I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

Guiming turned on the faucet to wash off the dirty things on his hands. He put away the tools at a time and washed them one by one. When a villager came in to use the bathroom, he said, "Mr. Xiao, what are you doing? There is such a big battle." ?”

Guiming looked up and smiled: "Oh, the bathroom door is broken, I'll come over and fix it."

The villagers praised: "Mr. Xiao can do this. It's amazing. There is no Mr. Xiao who can't do things..." He turned around, as if looking for where the broken door was.

Guiming smiled "hehe": "It's okay...it's been repaired. The hinges of this door are actually a little awkward. Take it off and put some oil on it, and it will be fine." He shook his hands clean, walked over, pointed Looking at one of the doors, he said, "Here, this is the one." He pushed it, "Look, it's ready."

Villager: "As expected of Mr. Xiao."

Guiming saw that he was going to the bathroom, so he didn't stay. He smiled at him, went back and collected the washed tools, and left the bathroom.

Not long after he left, the villager looked at the door and sighed: "Sorry, I'm still a step late... Shuanzi called me here." He explained.

The door trembled slightly, shaking slightly.

Villager: "I don't know if it will help..." He bit his finger, and the blood dripped on the door, and the door stopped shaking. I'll explain." After finishing speaking, he left the bathroom.

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Shuanzi took out his hair: "How about it, I asked my friend to save your partner, are you relieved now? Don't cry, my head will explode from crying."

Although trying to make the chef owe him a favor, Shuanzi still insisted on raising the issue of hair——

"Master Zhou, there is something, I really can't help it, your hair..."

As he spoke, he took out the bundle of hair from his purse, and the hair kept twisting in his hands, making a "chirp" sound.

Master Zhou glanced at him, and then at Shuanzi: "Don't tell me I haven't remembered, you were the one who did something to the hair earlier, right?"

Shuan Zi: "..." He was so beaten up that he almost forgot what he was going to say, so he bit the bullet and said, "...This is a misunderstanding."

Master Zhou glanced at his hair, he didn't know what happened, he just said: "You bullied her first, and then saved her, this matter... It's the two of you's business, I can't get involved."

"Why can't you interfere? Could it be that you really asked her to go back to Huo's Village with me?"

Master Zhou glanced at Shuanzi, then turned his head away, indifferently: "If she is willing, I can't force it, can I?"

embolus:"……"

Knowing that Master Zhou has nothing to do here, Shuanzi can only work hard on the hair, and when he heard that Guiming attacked the bathroom door again, and the ghost hiding there was Hair's partner, Shuanzi realized that the opportunity had come.

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He was waiting for the villagers at the corner, and the villagers came over and said, "Embolic."

"How is it?" Shuanzi looked up at the villagers. In fact, he didn't care much, but his hair was always buzzing.

The villager said "Oh" and said, "When I went, Mr. Xiao had already repaired the door..."

Shuanzi: "..." The hair that had just calmed down will start to grow up again.

The villagers quickly said: "But I think what ghosts need, blood and so on should also be useful? So I quickly dripped a few drops of blood on it, and I feel that the door is much better."

Shuanzi didn't expect that this guy was quite clever, and he immediately thought of a remedy. He took a look at this guy, who was considered to be the younger generation of the villagers: "Not bad."

The guy laughed "hehe" twice: "It's mainly because Master Zhou gave me inspiration." Then he looked at the hair on Shuanzi's hand: "Uncle Shuanzi, your blood should be useful to her, and it's okay to raise it." Nothing."

You don’t feel pain in your back when you stand and talk... Shuanzi glanced at him, then raised the hand with his hair in his hand: "Why don't you come?"

The boy quickly shook his head: "No, no, I can't take it anymore, my uncle is still waiting for me, so I'll go first!" After speaking, he ran away.

Shuanzi snorted, "You brat."

-

Guiming went back to put away all the tools and everything, then took a shower, got the chef's uniform left by his master to change into, looked in the mirror, let alone, it looked like that.

He put his hat on, fastened his belt, jumped on the spot twice, and after making sure it wasn't loose, he walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as he stepped on the corridor, the kitchen utensils that were busy in the back kitchen stopped one after another.

Master Zhou muttered: "Why so fast..." He put on his hat, took the kitchen utensils aside and started to stir fry.

For a while, the whole kitchen changed from the bustle just now to the tranquility of one person.

Guiming stood at the door, poking his head: "Master, have you done so much by yourself?"

Master Zhou hummed: "What's the matter? When you come, the day lily is cold..." After a while: "The door has been repaired?"

Gui Ming: "Okay, the hinge is a little rusty. I used sandpaper to remove the rust and then applied some oil."

Master Zhou let out a "hiss".

Gui Ming hurried over: "What's the matter, Master?" He asked with concern, "Is it splashed by oil?"

"No, no, it's okay, you stand far away." Master Zhou just thought of the door that was worn off by the iron sandpaper and the surface was rusted with Yin Qi, so he shivered in disbelief... His apprentice can definitely invent how to torture ghosts Thousands of tutorials, it should be very popular with passers-by...

He thought too much for a moment, and he was a little absent-minded.

Guiming had already stepped aside, turned around the entire back kitchen, and said enthusiastically, "Master, what am I doing?"

Master Zhou: "You disposed of that chicken."

Guiming agreed, and the master and apprentice were busy in the kitchen.

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The villagers are a little restless.

According to the simple and simple thinking of the villagers, they are most afraid of owed favors, but they are too embarrassed to refuse Master Guiming's enthusiasm, and the villagers feel a little sorry for eating a meal for nothing, and feel uneasy, as if There is a stone, just hanging in the air, it feels like it won’t hit the ground——

"Although Master Zhou wants to invite us for free, we can't really be like the uncle, sitting there waiting for nothing! We must do something for Master Zhou!" Aunt Huo said.

"Would you like to leave some beads for Master Zhou?" Several villagers suggested.

Aunt Huo was very annoyed: "Of course it's no problem, I'm afraid that Master Zhou won't accept it!" She looked around, saw this huge restaurant, only a few waiters were lazy, wandering around bored, not even a cleaning person.

Aunt Huo's eyes lit up: "After all, the restaurant has to receive customers, and the most important thing is to be decent. Let's give Master Zhou a cleanliness in this restaurant!"

There are more than a dozen villagers, and they are all strong workers in the village. Cleaning up a restaurant is really a trivial matter.

They looked left and right, found tools at hand, and started to work.

Those who mop the floor mop the floor, and those who wipe the table wipe the table.

The waiter next to him saw it, his head was about to drop from fright, and he was dumbfounded: "You guys... this is..."

Aunt Huo was smiling, she was very busy with things, she had a loud voice and strong mobility, she dragged the waiter to the side to make room for the big brother mopping the floor: "Little brother, come and sit for a while, we People from the village, it’s rare to come to your place, I came empty-handed, I didn’t prepare anything..."

The waiter was taken aside by Aunt Huo's strong hands, looking weak and helpless, his voice stuttered a bit: "No, you, you don't have to do this, we want to entertain you more..."

"What are you talking about, hahaha!" Aunt Huo patted the waiter on the shoulder, laughing so hard that her throat was exposed: "Why are you being so polite to me!"

With a "click", the waiter's head was knocked off, and he rolled twice on the ground... The villagers who mopped the ground picked it up, shouting: "Aunt Huo." What are you doing?" She looked at Aunt Huo with a blank look.

Aunt Huo: "..."

The atmosphere was so awkward.

She could only laugh dryly, stuffing her head on the waiter's neck again, and then enthusiastically: "Your neck is not strong, and your head always falls off. Sister, I am famous for my handiwork in the village. Do you want me to give you a handicraft?" Sew it for you?"

The waiter shook his head, almost threw it out again, and kept saying, "No, no, it's really not necessary."

Acting like a poor girl who was raped, with fear and fear written all over her face.

Fortunately, the previously hidden guests gradually appeared on the booth. Aunt Wang sighed and walked over to rescue the weak, pitiful and helpless waiter boy.

"Sister Huo." Aunt Wang stood far away and greeted Aunt Huo. She had a very good temperament and gave off a feeling of warm wind blowing on her face. She smiled helplessly at Aunt Huo.

In Aunt Huo's eyes, she has a natural admiration for two kinds of people, one is people who have read books, and thinks that those who have read books are educated and amazing, and the other is people like Aunt Wang. She looks like a lady from an official family, a person with temperament and self-cultivation.Involuntarily, she stood a head short in front of these people, and at the same time disliked herself for being too vulgar and uneducated, and at the same time felt that her fingers were too thick, her appearance was too ugly, and she couldn't show her hands anywhere.

Aunt Huo couldn't help showing a somewhat cautious expression: "What's your name sister... I'm just a peasant woman in the village, I can be a proper one..." But the smile on her face never faded away. Obviously, the name "sister" made her quite happy. Cool.

Aunt Wang came over, patted the waiter on the shoulder, and said softly, "Xiao Tong, go and help the villagers, it's because we are too spoiled for you, you are too lazy."

Xiaotong left in a hurry.

Aunt Wang took Aunt Huo to the booth and took a seat: "Sister Huo, you don't have to be so polite with me. What kind of peasant woman is too self-effacing. In this era, if you eat on your own strength, you are an independent woman. What kind of peasant woman is not a peasant woman?" .”

This was the first time Aunt Huo heard such a word, she thought it sounded so good, especially when it came from Aunt Wang's mouth, it made most of her bones go numb.

Originally, she always yelled at the top of her voice, but sitting opposite Aunt Wang, she unexpectedly had a natural shyness of her daughter's family, and she couldn't help lowering her voice.

"How can there be..." She covered her mouth and smiled, and looked at Aunt Wang intently, her eyes seemed to be watery: "What kind of woman am I? Look at me, I don't look like a woman at all."

Aunt Wang took her hand down, and comparing the two, Aunt Wang's hand was white and tender, while Aunt Huo's hand was black and thick, she couldn't resist pulling it out, but was dragged by Aunt Wang's cold hand hold on.

"You are." She looked at Aunt Huo's eyes that she wanted to avoid, and said with certainty.

Aunt Huo: "..."

Aunt Wang held her hand: "This does not prove that you are not like a woman, on the contrary, this is evidence of your greatness."

Hard work and exhaustion are the daily routine of farmers. Regardless of men or women, their bodies are engraved with many, many scars and pains from life. They will envy the skin that can never be tanned in the city. The women inside all have a pair of white and tender hands that look like babies.

How can it be so thin and soft?Don't they have to work?

Then he looked at his hand, sighed, no longer envious, and started to go to a new day's work.

For such a long time, Aunt Huo didn't speak for a long time, her dark face just showed a smile, then she grinned and laughed non-stop.

Aunt Wang asked her how old she was. After comparing them, she found that the two were similar. In fact, Aunt Wang was actually a few months older than Aunt Huo.

"Call me sister." Aunt Wang said.

How could Aunt Huo cry out? In her life, she had always been strong in front of her parents and men. A person who was used to being strong was defeated by Aunt Wang.

"oops……"

Aunt Wang smiled and said, "Don't be ashamed..."

Aunt Huo covered her face: "How can I scream!"

"Okay, then I won't force you." Aunt Wang asked Aunt Huo to sit with her: "Let's start enjoying the blessings now, and let the little one do the work."

"It's early..." Aunt Huo said, "Where can I start to enjoy the blessings, those little ones haven't stood up at all."

Aunt Wang poured her a cup of tea: "You just hold everything in your hands, how can you do this, put it away properly, and hand it over to others..." She looked like there were ants biting her under her butt Aunt Huo held back her smile, "Don't worry!"

Aunt Huo gave Aunt Wang a cowardly look, but didn't really dare to stand up: "...can't let go, oops..."

"Don't yell." Aunt Wang finally couldn't help laughing: "As soon as you get up, I want to laugh." Then she covered her mouth and laughed non-stop.

Aunt Huo: "..." She was in a daze at first and didn't know what was funny here, but seeing Aunt Wang's happy smile, she couldn't help but also grinned: "Is it so funny? Then Let me say a few more oops, and you smile more, you look good when you smile."

Aunt Huo felt that a person like Aunt Wang should sit pampered every day and not let her do anything but make her laugh every day. If she was a man, she would definitely do this.

Aunt Wang stopped laughing. She really liked Aunt Huo's character. In dealing with people, Aunt Wang has always been gentle, like a big sister, taking care of others, but Aunt Huo seemed to be on the opposite side of her. Not gentle at all, not even a little bit feminine, she is careless, with a strong personality, like a man.

But... extremely cute.

"Don't you really call me sister?" Aunt Wang pretended to be sad and said, "I always wanted to have a younger sister."

Aunt Huo: "..."

She couldn't help her head getting dizzy, and Aunt Wang didn't hold back, so she looked at her and laughed again.

-

Guiming had already processed all the ingredients, so the master went over to check. After the inspection, he asked Guiming to try to cook some dishes, but the master would watch from the sidelines.

Guiming has been eager to try it for a long time. He hasn't used Master's new kitchen yet, and this is the first time.

As soon as he got started, he felt that these kitchen utensils were extremely handy. Originally, when he used them for the first time, there should have been a break-in period, and he was even ready to mess up, but he didn't.

He couldn't help being surprised: "Master, your pot must be very expensive, right?"

The master stared at the cauldron with a hint of warning, but at the same time he was a little vigilant: "Why, you are not enough to take away your master's knife, and you don't even let the cauldron go?"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after the master finished saying this, Gui Ming felt that the pot in his hand was turned upside down.

He thought, this must be an illusion, it may be the inertia generated by the strength just now, how could the pot tilt by itself?

He suppressed his doubts, feeling that Master is almost treating him as a thief now, so he couldn't help but complain: "Master, in your eyes, am I that kind of person?"

Of course you are not that kind of person in Master's eyes, but those kitchen utensils can't be guaranteed.Master Zhou thought to himself, when the food delivery man came and sent Guiming to school, he had to check it carefully to avoid any unknown species being mixed in.

These ghosts almost ran away from home when they sent Xiao Guiming to school. Thanks to him staying in the kitchen all the time, nothing major happened. Receive such a large number of high-quality ghosts.

It's too deceiving.

But even so, Master Zhou himself had the nightmare of Xiao Guiming going to school several times and being bullied by others, the little one was locked in the bathroom, shed tears of grievance, and shouted at the master , so that Master Zhou, the whole ghost was haggard.

It wasn't until the insinuating news of Guiming from the little Sanlun who delivered the food that little Guiming had gained three catties because of the good school food, that Master Zhou stopped having nightmares.

That is, the little cutie in the dream will suddenly turn into a small ball.

Master Zhou: "..."

He pulled away from his past memories: "Just do it. It's out of line for you to take away a knife. You really plan to take away your master's kitchen. Will your master still do business?"

"Oh." Gui Ming let out a resentful "Oh", and he didn't know if it was an illusion. The kitchen utensils that were used very well just now seemed to have become dejected.

For example, this pot, which was originally as light as a swallow, was now so heavy that it seemed to be stuffed with a weight. Gui Ming bumped it several times, but almost didn't get up.

Why is it suddenly not working?Gui Ming couldn't figure it out. All the kitchen utensils he used were "smart" kitchen utensils. They were too casual, and when they were in a bad mood, some wanted to strike.

It could have been done in an hour, but now it doesn't look like it will work in less than two hours. Master Zhou couldn't stand it, so he asked Guiming to go to the side for a rest: "Okay, don't tire yourself out."

He wants to do a good job of thinking for this group of kitchen utensils on strike-so what is it called, a chef who can't do thinking work, isn't he a good cook?Weidao often talks about Guiming at length, and his feelings are learned through experience with disobedient kitchen utensils.

Today's master is also an extremely caring psychological teacher.

So being a boss is really not easy. You have to take care of the business of your family and care about the physical and mental health of your employees.

difficult...

Guiming was indeed a little tired. He just took a shower, and now he was sweating again. The most important thing was that he wanted to go to the bathroom, so he told Master to go to the bathroom, and Master Zhou nodded.

As soon as Guiming left, Master Zhou began to educate the kitchen utensils at length: "Look at you, one by one, cheer up, I'm not like you!"

"Am I willing to do that? But Mingzai is halfway through school, whether it's his studies that are more important or mine, of course his studies are more important!"

"When he finishes reading the book, we will be busy with things here. What is left to Guiming is a world of ordinary people that we have always wanted him to live. There are no passers-by and no dungeons. Yes, how nice! Don't get involved in our messy things!"

"You guys, one by one, you know better than I do, but you're here to play me a child's temper again, what's the matter, do you really think you're little public servants? See, I'm used to you... one by one !"

When Guiming came back after going to the bathroom and washing his face, Master Zhou had already persuaded the kitchen utensils to go on strike.

A new day, a new beginning.

Now that you know you can't keep Guiming, you have to give Guiming the happiest time at the last moment!

Come on!Kitchen ghost!

After the new wave of chicken blood stimulation, the kitchen utensils are already eager to try. Guiming was still a little frustrated, but suddenly he was cured by the energetic kitchen utensil ghosts again.

He couldn't help being pleasantly surprised: "It's even easier than when I first started!"

Guiming began to reflect on himself, what happened to him when he went to the toilet, why did he suddenly have a huge leap in technology! ?

Master Zhou stood by and watched, with a loving smile on his face: "Whatever I say, I will say that you can do it, you are talented!"

Gui Ming really believed in Master Zhou's nonsense, he was already drifting away, he really thought that he was a once-in-a-century culinary genius, and what was even more shocking was that the genius was still a 15-year-old junior high school student.

He is so awesome!

Just when Guiming was floating.

There was a knock at the back kitchen door——

"Ding dong!—Welcome to watch!"

Guiming couldn't help turning his head to the side, and wanted to look towards the door, but Master Zhou said, "It should be the food delivery person. You continue to do yours. I'll go and have a look."

Guiming said "oh", after frying this, he put the dishes in the steamer to keep warm, washed his hands under the tap, and walked towards the door out of curiosity.

The door of the back kitchen was half-opened, and it was pulled open at this moment, and an old man with gray hair pushed the tricycle in. The cart was full of all kinds of fresh vegetables, which were placed in boxes and boxes.

The old man took off the bamboo hat, wiped the sweat on his neck with the white towel on his shoulders, and said, "Something happened recently, so I was late."

Master Zhou asked next to him, "What's the matter?"

The old man who delivered the food said: "The school where I delivered the food, a child was lost, the parents went to find it, and had a fight with the school leader, and now there are missing person notices everywhere..."

"Let me tell you, that child is probably gone." He took out a missing person notice from his hand: "Here—your restaurant has a lot of traffic, have you seen it?"