Reborn Harley is a dog

"Hey!" Harley was cutting something in the back kitchen, when suddenly someone patted his back hard, his shoulders trembled slightly, but the knife in his hand was held firmly, he turned his head, with humility: " Master..."

Knowing a person's tone of voice and behavior, it is easy to guess who this person is.

Master Qian frowned slightly, and there was a momentary strangeness in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his usual rigidity: "This, table sixteen, you do it!"

Harley was stunned, clutching the menu that Master Qian had stuffed into his hand, slightly startled, Master Qian was a little impatient, he hurriedly pushed him away, and called the helper over with a loud voice: "You! Come here! Help with these Cut things out!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Harley's arm and brought him to his stage: "You are right here, if you are still in a daze, there is not so much time for you to waste!"

Harley seemed to wake up instantly, nodded eagerly, and lowered his head to carefully look at the menu in his hand.He frowned, pursed his lips lightly, and finally placed the menu on the dining table at the corner of the stove.Master Qian didn't speak, but stood quietly beside him, folded his arms, wondering what he was thinking.

Harley took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to pick up the knife that Master Qian often used, and suddenly felt that it was extremely heavy.He carefully selected the ingredients he needed from the material area. He held up the ingredients with his hands and weighed them gently, with an extremely serious expression, like a collector looking at antiques, touching them with his fingers to judge their fineness.

The washed fruits and vegetables are full of water and freshness, and the fresh meat is full of vitality. Everything can make people feel that the entrance and exit are very healthy.

Raising the knife in his hand, Harley stared closely at the ingredients under his hands, and the chopping board made a "duk-duk" sound, hitting his heart hard.

He was slightly distracted, and looked at Master Qian at the side, but saw that he seemed to be looking at him, but his eyes stretched into the distance, so he calmed down and continued to deal with the work at hand.

Fried noodles with tomato and cheese, corn chowder, roasted garlic bread, vegetable salad.

Harley picked up the menu and compared it with the various freshly baked foods on the dining table. He took a last look at Master Qian. He didn't speak, but closed his eyes. Harley pursed his lips again and called the waiter over.

Seeing the back of the waiter taking the food away, Harley suddenly became uneasy. He was obviously calm during the whole cooking process just now, but now he became nervous.

It's like pushing a child who has been trained for many years in front of everyone, because it is impossible to predict whether he will show his style or be ridiculed by everyone, so he is uneasy.

Harley walked to his stove, patted the helper called by Master Qian just now: "Let me do it..." His tone was gentle, and the trembling in his words was well concealed.

Harley's self-control is getting stronger and stronger, and he sometimes thinks that he is really becoming more and more human.

"Table [-] is about to settle the bill!" The door curtain was suddenly lifted by Dashan, and Harley's hand that was still firmly holding the kitchen knife just now trembled, and he threw it on the chopping board, making three steps in parallel. Walking to the door: "Brother Dashan! How to say it!"

Dashan tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, then opened his mouth softly: "He asked me if I changed the chef." Harley's heart rose to his throat in an instant, and he stretched out his hand to grab Dashan's arm in a hurry: " Then...then..."

Da Shan looked at his slightly frowned eyebrows because of waiting, and suddenly burst into laughter: "He pushed the empty plate onto the table and said it tasted really good!"

It took Harley a long time to catch his breath and let out a loud laugh. He stroked his chest, looked at Dashan's sneering expression, and punched him hard on the shoulder.

"It's all so idle!" Suddenly, a gentle and deep voice sounded from behind, and the people who were surrounded in the kitchen just now dispersed in an instant.

Dashan turned around, opened his mouth hoarsely, and went to the lobby by mistake.Youyou looked at his back quietly, and suddenly felt someone patting him on the shoulder, turned around, and smiled softly: "Master Qian."

"Come with me!" Master Qian left the kitchen and walked towards the backyard.Yan Han looked at him, then at Harley who went back to keep busy, and followed Master Qian to the backyard.

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Harley jumped down the curb on the side of the road lightly, holding the freshly bought vegetables and quick-frozen corn kernels in his hand.Now that Yan Yi has come to the family, he often has many scruples about eating. Harley always feels that it is very painful to even eat for a long time, so he tries to make some light and easy-to-eat food for her.

Today he thought about frying some hot and sour cabbage, shredded pork with Beijing sauce, and green beans with minced meat, and finally cooked a vegetable polenta, which was slightly sweet.The last time Yan Yi squinted his eyes and praised him when he ate: "Little Harley, you are so virtuous, my Yan Han is so lucky!"

As she said she smiled inexplicably at the expressionless Yan Han, Harley coughed twice at a loss, and tilted his head inadvertently, but saw the corners of Yan Han's mouth twitching slightly without showing any trace, but that one The moment was too fast, Harley couldn't see it clearly, and he couldn't be sure if it was real.

Harley was awakened by the sound of the horns of passing vehicles, hurriedly stopped his steps, and waited quietly at the intersection, rubbing his toes dishonestly against each other.

Today, Master Qian asked him to talk alone. At that time, Master Qian was gently holding a cigarette.The Master Qian that Harley usually sees is often holding a cigarette, sometimes almost one tree after another, even if the cough is severe, he will not let go.

But Master Qian never smokes in the kitchen, no matter how intense his addiction is.No one is watching closely behind the scenes, but Master Qian has his own professional ethics.

"You can become a teacher!" He looked at Harley who was nervous, but there was still no smile on his face. The master and apprentice sat side by side on the concrete steps, feeling slightly chilled.

Harley was shocked, and was at a loss for words for a moment: "Master...Master..." Master Qian waved his hands, frowned slightly, squinted his eyes and smoked for a while, and flicked the leftover cigarette far away with his hands. Only then did he speak again: "The guests can taste the different tastes of the dishes, but they still finish them all. This is the greatest compliment to you..."

Harley was a little puzzled, frowned slightly and looked at Master Qian's sharp-edged side face, and suddenly felt a slight sag in his cheeks: "Master..."

Master Qian waved his hands lightly, and let out a long breath: "Don't call me Master." Harley was dumbfounded, his expression a little sad, Master Qian looked at him sideways, and let out another long sigh.

"You are still young, remember, there will not be two identical leaves in the world. The best chef is not able to imitate others' taste well, but to let others taste your own taste."

own taste...

Harley nodded his head lightly, half understanding, and then watched Master Qian stand up gently. Finally, Master Qian turned around suddenly, put his hand on the top of his head, and gently moved the corner of his mouth.

It was a smile. Harley searched his memory in a daze, and suddenly found that it was the first time he saw Master Qian smiling like that after he met Master Qian.

Harley pulled up the collar of the padded jacket a little bit, it seems that winter is coming, it really is coming.

From early autumn to early winter, this was the first time Harley saw Master Qian smiling at him knowingly, which was far more exciting than guests praising the delicious food.

"I'm back!" Harley tore open the door, turned around, turned and stood still.The room was a little quiet. Harley stood quietly in the dark living room and waited for a while, then suddenly dropped his shoulders in disappointment.

"You're back!" A muffled voice suddenly came from the study, followed by a deep yawn.Harley stopped in a hurry, leaned back, and saw Yan Han wearing pajamas, with half of his chest exposed, and his arms hanging down sleepily.

Ah Jin on his shoulders also looked slumped, curled up between Harley's neck.Only Huang Doudou happily bounced back and forth at Yan Han's feet, and then rushed to Harley's feet like an arrow, wagging her tail and nodding "haha".

Harley squatted down and patted it on the head, then got up and watched Yan Han walk to the table in a faltering footstep, then poured a glass of water and drank it, sat down on the table again, and continued to lie down on the table to take a nap.

Harley stuck out his tongue lightly, ran over courteously, put the dishes on the table, knelt on the chair opposite Yan Han and approached cautiously: "It's rare to have a rest today, go to sleep indoors, it's easy to catch cold outside , I'll call you when dinner is ready."

Huang Doudou raised her head curiously, still bouncing around the table, full of energy.

Yan Han raised his head, opened his eyes with difficulty, and nodded sullenly.Harley suddenly felt that his expression brought him back more than ten years ago, which was a little childish and funny.

"Where's sister?" Harley stretched his neck and looked at Yan Han's bedroom, and found that the door was open, and the bed inside was empty.

Yan Han stood up and stretched fiercely: "I'm going to kindergarten! I feel comfortable these few days... She... has to deal with things..." After speaking, he yawned again, and then stepped into the room. into the bedroom, and then Harley heard the sound of the mattress sinking deep into the bed.

In the morning, Yan Han looked helplessly at Harley with helpless dark circles under his eyes. Finally, he covered his head with the quilt, threw his head back on the bed, and said in a muffled voice from under the quilt: "Sleep with you!" It’s more tiring than doing an operation overnight!”

Harley blushed, and tightly grabbed the quilt and shrank in a corner.

On the first night, Harley couldn't help being nervous after sharing the same bed in such a serious manner.

When he was just lying on the bed, Harley muttered about whether he should sleep in the bed or out of the bed, but Yan Han squeezed him into the bed with the steam all over his body after bathing.

Harley didn't dare to make a sound or move, he leaned sideways tightly, and took a deep breath against the wall.Yan Han raised his upper body slightly to look at him, and then lightly turned off the bedside lamp after lying down.

It was very quiet in the dark, Yan Han clasped his hands on his stomach, and slowly adjusted his breathing. He could feel the gap that Harley had deliberately left between the two of them, but he deliberately didn't want to expose it, and suddenly turned around maliciously. , sniffing tightly against the back of Harley's neck.

Harley tensed his body suddenly, trying to tighten his body, trying to reduce his sense of existence.He seemed to hear Yan Han chuckling behind him, barely audible.

Time passed slowly, and Yan Han's breathing behind him had become even in a sound sleep. Harley tried to relax his body, but suddenly pressed against Yan Han's chest.

Harley was annoyed, and gently pushed with his back, but there was no reaction at all.He was uncomfortable, not disgusted, but at a loss.In the end, it seemed to be discouraged, and he broke his can, and relaxed his whole body with the warmth of his chest.

After relaxation, is a sound sleep.Relaxation of the body promotes relaxation of the mind, and relaxation of the mind promotes relaxation of the body.

In the middle of the night, martial arts performances began in the study room.

Yan Han was woken up by an elbow blow, and the dull pain spread down his stomach in an instant. He managed to open his eyes, but was suddenly pushed to the side of his face by a palm, and his body was involuntarily pushed towards the side of the bed. He dangerously hung half of his body outside the bed.

Yan Han sat up with difficulty, and saw Harley stretching his limbs and wiping the corners of his mouth with his hands. Yan Han looked closer at him, and found that this guy was sleeping deeply, with his brows stretched.

Before he could grit his teeth, Yan Han was kicked off the bed viciously.

With a sound of "gudong", Yan Yi, who was not really sleeping, twitched lightly in the other bedroom, and then woke up. Then he stroked his stomach with clear eyes, smiled knowingly, and closed his eyes gently. eyes.

So Yan Han repeated the movement of being kicked out of bed and climbed into bed all night, until he couldn't bear to wake up Harley, but because of his innocent eyes, he waved his hand: "Sleep...sleep..."

Harley thought of Yan Han's exhausted expression in the morning, touched his face, and suddenly burst into a gorgeous smile.Gently stirring the spatula, the bell sounded at this moment.

Harley answered the phone with a smile, and a superior and gentle voice came from the receiver. He hesitated slightly, and finally sighed: "Haley, come to the hospital, Master Qian, the situation is very bad now."

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