little husband

How does it feel after embracing the male god? Just look at Song Shi's current situation. It's very complicated.Ask him if he is happy, that's of course, you don't need to ask, you know it, when you smile, your mouth is almost grinning, and your heart is like a honeypot stuffed, full of thick sweet fragrance.But behind the joy was anxiety, the honey pot suddenly turned into many buckets, stirring up and down, which made him extremely uneasy.

What if Yin Ming'an hated himself from now on?Or what to do with cold violence against him?He would rather Yin Ming'an beat him and scold him than hate him and ignore him.

Song Shi was uneasy and didn't dare to move, because he was afraid of waking up Yin Ming'an, and then faced a bunch of things he didn't dare to face, so he let him be an ostrich for a while, so as to make the happiness at this moment a little longer.

"Bang bang bang." Song Shi wanted to stop time at this moment, but it was a pity that someone didn't think so, "Boss, the shop is open."

"..." Song Shi remembered, today is Monday, and the working day is about to start.I really want to die, why do people always come out to spoil the fun.

The sound of "bang bang bang" outside was still going on regularly. Although there was a living room and two doors separated, the sound became muffled when it came in, but Song Shi didn't want the other party to continue. It didn't matter if he woke him up , it would be bad to wake up the male god.

Song Shi got up lightly, put on a pair of dark blue cropped trousers, took a loose black T-shirt, and walked outside while putting it on.Pushing open the door softly, flashing out quickly, seeing the bulge on the bed when closing the door, feeling extremely at ease in my heart.

"Oh." Youyou sighed, it would be great if he was always so steady, Song Shi gently closed the door.

The small restaurant is a two-story building, the downstairs is transformed into a restaurant, and the upstairs is where Song Shi lived.The Back Street area was built by ordinary people with a little money in their hands before the founding of the People’s Republic of China. The building was not spacious, cramped, and tight. The upper floor could barely accommodate a two-bedroom, a palm-sized living room and a small kitchen built out of it. , the bathrooms are such a small one.It's good to take a bath in winter, but when it's hot this day, it gets stuffy inside.

Every time he took a shower, Song Shi felt very resentful, and really wanted to build a piece together to expand the bathroom.

The entire old city belongs to the historical and cultural heritage. Every brick and tile is registered and cannot be changed at will. The buildings in their backstreets are not very old, but they are also part of it. In the Song Dynasty, they secretly changed the second floor to As it is now, he doesn't want to come a second time due to the black-and-white decoration.

The bathroom will be used as well.

After dismissing the people outside the door first, Song Shifei quickly took care of himself, yawned and went downstairs.

A small restaurant opens on weekdays, serving breakfast and lunch. The breakfast is simple, but the highlight is lunch.There are a total of four permanent employees in the delicious restaurant, the chef, the second chef, the cashier, the waiter, including Song Shi, five people are busy with the morning meal.At noon, there are two additional handymen. The takeaway is contracted to other people, and these workers are not counted in the delicious restaurant.

Song Shi is both the boss and the employee, it would be impossible without him.

The one who knocked on the door in the morning was Xiaoya, a shy but stubborn girl who came up to knock on the door.When Song Shi came downstairs, he saw Xiaoya. The pretty little girl was filling the large rice cooker with glutinous rice. Purple glutinous rice was added to the white glutinous rice, making the rice balls more beautiful.

The breakfast in the delicious restaurant is very simple, egg pancakes and glutinous rice balls, plus salty and sweet preserved egg porridge and red bean paste.It sounds very simple, and you have made four things in total, but it is not the same thing when you actually make it. There are more than a dozen ingredients in the omelette and rice balls, and it takes a while to prepare.With more and more ingredients, the process becomes more complicated, cutting, frying, boiling and stewing, the quantity is small but precise, and it takes a lot of effort.

"Morning boss." Xiaoya said hello to Song Shi with a shy smile. She has been working in Haomei for almost half a year, and Xiaoya is still shy and shy when getting along with everyone, her shy smile is simple and pure.

"Morning, Xiaoya." Song Shi casually took out a large fried dough stick packed in a wooden barrel, and took a bite, full of oily and noodle fragrance.Egg pancakes and glutinous rice balls contain deep-fried dough sticks as an ingredient. Their small restaurant buys a large bucket every day. The deep-fried dough sticks are made by the breakfast shop at the corner of the back street. The deep-fried dough sticks are as thick as an adult’s arm and are just out of the oven. It is fragrant and crispy when it is cold, and it will not feel greasy after it is cooled and softened. It has been made for decades, and I have to accept it.

One fried dough stick can wrap four rice balls or two egg pancakes, which is the most time-saving and cost-effective.

Song Shi ate one and thought it tasted really good, so he stretched out his sinful hand to the wooden barrel again, and was stared at by the head of the delicious kitchen, "If it's not enough, you can buy it yourself!"

"Huh, just go." The boss is eating a deep-fried dough stick!Song Shi continued to eat, he was starving to death, and currently there is only deep-fried dough sticks in the store to fill his stomach.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I'll buy it after I use it up." The second chef was speaking, a young man who was about the same age as Song Shi, but thinner, carrying a bucket full of water with difficulty, and walked with a limp. With a limp, the chef hurried up to get the bucket, "Brother, I can carry it."

"Don't carry it if you can move it. Are you hungry? If you are hungry, go eat a deep-fried dough stick. I also bought soy milk for you. It's in the cabinet with sugar."

"Oh, it's not fair, I also want to drink soy milk." It's so pitiful, the world where the boss is stared at even if he eats fried dough sticks is really cruel, and there is no soy milk to drink.

"I, myself, buy, you blushing, rippling guy."

"Where am I rippling, don't talk nonsense."

The second chef smiled and pointed to the back of Song Shi's neck, "Brother bought several cups of soy milk, each of us has some."

Song Shi covered his neck with a guilty conscience, and looked in the mirror, but found no trace of ambiguity!In the mirror, you can only see the front, and you can see the back if you don't look carefully.

"Don't cover it up." Chef Geng Ming waved his hands leisurely, "Everyone saw the little virgin."

Song Shi stared, "Not a virgin anymore."

"Ha ha."

"囧." What did he say?

"Hey, who did you spend the night with yesterday? Your dream lover, Mr. Yin, is gone." The chef poked Song Shi ambiguously.Yin Ming'an often comes to the store, and all the delicious employees know him, and know that the elegant and elegant elite man is the boss' dream lover. Oh, the boss's sexuality is not a secret in the store, everyone knows it.

"Hey." Song Shixue Geng Ming laughed, "I won't tell you."

Geng Ming shrugged, "I'm not interested in knowing yet. Ah Le, come here, don't stay with Song Shi, be careful of being led into trouble."

Geng Le scratched his head in embarrassment, gave Song Shi an apologetic look of "Don't blame him, he is that kind of virtue", and then fled to the arms of their family Geng Ming, and started cooking red bean paste and porridge side by side.

"Tch, show your affection early in the morning, show off your singles, what should you do if you are a single dog." It was the cashier Xiaomei in the shop who was talking. Xiaomei was washing the vegetables in the back just now, and came in with her hands wet after washing. , Looking back and forth, I found a rag to dry my hands.

The chef Geng Ming and the second chef Geng Le are a couple. Everyone knows that they are not brothers, but orphans in the same orphanage. They grew up together. Geng Ming took care of Geng Le like an older brother. Everyone who can't do without each other is together, it's perfect.

"Miss Xiaomei." It's better for Xiaoya, he tugged Xiaomei to make her talk less, Song Shixin wanted to give Xiaoya a raise, but no one else did. "The table outside has not been set yet, boss~" Looking at Song Shi shyly, the meaning is very clear, as the only male laborer who is idle, he went to move the table.

"..." Forget the salary increase, just pretend that he didn't say anything, being a boss is exhausting.

There is a clear division of labor in the store. The chef with a big waist and a round iron tower is responsible for purchasing the ingredients needed every day. Geng Ming grew up in the old city, and he can get some fresh ingredients that others can't get. Song Shi was amazed by the channels.He is still very good at cooking. He started working in the back kitchen when he was twelve or thirteen years old. Later, he went to a culinary school with his own skills. He learned cooking in an orthodox manner. After graduation, he worked in a five-star hotel with rich experience.Just 30 years old this year, he has a lot of savings, and he can support a store by himself, but he chose to come to work for Song Shi, Song Shi is still very grateful.

Song Shi was able to get such a big treasure, it was also the fate of two people, Geng Ming was Song Shi's inmate, the two lived in the same room, and became friends because of their similar temperament.Both Geng Ming and Geng Le are orphans and have no relatives. Geng Le was outside alone and injured a leg. No matter how much savings Geng Ming left for him, it was useless. It was Song Shi who told his younger sister Song when she came to visit relatives. Help take care.Geng Ming thought about this feeling, and when the two of them were released, he heard that Song Shi was going to open a small restaurant and offered to help, so he became the chef of Hao Delicious Tianzi and took charge of the kitchen of the small restaurant.

At [-]:[-] a.m., everything was ready, and Haomei started to start a breakfast business. The second chef Geng Le was in charge of making egg pancakes, the waiter Xiaoya was making glutinous rice balls, and the cashier Xiaomei was in charge of serving porridge and red bean paste to customers. Responsible for collecting money, even though they opened late, the business is really good, and there are a lot of repeat customers.

The things at Song Shi’s house are not cheap at all. The simplest egg pancake (the batter made of cornmeal and flour, plus an egg, some mustard diced and sweet bean sauce is five yuan, and an extra meat dish is one yuan, and an extra A vegetarian dish costs [-] cents) and the simplest glutinous rice balls (rice balls are divided into sweet and salty types, the sweet ones are filled with sugar, peanuts and fried dough sticks, five yuan each, the simplest version of the salty one-quarter fried dough sticks and diced mustard, and then brushed Layer of sweet noodle sauce, that is also five yuan) Everything is five yuan, look at other people's homes, it is only four yuan at most, they are worth one yuan.But there is a reason why their home is expensive. The materials are real, the taste is delicious, and the environment is quite hygienic. A white-collar worker who works in an office building is not short of that two dollars. Who would spend more money to buy something safe, clean and delicious? I don't want to.

The business was as good as ever, and Song Shi wasn't worried at all, even if the business was not good, he wasn't worried either. His detached state of mind had changed a lot. He wanted money, but enough was enough.He was making breakfast for Yin Ming'an who was sleeping peacefully upstairs. He scoured a handful of rice and put it into the casserole, added sweet and clear well water, covered it, boiled it over high heat, and then slowly boiled it over low heat. Good rice porridge is blooming, and every grain of rice is wrapped in the fragrant rice soup. The rice is rich in fragrance and smells sweet and sweet. It is paired with two small dishes made by Song Shi himself. I think Yin Mingan will like it Bar!Maybe?