I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it!" Aunt Wang smoothed things over, with a smile in her eyes, looking at the pair of master and apprentice: "You guys, I have been fighting for so many years over such a trivial matter, and no one sees the other. , Injustice, huh?"

Guiming's voice was a little hoarse: "I've stopped being angry a long time ago."

He reached out to find paper, Aunt Wang handed it over, and Gui Ming held it in his palm, and wiped it in no hurry after a while. In his memory, he just came to Master's small restaurant.

Every noon, the guests flocked to him, and some people laughed when they saw that he was not even above the table: "Master Zhou, where did you kidnap this kid?"

The master said: "My apprentice, how is it?" His tone was a little imperceptible showing off.

"Hey, you still have an apprentice." The guest stretched out his hand and waved at him: "Come on, little master, come here... When did you become your master Zhou's apprentice? Come here, why are you so timid?"

Guiming stood there, raised his head and looked at the master, who wiped his apron with his hand, and said in a calm voice, "What are you doing, you are going to bully my apprentice?"

The guest was a little embarrassing: "Didn't I just look at a child and want to tease him? How can it be called bullying?"

Aunt Wang came over at this moment, and she glared at the guest: "Who are you kidding? You can make fun of Master Zhou's apprentice? See, you're really full. Go away." Aunt Wang gave The human feeling is that kind of gentle and gentle, and the voice is also that kind of warm, like warm wind, it sounds very comfortable, the tone of voice is neither high nor low, and the words are round and round, giving people a sense of quality.

In Guiming's eyes, it was just a few fluffy words from a gentle-looking aunt who silenced the aggressive guest.

Little Guiming's eyes lit up, and he said "Wow--" in his heart.

Later, when Aunt Wang came to eat again, he couldn't help but walked out of the kitchen and approached her carefully: "Hello...what do you want to eat..."

Aunt Wang looked up at him and smiled, then turned her head and joked: "Master Zhou, what's the matter with you, why did you let your apprentice come out to work as a child laborer?"

His master snorted in the kitchen: "He will come out by himself." Then, he worked there with a straight face, making the kitchen clang, fully expressing his unhappiness.

Aunt Wang laughed with a "puchi", stretched out her hand to touch Xiao Guiming's little head, and handed him a piece of paper.

"Oh?" Xiao Guiming looked at the paper suspiciously, and Aunt Wang nodded her face.

Little Guiming stretched out his hand——

He stretched out his hand, as if he had returned to the time when he was young and timid, standing in front of a mature and stable adult, showing his extremely embarrassed side, and then using this napkin to wipe off the marks on his face, the tears at this time, Or the rice grains of the past.

Aunt Wang is really a very good, very good adult. He is glad that the adults he met when he was young were all very good, very good people.

Guiming couldn't help laughing, it was an extremely happy smile: "The last time Aunt Wang handed me a napkin was when rice grains stuck to my face and didn't fall off."

Aunt Wang said "Hey": "Do you still remember?"

Guiming smiled and said, "I almost forgot it, but I suddenly remembered it just now."

He raised his head, and suddenly found that most of the guests in the restaurant were actually familiar faces, but he didn't remember them at first glance. Now, as he remembered more, he was able to call out the names of several people: "Uncle Wang? Do you like it?" Add more spicy food to your cooking, but every time you think it’s not spicy enough? Isn’t it?”

The guest who was shouted by him was slightly stunned, then laughed "Ouch" and "Ouch", and explained to the guests on the left and right with a smile: "Isn't it spicy enough!"

Then he said to Guiming: "You have never been to our Hunan. People in Hunan are called spicy. You can't do it in Guangxi. It's not spicy enough."

In Guiming's memory, there was the voice shouting "Put more spiciness, make it the spiciest!", and he looked elsewhere: "Grandma Yang?"

The guest called Grandma Yang showed him a kind smile: "Little master, do you still remember me?"

Guiming said: "Remember, your teeth are not good, and the master always stew them for you."

Grandma Yang: "Your master...he is a good person, but he doesn't speak nice words."

The master interrupted impatiently: "Okay, okay, why are you still meddling in my family's business?"

Grandma Yang smiled at Guiming, and the two looked at each other, and looked away tacitly.

Master: "When did I cook it for her specially... Gas doesn't cost money. I was afraid that she would be an old woman. If something goes wrong with the food, what should I do?"

Guiming's left ear goes in and out of his right ear: "Yes, yes, the gas bill is very expensive."

Master: "When I teach you how to cook, I'm actually teaching you how to be a human being. Being a human being and doing things is actually the same as cooking. You have to master the heat..."

Guiming: "..."

Aunt Wang got up and said: "I think it's very late today, so I'll go first." She got up gently, nodded to Master and Guiming gently, then nodded to Shuanzi, and then Shi Shi ran away.

The master is still saying: "Well, let's go... Let me tell you, the heat is divided into high heat, medium heat and low heat. Don't use high heat when cooking. Don't be anxious. If you are anxious, the dishes will be mushy..."

The guests got up one after another and left from their seats.

Guiming: "..."

Only the voice of the master: "It's mushy, the outside is mushy, but the inside is still raw, half-baked, what is this called?"

Don't listen to bastard chant scriptures.

Guiming turned his head to look at Shuanzi. Shuanzi turned his head to the wall and muttered something. He then looked at Liu Youren. Liu Youren was suddenly very interested in his hands and was playing with his own fingers.

Finally, Guiming's eyes met Wang Daquan...

Wang Daquan: "..."

Master: "I said this, did you hear me?"

Guiming nodded hastily: "The heat, I know, the heat, you must pay attention to the heat when cooking!"

Master: "Am I telling you this? I'm telling you the principles of being a human being."

Guiming sighed: "Master..."

Master said "huh?"

Guiming: "Why have you been such a good culinary master for so many years, you obviously only need to cook, but why do you have to teach me the scriptures..."

Master: "..."

He was so angry that he couldn't speak fluently: "Is this a lecture? This is to teach you! Experience! The experience of someone who has been there! You..."

Gui Ming: "...But I just want to eat the dishes that Master cooks."

The master who was so angry just now lost his temper immediately: "Ah, you want to eat the dishes that master cooks." His face couldn't help being a little smug: "I told you the truth earlier, just wait!"

Then he got up and left, his pace was still a little brisk, apparently in a good mood.

After the master left, Shuanzi stopped looking at the wall, Liu Youren stopped playing with his hands, and turned their heads to look at Guiming.

With a calm expression, Gui Ming slowly spit out two words from his mouth.

"experience."

Wang Daquan gave Guiming a thumbs up quietly, and Shuanzi asked Guiming with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "When did you learn it?"

Guiming felt that Shuanzi asked the right question, but he didn't really want to answer it, as if he had learned badly.How can this be bad learning? This is experience, the experience of dealing with Master.He has grown up, but he is not as reckless as before. If he has something to say, he will be a little devious... For example, now, rather than staying here to preach to Guiming, the master wants to do it for Guiming himself. One meal.

This is the love that Master gave him, why did he reject it?It can also avoid continuing to listen to Master's nagging, killing two birds with one stone, how beautiful!

Guiming looked away from Shuanzi's face, looked at the wall on the other side, and then said "Huh?"

He got up from his seat and saw the paintings on the wall in the corridor on the other side.

"Didn't I draw this?" He walked under the painting to look at it, and made a disgusted voice: "It's so ugly, why did Master hang it up?"

Liu Youren faintly felt that the painting was a bit weird. Hearing that it was Gui Ming's handwriting, he thought it was weird, but he couldn't tell for a while, until Shuan Zi also came over, and everyone stood in front of the painting together.

Then start researching.

Wang Daquan: "What is this painting about?"

Shuanzi stared at the screen intently: "Sausage?"

Liu Youren: "Too fat."

Then he looked at Gui Ming: "What did Mr. Xiao draw?"

Gui Ming looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't remember it, but he felt that it should be his own handwriting, so he guessed blindly: "Stomach?"

Several other adults showed puzzled expressions.

Shuanzi asked, "Why did you draw a stomach?"

Where did Guiming remember: "Are you hungry?"

But I have only heard of painting cakes to satisfy hunger, who has heard of painting stomach to satisfy hunger?Guiming understands his own thoughts a little bit: "Draw it out and imagine it looks bulging, so you won't be hungry..."

But I also feel that I can't go hungry with Master, and I can barely support——

"So, it may be full." He looked at the bulging stomach in the picture: "Look, this stomach is very full."

After they left, the stomach on the screen made a "grumbling" sound and began to squirm, but because it was too full and stretched, this movement was so... a bit difficult.

It was probably too difficult to digest. After the stomach wriggled hard again, it began to vomit things out...

"Da... da..." He spat out two keys.

Stomach: "burp~~~"

Guiming and the others didn't know about this episode. It was probably the discovery of the mural that made Guiming more interested in digging into this restaurant. Maybe they could dig out another easter egg?

When he was going to a dining table, he was stopped by Shuanzi. Shuanzi said: "Mister, I almost forgot to ask you something. Are you sharing the dungeon with the passer-by again this time?" Chao Wang Daquan and the others cast a glance.

Guiming said "ah": "Yeah, let me tell you, it was quite weird at the time... There was a passer called Bai Mi..."

Taking advantage of Guiming being attracted by Shuanzi, Wang Daquan quietly stretched out his foot and kicked the waiter's head hidden under the table far away.

The waiter closed his mouth tightly, resisting cursing, and rolled into a corner with a grunt.

Guiming raised his head: "Oh? Was there any sound just now?"

Shuanzi: "Probably the sound of the sewer upstairs."

Speaking of the sewer, Guiming remembered: "Master's bathroom in this restaurant, the faucet is broken, and it hasn't been repaired yet. I promised Master, I will fix the faucet after the passer-by is gone."

Shuanzi: "..." He thought it would not be such a coincidence, he said hesitantly, "...the bathroom? Is it the one toward the kitchen?" The one he repaired?

Guiming: "Yeah?" Then: "Any questions?"

Shuan Zi categorically said: "No!" It's just that the problem is not the faucet, there is a ghost, there is a ghost! !

But no matter how Shuanzi roared in his heart, Guiming had already made up his mind to fix that faucet, but the problem was that there was no new faucet, and there was no store for this dungeon, and he might have to go back to Huo's Village.

Huo's Village.

The villagers gathered together with very serious expressions and looked at each other.

In fact, one said: "The embolus is too risky."

"Fortunately, they still left a letter." Another said.

Aunt Huo pinched the paper and looked at it, "Mr. Xiao and I are going to another copy, don't read it." She held her breath and said, "Who will go with me?"

"I go!"

"I'll go!" The villagers scrambled one after another.

"No, at least half of the people have to stay and guard the village. What if the passers-by come to break through the pass during this time?"