unhappy eating

In the early spring of March, Zhu Zhi's residence was in the middle of this community, and the sound of cars could not be heard, only the birds chirping non-stop.Fortunately, the scent of flowers downstairs is very strong now, and it has become a good smell from the first floor to her fourth floor, so that she can write here safely, otherwise she might have to swing the keyboard out to see how many ones she can hit bird.

When she writes, she always taboos people, animals, and things the most.

Zhu Zhi debuted as a talented writer for ten years. Since his last novel was a hit and shortlisted for the most prestigious "Space Award" in science fiction, it has been three years since he published a new book.

The microblog account that was originally opened to avoid fans’ reminders is now full of content she checked in and commented on restaurants around the world. Although this account was picked up by fans not long after, she has since opened a blog A sideline of the food column.

Fans always hate her for being overqualified, and don't ask her to write a long drama, even a short story is better than a food column.

It's a pity that someone fell on deaf ears.

Zhu Zhi stopped typing on the keyboard, right-clicked the mouse to save the document, and after sending it to Chi Ruolan, he asked, "My dear editor, do you know any good restaurants to recommend? I can do it anywhere. go."

Not long after, Chi Ruolan sent a location, "The Ye family's private kitchen should not be far from your home, but the location is relatively remote. If you want to go, it's best to go during the day, and you need to make a reservation at night."

It's quite individual.

She typed and asked, "Why do you need to make a reservation at night?"

Chi Ruolan replied after a while: "They only entertain one guest a night, and the menu is all ordered by the guest in advance. You can order whatever you want, as long as they agree."

Zhu Zhi sneered, interesting.

"Thank you!"

It was 01:30 in the afternoon. Zhu Zhi turned off the computer and drove there according to the location.

She just didn't have lunch, so she went to taste it to see if it suits her taste, and then decide whether to make an exclusive customization for the evening next time.

Ye's private kitchen is located in the suburbs, not in the commercial area. Although the first floor is full of shops, it is quite lively, but it is obvious that the buildings are all residential buildings.

At first, Zhu Zhi thought that the Ye family’s private kitchen was hidden in a deep alley, and he didn’t seek fame or profit, but only for his own happiness, but he didn’t expect the signboard to hang prominently.

Two or thirty meters away, I saw the signboard of Yejia’s private kitchen hanging vertically next to the store. The exterior of the first and second floors are decorated with simple wood, and these two floors are probably used to open the store.

Parked the car on the side, walked in, and it was as bright as the outside. The curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall on the first floor were drawn, so that the sunlight came in, and with the wooden interior decoration, it looked atmospheric and warm.

The girl at the front desk came out with the menu, showed a standard professional smile, and said, "Are you here for dinner? Is it just you?"

Could it be that he came to fight with your boss?

Zhu Zhi slandered secretly, and followed the girl upstairs.Standing at the stairs, just about to step forward, there was a clear sound of oil coming from behind.She turned in one direction, looking for the sound.

A door was ajar.

Different from the refreshing woody fragrance in the hall, there is a faint mixed smell of unprocessed ingredients inside, which is especially good for someone like Zhu Zhi who prefers the kitchen.

Seeing Zhu Zhi staring at the door with interest, the girl introduced: "This is our kitchen, and there is only one chef, so it will be slower to serve you. You can open the door and have a look .”

Zhu Zhi looked back at the girl in surprise, and confirmed, "Is it really possible?"

There are many chefs, and the most taboo thing is that other people enter their kitchen. Zhu Zhi, who loves food, naturally loves Wujiwu, or loves Wujiwu, and will not easily touch this bad head.

"Well, it's okay." The girl responded, and helped Zhu Zhi push open the hidden door, "You hide for a while."

Before Zhu Zhi could react, the smell of oily smoke that also belonged to the kitchen rushed over in an instant. She frowned subtly, but her eyes were fixed on the woman not far in front of her.

When the oil fumes ran upwards in the direction of the range hood, they did not forget to cause trouble, causing the man's facial features to be unclear.The hair is all gathered in the chef's hat, which highlights the slender and clean neck. Unfortunately, the neck is half covered by the dark half turtleneck sweater. Because it was inconvenient, it was pulled to the top of the arms and piled up, and the muscles on the forearms moved with the stir frying.

Zhu Zhi swallowed unconsciously.Fireworks, too fragrant.

Not long after, the man stopped, and while turning off the gas, he raised the non-stick pan with one hand, intending to put it on the plate, and the tendons on his slender wrist stretched with force.Noticing Zhu Zhi's gaze, she turned her head and nodded slightly.

Zhu Zhi saw the other person's face clearly, bent his eyebrows and said, "Hello."

The man responded lightly, bowed his head and continued to load the plate.Zhu Zhi was not annoyed, and watched quietly at the door.

Zhu Zhi remembered this person, and remembered it the moment he saw his face.

Ye Shengwan, a former Michelin three-star chef, once relied on his outstanding looks and temperament to become popular on Weibo for a while.Also because of her, the article that the heroine is a chef was once popular on the Internet.

Zhu Zhi was also amazed by the photos on the Internet at that time. He had always wanted to know each other, but he didn't find a chance to get close. He didn't expect that today would happen.

Zhu Zhi stared at it with interest, but didn't make a sound.

After Ye Shengwan pressed the meal pick-up bell, seeing that Zhu Zhi was still there, he took a few more glances, and suddenly felt that Zhu Zhi's face overlapped with an image in his mind.

"You look a lot like a writer." Ye Shengwan said.

Zhu Zhi tilted his head when he heard the sound, and asked playfully, "Who is it like?"

"Zhu Zhi," Ye Shengwan wiped off the drops of water left on his hands after washing his hands, as if he was about to prepare the next dish, but he turned to talk to Zhu Zhi.Perhaps it was because of his favorite field that his tone was different, "She is a writer with a lot of personality. I don't know if you have read her works, I like her very much."

"Personality?" Zhu Zhi rarely saw someone recommending her face to face, and he didn't rush to expose, "Isn't it crazy?"

"She has a capital madness." Ye Shengwan replied in a casual manner, but it also made people feel that her tone was full of determination.

Zhu Zhi was taken aback by surprise, and smiled, his eyes were filled with interesting inquiry: "I am Zhu Zhi."

Ye Shengwan raised his eyelids slightly, and after comparing the person in front of him with the image in his mind, he calmly said, "What I meant just now is that I like your work very much."

"I know." Zhu Zhi deliberately said it meaningfully.

Ye Shengwan didn't respond, and changed the subject casually: "Have you ordered?"

"Not yet, do you have any recommendations?"

Ye Shengwan wanted Zhu Zhi to ask the waiter behind her directly, but the thought only flashed for a moment, and he dismissed it because he thought it would be impolite: "Do you accept Fujian cuisine?"

Zhu Zhixia bent the corner of his mouth, as if his guess had failed: "I thought you would be better at pastry."

"I'm from Fujian." Ye Shengwan's voice was low, and his tone was not fluctuating when he spoke, and he said few words. If he didn't look at his face, Zhu Zhi would almost think that the person talking to her was an intelligent robot.

Zhu Zhi didn't expect such an answer, she really didn't know much about Ye Shengwan.

At that time, I took the photo and asked people around, but everyone said they didn't know each other, and there was no new news on the Internet, so she didn't continue.

After all, it was just a chance meeting through the photos.

But it's different now.

Zhu Zhi lowered his head and laughed, then looked up at Ye Shengwan again, and said, "What a coincidence, I'm also from Fujian."

Ye Shengwan seemed to have expected this earlier, and was not surprised, so he responded politely: "Oh."

Zhu Zhi was a little dissatisfied with this word, and when Ye Shengwan paused, he answered, "Oh?"

"Sorry." Sensing the other party's emotions, Ye Shengwan pursed his lips, not intending to explain the word, and continued, "Our signature dishes are lychee meat, fried sea oysters and peanut soup, all of which are fine. try."

Zhu Zhi knew that she was not good at words, so she didn't make things difficult.After accepting the apology, I didn't pretend to let the other party not care, so I calmed down a little and said, "Okay, then I won't bother you, I'll go up first."

Ye Shengwan nodded slightly.

Zhu Zhi took a half step back, looking at the person who had turned around and continued to work on the desk, he licked his lips as if there was nothing.

There are outsiders around, so I am not greedy, I lowered my eyes after taking a look, leaned against the door lightly, and said to the girl at the front desk: "Let's go."

Following Ye Shengwan's recommendation, Zhu Zhi ordered those three items, all of which were small portions, plus a bowl of rice.

"Would you like to order another bowl of soup? Peanut soup is not suitable for rice, it can only be regarded as dessert." The girl flipped through the menu on the table, found the page of soup, and suggested, "You can choose here, or you..."

Zhu Zhi interrupted her: "It's okay, I don't like soup."

"Oh good." The girl responded, put away the menu, and was about to confirm the order with Zhu Zhi.

Zhu Zhiban raised his eyebrows: "Why do you all like to say 'oh' so much?"

"I'm sorry." The girl smiled, "I was led badly by the boss. She often treats us. After a long time, I get used to not thinking that this word is bad, and I get used to answering people."

"Your boss is Ye Shengwan?"

"Yes, that's the lady just now."

Zhu Zhi waved to the girl, beckoning her to come closer, and said, "Then her face is so stinky, she comes and goes to you every day, don't you bother her?"

The girl bent down and listened carefully. After hearing what Zhu Zhi said, she laughed a few times. She seemed to feel that the earnestness was wasted. She straightened up and replied, "Of course not. Our boss is very nice. It's too late to like it."

Zhu Zhi raised his eyebrows, "How good is it?"

Unexpectedly, the girl made a fool of herself and said, "You will know when you come here a few times."

Zhu Zhi smiled lightly: "Okay."

She had planned to come often, too.

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