Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

Chef Liao found a good reason for himself, and turned his head to look at the kindergarten wall.

Well, there are obviously a few fewer parents on the list today.

It seems that everyone is adapting well.

But Liu Xi was still standing there.

Liao Chu asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

Liu Xi was shocked, "Are you willing to leave?"

Liao Chu: "..."

The point is that you can't even see it standing here.

"I have two friends coming over today," Liao Chu said, "Maybe I have to go first."

Liu Xi sniffed emotionally, "Alright then, I'll stay here, and I'll take Qianqian to your restaurant for dinner at night. If something happens and I can't make it, I can help you send Guoguo back, anyway."

Ever since she ate a few meals at Liao Kee Restaurant, Qianqian has been very motivated to eat, she yelled at her father to throw away all the takeaway orders...

Liao Chu thanked, "It's okay, I'll be back before 03:30."

Guoguo had just entered kindergarten, so she must still be a little apprehensive. If her uncle starts skipping work the next day, the little girl must be very scared.

Last night, Huang Lie, that is, the headhunter friend, called and said that he was on a business trip nearby, so he stopped by to have a look and have a meal.

Then another call came this morning, saying that another person was brought.

Liao Chu also knew the person who brought him here, he was a well-known singer and songwriter named Baihe.

Bai He is a bit socially fearful and not very good at dealing with others. A few years ago, someone plagiarized his works and caused a lot of trouble.

Although the truth came out later, his social fear became more serious, and he lived more reclusively, with a vague tendency to depression.

It was rare that Huang Lie could pull him out this time, so Liao Chu had to do his best to be a landlord.

Liaoji Restaurant, Qingye Kindergarten and the city's train station are almost in a straight line, and it happened that Liao Chu went to the train station to pick up the people first.

The first major premise of being proficient in Chinese food is to accurately determine the heat and time, and Liao Chu has always done an excellent job in this regard.

When he arrived at the passenger pick-up gate of the train station, he happened to see two guests walking out.

Huang Lie was as public as ever:

The blue-gray pinstripe custom-made suit is paired with a burgundy tie, which is extremely wrapped up, and it is written all over the body that I am very expensive, and you are not worthy.

Bai He, who was half a step away, seemed to be in a different time and space from him. The original white linen casual shirt and trousers were light and comfortable, with a huge hood covering most of his face, and his messy bangs covering the remaining half of his face. Strong heels to walk.

When the three of them parted at the beginning, Liao Chu almost felt that it was the last time to see them in this life, and after the farewell, he was waiting to die.

But he didn't expect God to open his eyes, and he could live again.

And, it seems to be alive and well.

Liao Chu suddenly smiled and waved towards that side.

His height of 1.9 meters is outstanding, and his broad shoulders and long legs are impressive. Standing in the crowd at this time, he is like a crane in a chicken coop. Even if his posture of leaning against the car door weakens his height advantage a little, Huang Lie still has a look at him.

"Damn, it's really hot!"

The air-conditioning in the business seat of the high-speed train was fully turned on, and the scorching sun in September was very strong. The huge temperature difference between the two sides made Huang Lie instantly feel what it means to be in a world of ice and fire.

Bai He nodded to Liao Chu, and after hearing his complaint, he only uttered two words: "You deserve it."

Huang Lie: "..."

He tugged on his tie, looked Liao Chu up and down, and clicked his tongue twice, "Well, people who take care of children are different."

Liao Chu originally thought that he was going to say something about being calm, but in the next second he heard "Sure enough, he has the aura of a dad".

Really can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth.

When old friends meet, it is inevitable that there will be some mood swings.

At the stall where they put their luggage, Liao Chu took a few love fruits by the way:

As the name suggests, Huang Lie's emotional fruit also reveals a fiery and indomitable tenacity, and the red is slightly purple.

The color was darker than when they parted.

The fruit of the white crane is a beautiful sea blue, very clear and clear fruit, and you can feel the delicate and melancholy feelings when you touch it.

As expected of a musician.

Liao Chu rubbed his chin, thinking that these two kinds of emotional fruit could just make a dessert platter.

As for the name, let's call it "Two Heavens of Ice and Fire".

The three got into the car and chatted all the way.

They said they were chatting, but one was half-mute and the other was really autistic. Most of them were talking by Huang Lie himself.

Half an hour later, Huang Lie, who had a dry mouth and tongue, couldn't take it anymore, and while drinking water, he said helplessly: "You two gentlemen, you should say something!"

Do you want to play single-player with two puppets?

Liao Chu raised his head, looked at Bai He through the rearview mirror, and said in unison:

"squeak……"

Huang Lie: "..."

He cursed angrily.

Bai He still didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, apparently in a good mood.

When I returned to Liao Kee Restaurant, Aunt Zhao happened to be knitting a sweater in front of the supermarket.

Liao Chu felt that this sweater looked very familiar, and if nothing unexpected happened, it should be the previous one.

It's just that it's a lot shorter than when we saw it last week.

Seeing that it's almost autumn, the sweater is getting shorter and shorter. I don't know if the rhetoric that Aunt Zhao said before can be realized?

"Hey, Xiao Liao is back!"

Aunt Zhao said happily, "Are you going to open at noon today?"

Their group of old customers basically used Liao Kee Restaurant as a cafeteria. In the past two days, Liao Chu frequently skipped work, and everyone was very uncomfortable. They felt at a loss as to how to solve the three meals a day.

Liao Chu shook his head and pointed to Huang Lie and Bai He behind him.

"No, two friends came over today."

Aunt Zhao was a little disappointed, and continued to knit sweaters without asking their identities.

After knitting a few stitches, before Liao Chu opened the door, she clicked his tongue, took the sweater away for a few moments, shook his head, and took off a large section very boldly.

"Never mind, although the store is small, it has all the internal organs." Huang Lie went in and looked around, "It's okay, what are we going to eat today?"

Liao Chu said: "Roast duck."

This morning he hung the scalded and sugared ducks on the balcony to dry.

In September, after the sun rises in the north, the temperature is still very high, and it is enough to dry it for 4 to 6 hours. He will pack other dishes later, and the time is just right.

The roast duck should be preheated first.

Liao Chu went to light the fire first, and then took the basin and noodles in a leisurely manner.

The dough needs to be proofed for a period of time, and other ingredients are just processed in the middle.

Huang Lie looked at his methodical movements and clicked his tongue, "It's still as swift."

Liao Chu didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, "It's okay."

He knew early on that he would die early, so he cherished every minute of it.

Since life is shorter than others, he has to do more things in the same period of time to make up for it...

Even if life can be extended now, the concept of "split eight petals in one second" has already been deeply rooted in my bones, and I can't change it in this life.

In the eyes of the chefs, every meal is like a musical movement, there are masters and times.

Only when the primary and secondary are clearly defined and complement each other can it be regarded as a perfect table of good food.

The protagonist on today's table is naturally roast duck.

Roast duck has a mellow and strong taste, like a dwarf general, so other side dishes and staple foods should not compete with it. They should be fresh or sharp.

Liao Chu drew up a menu:

Hanging oven roast duck, boiled pork slices, bean sprouts in vinegar, steamed fish, and cold double bamboo shoots made with lettuce and bamboo shoots. The staple food is shredded chicken cold noodles and rice.

Most of them are home-cooked dishes, complete with meat and vegetables, sweet, sour, spicy and salty. It sounds simple, but it is the most test of the skill of the chef.

He was preparing the ingredients when he suddenly heard the system prompt:

"Satisfaction Point 10"

"Satisfaction Point 10"

"Satisfaction point 10"...

The same beep sounded six times before it ended.

Thanks to this, his remaining life span directly exceeded 2 years and was promoted to "2 years and 1 day".

Significance.

Liao Chu was stunned.

He subconsciously looked back at the empty restaurant, no one was eating, and no one was taking the free drinks outside.

Hell?

Could it be... the snacks brought by Guoguo?

It seems that this is the only explanation.

Well, it seems that the children have learned to share.

He was suddenly a little hypocritically moved:

When the child grows up, he will support the family...

The roast duck just out of the oven is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the skin is so crispy that it doesn't look like a meat dish.

Liao Chu sharpened the knife very quickly, without moving his upper body, only using a few muscles on his wrist and arm to drive the blade, and a brilliant golden roast duck quickly disintegrated into thin slices.

Skilled chefs will precisely avoid all the tendons and bones that are difficult to chew, and each slice has skin and meat, with equal thickness.

When spread out on the bottom of the snow-white plate, it looks like a peony slowly blooming, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

The skin is a beautiful golden color, and because of the hanging sugar, it has a slightly attractive reddish brown;

But the meat inside is white and powdery, and the rich gravy continuously seeps out from the fibers, giving it a lustrous luster.

Roll a few slices of thin pancakes with belt meat, add shredded cucumbers and green onions according to personal preference, dip in some sauce, roll up, and feel stuffy in one bite.

It's still hot.

The crust is so thin that you can see the colorful colors inside;

The pie crust is extremely tough, the roasted duck slices and shredded vegetables are so messy and soaked in juice that they can't be pierced or soaked, and they are completely wrapped.

As the teeth are pressed down, the thin slices of cucumber and green onion make a slight cracking sound, and the fresh vegetable juice gushes out and mixes with the delicious gravy, forming a sea of ​​contradictions and harmony.

Because of the freshness of the vegetables, the mellowness of the meat is extraordinarily valuable;

And because of the meat, the refreshing taste of vegetables is so prominent!

Although it is meat, it will not get greasy if you eat more.

Eat a few rolls of roast duck, and then have a few mouthfuls of vinegar bean sprouts, hey, sour and refreshing, really appetizing.

Use the fresh and sweet steamed fish in the middle, and then move the chopsticks to the boiled pork slices.

Well, this is a strong product!It is rampant in the mouth, and it can't be stopped!

After a fierce battle, another glass of cool water, instantly calm, as if the food feast in the mouth and stomach just now is nothing but a dream.

And only the pleasure left in the mind keeps reminding the diners that it is not a dream!

Seeing that Bai He's eyebrows were stretched, not as low as when he came here, Huang Lie smiled, "How about it, isn't it good to go out for a walk? Don't hold back if you don't have inspiration, people are going to go wrong."

Bai He hummed, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Speaking of inspiration...

Liao Chu got up and went upstairs to get a small glass bottle with a thin neck.

There is a puddle of liquid inside, it has no color, but there is a faint brilliance when the angle changes, which makes people unable to move their eyes away.

The eyes of the two diners looked over unconsciously.

Liao Chu poured each of them a glass and pushed it over, "This is a new wine I brewed some time ago. The name of the wine is: Born to die."

"What happened?"

Huang Lie was dumbfounded, this name sounds...why is it unlucky.

Before Liao Chu could answer, the white crane over there picked it up and drank it down in one gulp.

Huang Lie: "..."

After a few minutes.

Huang Lie slumped in the back chair and sighed, lamenting the ups and downs of these years; while Bai He lay on the table, writing vigorously.

Here comes the inspiration!

That weird glass of wine just now was magical!

After drinking a cup, all the hardships and twists and turns that I have experienced in this life flooded up, running wildly in my mind like a revolving lantern.

And just when people are feeling despair again, thinking about whether to die in place, the achievements after hardships come roaring back, flowers, applause, cheers, wash away the depression...

Going back and forth like this seems like a lifetime away, like being reborn.

After experiencing several ups and downs, what else can't be ignored?

By the time the two of them calmed down, it was past two o'clock.

Huang Lie and Bai He took the train for most of the morning, and they were a little tired after another brainstorm. Liao Chu was going to pick up Guoguo, so the three of them split up.

It was rare for Bai He to take the initiative to speak, "The wine is very good, thank you."

This piece of music is his most satisfying burst of inspiration in the past two years. Although it is only a draft, it is not difficult to see the brilliance of the finished product.

Huang Lie rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Before he could speak, Liao Chu said coldly, "No quantity."

Huang Lie clicked his tongue, feeling very sorry.

Liao Chu said again: "I can give you two bottles when I leave."

The two immediately stretched out and thanked in unison.

Really good wine.

Good wine with depth.

Before coming, Huang Lie had already booked a hotel online. It was not far from Liao Kee Restaurant, and it took about ten minutes to walk there.

Bai He walked out without saying a word, and within a few steps, the hood was grabbed by someone.

He turned his head and looked out from the messy bangs, his eyes were clear for his age.

Probably because of the simple mind, he really doesn't look like a 30-year-old.

"The direction is wrong," Huang Lie was speechless, "You say you are a road idiot with no sense of direction, why are you running around?"

What's the use of looking at me so innocently?

I can't transfer the way for you.

Bai He turned around and walked away again without saying a word, Huang Lie carried the bag behind him, and soon walked side by side with him.

"You said you didn't have me, what would you do?" He muttered casually.

Bai He paused, and looked at him through the crevice of his hair, "You want to go?"

Huang Lie was taken aback, stared at him for a while, then sighed suddenly, "Don't go."

Bai He hummed, and returned to his usual wandering look.

Huang Lie laughed angrily at him.

Forget it, so be it.