Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

Chapter 11 Beef Soup Dumplings

昨日收入满意值合计93点,消耗24小时,剩余寿命:1年5个月4天又11小时。

Early the next morning, there was an old man Song among the diners who came to eat beef soup dumplings.

Liao Chu sincerely welcomed this customer who contributed a full 60 satisfaction points by dragging the old guys last night.

Is this simply a gift of money?

No, this is death.

Liao Chu even harvested two very unique fruits from him.

Grayish blue, the taste is extremely rich, the main tone is sweet and sour, with a bit of saltiness.

When savoring it carefully, it seems to have a hint of bitterness.

Like, like a jug of old wine, there is a sense of history that Qianfan has experienced, which is breathtaking.

Definitely good for brewing.

"Why didn't you see those old men?" Liao Chu asked.

Old man Song poured the balsamic vinegar on his own, and hummed a little shyly: "Those old fellows live far away, I'm afraid they won't be able to catch up with breakfast."

The moment the drawer lid was lifted, milky white water vapor gushed out, forming a small-scale mushroom cloud above the dining table.

After a while, the water vapor dissipated, revealing seven white and round soup dumplings inside, with beautiful and regular chrysanthemum pleats, lying on their stomachs quietly.

The thin skin is translucent, reflecting the dark beef filling inside.

Because the steamed stuffed bun contained soup, old man Song poked it lightly with the tip of his chopsticks, and the soft little steamed stuffed bun trembled.

"Hey, this skill is amazing." Song old man said happily.

He carefully lifted the bun with chopsticks and shook it until the bottom was completely separated before transferring it to a small spoon.

Pursed his old mouth and blew once or twice, poked a small hole, and the hot soup filled the entire spoon in an instant.

Shallow, clear and bright, steaming.

When the heat subsides slightly, take a sip.

Hey fresh!

Then dip some balsamic vinegar with the rest, oh, this day is considered beautiful.

The more you chew, the more flavor you get.

Life is alive, eating and drinking are two words.

I'm getting old, isn't this what I'm hungry for?

Old man Song ate three soup dumplings in one go, and then brought red dates and millet porridge.

Because it was left for a while, a little crystal rice skin formed on the surface, so I picked it up with a spoon and sizzled.

Fragrant!

The essence of rice is all on this layer of rice fat.

The porridge under the cover was still a little hot, and the old man was not in a hurry to drink it.

While smelling the wafting aroma, he coquettishly sent a strip message in the WeChat group called "Sunset Red Elderly Group":

"Old fellows, look at this soup dumpling, this rice porridge!"

After a while, the message notification sound beeped.

Old man Song clicked on it, and the first one was the voice:

"You old grandson..."

Authentic Southwestern Accent.

Chi Jiajia at the next table spat out a mouthful of rice porridge.

Cough cough, the old men are quite fierce.

"Boss, another plate of kimchi!" Ji Peng shouted over there.

Chi Jiajia quickly followed, "Me too!"

The hot and sour kimchi with soup dumplings is perfect, every bite of meat is refreshing, and you will not get bored after eating a few more baskets.

In order to enjoy the delicious breakfast 100%, she even set multiple alarm clocks, and has been eating in the store for two consecutive days.

It's just amazing!

Everyone should be in a good mood today, and everyone has successfully contributed 10 points of satisfaction.

That's fine.

You eat, I live, very good.

Liao Chu served them kimchi and asked Ji Peng, "Yourself?"

"The old man is on a business trip again," Ji Peng curled his lips. "My younger brother's two teeth were inflamed, and they were very swollen. My mother took him to see a doctor."

"Guoguo also needs to see a doctor," said Guoguo, who was eating steamed eggs with milk and shrimps, and showed a needle hole on the back of his hand after the IV injection. "I won't cry."

For children, it is amazing to go to the hospital for an injection without crying.

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, a group of diners closed their eyes and shouted wildly.

Those who didn't know thought she was determined.

While eating, Chi Jiajia posted pictures in the company's food exchange group, which aroused howling wolves.

"Uh, boss, please help me pack four cages of soup dumplings."

Let you be cheap again!

Are you going to bring someone a meal?

Unexpectedly, Liao Chu shook his head, "This is not recommended."

Especially with the crowded morning rush hour subway.

"Maybe the juice leaked?" Chi Jiajia said with a bitter face, "We don't dislike it."

Liao Chuliang gave her a whizzing look, "I hate it."

Chi Jiajia: "..."

Heartbroken.

Liao Chu didn't intend to change his mind.

As a chef, you should be responsible for your own results.

The shredded radish cake from before is fine, it can be eaten hot or cold, and the flexibility of the crust can also ensure its integrity.

But soup dumplings are not good.

Once it cools down, the delicacy will lose six to seven points immediately, if there is no more soup...

In addition to regretting, Chi Jiajia also felt relieved, after all, bringing meals to squeeze the morning peak is really not something people do.

She conveyed the original words of the boss in the group, and to ensure the authenticity, she even recorded a voice explanation after obtaining consent.

I thought my colleagues would be stalking, but I didn't expect everyone to send messages after a few minutes:

"Fuck, according to my years of experience in the world, a guy with such a voice is definitely a handsome guy."

"My minister agrees!"

"Seconded!"

"No picture, no truth, Xiaochizi quickly upload a picture."

Chi Jiajia subconsciously took a peek at Liao Chu's sharp-edged side face, and thought to herself that you really guessed it right this time.

"The boss doesn't like to take pictures, but I can tell you responsibly, it's definitely not a loss to come here for a meal!"

She silently glanced at Liao Chu's back, and thought, Boss, I can only help you here!

Because I have to take Guoguo to get an IV drip today, so I finish breakfast early.

This time, Liao Chu fully absorbed the experience and lessons of the "predecessors", and specially borrowed a small folding bench from Aunt Zhao's supermarket.

The children's hospital is more lively during the day than at night, almost to the point of crowding each other.

For the first time, Liao Chu felt that big cities also have the inconvenience of big cities:

Too many people.

Go to the doctor for a follow-up visit first, and when someone asked about her diet, Guoguo blinked her big eyes and asked, "Auntie, when can I eat meat?"

After finishing speaking, he swallowed hard.

The doctor laughed and said: "I'm recovering well, you can try to eat a little at noon, not too much, and take it step by step."

"What is step by step?" The curious baby asked.

"Just a little bit," the female doctor patiently explained with a smile, "It's like saying that you can eat one bun today and two buns tomorrow, and every day gets better and better. This is called gradual progress. "

Guoguo suddenly realized, looked up to Liao Chu and said, "Uncle, I want to eat a lot of meat step by step!"

The doctors and nurses in the room laughed in good faith.

"Kids are really ambitious."

Guoguo is quite proud.

Everyone praises Guoguo for his ambition!

Liao Chu asked about the vaccination by the way. The doctor's suggestion was to wait for the child to fully recover before going.

This can minimize adverse reactions.

I went to get an IV drip later, but as expected, there was no place.

Fortunately, Liao Chu was well prepared this time, and sat on the small bench with Guoguo in his arms, which was clean.

In the middle, he searched the Internet for several well-known private kindergartens in the city, selected two of them after careful consideration, and decided to call in the afternoon.

"Uncle, what are you looking at?" Children of this age are very curious about everything around them.

Liao Chu touched her head, "Does Guoguo want to go to kindergarten?"

"What is a kindergarten?" Guoguo asked curiously.

"Kindergarten," Liao Chu organized the language, "There are many other children, as well as teachers, who will take you to study and play."

Guoguo's eyes turned red instantly, "Does uncle not want Guoguo?"

Fear and sadness intertwined, turning into a bitter taste.

"How could it be?" Liao Chu laughed, and gently squeezed the little girl's hand to dispel the negative emotions, "Everyone has to go to school, where you will make friends, learn knowledge, and become an outstanding student in the future." people."

Guoguo didn't quite understand, and said sullenly, "Guoguo wants to be with uncle."

"Uncle wants to too." Liao Chu said patiently, "Let's say goodbye in the morning and see you in the evening. We are still together."

The little girl didn't understand the truth, she just knew that she would be separated from her uncle for a long time.

Her eyes blinked, and big teardrops fell down, "Woo, I, I don't want to go to school... I don't want friends, I just want my uncle."

Liao Chu was a little helpless, hugging the little girl and coaxing her in a low voice.

After a while, the front of his shirt was soaked.

There was a 30-year-old man next to him, and he couldn’t help coming over and said: “My family was like this when I was about to go to school last year. I howled heart-piercingly in the middle of the night, but after only a few days, I just went to the teacher all day long. , what about the other kids..."

In the end, there was already a bit of jealousy from an old father.

The little fat man next to him was a little embarrassed, "I don't have one!"

Still staring at Guoguo, he thought how could Dad speak ill of me in front of my pretty sister!

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