Enemies always have a narrow road

Hearing the question from the peaked cap, Su Fei really took a closer look.

I saw that the facial features of the person on the opposite side were exquisite, as if carefully carved by an artist, especially those eyes, which seemed to be able to talk between closing and opening, the eyeballs were light brown, and at first glance, it seemed like seeing autumn The morning mist makes people want to take a second look.

If Chen Nan's handsome is masculine and suave, this man should be described as handsome.

"Did we know each other?" Su Fei really couldn't remember that he had any interaction with the person in front of him, so he had to ask back.

The peaked cap frowned slightly on his right eye, and said, "No, I don't know."

"Let me just say, there are not many people with such outstanding appearance around me. If I know them, how can I not remember them!" Su Fei casually held up his peaked cap and sent out another invitation, "Look, since the two of us today It's also fate that I met you here, so let's share a table, two dishes and one soup, rich and affordable, hello and me, how about it?"

The peaked cap pursed his lips and looked at Su Fei without saying a word. Su Fei who looked directly felt a little embarrassed.

Could it be that the flattery just now was too obvious?Su Fei thought to himself, just when he thought that the person opposite would not agree, the peaked cap nodded, "Yes, it's my first time here, you order."

"Hey, I just like you who are so refreshing!" Su Fei patted the table lightly and asked, "Is there anything you don't like?"

The peaked cap thought for a moment, and said: "Nothing..." After two seconds, he added, "Less spicy, I've been on fire lately."

When Su Fei heard it, he let out a soft "ah" with some regret.

The peaked cap looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, the Sanhe Soup here is the signature dish. It is spicy, sour and delicious. When you eat it with chopsticks, your forehead will sweat, and you can't close your mouth. You have to swallow your tongue!" Su Fei's eyes lit up when he mentioned eating. , but quickly dimmed, "But you can't eat spicy food, it's a pity."

The peaked cap looked at the expressive man with eyebrows flying up with interest, pointed to his right hand on the table, and said, "Are you sure you can eat now?"

"Ah! That's right, I almost forgot." Only then did Su Fei remember that the thread on his hand hadn't been removed yet. He lowered his head and glanced at the bandaging gauze. Just go for a new one.

Seeing Su Fei's sudden realization, the peaked cap couldn't help but chuckled, looked at the time, and said, "Change to another one, hurry up, I have something to do later."

"Okay." Su Fei responded, and immediately turned his head and waved to the proprietress and shouted: "Sister Chen! A steamed pork rib with rice noodles, a fried bacon with dried radish, and a three-flavored soup!"

"Okay!" The proprietress wiped her hands on the half apron tied in front of her, stood up and walked towards the back kitchen, and said to them, "You guys came just in time, the first pot of pork ribs has just been steamed, and it will be ready soon." come!"

"Yeah! Sister Chen, please hurry up and get some food. I haven't eaten breakfast yet. I'm so hungry that my chest is on my back!" Su Fei yelled from the air with a smile.

He got up and took two rice bowls from the disinfection cabinet in the opposite corner familiarly. Su Fei distributed one for the peaked cap, took a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick box on the table, and looked expectantly in the direction of the back kitchen.

The peaked cap looked at Su Fei who opened his mouth and lightly bit the tip of the chopsticks with his teeth, and stared at the kitchen door, as if he saw a puppy waiting for food with a rice bowl in his mouth. He couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, "So Is it tasty?"

"Of course!" Su Fei immediately turned his head to look at the peaked cap, and explained seriously: "Brother Zhang's Mimifen is made by himself, and the fried color is golden, and it looks particularly appetizing when wrapped around the ribs. After steaming, the softness is just right, and a layer of taro is placed underneath, which completely absorbs the essence of the pork ribs and seasonings, taking a bite, it can't be better!"

"Just one home-cooked dish and I told you a flower!" Sister Chen brought the dish, and heard Su Fei's words, she couldn't help saying: "If you want to talk about steamed pork ribs divided by rice, it's better for your father to cook... ..."

"It's all delicious." Su Fei said with a smile, but his expression was still slightly darkened.

When Sister Chen saw it, she immediately stopped talking, patted Su Fei on the shoulder lightly, and greeted, "Eat it while it's hot. I'll go to the back and help my family cut some chopped green onions."

Su Fei gave a "hmm" and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables. Because he was right-handed, Su Fei pinched it several times but failed to catch it.

The peaked cap stretched out the chopsticks and put it into the bowl for him, saying: "I think you'd better get a spoon."

"Thank you." Su Fei smiled at him, followed the advice and went to get a metal spoon again. This time, he noticed that the peaked cap turned out to be left-handed, and his left hand movements were so flexible.

He dug up the ribs in the bowl, and said sincerely: "Now I really envy you for being left-handed."

The peaked cap picked up another rib, smiled and said, "It's not too late to start practicing now."

Su Fei shook his right hand, and also smiled: "Don't tell me, if my hand is good and slow, I may be able to master my left hand." Because there was no one in the shop, the dishes were served quickly.While Su Fei was eating hard, he found that the person opposite was eating very slowly. He had already eaten the second bowl, and that person had just finished half of the bowl.

When he was seven or eight percent full, Su Fei slowed down, looked at the peaked cap while eating, and suddenly asked in doubt: "Huh? I found that you seem to be..."

Um?Finally recognized him?Jing Qiran's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to straighten the visor of the hat that had been moved behind his head for the convenience of eating, thinking about whether to leave early.

"Half blood?" Su Fei finally finished the remaining half of the sentence, with an expression on his face that I was sure I guessed right.

Jing Qiran touched the visor of his hat for a moment, not knowing whether it was happiness or worry, so did he overestimate his popularity?They were not recognized at such a close distance.

"Forget it, my grandmother is Russian." Jing Qiran finally put down his hands and replied.

"Tsk, don't people also pay attention to hybridization between people? It's better to have a mixed blood." Su Fei muttered.

It was the first time that Jing Qiran heard people describe mixed race as "hybrid advantage". Although it didn't sound very nice, it seemed that he wanted to praise it, so he choked out a "thank you".

"Why do you eat so little? It doesn't suit your appetite?" Su Fei glanced at Jing Qiran's bowl, and found that there was still half a bowl left.

"No, the taste is quite good, but I have to maintain a heavy weight recently." Jing Qiran put a diced radish into his mouth.

"Hey! It's not from a girl's family, what weight do you still maintain!" Su Fei was happy when he heard it.

Jing Qiran just smiled, and didn't explain the question too much, but asked Su Fei, "Look at you, you're familiar with this area, right?"

"Of course, I grew up here, can I not be familiar with it?" Su Fei spat out a bone.

"Do you have any recommendations for delicious shops or stalls here?" Jing Qiran continued to ask.

"Hey! You are really asking the right person." Su Fei waved the spoon in his hand, drew a circle in the air, and said, "Just this one, fried, fried, steamed, boiled, as long as it is good There is no place I can't find for food! What do you think you want to eat?"

Jing Qiran opened his mouth and was about to speak when the cell phone in his pocket rang suddenly. He answered the call, whispered "I'll be there soon" and hung up.

"I'm in a hurry to leave now, how about this, you tell me your mobile phone number, and I'll contact you later to ask about the situation, is that okay?"

"Success." Su Fei agreed immediately, and then reported his number, "If you have any questions, just call anytime."

"Your name?" Jing Qiran pressed the keyboard and asked.

"Su Fei, the place to stay, the place to fly."

"Shuangsu Shuang/Fly?" Jing Qiran raised an eyebrow, "That's a good name."

Su Fei smiled, and with a hint of sarcasm, he said softly: "It's also a good wish."

"Okay, that's it for now. Nice to meet you." Jing Qiran smiled at Su Fei, and put a hundred-yuan bill on the table, "I'll trouble you to pay the bill later."

Su Fei looked down, and immediately shouted: "Hey! There are too many, and the total here is less than 100 yuan!"

Jing Qiran put on his hat again, took the sunglasses from the neckline and put them on, and walked out without looking back, "It's okay, you can give it to me next time we meet."

"Oh." Su Fei nodded, and it took him a while to react, and immediately chased him out with the money, but the person was gone.

Looking at the banknote in his hand, Su Fei was speechless: "I don't know each other, who knows if we can meet again next time."

After eating, Su Fei went to a nearby clinic to change a piece of gauze before returning home.Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he poured himself a glass of ice water, sat down on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

"Gulu Gulu" After drinking half a glass of ice water, he felt much cooler in an instant. Su Fei let out a sigh of satisfaction, put down the glass and touched the remote control to change channels.

Getting rich farming, city news, emotional mediation, food shows, dating variety shows... huh?gourmet food?

Su Fei went back to the previous channel again, and found that it was a celebrity cooking competition show, and what he was making was a French dessert——cepa choux tart.

"Puff pastry is a traditional dessert for French weddings, and it is also the graduation exam question for the intermediate pastry chef of Le Cordon Bleu, so..." Along with the explanation, the camera shifted from the busy star chefs to the host.

Su Fei looked at the presenter who was speaking on the TV screen, with his mouth open for a long time, he rubbed his eyes with his hands in disbelief, and looked again.

God, isn't this the peaked cap that he had dinner with just now? !