Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

After one night, Yu Yu felt that he was almost better.

Her body temperature has returned to normal, and her cough and headache have also disappeared.

It's just that my body is still a little weak, and I don't have much strength.

No matter how serious or minor the illness is, it will hurt the body after all.

It seems that I really need to strengthen my training in the future.

He decided to go to Liao Kee restaurant for breakfast by himself.

It's not easy for people to send them over.

The restaurant is crowded, so wear a mask.

When Yu Yu arrived, he saw Aunt Zhao releasing good news.

Everyone was used to hearing her release first-hand news from various sources from time to time, and they asked in unison: "What good news?"

Aunt Zhao said: "Mr. Sun's resume has been verified. If all goes well, he will be able to move to the Martyrs Cemetery next month!"

Before the old man died, he did not leave many clues.

Later, a staff member found out that he had been paying party dues, so he searched upwards and found the source of remittances in the first few years.

However, the comrades in arms who were contemporaries of the old man also passed away one after another. After many twists and turns, with the help of the relevant local departments, they finally got in touch with one.

The old man still kept several old photos, and the staff found Mr. Sun on one of them.

After checking the list at that time and confirming that it was correct, the two sides handed over.

Yu Yu came late and asked Liao Chu before this incident happened.

After listening to Liao Chu's speech, he was also a little bit embarrassed, but also happy for the old man.

In fact, apart from Grandpa Sun, there must be many old heroes who left in obscurity all over the country.

At that time, there were too many people who did not care about returns.

Now, he's finally getting what he deserves.

that's nice!

There are still many customers in the restaurant.

Some acquaintances recognized Yu Yu at a glance, and greeted each other:

"Teacher Yu, are you cured?"

"It's cold these days, so be careful."

Everyone had a very good impression of this handsome young man. When they heard that he was ill, they would ask a few questions.

Yu Yu felt warm in his heart, and obediently answered next to each other:

"It's almost there. You have to pay attention. I changed into thick clothes."

Qianqian and Guoguo were having breakfast inside, and Liao Chu, who was busy for a while, was packing snacks for the latter.

Kindergartens are now gradually limiting the number of snacks they bring.

In principle, only one type is allowed.

This is because they are afraid that the children will eat too many snacks, which will affect their normal meals.

Today I brought a watery dessert:

Osmanthus crystal pear.

When Yu Yu saw it, he didn't even bother to eat breakfast, "I want an osmanthus crystal pear."

After taking the medicine three times a day, his mouth would die of bitterness.

Guan Wenjing wrote it down, then walked to the small blackboard by the wall, and drew a line on the words "Osmanthus crystal pear", which means sold out.

Yu Yu secretly thought it was a fluke!

If I take a step slower, I won’t be able to eat it!

"Teacher Yuyu!"

The two little girls were overjoyed when they saw him.

Yu Yu stopped them from climbing off the stool, "Eat well, the teacher will be back to school in two days."

The two little girls sat down obediently.

Guoguo asked eagerly, "Does the teacher like the flowers I sent yesterday?"

Yu Yu: "...Ah, it's beautiful, thank you Guoguo."

He has been raised with fresh water.

After re-absorbing the water, the flower head, which was a little downcast, looked up again, facing the sun, very proud.

In all fairness, it's really pretty.

But it would have been better if it hadn't been that damn color, taken over that way...

Liao Chu glanced at him, um, his eyes looked brighter than yesterday.

When the energy and spirit are back, it proves that the disease is getting better.

"Come for breakfast?"

Yu Yu shook his head, "I'd better take it home and eat."

It's almost fine, but I still cough once in a while.

In a public dining environment, I always feel that it affects others a little bit.

Today's breakfast is mending meat pie, a traditional snack in old Beijing.

Because the shape is very similar to the gate nails on the ancient city gate, it is named.

Generally speaking, it is a series of steamed stuffed bun pies wrapped in fried noodles and meat.

There are too many delicacies in this series:

There are often people mistaken for fried buns in the north and raw fried buns in the south.

They are indeed close relatives.

Mending patties are generally stuffed with beef, and the oil is preferably butter.

Other specific seasonings are controlled by the chef, and there are bound to be subtle differences in the ratio and taste of different people at different times.

Mending meatloaf has a thin crust and large filling, and unlike its two cousins ​​mentioned above, its shape is not puffed up.

As usual, the wrinkled bottom goes into the pot first, and after putting it down, you have to press it, otherwise it will not be smooth enough.

Turn it over after a few minutes, and you have to press it.

If you meet a particularly caring chef, you will pick up one by one before starting the pot, and roll the sides firmly back and forth a few times.

In this way, the whole body is golden and there are no dead ends.

Horizontal and vertical, it resembles the square ancient city.

It's neat inside and out.

Of course, you can do it without the side.

Such doornail patties are yellow at both ends and white in the middle, and the bright color contrast is quite interesting.

Because butter is particularly easy to solidify, this must be eaten while it is hot.

There is too much meat in the stuffing, and it will inevitably be greasy if you eat too much.

Add some vinegar at this moment, the fragrance is refreshing, and it is more beautiful.

As soon as the new pot was opened, the white water vapor exploded in the back kitchen like mushroom eggs, tumbling into the sky.

Occasionally, a few drops of water fell into the pot, and immediately collided violently with the hot iron plate, and the sound of "嗤啦" was endless.

This is the first time Yu Yu has seen this style of meatloaf, and it is quite novel.

He took out his phone and took two photos.

Hey, Square is so cute.

"Boss!" Ji Peng came over wiping his mouth, "Help me pack two doornail meatloaf!"

Liao Chu raised his eyebrows, "Does your dad know about your puppy love?"

The boy almost jumped up in shock.

His face was completely red, and he stammered: "Don't, don't talk nonsense, I don't!"

Here comes the denials one after another!

Liao Chu didn't make a sound, just watched teasingly.

Seeing him losing his temper, Ji Peng scratched his head and looked around like a thief.

Yu Yu was stared at by him.

Ji Peng: "..."

Overheard!

Yu Yu: "...I didn't hear anything!"

Boys' minds are always spring.

Ji Peng's face turned redder.

He also knew Yu Yu, and knew that the other party was not a talkative person.

But just to be on the safe side, he still made a mouth zipper movement.

Yu Yu suppressed a smile and followed suit.

When he was a teenager, he was busy transferring schools, skipping grades, and competing for scholarships, so he really didn't have the energy to fall in love.

But sometimes it's interesting to watch them.

After all, after entering the society, it is very difficult for people to encounter pure emotions like they did when they were students.

After "fixing" Yu Yu, Ji Peng asked Liao Chu with a guilty conscience, "So obvious?"

Liao Chu nodded.

Especially obvious.

Because Ji Peng always eats here, he knows how much he eats.

But for several days in a row, this kid would pack an extra copy.

And the amount of packing is not much.

If it is said to add a meal in the middle, it is not necessary to look at the packed breakfast and giggle.

Ji Peng was a little nervous.

pill!

Liao Chu comforted: "No one else should have noticed."

Time is tight in the morning, except for a few diners who really have nothing to do, yes, we are talking about the Sunset Red Group and Aunt Zhao.

Except for them, everyone came and went in a hurry, and didn't pay attention to how much others ate.

Ji Peng was relieved.

Yu Yu whispered beside him: "It doesn't matter if you fall in love, but it shouldn't affect your grades."

Ji Peng glanced at him, yes, the teacher is indeed right.

Still kind of open-minded.

He rarely showed a bit of shyness and shyness.

"It doesn't matter, it's even improved..."

He is a very worry-free child, but he is indeed a bit slack in his studies.

On the one hand, it was a bit of a rebellious period, and on the other hand, I probably felt that if the family was rich, it would be fine even if I couldn't get into a good university.

Don't you see, there are not a few of those who have been admitted to prestigious universities who have been miserable!

But about half a year ago, when they changed seats, he met his current deskmate.

The little girl is very quiet and not particularly beautiful. Apart from her good grades, she seems to have nothing special about her.

Ji Peng, a basketball boy who is obsessed with sports, never noticed that there is such a person in his class before!

Even if he became the same table, Ji Peng didn't care too much, he still played when he should.

Until one time, the papers for the monthly exam were issued.

Ji Peng grabbed the English paper for a look and wiped it off on the spot.

Playing ball, this result is probably going home to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots.

It seems that the new basketball shoes are hopeless.

"Actually, you missed these questions before..."

A soft voice suddenly sounded.

Ji Peng tilted his head subconsciously, and saw his quiet deskmate talking in a low voice.

"Which way?"

he asks.

The girl pursed her lips and tapped six or seven questions with a mechanical pencil.

"Last time I saw you take notes on a wrong question..."

I also took my eraser.

Ji Peng took a closer look, and then checked the wrong question book for comparison.

Hey, it really is!

He has no memory at all!

Recalling this, Ji Peng chuckled, scratched his head and said, "I fell in love with a pair of sneakers. I just wanted to get good grades and let my dad swipe my card, so I asked her to help me with my lessons... Later, during the summer vacation, she said If you’re going to work, teach me a way.”

Liao Chu understood, "Is it just to substitute supplements?"

While making up lessons for others, you can also improve your own grades.

Ji Peng nodded, "It really works!"

Later, when he entered the third year of high school, his grades improved a lot.

He also bought a gift for his tablemate, but they didn't want it.

"You should study hard."

At the beginning, Ji Peng thought that this little deskmate was so strict and interesting, and then he often helped buy her some water or something.

The results come and go...

It was only later that he found out that the family at the same table was very difficult, and he was one of the few top students in the school who were specially recruited for their grades:

All tuition and miscellaneous fees are free, and there is a monthly subsidy.

Their high schools are strong and have many outstanding alumni, and they receive scholarships every year.

Ji Peng had never dared to expect extravagantly before, and naturally he did not pay attention.

It wasn't until he changed this deskmate that he realized that when his feelings were wasting his family's money, some classmates were already able to get money from their families...

Looking at the back of the boy going away, both Yu Yu and Liao Chu sighed with emotion:

Youth!

Sweet campus love!

In fact, Mr. Ji is not that rigid person.

If the situation is really as Ji Peng said, Mr. Ji will be very happy when he finds out.

Maybe he will worry that his son is not good enough for other girls!

After a few seconds, return to reality.

Liao Chu asked, "How many do you want?"

The question was how many doornail meatloaf Yu Yu wanted.

Yu Yu relied on his recovery from illness, but he didn't dare to be careless, so he carefully ordered two.

Hmm... just one, the meat is too much.

Not big, a round piece like a chess piece.

It's quite thick, maybe seven or eight centimeters thick?

He regretfully glanced at the sharply reduced pot.

Ugh!

Normally, he could eat at least four!

Damn cold!

He stared intently at the frying pan until he saw that the doornail patties were all sold out, and then he sighed.

"Ugh!"

Liao Chu couldn't help laughing.

"Here, millet porridge."

Millet porridge and mending meatloaf are packed in one bag, osmanthus crystal pears are in the other, hot and cold are separated.

Yu Yu looked at the lone meat pie on the millet porridge box, and sighed again.

It looks too pitiful!

Liao Chu also felt that he was a bit miserable, so he took off his gloves, lowered his head and tapped on the phone for a while.

After a few seconds, Yu Yu received a message:

"Reserve roast suckling pig for you in a few days."

Roast suckling pig!

Yu Yu seemed to hear fireworks exploding happily in his mind.

He never got it!

At this moment, Teacher Yu, who has always followed the rules, experienced the joy of going through the back door!

In Liao Chu's eyes, the other party was like a tree that germinated and bear fruit in an instant, and the branches were covered with golden fruits in an instant.

He collected more than a dozen of them!

Looks really sick and hungry.

The taste of the fruit this time is different from before, probably a bit more sour, a bit sweeter, and a bit more astringent.

Grief and joy are intertwined...

It can be said to be a true psychological portrayal of patients who are forced to restrict their diet.

On the way back, Yu Yu felt that his steps were particularly brisk!

that's nice!

Roast suckling pig!

There will be roast suckling pig in a few days, and he thinks he will be cured tomorrow!

On the way, I met a little milk dog, about a month old.

The whole body is covered with black oily black hair, and there is not a single mottled one.

If it weren't for the reflection of the round eyeballs, I wouldn't even be able to find where the eyes are.

From a distance, it was just a ball of yarn, running with four short legs, occasionally staggered a few times, and then landed on its chin.

The puppies are so cute.

Yu Yu couldn't help but stop, wanting to touch it.

The master was very angry, "Touch, let go of the touch!"

As a result, just as Yu Yu squatted down, the little milk dog came up to him wagging his tail.

It didn't rub Yu Yu, its small nose twitched a few times, and its moist eyes were precisely positioned on the doornail meatloaf bag he was carrying.

want to eat!

The dog has eagerness written all over its face.

Yu Yu: "..."

Hurry up and protect it!

The half-way friendship of one person and one dog was instantly shattered.

Teacher Yu ran away with the bag in his arms.

After returning home, Yu Yu solemnly ate the hard-won meatloaf.

After walking all the way, it is not too hot, just the temperature of the entrance.

The shell is still crispy, and with one bite, the rich beef juice gushes out from the broken cracks.

A crystal clear Wang.

The beef filling is so tender that it slides down the throat without chewing hard.

Woohoo, this is the taste of meat!

It's meat!

After eating the meatloaf gratefully, Yu Yu went to look at the dessert again.

Sure enough, it is osmanthus crystal pear.

The mold was specially customized by Liao Chu. It is a pear-shaped glass filled with light yellow ointment, with a few golden osmanthus floating here and there, very lively and lovely.

Yu Yu took the spoon, looking at the round and plump "pear", he couldn't bear to touch it.

Ah, so cute.

The "pear meat" part should be made of pear juice. Although there is no pulp, it has a fresh and sweet pear fragrance.

There is probably sweet-scented osmanthus honey, the sweetness remaining between the lips and teeth reminds me unwillingly.

When dug to the middle, the "pear core" turned out to be liquid!

The moment the spoon dug in, the dark golden juice filled the air, and there was a hint of sweet and sour taste in the air.

Yu Yu savored it carefully.

Oh, what a coincidence!

It is made of sweet-scented osmanthus honey and lemon paste, and there seems to be a little mint juice, which is very sweet and sour.

Mending meat pie, osmanthus crystal pear, one salty, one sweet, but they get along surprisingly well.

After one "pear" is eaten, the greasy feeling left by the meatloaf is gone.