RuA Cat Bistro

The author has something to say: It is... a rival in love——

The sky quickly darkened, and the night fell. After cleaning up the restaurant, Shen Shi'an took a small notebook and lay down on the bar, and began to list the ingredients that would need to be pre-delivered by the delivery store tomorrow.The storage room of Zhiwei Kitchen has been emptied today, and the running water is higher than in the past month.Now that he has some money in his hands, Shen Shian wants to try to cook some high-end dishes. He looked at the water tank in the corner of the storage room that had been idle for a long time. Zhulian Dongxingban used to be the signature dish of Zhiwei Kitchen, but after Shen Shian took over, the business was sluggish. Well, no one ordered Dong Xingban until he died, so this dish gradually disappeared from the menu, but now, it's probably time to try it.

Two Dong Xingban, one catty of dried matsutake, green bamboo shoots, lettuce, beef, chicken... Shen Shi'an thought and tapped his fingertips on the small book, while holding a brush in the other hand to finish writing the ingredients needed in the store. The black cat lay down next to him and stared softly at him, its little jet-black tail twitched leisurely and slowly in mid-air. It had long since lost its will to toss after being tired, but it still followed Shen Shi'an step by step, very sticky.

Shen Shi'an saw the tired and well-behaved look of it lying on the bar counter, lowered half of his eyelids, lowered his head, and added [two large zebra prawns] to the last line of the completed material list.

After he finished writing, he took a photo and sent it to the purchasing store that he has cooperated with for many years. This store has been supplying ingredients to Zhiwei Kitchen since Shen Shian was a child.At that time, there was a van parked at the back door every morning at seven o’clock in the morning. The boss was an enthusiastic person. His skin was tanned when he drove all the year round. He laughed loudly but his palms were warm. He helped unload the goods and pick up the vegetables every time. , and in winter, he would bring roasted warm sweet potatoes to Shen Shi'an.

Shen Shi'an went back to the kitchen after sending the message to the boss.There are also two thick and large purple-skinned taros in the pool, which he left on purpose today.

As night fell, the pedestrian street separated by two alleys was very lively, but there were no stalls or food stalls on the main road where the city government was located. Occasionally, a car roared away with low beams at the door, and then fell into a long road. In the quiet of time.

The hall of Zhiwei Kitchen has been closed, and only the row of warm light chandeliers in front of the cooking table still emit soft light, using it as the center to dispel the surrounding darkness, casting warmth on Shen Shian's face with his head bowed and peeling, and the eyelashes left behind on the eyelids. The next shadow.

There is silence all around, and there is the sound of peelers scraping and rubbing taro.

"Meow——" the black cat got up from the bar in silence, with its two front paws on the green steps, its chin on the edge of the marble, and a pair of small eyes looking at Shen Shi'an through the gap. "Meow--"

Shen Shi'an put the peeled snow-white taro in a transparent glass basin, raised his eyelids and saw the black cat barking at him softly, with a hint of pity in its crystal eyes.

"You want to come in?"

The black cat stirred its little tail and let out a soft cry again: "Meow——"

There are no customers in the store now, and there is nothing in the kitchen that the black cat can steal except for two raw taro and a pile of condiments.Shen Shi'an looked at the pair of crystal amber eyeballs, fell in love with the cuteness of this stupid cat, leaned forward and lifted the black cat by the back of the neck and put it on the cooking table next to the sink. "Lie down obediently."

Shen Shi'an tried to put the black cat as far away from the stove as possible, and then washed his hands again, and took the peeled taro under the faucet, and the snow-white taro was dripping with water under the light.

Shen Shi'an was holding the cutting board, and just as he lifted the knife, the black cat that was lying on one side stood up.Shen Shi'an turned his head with the knife in his hand, and warned lightly, "Don't move around."

"Meow——" The black cat looked at the cold blade weakly and then retracted and lay down on the table, just looking at him with its small eyes.

Shen Shi'an changed the taro to a hob and cut it into evenly sized pieces, then threw it into a pot with water and started cooking.

The black cat pressed its two paws in front of it, obediently lying on the table without moving, just twitching its tail obediently.Unknowingly, Shen Shi'an was also gradually captured by this cat. While cooking taro, he picked up the ball of wool left by the previous guest, leaned down and looked directly at the black cat to tease it.The black cat nestled on the cooking table. It didn't play around like it did on the bar before. It just watched curiously and pawed again and again with its little paws.

Shen Shi'an held the ball, and whenever the black cat moved forward, he would raise it up, and whenever the black cat moved forward, he would raise it higher, and he never tired of letting the little paws hit the air.The black cat pricked up its ears amid repeated failures, its golden eyes swung up and down with the rising and falling balls, and its little paws hung in the air and fluttered in the air.

Seeing its silly and cute appearance, Shen Shi'an liked it very much. He put one hand on the table and climbed down to look at the black cat. He said provocatively, "I can't reach it, I can't reach it, I can't reach it."

After the black cat flew into the air again, its golden pupils pressed down, and the next moment, the cat that was staring at the ball suddenly changed its target unexpectedly, stretching its neck and probing towards Shen Shi'an fiercely.

bar-

The black cat's small tongue licked Shen Shi'an's lips, and the soft barbs on the tongue swept over the lips, causing them to feel numb when touched.

It moved swiftly and swiftly. No matter how fast Shen Shi'an reacted, he just backed away in panic and distanced himself from the incident. The movement was too big and his back hit the refrigerator directly. He leaned back and stared in shock with a confused face Look at his black cat.

The water was already boiling, and the smell of taro spread in the kitchen with the gurgling sound. Shen Shi'an stared at the black cat for a long time, and the shock surged out like a tsunami, and then slowly receded in the black cat's innocent and ignorant eyes. "Forget it." Shen Shi'an rubbed his lower lip with the back of his hand, stood up, walked to the cooking table and turned off the fire, took out the cooked taro with a colander and put it on absorbent paper to control the water, the numbness on his lips was still very clear, He didn't know how many times he comforted himself: "You are just a cat."

The cat tilted its head, looked at Shen Shi'an calmly standing in front of the cooking table and was busy again, licked his lips, and let out a happy "meow——"

Shredded taro is a home-cooked dish and Shen Shian’s favorite sweet. When he was young, Shen’s mother would often serve a plate of taro as a night snack when he stayed up late to do homework. The soft taro is wrapped in amber icing, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The soft taro mash wrapped in a crispy shell is squeezed out, and the aroma of the taro and the sweetness of the syrup explode in the mouth. The feeling is enough to soothe any fatigue.This dish represents the stability in the middle of the night and the belonging of home.Shen Shi'an mashed the starch into the taro that had been watered down in the glass basin and grasped it evenly. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't eaten it.

But today, I suddenly miss it very much.

Pour one-third of the golden yellow peanut oil into the pot, and the black cat smelled the fragrant oil and pricked up its ears and began to probe its brain.Shen Shi'an pushed down its furry head. "This is oil, do you know?" He pointed to the golden oil pan with small bubbles constantly bubbling from the bottom, "Throw you in, and it will come out with a plate of delicious cat meat."

The black cat raised its head and listened to his vivid description of the fried cat. It hurriedly shrank its neck and slammed it back, and cried weakly: "Meow——"

Kitty is not right.

The oil pan was heated to [-]% heat, Shen Shi'an put the starch-coated taro into it, and it was sizzling-after the taro was put into the pan, the oil blossoms turned up, and the hot oil rolled in the pot like waves, and the snow-white taro coated with starch was among them It was dyed a layer of golden yellow, and the fragrance also came out along with it, filling the entire restaurant.Shen Shi'an stirred slowly with a spoon to prevent sticking to the pan, and poured hot oil on top little by little.

"Meow——" the black cat still wanted to see it, and raised its head to take a quick look at the pot, then retracted weakly, and licked its lips with its pink and tender tongue.

Fragrant, think exactly.

When the taro is fried to golden brown, take it out and control the oil. Shen Shian changes to another pot, adds a spoonful of pure water, pours in white sugar and starts to cook the sugar coating.The candy box was next to the black cat. Shen Shi'an opened it and forgot to close it. The little glutton poked his head in and stuck out his little tongue to lick it, then quickly retracted it. Shen Shi'an caught it straight.

"You can eat everything anyway." Shen Shi'an reluctantly closed the lid of the sugar box, and stretched out his fingers to wipe the sugar off his nose. "Steal again to sterilize you."

"Meow——" the black cat was lying on the bar, its front and rear paws moved little by little and slowly retreated.

I dare not.

The snow-like soup gradually melted at high temperature, bubbling and bubbling while stirring. The black cat looked at the bubbling syrup in the pot, tilted its head and moved its ears, and stared curiously at the small bubbles rising in the pot Bubbles burst one by one.

Shen Shi'an boiled the syrup into a bright yellow color of sesame oil, turned off the heat and poured in the golden taro that had controlled the oil, stirred it evenly with a bamboo and wooden spatula, and put it on a plate.

Each piece of taro is evenly coated with a layer of amber crystal clear sugar coating, and the thick and thick syrup flows down and spreads on the bottom of the plate, shining like jade.Shen Shi'an picked up a piece with a fork, raised his hand and pulled out a long strand of tangled sugar, he swung his wrist towards the plate and circled it.

Sugar threads as thin as dragon whiskers are entwined on the surface of the crystal amber taro, accompanied by the soft fragrance, which makes the black cat restless and eager to try.

"Meow-meow-meow-meow-"

The little kitty thought about it.

Shen Shi'an brought out the taro, leaned against the bar counter, inserted a piece of taro wrapped in shredded sugar, and put it into a small bowl. "Be careful it's hot."

The black cat pressed its paws to the edge of the small bowl, lowered its head and began to creak.

Shen Shi'an inserted another piece, and just as he stuffed it into his mouth, the bell on the door rang. Shen Shi'an stood in front of the bar without lifting his head. "Sorry, it's closed today."

"Shi'an." The man raised his face, with a faint smile on his face in the darkness.