smell you

Song Zeyou was in a low mood for several days in a row. It was the end of the year and it was even more difficult to find a job.

Song Zeyong comforted him and said, "The Chinese New Year will be over in a month or so, so don't look for it, anyway, I'm getting married soon, you have to be my best man. Just in time, my mother said that the business will be closed next week. Clean up and arrange, you need to help."

When Song Zeyou thought about it, he was right, he could be a rice bug at home with peace of mind.

Tang Tang resigned on the grounds of getting married, but as the end of the year approached, the hotel got busier and Song Zeyong couldn't ask for leave for the time being.

Ahui Jiangxi Xiaochao closed its business early, and the family started to get busy with the wedding.

In the furniture city, Song Zeyou said in embarrassment: "Sister-in-law, you are buying a wedding bed, and the elder brother didn't come, so he called me. What's the matter?"

Tang Tang pursed his lips and smiled: "He's so busy, little brother, if you look at foreign style, you must have a good eye. Anyway, you will get married in the future, so you should accumulate experience. How about this one?"

Song Zeyou scratched his hair, touched his nose, and shook the phone in his hand.

"OK."

"What about this one? It's very soft."

"It's all right."

"You are not serious. Both your brother and I have booked the wedding banquet at Tianhao International." Tang Tang said suddenly.

Song Zeyou was stunned for a moment: "I heard that Tianhao International's most common wedding banquet costs [-] tables, and people who have eaten there say it's very ordinary."

"That's right, Tianhao International originally sells fame, so it has face. However, Director Li said to give us a [-]% discount."

As soon as Song Zeyou heard about Li Zhexi, he turned his head and walked away.

Tang Tang stuck out her tongue, and really didn't understand why the little brother didn't like to see Li Dong so much.

The [-]% discount on the wedding banquet is still during the Chinese New Year period, which is a big loss. Maybe Li Dong will have to pay for the price difference out of his own pocket.

Li Dong is a person who values ​​love and righteousness too much. I have never seen him look down on low-level employees with his eyes higher than the top.

She really thinks that Li Zhexi is a nice person, but she really doesn't know what Song Zeyou thinks, desperately trying to push such a good network of resources away.

Song Zeyou stood in front of a row of bookcases and played with his mobile phone while waiting for his sister-in-law to choose a marriage bed.

He made a big fuss that day, but his heart was still blocked and uncomfortable.

Later, his father brought him a magazine, probably from Li Zhexi. He originally wanted to throw it away, but when he saw the Haitian Resort on the cover, it was Xinshi, so he couldn't help but read it.

It is not so much a magazine as it is an exquisite gourmet picture book.

The author has photographed several villages in Xinshi full of immortality, and the local traditional food has an aesthetic feeling beyond the two-dimensional vision, as if the color and fragrance jump out of the paper and are vividly placed in front of your eyes.

The color is moving, the fragrance is full of nose, just waiting for the viewers to hold up their hands to judge.

Looking at the text again, it is very delicate, and the essence of the dishes is a little clear.

If the author is not familiar with traditional food, it is difficult to understand the uniqueness of it if he just tastes it casually.

Even the best chef in the world needs a gourmet who knows how to taste.

He couldn't help but think of Li Zhexi, the guy who invests in hotels thinks he has tasted all the delicacies in the world, and always aims for novelty, and even regards expensiveness as beauty. Take the 10 yuan yellow croaker as an example. Is the food only limited to delicacies from mountains and seas?

A real gourmet will know how to eat, even if it is a bowl of rice, what kind of rice to use, what kind of water to use, what kind of utensil to use, what kind of fire to use, how to cook it, and every step of the way to serve the rice.

He really likes this picture album, the landscape and food complement each other, it is full of poetic and picturesque flavors, with a sense of incomparable delicacy, it is a conscientious work of traditional food in Xinshi.

He selected a few places in his heart, and he must visit and taste them in the future.

Finally, Tang Tang selected one, and Song Zeyou paid to write the delivery address.

Tang Tang said: "By the way, the curtains also need to be changed, brother, you should also change the ones in your room, let's go, buy, buy, buy."

"..."

Oh, it's too shameless for his brother to hide from things like shopping and getting married.

The two came to the very bustling street in the past. With the progress of the city center, the place gradually became deserted. Bedding and curtains were sold on both sides of the street.

Tang Tang suddenly said: "Little brother, look over there..."

Song Zeyou looked over and saw a man who looked very much like Li Zhexi coming out of the cafe, followed by a young woman.

Tang Tang hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, "The gossip is explosive, hurry up and take a picture, and send it to the hotel group."

Song Zeyou called out in a low voice: "What's so good about this, sister-in-law, let's go quickly."

Tang Tang came to count and shoot continuously, but he still has more to say.

"As soon as Li Dong lost weight, I knew it was a hot item. Which hotel waitress wouldn't guess when he got married. It seems that something good is coming."

Song Zeyou was furious in his heart, you bastard, you messed up his good business, but he talked about it here.

...Why is he angry? If Li Zhexi got married right away, he would definitely send a big red envelope. Thank God, someone finally put an end to this disaster.

"Sister-in-law, hurry up, what time is it now?"

Tang Tang said excitedly: "He saw us and waved at us."

Song Zeyou's face was gloomy, "Sister-in-law, if you don't enter the shop again, I will leave."

"Okay, let's go."

The two came to the nearest curtain store, which was filled with all kinds of curtains.

Tang Tang couldn't put it down touching the lace curtains and those thick double-sided flannelettes, and let them go with some reluctance. That old house can't hang such high-end goods, neither fish nor fowl.

"Sister-in-law, let's buy whatever you like. Don't worry, my elder brother works very hard, and in a year or two, he will be able to buy a commercial house."

"I know that these expensive curtains should be matched after buying a house. The color matching is very particular, and you men don't understand."

Song Zeyou smiled, leaned against the counter and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

At this time, a man and a woman came in from outside the door, Song Zeyou looked up subconsciously, and his heart sank.

Tang Tang came over in surprise: "Mr. Li, are you here to buy curtains too? Hahaha, aren't you?"

Her eyes were full of curiosity, her expression was self-evident.

Li Zhexi looked around, "I came in to say hello to you, long time no see Xiao Song."

There were so many people present, besides them, there were also two clerks and strange customers, Song Zeyou wanted to turn his face and see his sister-in-law so happy again, it was really not good to hurt someone in her face, so he nodded slightly as a greeting.

Tang Tang smiled and said, "Dong Li, is this your girlfriend?"

Li Zhexi turned to look at the woman beside him: "By the way, what is your last name, I forgot."