after scraping a customer's car

After about a cigarette, Shen Ci appeared in Song Yan's sight with some dishes.

Song Yan hurriedly limped forward, helped him carry a bag, and said, "It's really fast."

Shen Ci looked at him and asked, "Did you just get off work?"

"Just got off work." Song Yan said.

"It's hard work," Shen Ci said while walking with him, it was strange, the two seemed to be old friends who had known each other for a long time, talking naturally, he asked, "You don't do express delivery anymore, do you?"

"Yes, I have returned to my original place of work as a cook." Song Yan said.

The two entered the elevator together, staring at the changing numbers, Song Yan suddenly became curious, "Why did you buy the highest floor?"

Shen Ci said: "Because in a city with high-rise buildings, only the highest floor can see the rising sun and setting sun every day."

Song Yan understood what he said, and said with a smile, "I also like to watch the sunrise and sunset."

"Really?" Shen Ci blurted out, "How about watching the sunrise together in the future?"

Both Song Yan and him were taken aback for a moment, Shen Ci realized that his words were a bit abrupt, Song Yan was in a daze with joy, he nodded hurriedly, "Okay, it's an honor."

A smile appeared on the corner of Shen Ci's mouth, the elevator arrived, and the two of them got out of the elevator one after the other.

After entering the house, Shen Ci changed into slippers, took a new pair from the closet and put them at Song Yan's feet.

Song Yan's legs and feet were inconvenient, so he sat down and changed his shoes. He also checked the socks to make sure they were not dirty, so he put on the new pair of slippers without worry.

Shen Ci glanced at him and felt guilty. This man's legs are inconvenient, so he shouldn't let him change his shoes.

Song Yan didn't care at all, and was even very happy. He walked towards the kitchen with the dishes, and said, "Let me see what you bought."

Shen Ci followed him into the kitchen, "I bought a lot."

Song Yan took a brief look and couldn't help laughing, "Did you buy all the vegetables in the supermarket?"

Shen Ci nodded, "Almost."

Song Yan looked up at him, smiled wider, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Shen Cipa took a look at the plastic bag, "Whatever," he added, "I want to learn how to cook from you."

"I'll make a few dishes first, and you can try them. If you like them, I'll teach you." Song Yan asked, "Do you think it's okay?"

Shen Ci pursed his lips slightly, then nodded obediently, "Okay." He touched his stomach, "I'm so hungry now that I can eat a cow."

Song Yan quickly took out the raw materials for the dishes, "Be patient." He started to pick and wash the vegetables with all his hands and feet.

Shen Ci stood there at a loss, "Do you want me to help?"

"No, you go outside and wait." Song Yan took out the pork belly to wash.

Shen Ci stood there in a daze, looking at Song Yan who was so agile, he thought, it seems that he really doesn't need help.

"Then I'll go out and make you a cup of tea," he said.

Song Yan smiled at him, "Okay, I really like to drink tea when I cook."

Shen Ci seemed to have found something out of hand, "I'll eat the dishes you cook, and you taste the tea I made."

Shen resigned from the kitchen, took out the tea set and tea leaves, and began to boil water and make tea seriously.

As soon as the tea was brewed, a scent wafted from the kitchen, and Shen Ci subconsciously licked his lips.

Walking to the kitchen with a cup of tea, Song Yan was making pork belly in the pot, and he asked, "Is this braised pork?"

Song Yan turned to look at him, "Yes, are you in a hurry?"

"No hurry." Shen Ci put down the brewed tea, without any intention of leaving.

Song Yan was busy with his work, but being watched by Shen Chenci, he was a little nervous. When cutting the pineapple, he almost cut his hand.

"Slow down!" Shen Ci was startled, and stepped forward, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, my hands slipped," Song Yan was flustered for a while, feeling a little annoyed that he was worthless.

Seeing his flustered look, Shen Ci didn't know what to say, so he smiled slightly, "Then I'll go out and wait, remember to drink tea."

As soon as he left, Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, continued to cut the pineapple, took out the prawns and began to clean the prawns.

Shen Ci sat on the sofa and turned his head to look at the kitchen. Looking at Song Yan's busy figure in the kitchen, he raised his arms on the back of the sofa chair, supported his chin, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth into a very subtle smile. .

Song Yan fished out the copied pork belly and put it aside, and began to cut the prawns. After all the vegetables were cut, he searched for a long time but couldn't find rock sugar, so he took white sugar instead.

Shen Ci drank half a cup of tea, then stopped, he turned on the TV, touched his empty stomach, when the smell came out from the kitchen again, he couldn't wait.

The first dish came out of the pan, oyster sauce, mushrooms and rapeseed, and Song Yan brought it to the table, "It's ready."

Shen Ci immediately turned off the computer, walked quickly to the dining table, looked over expectantly, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, he had eaten a lot of delicious food, and now this simple home-cooked dish entered his mouth, making Shen Ci Ci couldn't help being curious, "How long have you been a chef?"

"I learned to cook, and I started cooking at the age of 20, until now." Song Yan scratched his head, "Is the taste... all right?"

"It's very delicious." Shen Ci ate another shiitake mushroom, "I can't wait to try the next dish."

"It will be ready soon." Song Yan happily turned back to the kitchen and continued to work.

After a while, pineapple eggplant, fried shrimp with pineapple, fried pork, stewed tofu and braised pork were served one by one, and finally Song Yan also served the porridge.

Shen Ci gave Song Yan a bowl to serve porridge, and Song Yan hurriedly said, "I serve it myself."

"Sit down, you have been busy for so long, I should serve you porridge." Shen Ci said as a matter of course.

Song Yan pursed his lips in flattery, sat there and took the porridge bowl with both hands, "Thank you."

Shen Ci looked at his silly and silly look, couldn't hold back a smile for a moment, he looked at the six dishes and one soup on the table, and then looked at the time, "It's the first time I eat so much at such a late hour. "

Song Yan was slightly embarrassed, "Then... pick up something to eat."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Shen Ci's mouth, "I'm starving, so I must eat more."

Song Yan was teased by his teasing tone and showed a big smile, and his tone became cheerful and relaxed, "Okay, then you can eat more."

Shen Ci picked up a piece of pork belly, ate a mouthful of eggplant, and stuffed another piece of tofu, his mouth was full. Seeing him eating so happily, Song Yan felt very satisfied, and the smile on his face couldn't fade.

Shen Ci just sat there and buried himself in the food. When he was half full, he asked, "Which restaurant do you work as a cook?"

After Song Yan said his name, Shen Ci raised his eyebrows and looked up at him, "How is it? Are you tired?"

"It's okay," Song Yan took a sip of the porridge, "It's divided into low and high seasons, and I'm really tired when it's busy."

"If you cook like this for a day, can your legs bear it?" Shen Ci asked again.

"It's okay." Song Yan said as he picked up a piece of braised pork. He originally wanted to give it to Shen Ci, but he gave up halfway with his arm stretched out, put it back in his mouth, and said, "Even if you're tired, just sleep."

Shen Ci didn't say any more, and continued to eat quietly.

The meal was very pleasant, and it was almost twelve o'clock when I cleaned up.

"I'll drive you back." Shen Ci picked up his coat.

Song Yan waved his hand, "No, I have an electric car."

Shen Ci didn't insist anymore, and sent Song Yan downstairs, watching him limping, and watching him struggle to get on the electric car, Shen Ci felt mixed feelings for a while.

When Song Yan got home, he didn't expect his sister to be awake. Song Lu asked him, but he faltered for a while, and had to tell the truth when the words came to his lips.

Song Lu looked at him suspiciously, "Brother, when you see a friend, you see a friend. Why are you as if you are seeing a lover? Why are you shy?"

Song Yan, "..."

Song Lu smiled, "I really hope that brother, you are going to meet your lover."

Song Yan glanced at her speechlessly, "Hurry up and go to bed." After he finished speaking, he went to the bathroom.

Song Lu stretched and went into the bedroom to sleep.

Two days later, Song Yan was cooking, and the manager Cai Jinglong called him over.

Entering the manager's office, Cai Jinglong greeted him with a smile and poured him a cup of hot tea.

Song Yan didn't quite understand what was going on, and asked, "Manager, what's the matter?"

Cai Jinglong laughed and said, "You sit down first, let's talk slowly."

Song Yan muttered to himself, sat down hesitantly, and waited to see what tricks he played.

Cai Jinglong asked: "You cook for a day, can your faulty leg take it?"

Song Yan said perfunctorily, "I can bear it."

Cai Jinglong smiled, and glanced at Song Yan's leg, "I know, it must be a little more difficult than normal people, so, the general manager said that you will be promoted to head chef, so that you can usually cook a few of your signature dishes."

Song Yan looked at him in disbelief.

Cai Jinglong said again: "Song Yan, you can do it, when did you meet someone with status?"

Song Yan was confused, and with some embarrassment, said vaguely: "I... I still have to thank the manager for taking care of me."

"I don't dare to take this seriously, I'm afraid you will take care of me more in the future." Cai Jinglong said with a smile, "It's a good thing that the accident only hurt your leg, not your handsome face."

Song Yan didn't respond, he stood up, "Is there anything else the manager needs to do? If not, I'll go back and cook." He left after speaking.

Song Yan couldn't figure out what was going on all afternoon. He didn't know anyone with status. Suddenly, Shen Ci appeared in his mind, but then he thought again, Shen Ci probably didn't know the hotel leader.

Song Yan couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore. As soon as the news that he became the head chef was announced, the whole back kitchen was boiling.

Zhang Aimin and a few people who had a good relationship with him on weekdays came over, and Song Yan was dizzy with what you said.

When he got off work, Zhang Aimin looked at Song Yan from head to toe, and exaggeratedly said, "Song Yan! How can I say it, good people are rewarded with good rewards. With your skills, you can be an executive chef without any problem."

The corners of Song Yan's mouth twitched slightly, he smiled, changed into his chef uniform, locked his cabinet, and prepared to go home.

Mr. Shen didn't pursue the matter of Shen Ci's sexual orientation any more. He lost a son and didn't want to lose another grandson, so he chose to turn a blind eye and let Shen Ci return to the company to continue working.

After returning to work, Shen Ci's mental state is much better than before. After all, he doesn't think wildly at work. After work, he is tired all day and doesn't have the energy to think about things that disturb his mood.

Working overtime today, Shen Ci tugged on his tie, sat at his desk and waited for futures night trading.

He asked his assistant Xiao Zhao to make him a cup of hot coffee. Xiao Zhao handled things very quickly, and a cup of hot coffee was handed to Shen Ci in more than two minutes.

"By the way, have you finished what I told you?" Shen Ci asked.

Xiao Zhao said, "Boss Shen, it's already done."

"That's good." Shen Ci nodded in satisfaction.