Liuxiang

When the sun has clearly risen, but is obstinately buried in the clouds, refusing to show its face, the sky in the distance is a gentle color between gray and blue.

On the first night of moving, Yi Baitang had a good night's sleep with Shang Huaiyan in his arms.

So when Shanshan woke up, he was in a very good mood. After washing up, he went to the kitchen to cook a typical Chinese breakfast: deep-fried golden and fluffy fried dough sticks lay on a rectangular white porcelain plate with sticks connected between them. A line of milky white is like the color of the white porcelain plate below, jumping into the food; the steamed soup buns that have just been steamed securely occupy the entire small steamer. , trembling slightly in the steamer; the soy milk with a small amount of five grains tasted thick but still refreshing. When Shang Huaiyan came down from upstairs and took a sip, he almost blurted out in amazement: "Okay drink!"

Yi Baitang has always been too lazy to answer such shallow compliments.

He brought out the last plate of food in his hands, which was a fried breakfast made of bean dregs after grinding soy milk, chopped chives and horseshoes, and pork filling, mixed with flour.

There are a total of twelve bean dregs balls in this plate, six on the left and six on the back, placed in a blue-purple Yin-Yang fish-shaped round plate.

The round plate is made up of the blue fish on the left and the fish on the right. Their backs are wavy and their stomachs are round and rumbling together. The fish on the left bites the tail of the fish on the right, and the fish on the right bites the tail of the fish on the left. The tail is entwined from head to tail, and the two semicircles intersect to form a perfect circle.

The round plate was placed horizontally between the two, with the blue fish facing Shang Huaiyan and the purple fish facing Yi Baitang himself.

Shang Huaiyan had already sat down at the dining table.

He drank a big mouthful of the soy milk just out of the pot, and felt his whole body warmed up from his stomach; then according to his habit, he first picked up the deep-fried dough stick that was about as long as an adult's palm and took a bite, the soft and crispy feeling disappeared almost instantly. The lips and teeth exploded silently.

It's delicious!

Shang Huaiyan once again sighed in his heart.

It's really amazing, no matter what kind of material, as long as it reaches Yi Baitang's hands, leaving aside those dishes that let the soul fly... the rest can be made into "one point is too long, one point is too long, minus one point" If it is too short, if it is powdered, it will be too white, if it is applied, it will be too red." It seems that there is no dish that he is not good at.

Then his gaze skipped over the soup dumpling that exudes a seductive aura all over his body, and settled on the bean dregs ball.

Although the bean dregs balls are not as attractive as hot soup dumplings, the plate with the bean dregs balls is so special that Shang Huaiyan really wants to get past the ones that are aimed at him, and instead grab the contents of the other party's plate and eat them.

Then, in his line of sight, Yi Baitang gracefully and unhurriedly took away the bean dregs balls from the plate facing him.

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

Yi Baitang took a sip and commented: "You can tell if the beans are good by tasting the bean dregs."

His heart is also leisurely: looking at the direction of the eyes of the little sapling sitting opposite, you can know what he wants to do, and it happens that I also want to do the same, so it’s better to act first, and then you will suffer. See, he Now I am embarrassed to do the same thing as me ~ Shang Huaiyan is actually not embarrassed.

It's just that a strange sense of cuteness rose up in his heart again. On the one hand, he felt that something was wrong, and on the other hand, he felt that this person should be like this. Only in this way is the person he likes!Two almost opposite thoughts pulled a river in Shang Huaiyan's mind, and he was overwhelmed by Mengmeng, who was strangely unable to resist. Shang Huaiyan coughed slightly, and took out a credit card that had been prepared a long time ago from his pocket , put it on the dining table, slide it to the side where Yi Baitang is sitting with three fingers, and said with a smile: "Since your passbook is with me, you can use this card of mine." He seemed to be inadvertently Said, "The limit on this card is not too high, if it's not enough—"

Then baby, let's change another card and continue to swipe~

But Yi Baitang, who was sitting across the table, did not let Shang Huaiyan say the wild hope hidden in his heart. He simply expressed his dissatisfaction: "Don't you have a bank card? It's not easy to use a credit card to save money."

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

Yi Baitang: "Huh?"

Shang Huaiyan finally realized that the future is still far away, feeling a little melancholy, and silently exchanged a bank card for Yi Baitang.

Yi Baitang was satisfied: "Yes."

He lowered his head, picked up the bowl and took a sip of soy milk.

It was at this moment that the new sun broke through the clouds, and under the golden light, Yi Baitang who was sitting opposite him seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of halo.

After Yi Baitang finished drinking the soy milk, he suddenly remembered something, then raised his head and said to Shang Huaiyan: "I have something to do later, let's go out."

Shang Huaiyan asked instinctively, "What's the matter?"

Yi Baitang didn't answer right away, but went into his room, took out a backpack, stuffed a bunch of trophies and certificates into it, and then pulled it off the table. A piece of paper in the notebook, on which I wrote half a page with a pen, put them together in the pocket of my backpack, and then casually said to Shang Huaiyan who followed from the restaurant and was standing by the door: " It's nothing to do, just pull two investments and earn some money to open a restaurant."

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

His heart: baby, I'm standing right here!What do you think of me?Young and handsome, the quota is high, and additional investment can be made at any time!

At this time, Yi Baitang had already packed his things and came to the door of the room.

When passing by Shang Huaiyan's side, he naturally embraced the other person's shoulders, and once again pressed his face against the other person's face just like in the morning.

Good morning that time, goodbye this time.

After the goodbye, Yi Baitang said calmly, "I'll be back tonight."

Shang Huaiyan, who originally refused in his heart: "..."

He suddenly realized that he seemed unable to reject Yi Baitang.

So he seized the opportunity, taking advantage of this perfect opportunity, quietly nudged Yi Baitang, and said solemnly: "Okay, we will sleep together when you come back tonight."

Yi Baitang, who had already walked two steps, looked back at Shang Huaiyan.

His eyes are very meaningful——

The little sapling always wanted to take advantage of me.

distressed.

Well, it's decided!

He took advantage of me in words, but I took advantage of him in action.

Fair √

It was still early in the morning, but the city was already busy as if waking up from a dream.

Yi Baitang drove to a corner of Sijiu City with his backpack on his back.

This corner is located in a remote area of ​​the busy city, with winding alleys and a row of uneven old-fashioned buildings outside, but inside, it’s not so good: at the end of the dead alley is a yellowed wall, The mottled walls were once painted, and then a thin layer of wall paint was painted on. Under the white wall paint, hazy colors are looming.

Yi Baitang walked a few steps into the alley.

When he was about to approach the end of the alley, an old cat of various colors suddenly came out from nowhere, stood guard in front of the alley, looked at Yi Baitang curiously with faint green eyes, and before Yi Baitang really approached him, Jump up the wall and jump into the building behind the wall.

Yi Baitang's target is of course not this old fur.

He stopped about ten steps away from the trash can, and knocked on the only wooden door in the alley.

In front of the small wooden door, there is a wooden signboard of the same color hanging on the corner of the wall on the left hand side. The wooden signboard looks like it has been around for many years, and it has been somewhat damaged in the wind and rain of the years. Fading and writing every year, there are many layers of vicissitudes.

That line reads:

"Chef Association Beijing Office".

Although the place is remote and dilapidated, it is obvious that there are still clerks guarding the inside. Not long after Yi Baitang knocked on the door, the closed door opened from the inside, and an old man in his sixties poked his head out, yawning: " It's early in the morning, it's not even nine o'clock, who is it?"

Yi Baitang: "I want to join the Chefs Association."

Grandpa: "Oh, why are you here? The Chefs Association helps chefs to get grade certificates without worry. From elementary to special grade, the price is clearly marked. The elementary certificate is only 499. 499 includes you passing the exam. 499, you can't buy it It’s a loss, you can’t buy it and be fooled!”

Yi Baitang was expressionless: "Is there still someone who wants that kind of waste paper?"

The old man: "..." Hehe, isn't it a fat sheep?

Only then did he rub his sleepy eyes, and took a closer look at the young man standing in front of him.

That's right, he is indeed very young, with a cold face, he looks like the kind of person who is easily deceived!

He asked cautiously: "Since you don't want a certificate, why are you here?"

Yi Baitang: "I said, I want to join the Chefs Association."

Grandpa: "..." Don't understand?What are you doing here?

There was a door and a short threshold.

One is inside and one is outside.

Yi Baitang was silent for a moment, exhausted his patience, and said a few more words: "Entering the Chefs Association and becoming a member of the Chefs Association, isn't it possible to apply for the use of the Chefs Association's public funds through the exchange of new recipes?"

grandfather:"……"

This kid knows the terms better than me.

No, wait.

The old man said suspiciously: "You want to apply for a chef's entrepreneurial loan application, so why do you want to join the Chefs Association? As long as you have a chef qualification certificate, you will automatically join the Chefs Association..."

Yi Baitang remained calm: "Oh, I don't have a domestic certificate."

Grandpa: "What?"

Yi Baitang: "Only these certificates."

As he spoke, he opened his backpack and took out a certificate and a trophy he had brought from inside.

The old man took a closer look:

The certificate is for the Tokyo International Competition.

The trophy is for Bocuse International.

These two are not even a couple!

wrong!

The problem is not this.

The problem is that there are trophies and certificates for such international competitions, but you don't have even the most elementary certificates in China? !

fuck me!

You xenophobic little bastard! !

While the old man was talking to Yi Baitang, his voice flew into the yard of the office along the morning wind.

The Beijing office of the Chefs Association looked ordinary from the outside, but it was full of space inside. More than one person monopolized a large area of ​​land, and there was actually a large garden in the middle of the four houses.

The garden is divided in the middle by a hanging flower arch.

In front of the hanging flower arch, there is an old water-polished blue brick. The yard is spacious, with a screen wall in the middle, and water lilies are planted in several large vats under the corridor.

After the arched door with hanging flowers, a row of fruit trees are planted along the courtyard wall to cover up the situation inside one by one. From the outside, only the sound of wind coming in and the sound of water coming out.

The sound of the mooring water is just a small pond behind the arch of hanging flowers.

Instead of brightly colored koi, the small pond is filled with a large number of lively and edible fish.

On the opposite side of this small pond, the eaves are upturned. On the corner of the eaves sits a majestic roof beast. On the wooden corridor under the eaves, there are two elderly people sitting casually on both sides of the chessboard. , Fight each other with black and white chess pieces.

After a while, the ear of the person sitting on the left moved: "Is there someone coming outside? Do you want to go out and have a look?"

The people behind didn't take it seriously: "Don't look, don't look, it's enough to have Lao Chen take care of it, and there won't be any important people coming at this time."

The person on the left smiled meaningfully: "At this time, one or two brats with high self-esteem will come - let's go and have a look, maybe you will find something by accident?"