I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

The barbecue restaurant that Guan Ling took Liang Ze to had a sense of the times, it was called Brothers BBQ.

Liang Ze followed behind him, couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder, and pointed to the signboard on the porch, "Would it be the two old men who opened it?"

Guan Ling smiled and said nothing, but raised his chin to signal to follow him.

The barbecue shop is near the end of the street, and there are no long queues of people on the street, but the doors on both sides of the shop are wide open. Looking in from the door, the inside is brightly lit, and occasionally you can hear the noise in the house from the porch vocals.

Liang Ze followed Guan Ling into the shop. The room wasn't very big. At first glance, there were seven or eight tables, and four or five tables were already occupied. Ze frowned subconsciously, just in time to see a young man with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth coming out from behind the curtain in the kitchen holding a plate of cooked meat.

Still smoking a cigarette while serving food?The Sichuan character on Liang Ze's eyebrows tightened two points, which is really unhygienic.

Seeing guests, the man bit his cigarette and nodded at them. He probably regarded them as students here. He pointed to the empty table over there and said, "There is a menu on the table. Call me after you choose what to eat." If you want to sit outside, there is a folding table at the door, so set it up yourself."

The Sichuan character on Liang Ze's brow deepened almost imperceptibly, and his service attitude was really bad.

Guan Ling nodded, picked up the list from the empty table and glanced at it familiarly, then touched a pen on the table where someone was already sitting next to him, turned to ask Liang Ze, "Would you like to sit inside or outside?"

Liang Ze didn't want to sit anywhere, he wanted to go home immediately.

But he held back, and said something irrelevant, "Do you often come here to eat?"

Guan Ling took a pen to check the list and paused for a moment, lowered his eyes and hummed, "I used to come here when I was in school."

"Didn't you go to a vocational school?" Liang Ze asked curiously, "Isn't the school here? Do you always come here to eat?"

Guan Ling answered subconsciously just now, and thought of Cheng Fei's past experience for a moment, so he hurriedly tried to make up for it, "My family lives nearby, and I always come here to eat with friends on weekends."

Liang Ze nodded knowingly, and Guan Ling presided over, "Let's sit outside. The small space inside is heavy with oily smoke. After a while, there will be too many people and it will be noisy. The air is good outside and you can see the scenery."

Liang Ze was attracted by the second part of his sentence, followed him outside and asked, "What scene?" Is there still a performance?

"Street view." Guan Ling glanced at him and spit out two words, walked to the door and handed him the menu and packing box in his hand, while he pulled out a wooden table from the corner of the door and asked Liang Ze, "Is that tree going down?"

Liang Ze's thoughts were still on the "street view". He heard that he looked in the direction of his finger. It was a ginkgo tree, which was just beside the sidewalk. Against the background of the street lights, one could see layers of green leaves on the branches. He clicked very reluctantly, "Okay."

Guan Ling walked towards him with the wooden table in both hands, Liang Ze quickly reached out to pick it up, but Guan Ling dodged it for a while, "Dirty, there is oil on the table legs."

Liang Ze retracted his hand, retracted halfway and frowned, "Oil is not shit, you are not afraid of anything I am afraid of."

"You are more precious than me." Guan Ling said as he set the table on the ground, separated the four legs and put it under the ginkgo tree. He raised his chin at Liang Ze as if asking for credit, "Isn't this a good scene?"

Not bad, Liang Ze muttered softly, staring at the table with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to poke holes out of it.

"Wipe the table clean, don't worry." Guan Ling went to the corner and brought wooden stools over, put one next to Liang Ze's legs, and put the other on the opposite side, and then sat down, "Working in a small place is no more meticulous than in a big hotel Just wipe down where the guests can see it and you're done."

Liang Ze sat down hesitantly, and listened to Guan Ling added a word of consolation, "But the taste is really good."

Liang Ze didn't take this very seriously. This place looks good from the outside, but the environment inside is really not flattering. He has never set foot in this kind of place in the past 27 years. Made an exception and opened his eyes.

"Look at what you want to eat first, and write the number on the grid at the back." Guan Ling said as he tore open the packing bag of the packing box, "This thing will become soft if you cover it for a long time. It’s not delicious, so you can taste it while choosing the dishes.”

Liang Ze had no interest in choosing dishes, so he handed the menu directly to Guan Ling, "You can choose." Afraid that this disguised way of refusing would make Guan Ling careless, he added against his will, "I'm not picky about food. "

Guan Ling also knew that Liang Ze had never been to this kind of place. Although he didn't show it on the face, he never touched the table with his hands since he sat down. It's just a matter of sticking a sign on the body and writing the word "dislike".

Guan Ling took the menu and didn't immediately check the dishes. He tentatively asked, "Anyway, I haven't ordered anything yet. Do you want to eat this and let's change places?"

This suits Liang Ze's liking, but I guess every restaurant in the vicinity is similar, and it's the peak meal time, so changing places at this time is a waste of time, besides, Liang Ze really doesn't want to hear anything from Guan Ling." These things that can't be put on the table can't get into his eyes." Such words, and he can see that Guan Ling likes this place very much, thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and shook his head, "What are you talking about, don't you say it's delicious? , I just opened my eyes too."

"Really?" Guan Ling looked at him and asked again with certainty.

"Of course." Liang Ze was afraid that he wouldn't believe him, so he intentionally stabbed him, "It can't be that this place is too expensive and you can't bear to hire me, right?"

"Of course not." Guan Ling was fooled, shook his head and denied, "I'm afraid you don't like it."

"How do you know if you like it if you haven't eaten it yet?" Liang Ze took out disposable chopsticks from the packing box, and impatiently rushed to the officer to listen, "Hurry up and order, I'm so hungry that my chest is on my back."

After hearing what he said, the official believed it. He happily took a pen and began to check the dishes, and asked Liang Ze for his opinion from time to time, "Do you like beef or mutton? How about thirty skewers each first? Fish?" Do you like grilled pomfret bream or crucian carp? Make two dishes of boiled edamame, this will relieve the tiredness..."

Liang Ze wasn't interested at all, but seeing the smile on his face when he asked himself with great interest, Liang Ze suddenly felt quite good again.Whether it was the poor environment of the small wooden table by the street, the mottled oil marks on the wooden table, or one or two fallen leaves that fell from the tree branches in the night wind, Liang Ze felt that it was quite good.

This kind of satisfaction that seems to have not been experienced for a long time is something that he can hardly experience living alone all year round. He can't even loathe the surrounding environment, except for the chattering voice in his ear and the occasional rustling of the leaves blown by the night wind. Voice.

A word suddenly popped up in Liang Ze's complicated brain, that word is Jinghao.

"It's almost there," Guan Ling didn't know Liang Ze's quantity, so he didn't dare to choose too much, turned the menu around and put it in Liang Ze's hand, "See if there is anything else you want to add."

The sharp "Years are Quiet" was yelled out by Guan Ling's voice, like a dream just woken up by someone untimely, Liang Ze was quite displeased, his eyes flicked from the menu , said in a dull tone, "Let's talk after eating."

Guan Ling also thought so, pointing to the grilled vermicelli in the packing box, "Have you tasted it? Is it delicious?"

Liang Ze had just let go of his obsession, and he completely forgot about it, so he persisted in picking up a few fans with chopsticks and delivering them to his mouth as if he had just woken up from a dream. Guan Ling stared at him expectantly, "Why? Sample?"

That demeanor was exactly like a teacher staring at a student who was taking an exam that he had taught himself. Liang Ze was a little embarrassed by him, and he was a little ignorant and embarrassed. The fan swallowed it after only gulping it twice. I don't remember anything except the salty and spicy taste left between my teeth.

He nodded embarrassingly and against his will, "It's okay."

Guan Ling was quite disappointed with the result, at least he recommended it with all his strength and waited in a long line to buy it, but he just dismissed it as delicious, he thought, sure enough the young masters from rich families have different tastes , I can't get along with a country boy like him.

Thinking of this, Guan Ling said to Liang Ze, "Don't force yourself if you don't like it."

Liang Ze frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face, "I didn't say I didn't like it."

Guan Ling gave him a look that I understood, and said, "If you don't want to eat it, let's put it aside, I will eat it later." At least one piece is more than ten yuan, and he is about to start his own business, so he needs to save some money.

Liang Ze took another sip of the powder, and the tip of his tongue was scalded by the juice brought up, and his thoughts became much clearer in an instant. He suddenly thought of the things he had to do with his lover that he had listed before, and wondered if Guan Ling was implying that he was willing to eat him. leftover?

Liang Zexin said that Guan Ling looked at the silent man, but he didn't expect to be so sullen, and he secretly memorized everything he said, and it took less than half an hour to draw inferences. Attack his heart without making a sound!

Liang Ze thought, according to this rhythm, he will invite me to watch a midnight movie together after dinner, right?

Liang Ze didn't want to grant his wish so easily, nodded coldly, "I'll see."

Hearing what he said, the officer couldn't say anything more, fearing that Liang Ze would laugh at him for being stingy, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to get a drink, what do you want?"

Liang Ze wasn't thinking about eating at all, he waved his hands casually and said, "You can figure it out."

Guan Ling didn't ask for his opinion any more, got up and went into the house.

Liang Ze, who is 1.8 meters tall and tall, sat on a small wooden stool, curling his neck and sucking fans, which was a bit funny, but he didn't feel that his noble image was damaged at all, and followed Guan Ling's back into the room with his eyes , secretly feeling sorry for her, she almost relented and agreed to him just now.

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Guess what will happen to Brother Liang tomorrow?