[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

In the morning, London seems to be inseparable from the drizzle, and the slippery ground has long been used to by people who live here all year round.

The faint mist drifted away, and the breath of the Thames River not far away was blowing head-on. The water vapor with an earthy smell made people hurry and busy with their lives.

The only surprise is the small shop on the corner. This small shop is not too spacious, but the business is very prosperous.

"Hi, sir, here is a mapo tofu, oh, is that the name?" The boy who spoke ordered the waiter in the shop, and the braid on the top of his head shook with the movement.

There were still a few teenagers and girls on the table, and they were a little disdainful about the sky braids. Two of the girls curled their lips, but due to their good upbringing, they didn't explode on the spot, and they still sat where they were.

God knows that Chinese food doesn't suit their taste at all. It's too greasy and strong spices. The strong taste makes Londoners who are used to burgers and fries unacceptable.

"Yes, sir!" The waiter didn't show any strange look at the strange costumes of the teenagers, and answered the seemingly rude questions seriously.

"Today, the owner is holding an event. Order a mapo tofu and give away loofah egg drop soup!" The black-haired waiter swiped a few times on the cutting board, and said with a blank face the promotion that the owner decided yesterday.

"Si, what is Si?? God, this word is really hard to pronounce!" The braided boy repeated the waiter's words just now, but finally lost to the difficult pronunciation.

"It's loofah egg drop soup. Besides, is there anything else you need?" After confirming that the other party had no other needs for the second time, Tom Riddle raised his head and looked at the young girl on the table who had been staring at his face for a long time. They glanced at each other, turned and walked towards the door on the left inside the store.

"Oh my God, he's so hot!!" A girl couldn't wait to share her experience with her partner when the waiter left.

"It's even cooler than Danny. I don't know if he has a girlfriend." The female partner also started to try, proudly sticking out her proud breasts, and her slightly ordinary face seemed to be sure to win.For teenagers of this age, a hot body is obviously more attractive than their undeveloped facial features.

The Danny mentioned by the girl is a famous figure in the school, the main hitter of the rugby team, with a very fit body and a pretty good face, and is very sought after by the girls in the school.

"Forget it, Mi Ke, aren't you dating that basketball captain?" The girl who spoke at the beginning rolled her eyes at what her friend said, and opened her mouth to hit the finish line.

"No no no, Rick is a bear compared to him, puke, am I right, guys?" was the answer to the girl on top, and to the boys across the table on the bottom.

The boy with sky braids stared blankly at the proud bosom shaking in front of him, and only nodded in murmur to the girl's answer.

"Look, York agrees with me." The girl with a proud bust didn't care about the young man's gaze at all, and proudly said to her female companion.

"That's because he didn't listen to what you said at all." Mary said impatiently, she could hardly stand the flirtatiousness of her friend, and almost every good boy she saw was inextricably linked with the latter .

Tom Riddle didn't care what happened on the table after he left, he went straight to an inconspicuous place in the store, knocked on the door lightly, "Shopkeeper, there are customers coming!"

'Gate', in fact, is not a real door in serious terms, but similar to the arches in ancient Chinese high-ranking official residences, with bamboo mats hanging down in strands and strands, on which is a pipa, half hidden, Shy lady.

The arch was not too high, and Riddle stood there with a distance of tens of centimeters above his head.

Bamboo is a gentleman.

The light bluish-yellow color is the main body, and the edges have been carefully smoothed, perhaps because it was not cleared when drying, and there is still a little green skin on the front of the mat.

There was silence, and no sound came from inside the door.The black-haired waiter was patient and didn't care about being ignored, and continued to knock on the door, "The apprentices haven't come yet, and you need to do the dishes ordered by the guests yourself."

Before the words fell, accompanied by a sharp sound piercing the air, a cold voice squeezed out from the crack of the door, "Shut up..."

"Shh!"

Tom Riddle quickly dodged the oncoming dagger, turned his head, remained silent for a long time, and finally chose to pull the dagger off the wall.Every time he came to call the other party to get up, he would encounter such a situation.

From the panic at the beginning to the moment he pulled out the dagger without changing his face, no one knew what kind of storm he had experienced.

Then he opened the door and entered the room.

The simple and cumbersome wall clock on the wall was provided by someone kindly. It is so old that the mahogany table has become an illusion of oil. The slightly visible golden light reveals its value even if you sell this small shop.

A well-tailored white shirt fits perfectly on a man. A few buttons that were deliberately loosened inadvertently reveal a strong chest. The pure black suit pants do not conform to the current aesthetics, but they are very suitable for a man's temperament, with a touch of abstinence unscrupulous.

Her long black curly hair was loosely tied up, her gray-blue eyes were like the sea during a storm, full of danger, her nose bridge was straight, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and her chin was as perfect as a marble sculpture.This is a man like a sea monster, as if he can sing softly at any time, and then the monstrous waves and storms will listen to his call and take away all the creatures that disrespect him.

"Dear little Tom, I'll give you three seconds to make things clear,"

The black-haired young man impatiently stepped on the priceless mahogany table, his clear voice was slightly hoarse due to lack of sleep, just like the owner, very eye-catching, "Otherwise, trust me, you won't want to know the result. "

Dana Lawrence stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, trying to cover the sunlight penetrating through the door. The low air pressure from lack of sleep made his mood even more gloomy, although it was not much better in normal times, "... Tsk!"

He rubbed his hair a little irritably, then stretched out his long legs, and with a loud bang, the table decorations fell directly on the expensive wool blanket on the ground, and Tom Riddle, who was watching, frowned.

"There are customers!"

"...Let them go!" The world is the biggest sleeper, and for the domineering Dana, everything is not a problem.

"We need money!" Tom Riddle painstakingly pointed out the other party's pain point, almost pointing his head and scolding the other party's prodigal.Although the store was left by the owner's father, for some reason, they didn't have much cash, which directly caused them to be a little nervous.

"It's so annoying!" Frowning, the black-haired boy's tone was a little displeased, and the hand covering his face moved.After so many years of rebirth, he still can't adapt to the speaking style here.

In the previous life, an accident happened while tracking a deadly enemy. When I opened my eyes, I found that I had returned to my childhood.Simply, his face is exactly the same as in his previous life, plus his memory is still there, and his cheap parents are nice to him, so he lives comfortably.

Although the Suoxing family is a swordsman family, it has a long history. For some reasons, some emperors from previous dynasties came to invite them to be royal cooks. Well, in a word, talent is self-willed.When it was passed down to his generation, not only was his knife skills outstanding, but his cooking skills also remained the same.It directly leads to the fact that even if one lives in a foreign land and one's parents die accidentally, one can still survive by relying on this skill.

A fresh trick, eat all over the world, the words of the ancestors, sincerely do not deceive me.

Tom Riddle, who was innocent and annoying, looked at the man in the room and didn't want to come out. The gray-blue-eyed man who looked like I had been ruined showed a little youthfulness, but he could vaguely see the charm of the Dark Lord who was all the rage in the future. Smile, "I hope to see you in the kitchen in 10 minutes."

"roll!"

The person on the bed was silent for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth to respond to the black-haired waiter's threat.