Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

Liao Chu told the frequent diners that Liao Ji Restaurant might participate in the filming of the documentary.

After all, they will definitely be on the scene during the filming, which also involves personal privacy, and they still need to be notified in advance.

Unexpectedly, the reaction of most people is:

"On TV?! Is there such a good thing?!"

"When? I have to go to the beauty salon."

After it was confirmed that it was the director Qi An, the mood of the group rose further:

"Wake me up!"

"Aren't many actors crying and begging him to make a movie? Rounding up, I'm also a wrist..."

Liao Chu: "..."

Although the last sentence was mostly a joke, it was enough to see Qian'an's popularity and status inside and outside the industry.

Liao Chu said: "The specific notice and shooting method will be notified later. I will divide the restaurant into areas at that time. Friends who don't like to be photographed don't have to worry."

Saying is one thing, doing is another.

Don't look at everyone's enthusiasm now, as if they can go to the TV station to brush their faces at any time.

But when they really face the camera, there are many people who are stiff and unable to utter a word.

Yu Yu laughed with him at night, "Maybe after the show is broadcast, our store will also become a star incubator."

Liao Chu felt that "we" was used very well.

Especially good.

Later, Dai Xiaoyun brought Lusheng back several times.

On the day Lusheng was finished, Dai Xiaoyun bought her half a roast suckling pig.

The girl cried as soon as she swallowed it.

She couldn't remember the last time she ate such a high-calorie food.

Really fragrant.

But I only dared to eat two slices, and then Dai Xiaoyun gave them to the guests at other tables.

When Lu Sheng was still reminiscing in a trance, she was sent to the back kitchen to wash dishes by the gentle teacher Dai.

Say this is the second lesson for her, experience.

That night, Lu Sheng, who had never experienced hardship, dropped two plates and a bowl. Calculated according to the wages of odd jobs, the income of a day's work is not enough to compensate.

The girl was so tired that she couldn't lift her arms. When she heard the news, she almost cried again.

She never knew that the lives of ordinary people were so difficult.

In the next few days, Lu Sheng faced Liao Chu's disdainful gaze, bit the bullet and washed the dishes in Liao Kee restaurant for a few days, and then was kicked out to deliver food.

At first, Dai Xiaoyun wanted her to work directly in Liao Kee restaurant.

But Liao Chu, who received the compensation at one time, said very clearly:

Good job, don't come back again.

So, Lu Sheng borrowed the assistant's identity information and registered as a delivery person on a certain delivery platform.

She went to deliver food.

The emerging industry of food delivery is definitely the one that can experience the most life in the shortest time.

Dai Xiaoyun is really well-intentioned.

A few days later, the newly recruited waiter of Liao Kee Restaurant received a very special guest.

After the other party sat down, he lay down on the table, squinted his eyes and touched every corner with a wet towel.

Looking at the still white wipes, he nodded with satisfaction, and then ordered "braised pig's trotters".

The waiter said politely: "I'm sorry sir, we don't have braised pig's trotters here."

The man pointed to the wooden sign on the wall, "Isn't that it?"

The waiter took a look: "Red Crispy Hands...

Guan Wenjing sneaked to the back to report to Liao Chu, "Boss, the real master is here!"

Liao Chu wiped his hands, opened the curtain and looked out:

Well, very authentic Mediterranean.

It's Qi An that's right.

But even if it is a well-known director, there is no special treatment.

Stewed pig's trotters, no, the amount of red crispy hands is still the same.

The director who chooses to shoot food documentaries must also be a senior gourmet.

After the red crisps were served on the table, the first thing Qi An did was to observe and then take pictures.

He moved the plate a little, adjusted it to a certain angle, and gave a sincere compliment:

Thick, elegant and smooth.

What an excellent pig's forefoot.

Qi'an took an all-round close-up of the pig's trotters, nodded in satisfaction, and then solemnly raised his chopsticks.

For food, proper respect is necessary.

The pig's foot in front of me is shiny with red palm oil, and it is slightly steaming, and the juice just poured on it is flowing slowly along the texture.

It's a little cloudy today, so the lights are on in the store.

The slightly yellowish light came down, refracting the oil film into a lustrous luster.

He poked lightly with his chopsticks and penetrated instantly.

Adding more, the fleshy skin trembled, and the big bones inside just tugged with them for a few seconds, and then obediently fell to the bottom of the plate.

With the pressure of Qi'an's finger holding the chopsticks, a large piece of pig's trotters with belt meat and tendons was cut off.

Dip it into the thick to almost semi-solid soup, and put the whole piece in your mouth.

At this moment, the teeth seemed to be decorations.

Because there is no need to chew at all.

Just sip it with your tongue and stir it, and it will all turn into meat paste.

Anyone who has eaten pig's trotters knows that this thing has a strange fragrance.

It is completely unmatched by other parts.

The shape is complete, the meat is rotten, the bones are detached when you move it, and it melts when you eat it.

Waxy skin, rotten meat, sticky tendons, three structures, triple taste, you can clearly realize what you are eating.

Sweet and soft, fat but not greasy...

This is indeed a red and crispy hand with complete color, fragrance and taste.

Qi An half closed his eyes, shaking his head slightly.

The top of the head, covered by a few strands of sparse hair, stubbornly reflects the faint light.

His short, chubby fingers looked like butterflies, wriggling quickly.

Not long after, a plump white garlic slipped out of the garlic skin, and the whole thing was thrown into the mouth.

"click~"

This year's new garlic is crispy and strong enough!

He nodded secretly.

The strong aroma of garlic burst out, colliding with the mellow meaty taste in the mouth, forming a strange fragrance again.

Eating meat without garlic, half the aroma...

That's it!

When the big bone in the middle fell off completely, Qi An simply gave up the chopsticks.

He put on a disposable glove on his right hand, grabbed the big bone, and sucked hard on the broken part!

Once, twice, the bone marrow hidden in the depths finally "swish" into the mouth.

After long-term stewing, the bone marrow has already absorbed the soup, and the rich flavor of marinade, bone and meat, and the unique fragrance of the bone marrow are all mixed together.

Thick and creamy, and a little sticky.

This is the most beautiful nectar in the world!

Qi An finally closed his eyes completely, and punched his thigh hard a few times.

He sighed for a long time, both moved and pleased:

Isn't it just for this one bite in a person's whole life?

Many diners have discovered this special guest.

At the beginning, everyone was a little excited, sitting upright, combing their hair and posing:

After all, he is a great director, and proper respect is still necessary.

But after a few days of observation, I found that this director is just like an ordinary person, he will lose his head, eat garlic, eat meat from the bones, and scream from the heat...

Hey, it's still a person in essence!

After watching it, Mr. Li quickly reached an agreement with Uncle Song:

This man is good at eating!

So he formed a little subtle respect for him.

Qi'an inherited Bai He's previous "seat for autistic patients".

He needs to watch and think.

Everyone doesn't bother him very much, and he doesn't talk to anyone much. He just shrinks in a corner and observes secretly every day, bowing his head and writing wildly from time to time.

Sometimes when Yu Yu came back from get off work, he would still see the great director squatting in the corner outside, smoking one cigarette after another, scratching his head and talking on the phone with someone.

Qi An has a habit of scratching his head whenever he encounters a problem.

When I was young, I scratched my hair, but now... I can only scratch my scalp.

Like everyone who suffers from hair loss.

Every day, he stubbornly combs a circle of hair around his head to the middle, and unswervingly implements the strategy of "local support for the central government".

But the wind in the north is strong, and he likes to scratch his head. He often goes out for a trip, and when he comes back, he becomes a feather duster that has just been washed and has not had time to shake it off:

The hair of the few remaining trees is frantically branching.

Then he will persistently repeat the previous process:

Comb, scratch, comb...

It snowed heavily that day, and Yu Yu forgot to bring his hat.

Before entering the door, he shook his hair habitually.

Countless piles of snow fell.

Just as Yu Yu was about to open the door, he heard a faint voice from behind, "Young man, you are crazy."

Yu Yu: "..."

Director Qi Da, who still had a cigarette butt between his fingers, was staring straight at his thick hair, his eyes were full of jealousy:

Droughts die from droughts, and floods die from floods.

Why does someone have such thick hair!

He drops more than my head every day, right?

Yu Yu quickly glanced over his head:

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Qidao's "hair" seems to be a little thinner recently.

Liao Chu came to open the door himself, and looked at the two people who were looking at each other suspiciously, "What are you doing standing outside?"

Is not It Cold?

Yu Yu hurried in, took a few steps, and asked Liao Chu in a low voice, "Why doesn't he wear a wig?"

There are a lot of questions on the Internet, but there is no answer.

However, according to everyone's selection, the most likely one is:

"A prayer for weird self-esteem."

Wearing a wig, don't you admit that you have lost?

Just as Liao Chu was about to speak, Qi An, who was walking in front, turned around slowly, "I have an allergic scalp."

Yu Yu: "!!!"

He could hear it? !

Looking at his staring round eyes, Liao Chu was both amused and helpless.

"He has a good ear."

Yu Yu: "...you didn't say it earlier."

Liao Chu: "I was just about to say."

Although he had just met Qian'an, after communicating with him a few times, he discovered that the other party was also a bit obsessive-compulsive.

The two patients with incomplete obsessive-compulsive disorder seem to hate each other.

After a long time, he also learned a little bit of the inside story that was not known to outsiders.

For example, why does Qiguo lose her hair and not wear a wig?

The restaurant is closed today, but the three of them still got together, mainly for the final confirmation before shooting.

After chatting with some diners, Qian was surprised to find that there are too many stories hidden in this restaurant.

A veteran who would rather pick up waste than burden the country, a kindergarten teacher who secretly works as a charity, an old musician who does not care about fame and fortune but pays attention to inheritance...

So much to photograph!

He decided to do two episodes!

The meaning of Qi'an is to follow the process of Yu Yu and Liao Chu doing charity.

However, there are differences between the two sides on how to take the photo.

From the perspective of the director and the audience, the pure gratitude of the donors is the most touching.

But from the perspective of Yu Yu and Liao Chu, the nationwide exposure is likely to bring trouble to the children, so they disagree.

"Indeed, there will be people who really want to help others after watching the film," Yu Yu said earnestly, "but I think most of them are just on a whim, or even just want to achieve a certain purpose by doing public welfare... This is a big problem for the children. very bad."

Abandoned children are inherently sensitive. If they are exposed just for publicity, it will inevitably attract a lot of unnecessary attention.

Some people may be touched for a while, follow the address to look for it, and then get excited and make many illusory promises.

Most of them will be forgotten in the blink of an eye.

But kids won't.

They will take it seriously, will really count the days and wait and look forward to it.

Waiting without hope is really cruel.

Needless to say, Liao Chu, who was born in an orphanage, disagreed at all.

Qi'an started scratching his head again, "Even if you get excited for a while, it's better than not paying attention at all, right?"

Liao Chu said: "The enthusiasm will subside, but there will never be fewer children in the orphanage. This is not fair to them."

The sudden heat and attention really does improve the kids' lives.

But I am afraid that such attention will not last long.

Once the late heat dissipates, the children will experience a second "abandonment".

Giving hope and taking it away... this kind of blow is fatal.

Qi An was stunned.

He really didn't take that into account.

He pondered for a moment, "Then, can I take a picture of the environment and facilities of the orphanage without revealing the address. If the children are required to cooperate, I will only take pictures below the face, absolutely guaranteeing their privacy?"

Seeing that Liao Chu and Yu Yu were still hesitant, he said: "I also hope to change the status quo, but you also understand that if you want to change, you must first attract widespread attention..."

If it doesn't attract enough attention, the higher-ups won't pay attention at all.

He is a representative of the National People's Congress in the literary and art circles. Only by shooting works that can directly touch people's hearts can he persuade others to make proposals together and promote reforms.

Liao Chu and Yu Yu looked at each other, both a little moved.

indeed.

What has caused the current situation is, in the final analysis, insufficient support.

Only relying on private public welfare is just a drop in the bucket.

How many welfare homes are there in the country?How many children in need?

They can help one family, two families, or even ten families, but can they help a hundred families?

When the group of them died, or suddenly lost their ability one day in the future, where would those children go?

But if the higher authorities can pay attention to it, arouse the overall attention of the society, and then improve the policy, it will be completely different.

Such a good opportunity may not come a second time.

They decided to discuss it with Dean Liu and the children first.

After saying goodbye to Qi'an, Liao Chu and Yu Yu went to the shopping mall.

Yu Yu had never been in the north seriously before, and forgot to change the antifreeze glass water for the car after winter.

I wanted to go shopping this morning, but when I opened it, I found that the glass water was all frozen.

Not only that, even the sink was cracked.

I had no choice but to send it for repair.

Liao Chu drove him to the mall.

Today, the children Guoguo, Jiaming and Hu Yaozu are all doing handicrafts at Qianqian's house, so they don't need to bring their children.

It's almost Christmas, and the mall has been decorated, with colorful ribbons and balls everywhere.

Even the music has become festive.

As soon as the two entered the door, they found that equipment had been added to the lobby of the mall:

It is the kind of sightseeing train that can take guests to various representative shops for free.

It is said that it is specially customized by the mall, and it is scaled down like an old steam train.

Although it is electric, steam can really be sprayed in the locomotive!

The small train with red and green colors moves slowly along the track, and the driver will honk the horn every time it arrives at a fixed stop.

The front of the car will emit steam more violently.

"Whoosh hooh~"

"Woo~"

It looks really majestic.

In the beginning, it was children who clamored to sit.

But this kind of equipment does not allow children who are too young to ride alone, so parents sit in it logically.

After becoming an adult, the other young men and women who were watching couldn't help themselves, and they all went up to join in the fun.

Who is not a baby anymore?

Yu Yu couldn't walk anymore.

Liao Chu looked at him, then at the little train, and then at him.

Yu Yu's eyes fluttered and his mouth was stiff, "If Guoguo knew that there was a small train here, he would definitely regret not following."

Liao Chu raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Yu, would you like to help me with the assessment?"

Yu Yu's heart beat wildly.

But he was too embarrassed to say it!

So she blushed and deliberately turned her eyes away, "Hey, I'm an adult...Mr. Liao, let's go shopping."

Liao Chu looked at him, and found that the man spoke bluntly, but his feet remained motionless, so he didn't think it was funny.

Yu Yu was so embarrassed by him, he turned his head and walked away without moving.

Liao Chu pulled him from behind and strode towards the waiting point of the little train, "Then Teacher Yu will accompany me to take the assessment."