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It can be seen that although Chef Fat has a bad personality, his cooking skills are very good. The door of the store is pushed open from time to time. By the time the peak passenger flow passed, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, both Wu Li and Yang Ze regretted not having eaten steamed buns before. The two of them have eaten three eggs since they got up, and their hungry chests stuck to their backs.

Wu Li gathered the vegetable juice and poured it into a large bucket in the backyard, and threw the bowls and chopsticks into the sink. After finishing these, he shook his wrist, and finally he could rest for a while.

There were no more customers in the store at this time, and the fat cook took some time off to start cooking for the staff.

A plate of shredded potatoes, a plate of fried meat with preserved vegetables, and a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.Wu Li saw that although there were not many dishes, the portions were quite large, and he thought that he would finally be able to eat a full meal.

As soon as he finished thinking about it, he saw the skinny cook divide each dish in half, then beckon Yang Ze to follow him upstairs.

Wu Li looked at the remaining half of the dishes: "..."

Yang Ze came down quickly, stood beside him and winked at him: "For the boss's family, there are only three of them, and they eat more than us."

Wu Li had already guessed it.

Including him and Yang Ze, there are six people in the restaurant, and the owner's family has three people, so there are nine people in total. How many chopsticks can each person pick up with just such a small dish?

The boss of this place is really stingy.

Seeing that Wu Li was still in a daze, Yang Ze tugged at his sleeves and whispered in his ear: "Wave faster in a while, or there will be no food when it's late."

Wu Li nodded numbly.

It's a pity that he has never robbed food since he was a child, and the first time he robbed the food was very poor. Wu Li held his job bowl and looked at the small chopsticks food on it in a daze.

After eating, he almost swallowed the white rice dryly. Yang Ze found a bottle of Laoganma in the kitchen, gave him some of the vegetables he had snatched, and then put a spoonful of Laoganma on it.

"Let's eat." Yang Ze closed the bottle cap, put the old godmother back to the original place, and the two of them came to the kitchen after carrying the rice bowl. They didn't squeeze together with those people. Whispered, "The tactic was wrong. I grabbed the food too fast just now, and that fat man seemed unhappy. I guess we might have no food for two afternoons."

Wu Li looked up at him: "Are you sure?"

He felt that the two of them were no different from having no food now, could it be worse?

Yang Ze looked at the fat on the fat chef's face through the glass window, and nodded seriously: "Very likely."

I don't know whether to say that Yang Ze has a crow's mouth, or that he has a good sense of the details. In short, when the dinner was served in the evening, the fat cook didn't let the two of them go to the table, but asked them to wash the dishes first. The dishes should be washed by Li Jie , Sister Li is sitting at the dining table eating, while Yang Ze and Wu Li are washing dishes in the kitchen.

When they came out, as expected, there was no food on the plate.

The fat cook didn't seem to see the angry expressions of the two of them, and scolded: "Wash the dishes slowly, don't take it as an example, that's all, let's sit down and eat."

It's really a meal, there is no order, only the soup is left, the two of them will not dip the leftover vegetable juice with the steamed bread, and can only hold a white flour steamed bun in one hand.

Fortunately, the steamed buns are hot, so they are not difficult to swallow.

The cooks of the two squatted at the door of the restaurant, smoking, chatting and laughing, and Yang Ze squatted in the kitchen, sighing and sighing again and again.

Wu Li was annoyed by his sigh. With the steamed bun in his mouth, he took out two scallions from the onion bundle, cleaned them up twice, handed one to Yang Ze, took one bite himself, and ate the steamed bun.

"I forgot about this. I haven't eaten like this for a long time. After eating, it's full of fragrance, and it won't kill you." Yang Ze looked at the scallions in his hand and said cheerfully. After a long time, he couldn't find his favorite green pepper, "Where did you put the pepper you washed just now?"

Wu Li pushed away the freezer in the corner and took out a few green peppers from it.

After thinking about it, he snatched the green onion from Yang Ze's mouth, took the kitchen knife, cut the green pepper and green onion into cubes, put them in a bowl, poured sesame oil, spicy oil, sprinkled with salt and soy sauce, and stirred well.

"Eat." Wu Li took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him.

If he didn't worry about offending the fat cook and always making trouble for them, he actually wanted to cook two dishes for them alone.

"Li Li, you are really amazing!" Yang Ze looked at Cui Bai in front of him, sniffed, drooling fragrantly.

He always called "Wu Li", or "Hello", but now he said "Li Li" suddenly, which surprised Wu Li.

"It's nothing, you were also dragged down by me."

Yang Ze raised his head to look at him upon hearing this, Wu Li lowered his head while eating sullenly, his face buried in the shadow, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

The master was not in a good mood, and even his fresh and elegant hair was wilted. Seeing his listless appearance, Yang Ze smiled silently.

As expected, it was almost one o'clock when I got off work. From eight o'clock in the morning to one o'clock in the night, the two of them were really tired. Wu Li understood why the boys' dormitory was so dirty. Do your best to clean up, don't even want to move at all, okay?

But it was too dirty. Wu Li's love of cleanliness made him unable to bear such a dirty place. Since he didn't have the strength to clean the entire dormitory, he simply cleaned up his and Yang Ze's beds. After sweeping, he wiped it several times with a dry cloth. I went over and over, found newspapers under it, and then started to make the bed.

He felt guilty towards Yang Ze in his heart, seeing him leaning against the wall so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open, even tidying up the bed with him.

As soon as the quilt was laid, Yang Ze fell headlong on the bed and muttered, "You are so virtuous".After that, I fell asleep like a dead pig.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, Wu Li shook him awake: "Take off your clothes and cover yourself with a quilt to sleep."

After speaking, he threw the quilt on him and went back to his own bed. It was enough sincerity to make the bed, so Wu Li would not take off his shoes and clothes for him.

Yang Ze kicked his feet, threw his shoes on the ground, ripped off his jacket and trousers indiscriminately, then retracted into the bed, sighed comfortably, and fell asleep in seconds.

Wu Li didn't fall asleep for a long time, not because he wasn't sleepy, but because he always felt that there were bugs moving in the bed, and the itchy feeling against his skin made his whole scalp numb, but when he lifted the blanket to look , The bed was empty, and there were no bugs at all.

He continued to sleep, that feeling came back again, he couldn't bear it anymore, he threw off the quilt, put on long johns, shrunk up from the cold and went to Yang Ze's bedside to shake him.

"Yang Ze."

After shaking for a few times, Yang Ze opened his eyes vaguely: "Huh? Time to get up?"

"I think there are fleas in the bed."

Yang Ze got up slightly, rubbed his eyes and scanned his whole body: "Did you bite out?"

As soon as he said that, Wu Li remembered this. He lowered his head and lifted his shirt to look at his waist, touched it again, and put it down: "No."

His skin is really delicate, his figure is thin but not flat, his exposed waist is flat and tight, and the beautiful mermaid line can be seen faintly hidden in his pajama pants, which evokes a sexy feeling that makes people want to go.Yang Ze felt that he seemed to be dazzled by the beautiful scenery that passed by. He shook his dizzy head, pointed to his backpack and said, "That's your psychological function. If you don't worry, there is a drive in the backpack." Insect water, take it and spray some."

Yang Ze was very prescient. He was also afraid that the dormitory environment would be bad and there would be lice and fleas, so he prepared medicine early.

Wu Li took out his backpack and found the insect repellent water, and carefully sprayed it around his bed, then he was relieved and went back to sleep.

This time, the rustling feeling before was gone, and I closed my eyes until dawn.

And no one came back to sleep on the bed with the quilt all the time, and I don't know whose it belonged to. Most likely, the employee who resigned before didn't want it.

Yang Ze shivered and put his clothes on, and sneezed unconsciously. He had just finished sneezing when he heard Wu Li coming from the other end.

"It's too cold here at night, it feels like there's wind leaking everywhere." Yang Ze rubbed his nose, lowered his head and put his pants on his legs, and sneezed again.

Wu Li rubbed his hands and said nothing.

Yang Ze bowed his head and bent over to put on his shoes: "There is no board here, do you want uncle to send you another quilt?"

"Where are there so many quilts?" Wu Li vetoed the proposal. It's true that there are no extra quilts at home, and he didn't want his dad to give them to him, and he didn't want him to see how embarrassed he is now.

"Then what should I do, just freeze like this?" Yang Ze really didn't know how many quilts there were in the house, he just asked his mother if it was cold or hot, but who knows how many quilts there are in the house.

The quilts that the two brought this time were considered quite thick, but the windows of the dormitory seemed to be leaking air, and there was no electric blanket plugged in. Sleeping until four or five o'clock at night would make people shiver with cold.

"How about, let's spread the quilts together and sleep together." Yang Ze considered the situation, pondered for a moment and came up with an idea.

Wu Li looked at him blankly: "I think..."

"Ah Choo!" Yang Ze sneezed hard, the sneeze was unusual... exaggerated.

Wu Li closed his mouth.

"Why, you didn't sleep in the same bed with anyone when you were young?" Seeing his funny reaction, Yang Ze became interested in teasing him, "I have what you have, or are you too pure and pure, afraid that I will take advantage of you? hey-hey."

Wu Li's eyes rolled up: "...Get out."

Since there was no other solution, the two began to move the quilt. Yang Ze put all the belongings on the bed on Wu Li's bed. The two worked together to make it up, and then folded the two quilts together. Seeing that it was getting late, Then hurriedly washed his face and brushed his teeth and went downstairs.

The fat cook hadn't come yet, and the thin cook cooked the rice. He boiled a pot of red bean porridge and cooked two more dishes. Wu Li and Yang Ze finally had the most nourishing meal they had here.

After eating, the body warmed up, and because of the heating in the store, the remaining cold air in the body gradually dissipated, and the two of them didn't sneeze anymore.

It's not cold anymore, but sleepiness is beginning to take over, especially Wu Li, who didn't fall asleep until midnight yesterday, and will be heated by the heating in the store, so sleepy that he can hardly keep his eyes open.

"Table No. [-], stewed chicken nuggets in a dry pot." The fat cook poured the fried dishes into a small pot, and directed Wu Li to heat it up with an alcohol stove and serve it out.

With his eyelids open, Wu Li bent down and took out the alcohol stove from the cabinet, found the lighter from the side, lit it casually, and picked up the alcohol stove to light it.

He was really sleepy, not only his eyelids were fighting up and down, but his head was also dizzy, he didn't know what he was doing, he only knew that he had to light a fire.

ignition.

ignition.

Yang Ze came in from outside with a plate, and reported the menu to the skinny cook: "Table [-] said to add a fish-flavored eggplant... what are you doing!"

At the same time, Wu Li was jolted by the heat, and the drowsiness disappeared in an instant. When he woke up, he flicked the things he threw in his hands, and he gasped from the heat.

His face was covered in cold sweat.

Yang Ze rushed over, threw the plate into the sink casually, grabbed his wrist, pulled him under the faucet, and rinsed it with cold water, first in a hurry, and then passed it with one finger after another. He didn't even let go of his fingers, he moved his hands gently, but his face was very ugly, as if he wanted to eat people: "You don't want to die! Take solid alcohol and burn it in your hand!!"

But it turned out that what Wu Li picked up in a daze was not an alcohol stove, but a piece of alcohol, grabbed it with his fingertips and lit it with a lighter. The alcohol gradually melted, flowing on his fingertips, and immediately caught fire. The alcohol he took was a very small piece, and after being burned, his hands hung down again, and the alcohol did not spread to the base of his fingers.In addition, Yang Ze rushed over to wash him in time, otherwise his hands would be burnt.

But even so, the thumb, index finger, and middle fingertips of his left hand were still burned with several blisters, especially the index finger had the largest blood blisters.

After flushing his left hand, he flushed his right hand worryingly, and then let go. Yang Ze washed his hands with a sullen face, and lit the alcohol stove to serve the dishes.

The fat and thin cook's eyes were drawn to him. The thin cook looked at his hand and hissed: "What happened to the burn? Go and buy some burn ointment. There is a pharmacy at the intersection."

Wu Li gritted his teeth and nodded, took off his apron with one hand, and went out.