the vegetable market, and returns here late at night, staying here until nearly ten o'clock.No real progress has taken place between the two.

From the perspective of Chigui, this page has already been turned; from the perspective of the Gulf, it is not yet time to turn this page.

When he studied "To the Oak Tree" when he was young, he had forgotten most of the words in the text, but he still remembered one sentence:

"I must be a kapok next to you, standing with you as the image of a tree."

Chigui is a towering tree with deep roots and towering into the sky, and even though he is a seedling struggling in the ditch, he is willing to break out of the ground and be the kapok beside him, even if it falls into mud and dust, he is still there. No hesitation.

When he is busy with such beliefs, he feels that the world around him is vaster and his life is more fulfilling.

Recently, the business of the restaurant has been surprisingly good, but Chigui has gradually reduced the arrangement of cooking, and only let the three chefs do the work.

He still has no time to spare himself, he can often see Jennifer coming to him, and he can often see him lying at his desk late at night until dawn after sending him off to the bay every night.

For some reason, Haiwan vaguely felt that he was preparing something, and he couldn't tell the details, but this reversal of work and rest was a bit strange.

In addition to the restaurant, Haiwan is also busy with the work of the studio, and the results are gratifying.His cheongsam, kimono, and the bathroom photoshoot he took last time all received a good response from the market.

If nothing else, this time his ranking can jump up, surpassing the current laurels.In this way, not only the dividends are increased, but Fang Nan, who is famous for his large scale of acceptance, can also be surpassed, which is quite elated.

Since Fang Nan was beaten last time, she has never had any contact with Haiwan.As if in tacit agreement, their working hours just staggered.

The only time Haiwan saw him at the studio's quarterly seminar was that the latter's face was still bruised, but he looked as if nothing had happened, silent and quiet without any flaws, and smiled gently and kindly.

Fortunately, there were many people present, and Yan Ming seemed to be prepared. Whenever the topic fell on one of them, he would change his words in a few words, so as not to embarrass anyone.

Haiwan was both grateful and fortunate, and said with a smile that he would invite him to dinner with Lu Yuanzhou and Lin Cheng when the dividends were paid out.

Yanming readily agreed.

It was already the end of August, and the assessment was just around the corner. Haiwan was as busy as he was on a hot wheel, holding books when he came in and out, and he almost knew the employee handbook by heart.

However, the efforts of others in the restaurant are not inferior to him. Lying in bed at night, he often finds himself funny during the day, and the world is even more fantastic and mysterious.

The job of a waiter in a restaurant requires a group of high-level elites to fight for it without sleep or food.

He didn't even dare to think about it before. Anyone who heard that someone was a college student would be impressed, let alone someone who graduated from a prestigious school and then went overseas to get a layer of gold plating.

Now they are on the same runway as him.

It's rare to be free today after returning late. I explained the etiquette norms and food culture at home to Haiwan who happened to have no work arrangements for an afternoon.

Before that, Haiwan had always thought that he was a businessman who could cook, but this definition was so broad that his professional attributes were hazy and vague in Haiwan's mind.

Today, he quotes extensively from other sources, eloquently talking about a lot of knowledge and viewpoints that Haiwan doesn’t even know about, or even heard. It not only makes people admire his profound knowledge, but also makes people feel that he is unfathomable, and there are countless aspects waiting to be discovered.

Chi Gui's expression didn't change, he was still indifferent, but when he raised his eyes, when he lowered his eyebrows, he swayed his fingers and swayed his arms slightly, every small movement fell into Haiwan's eyes.

He is so close, and he is so far away, he can touch, but he is hard to reach.

Haiwan instantly remembered that night, the sea breeze brushed his forehead hair, the night embraced his tiredness, the ashes from the burning cigar fell outside the window, and the green smoke curled up and overflowed from between his lips.

His compelling sexiness is like a shot of morphine, piercing directly into the bottom of Haiwan's heart.

At this moment, he is different.

Chi Gui was wearing a fine black shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to reveal a powerful forearm.Unlike Haiwan, he is not as white as snow, but more honey-colored.

His index finger would unconsciously tap on the sofa, and every time he tapped, his muscles and bones would vibrate, even without his being aware of it.

Haiwan tried his best to concentrate on himself, but he still couldn't help but describe his confident, elegant, and calm expression at the moment, as if he knew everything.

Chi Gui was extremely dissatisfied with his distraction: "What's the matter, how many times have you lost your mind in one afternoon?"

No matter how mature and rational a person is, he cannot escape the weakness of human nature. After all, he also needs the satisfaction of being listened to and admired.

Haiwan said awkwardly: "You know so much, but I don't. Of course I can't keep up."

"Actually, you don't need to understand too much." Chi Gui looked at the window from a distance, the curtain was forcibly pulled back by the bay, and now there is a vast sea and a red sun.

He sighed, looked away, and asked, "What is the best dish, and what is the standard?"

Haiwan has already memorized it by heart, and he said it with open mouth: "Michelin three stars require chefs to have superb cooking skills, rich cooking experience, superior cooking tools, and innovative spirit."

"This is a rigid rule in the book, but cooking should not be like this."

Chi Gui sat up, leaned forward to look at him and said, "Cooking is a very private and very human thing."

"It is undeniable that according to this set of standards, excellent dishes can indeed be made, but it is stylized and devoid of human emotion, so it is definitely not the best dish."

"The book you read says that Japan likes to use the word 'Tao' for everything, even when making a bowl of noodles. So what exactly does 'Tao' refer to?"

"Is it absolutely superb cooking skills?"

Haiwan shook his head in a daze: "No...it's not."

"Of course not, this 'Tao' is actually a spirit, a state." Chi Gui continued, "If you make a bowl of noodles, concentrate on this bowl of noodles, and reach this state, the bowl of noodles will be different. "

"There is nothing profound about it. To put it bluntly, it is the craftsman spirit that has been said to be vulgar."

"But have you ever thought about why you really have this 'Tao' and make something different?"

Of course, Haiwan didn't think about it. In fact, what he said lately now is a math problem for him. He clearly knows the words, but he just can't understand them.

Chi Gui patiently explained: "Because he devotes himself to cooking, he naturally thinks about what the diners think and worries about what the diners worry about. In the final analysis, what is the best dish?"

"It's not the dishes that are strictly controlled by the so-called standards, but the ones that diners like are the best."

"For example, you like spicy food. For this meal, I made you A5 wagyu beef and a black gold abalone."

"You'll love the taste, there's no doubt about it, but you'll always think it could have been spicier."

"It is true that even if the taste is not right, it can make people satisfied. This is considered a superb culinary skill, but he is not as good as the taste after all."

Haiwan nodded blankly and said, "Yeah, you... you're quite right."

"So there's another question?" Chi Gui hoped that he could have his own opinion, "What is the best cooking skill?"

Haiwan immediately replied: "It is to make dishes that suit the appetite of the guests!"

"You're still a ghost, and you can infer other things from one instance." Chi Gui smiled, "But you only care about ingenuity, but it's not right for my topic."

"I can cook what you like, so naturally others can. If your taste and discernment are average, who will judge the level between us?"

"The so-called ingenuity is like clumsiness, and the sharp edge is invisible. When people who don't know how to cook say delicious food, they will think of all kinds of precious ingredients."

"But the reason why those things are expensive is that they have excellent taste. Even if they are cooked improperly, at most there will be differences in taste that are not clear to the layman, but they are generally passable-if they are not picky and strive for perfection."

"The real superb culinary skills are not how well a bluefin tuna can be cooked, but the ability to breed magic in the ordinary. Ordinary vegetables, making extraordinary delicacy, is the skill."

Convinced, Haiwan nodded heavily, rushed forward and hugged his arm, rubbed his cheek affectionately on it, and praised with a smile: "You are so powerful and invisible, you can still cook delicious food with the rotten vegetables I bought !"

Since they kissed for the second time that night, Haiwan has been like this now, eliminating the minimum distance of respect in social relations with him, holding his hand, patting his shoulder, doing whatever he wants, without scruples, and becoming more and more courageous.

Chigui was uncomfortable at first, but gradually got used to it.

Haiwan put the book on his face, raised his head and tried to maintain balance, and asked mischievously: "Do you think I can pass tomorrow? What if I can't pass? Will you still care about me? Will you be disappointed?" ?”

"Don't think too much." Chi Gui snatched away the book he had flipped through, "People's long-sightedness should be used to set goals, while short-sightedness should be used to complete the task at hand. Only in this way can we be indifferent error."

"Even if you don't pass the exam, it's something you should worry about after the assessment. Let the future worry about the future. Do the present thing well now, and then the future will be fine."

Haiwan rubbed his nose, and said: "I'm dizzy about the future and the present. Why do you teach me so much, you can't tell me directly, what will happen if I don't pass you?"

"Didn't you say you would definitely pass?" Chi Gui looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Why, do you think Haikou boasted too early?"

"No." Haiwan drooped his head, his hair limply hanging over his eyes, "I just... want to know if you would like to work with me."

Chi Gui patted him to reassure him, and said in a gentle voice, "It's really stupid. If I don't want to, why should I let you go to the restaurant to be an eyesore?"

"Ah, you admitted it!" Haiwan raised his head in surprise, "You admitted that you asked me to go to your restaurant because you wanted to see me?"

"You think too much."

Facts have proved that the Gulf did think too much.

The next day he didn't go with Chi Gui, instead he took the subway to the restaurant early.Except for him and Qin Chuan, the fourteen people had already sat upright, waiting for the assessment to begin.

It was the first time for Haiwan to see these fourteen senior waiters gathered together. Everyone was as indifferent as he imagined, unsmiling and not talking to each other.

Chen Yanhui also came early today, and he ordered the people in the administrative office to hand out the written test questions and finish the answers within four to ten minutes.

These topics are not difficult. Haiwan is familiar with the books, and reading from front to back, none of them can stump him.

When I was in school, I also had the current scene, but the final result was not satisfactory, because the topic was not difficult for him, but the details defeated him.

Carelessness is always fatal to students.

Haiwan was afraid that the old incident would repeat itself, so he checked it several times with his eyes wide open before handing in the paper.

Then there are tests of manners, memory, temporary resilience, and understanding of catering culture.

Unsurprisingly, the chief examiner returned late, and beside him were the restaurant's administrative staff and three chefs.

The demeanor is not bad, because of the photo shoot, Haiwan often practice.For this assessment, he stood against the wall for half an hour every day before going to bed.

As for memory, Haiwan thinks it is not bad. Although he is not a very smart walnut brain, his memory has always been very good.

Several chefs asked some of the guests who had visited the restaurant about their hobbies, and he answered them one by one, and he could tell from their expressions that they were satisfied.

Xu He lined up behind him, Haiwan listened carefully to his answer, and found that he not only knew the dining habits of the guests, but also a little bit about their privacy.

The chatty chef was grinning from ear to ear, Chi Gui maintained his usual indifference, and asked indifferently, "How do you know that one of the two birthday guests who came last time had a mother who just passed away?"

Xu He didn't panic, put his hands in front of him, and said slowly: "Because when they first came, they talked about the past, and said that the guest's mother strongly opposed them being together."

"However, when they came for the second time, they had already put rings on their ring fingers, so their barrier disappeared."

"It's almost impossible to change someone, let alone in such a short period of time, so I'm guessing something else happened to make that barrier go away."

"And the guest whose mother passed away, when celebrating his lover's birthday, was very happy and sad."

"Also, when I was clearing the table later, I heard him say that his father is currently in a bad condition. There was a funeral at home, and he was not in the mood to attend a birthday party hosted by a friend."

"Based on the above points, I made a judgment."

"You are very careful." Chi Gui only said this.

Haiwan walked back to his seat silently, and the fear of Xu He in his heart deepened a bit, even though he was reluctant, he had to give in.

That day, he was asked to go back early and late, and when asked about it later, he said it was because he was in a bad mood and wanted him to rest.

His thoughtfulness just gave Xu He a chance.In other words, for a person like Xu He, there is no need for others to reserve it for him at all. He can seize opportunities all the time.

Bay, on the contrary, is pitifully stupid.

Listening to Xu He's fluent responses, explaining all the details of each guest from head to toe clearly, and then thinking about his complacency just now, it is really ridiculous.

Now it seems that the notes he took secretly in the dressing room are probably the detailed information of the guests.

Talent is not as good as people, skills are not as good as people, and even hard work is not as good as people.

Bay has never loathed itself so much as it does now.

Everyone tested their on-the-spot resilience together. Five tables were simulated in the restaurant, each with a different situation.

There was chaos in the room, forks were dropped for a while, red wine was spilled for a while, there were foreign objects in the dishes, and the guests were difficult to deal with.

Even though everyone had been prepared for a long time, they were caught off guard, and their panic was evident.

Haiwan had just appeased the picky table number one guest, and went to pour wine for the impatient table number two table guest. When he was in a hurry, Xu He suddenly bumped past him, and the champagne bottle slipped from between his white gloves, "click" fell to the ground.

The climax of this exam, a broken champagne.

The air in the restaurant was suffocated, everyone was stunned, and countless eyes looked at him at the same time.

Xu He crossed the bay as if nothing happened, walked to the opposite table, and explained today's dishes to the guests in a gentle and gentle manner.

Haiwan now wished he could pick up the remaining half of a bottle of champagne and drop a bottle on his head.The reality is that he can only pick up the broken glass, apologize with a smile, and replace the guest with a new bottle of wine.

From the corner of the eye, I could see the unfriendly faces of the examiners, but everyone remained silent.Haiwan's heart beats like a drum, every time it is champagne, he is really born to be against champagne.

It was so easy to get to the last link, Xu wanted to avoid suspicion, and it was the personable and talkative chef who asked Haiwan.

Although Chi Gui was not present, his words and thoughts were all put into Haiwan's mind.He responded to the remarks made yesterday afternoon, and sure enough, he received a series of compliments from the examiner.

The results of the assessment came out in the evening, and he went to Haiwan for a drink at noon, so he was determined to confess his love to Chigui.Everything is ready, the only thing I owe is Lu Yuanzhou, a dog-headed military adviser.

According to what he meant, he wanted to make Haiwan dress up brilliantly, and then hold a small cake baked by him himself—in fact, it was custom-made by Lu Yuanzhou in the cake shop—and hold a bouquet of pretentious and ridiculous flowers, and invite him to Fireworks on the beach.

No matter how extravagant he is, such an exaggerated plan, the Gulf will eventually accept incompetence.

He reluctantly changed into the outfit specially prepared by Lu Yuanzhou—a shirt and jeans that were no different from what he usually wears but more than ten times more expensive—he baked a mini cake that was so ugly that it was almost unsightly, and brought Lu Yuanzhou with him. It is easy to convince him to bring the Roseonly red rose, and come home late to confess his love.

Lin Cheng was transferred by Lu Yuanzhou to be the driver, he took Haiwan downstairs and said, "Come on." He turned the car around and left.

Haiwan looked at himself from the reflection of the tempered glass. He had a beautiful face, a tall and straight figure, luxurious attire, romantic roses, and sweet cakes. Everything was just right.

Get rid of his restless heart.

Afraid of ruining the cake's shape, Haiwan hooked the cake string with the little finger of his left hand holding the flower, and pressed the doorbell with his right hand.

Silent, silent.

He knocked on the door again, and there was a sound of footsteps inside.

Chi Gui pushed open the door, only to see Haiwan jumping up in a funny way, and stuffed a bouquet of roses into his hand without any explanation.

"Don't talk." Haiwan preempted, his voice fluttering with nervousness, "Let me speak first, and then you can speak after I finish, otherwise I won't dare to speak."

He held the cake, clenched his fists, and said in one breath: "I like you, uh... finally said it. I like you - say it again... I have liked you for a long time."

"I don't know when it started. The first time I saw you, I couldn't forget it, but I didn't understand it at that time, and I hated you very much. Later, I found out, hated, hated, you are lingering in my heart .”

"I can't look at you, I can't listen to you, I can't be alone, I can't even breathe. Because I think about you all the time, I can't help looking at you, and I can't help listening to you. Stay in a trance, even thinking of you can't help but be in a trance."

"I know, I know I'm poor, I'm not underestimating myself, anyone will be poor compared to you. You are so good, you are a good person, you have good ability, you look good, you are good at everything, and I am not good at almost everything. "

"But I don't care about these. I like you not for anything else, not for your attachments. I just like you and you. Even if you are not like this, as long as you are late, I will like you."

"I also know that the gap between us is too big, but I will work hard, please believe me. I will become a kapok, stand by your side, stand side by side with you, and hold hands... how to put it! All in all it's..."

He was sweating profusely: "I like you, and you like me too, okay?"

Bay looked into his eyes, quietly waiting for his answer.

Time passed by every minute, and the draft whizzed by, taking away with it the cooling enthusiasm of the bay.

Chi Gui stared at him for a while, handed him an envelope, and said, "You failed the examination."