The lonely foodie

Fat sister's porridge shop closes at 8 o'clock in the evening without supper.

"I don't care about the staff accommodation here." The fat lady took out the key from the small bag on the slant, walked out, and turned her head to give Mo Bai a word.

The two walked out the door, and the fat sister pulled down the shutter and locked it.

He raised his head and told Mo Bai, "Come at 4 o'clock tomorrow morning, hurry up and make cakes." After finishing speaking, he didn't look at him anymore, as if he was too tired to raise his head, and left yawning.

A blue BYD F0 was parked by the side of the road. Fat sister opened the passenger seat and got in. The small body immediately sank.

Mo Bai was a little worried about the fate of that car, but it roared for a long time, and got on the road firmly.

This is an era when even a porridge shop can afford a car, rice porridge does not mix bran nor stones and sand, students can go to school with peace of mind, there is no need to parade/walk, and there is no danger of life.

Thinking all the way, I walked to the big banyan tree and sat down against the trunk.Everything was changing, and the only thing he brought over from his previous life was this towering banyan tree.

With the sky as a quilt and the ground as a bed, Young Master Qu felt that he was really lucky to have a glimpse of this peaceful and prosperous world.

Lao Qi usually comes to the porridge shop for breakfast in the morning before going to Zhang Luo Malatang. Today he drank a bowl of white porridge, and he always felt that the taste was different.

Mobai soaked the rice one night in advance, added three small handfuls of glutinous rice to the japonica rice, and added a few drops of sesame oil after the water was boiled to make the porridge even more fragrant and thick.

Flatten the noodle, roll it into thin slices, smear onion oil, sprinkle tender chopped green onion, tighten from both ends, flatten again, brush with oil, fry in a frying pan over medium-low heat, then turn to medium-heat and fry until golden.

Lao Qi drank porridge, ate crispy and salty green onion pancakes, watched the black and white flowing movements, and re-examined the man with the soaring pigtails.

"Tsk...this...you don't need wages?" Lao Qi narrowed his little triangular eyes dissatisfied when he thought of the things he had paid for in his shop. On my head?"

Feeling the scrutiny, Mo Bai raised his head and smiled at Lao Qi with a pure face.

Ivan had a job of handing out leaflets today. With his left hand in his trouser pocket, he swiped his phone into Fat Sister’s porridge shop with his right hand, and yelled towards the kitchen, "A bowl of pumpkin porridge and two meatloaf."

After sitting down, continue to bow your head and send back messages to the other party, asking to send a location for the event address.

Taking a glance from the corner of the eye, what was served was not meat pies, but two scallion pancakes. I had already eaten these scallion pancakes yesterday, and Ivan was unwilling. He was very particular about balanced nutrition.

"Fat sister, what I want is meat... Oh, I'll go... Did you change your cosplay Teletubbies today?"

Mobai's unflappable face matched with such a Teletubbies look, abstinence and cuteness, the huge visual impact shocked Ivan.

"Try this scallion pancake, I made it." Mo Bai stood by the table with his hands down, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"You still know how to make cakes?" Ivan immediately picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth, seamlessly turning on the hot mouth mode.

"Hey, hey, I'll go... iron it... it's delicious, oh... the skin is so crispy."

At the age of three, Mo Bai stepped on a small stool and learned to cook with his father. In the past 25 or six years, he has heard countless praises, such as fragrant teeth and cheeks, delicious delicacies, eight treasures and so on.

I really didn't expect people 100 years later to praise people like this. The key is that they still understand.He twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a half-salty smile, and turned to enter the kitchen.

"Hey." Ivan called him back, "One more scallion pancake."

Just as Mo Bai brought out the scallion pancakes and put them on Ivan's table, a young couple next to him shouted for the check.

"You don't want to eat the pancakes?" the boy asked.

The girl wiped her mouth with a tissue and nodded, "Well, I'm on a diet, how oily is this pancake? It's full of carbs!"

The boy turned around and asked Mo Bai, "Where is the WeChat scan?"

They all spoke Chinese, but Mo Bai didn't understand a word.

What are carbohydrates?Water must be added to make cakes and noodles, but I have never heard of adding charcoal to it.

Who is WeChat?How do I know where it is going to scan?

"Hey... Where did I say WeChat payment?" The boy raised his voice dissatisfied.

Fat sister heard it in the back room, clicked a few times in dissatisfaction, stuck out half of her head and shouted over there, "Student, scan the code, the QR code is pasted in front of the counter."

The boy responded, picked up the pancakes and poured them into the trash can at his feet, Mobai's pupils shrank, stepped forward in two steps, and stretched out his hand to hold the plate.

"What are you doing?" The boy was taken aback.

Mo Bai took the plate and put it back on the table, saying in a deep voice, "Don't waste it."

"Hey! Why don't I give up what I bought with money?"

One wanted to fall, but the other refused to let go. The two stalemate for a long time.

"Forget it, let it go. I'll be late for class later, so you should hurry to work." The girl stood up impatiently, and reached for the small leather bag beside her.

"Why?" The boy became stubborn, "I paid for it, and it's my freedom to throw it away or eat it. Don't you guys want to recycle it and continue selling it?"

Mo Bai's tongue is clumsy, when people say this, he really doesn't know how to answer.

"Hey, hey, don't worry about it, people paid the money, why do you care so much?" Fat sister couldn't hold back when she heard the scene, and yelled in this direction with a crispy radish voice.

The boy threw the leftover biscuits into the trash can, walked to the door, took out his mobile phone and scanned WeChat, and gave Mo Bai a scornful look as he passed by.

It's just that Mo Bai is much taller than him, and the look that he raised his head was slanted without any momentum, as if he was about to have a brain attack.

The garbage bag was newly replaced, and there was no other garbage in it except for the two scallion pancakes just thrown in.

Mo Bai habitually made a movement of lifting his long gown, and squatted down, his slender fingers were picking up the food in the trash bag.

The oil cake was picked out and packed in a small plastic bag. Under the burning eyes of everyone, his face was calm and calm, as if he was doing a very normal thing.

On the other hand, Fat Sister couldn't hold back her face, she stepped forward and scolded a few times, "I don't need you to eat and drink, who are you showing this to?"

Mo Bai was holding the two cakes in his hands, he was reluctant to throw them away, and he was worried about Fat Sister's attitude, like a child who did something wrong, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his hands, and pursed his lips tightly.

"Yo." Ivan looked at Fat Sister with a smile, "Fat Sister, I always thought you were very thrifty, and you practiced the country's slogan of not wasting food, so you didn't?"

"Don't meddle." The fat lady glared at him, "I'm lecturing the staff, what's your business?"

"Hey, do you think it's a coincidence? Your employee happens to be my friend. If you don't tell me, I thought he learned how to pick up cakes from you."

When Fat Sister heard this, her expression was a little unnatural.She would indeed take back the leftover cakes from the guests, but she never sold them. Most of them were brought back to feed the dogs, but if she explained it now, it would be more and more smeared.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Ivan didn't bother too much anymore, and he still had to hurry to get a part-time job.

"Come on, don't mess with that broken cake, hurry up and serve the pancakes at the back, the guests are still waiting to be served." The fat sister glared at Mo Bai and said angrily.

Mo Bai entered the kitchen, and the fat lady threw pots and bowls and muttered, "There is no such thing as stuffed pie in the sky. Who says it isn't? It's so troublesome for free."

"Free?" Ivan just stood up, and was reluctant when he heard this, "Hey, fat sister, you are not authentic, how can you use labor without paying wages? Bullying people to be honest or something?"

"No salary is what he said." Fat sister's fat arm, which looks like a lotus root, pointed at Mobai immediately, and then yelled at Ivan, "Kid, don't meddle in your own business, why are you everywhere?"

"What's wrong with me everywhere? I just see injustice?" Ivan also yelled, "Employers don't pay wages, and everyone judges. Is there such a reason? The labor law is a vegetarian? Just If you are like this, I can sue you at the labor bureau."

"Come on, come on, get the hell out of here!" The fat lady threw the rag, "My temple is too small to accommodate your two big Buddhas, so get out of here quickly, quickly!"

The fat sister dragged Mo Bai out of the kitchen, pointed at the door, "Hurry up and go." Seeing Mo Bai's appearance, he paused, "I will give you the clothes, and my old lady is also very unlucky. These things."

Mo Bai bowed to her unhurriedly, "I am here alone, thank you for your kindness to take me in, but if you are tired of it, you will leave, if you are happy, you will stay, if you don't agree with each other, Mo Bai will leave now .”

"What do you mean?" With her level of education, she couldn't understand Mo Bai's polite words, and the facial features of the fat lady twitched.

"Literally." Ivan yelled at Fat Sister, "Say you're a pickpocket, take advantage of others' dangers, don't know what's good, he won't serve you anymore."

Mobai's face also twitched, did he mean it literally?You guys are over-interpreting.

After making a fuss at the porridge shop all morning, I was urged several times by the side where the leaflets were distributed. Ivan chewed on the cold scallion pancakes and quickly typed a line on his mobile phone, "Brother, there is a traffic jam on the elevated highway. , it will be there in 10 minutes."

Ivan trotted to the gate of the Normal University, turned his head, and Mo Bai followed behind.

"Hey!" Ivan sighed, and pointed to a KFC behind the big banyan tree, "You go to KFC and wait for me, blow on the air conditioner or something, I will finish work at 6 pm, and I will come to you later."

Mo Bai stopped under the banyan tree.

Qu Mobai, with braids soaring to the sky, stands in the first ray of summer morning, like a crowned fool, with an indescribable sense of loneliness and purging.

"You take this money, it's enough for a meal for one person." Ivan trotted back, took Mo Bai's hand, and stuffed a handful of change into his palm.