[Old Nine Gates] This life is leisurely

It was a rare sunny day. The strong light made everything clear and bright, giving people a beautiful illusion of bustling and prosperous.

Before entering the door, Wen Yu looked up at the plaque in front of the hall, it was indeed Zhang Ji Rice Noodles.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, the waiter greeted him enthusiastically, and while quickly wiping the tabletop, he looked up at Wen Yu and asked, "Miss, what do you want?"

Wen Yu quickly glanced at the vegetable price list. The font of the vegetable price list is neat and dignified, which is very pleasing to the eye, and then he smiled kindly at the waiter with a soft and gentle voice: "Rice noodles, no red, and braised chicken for topping. By the way, I don't eat coriander, and there are no other taboos."

"Okay, miss, please wait."

It was rare for such a young and beautiful girl to eat in a small restaurant like theirs. The waiter was a little ashamed, scratched his head uncomfortably, then slammed the sweat towel on his shoulder, and hurriedly walked towards the kitchen. Go, report to the chef in charge inside.

"Master Wang, the newcomer wants to order rice noodles and stewed chicken for toppings, without spicy and coriander." The waiter raised the curtain and reported in a low voice to the busy master inside.

"You have a brain (you have no brains), you can just yell outside, what are you doing in here!" The master spoon scolded the waiter holding a spoon, "Xiao Li, didn't you do a good job before? Yes, what's the matter today?"

(Forgive Shizhi for his incompetence in Changsha dialect, please ignore this bug. (#Д))

"Master Wang, didn't I just get confused for a while?" The waiter smiled and rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and explained: "Besides, Xiao Li, I also want to learn two tricks from you, Master Wang. Master Wang, don't be angry. Li, I'm going out now."

"You kid, you're a little bit cautious." The chef in charge of the spoon calmed down, and waved his hand at the waiter, "Xiao Li, you go out and do some work, change it, I'm free, I'll teach you how to do it."

The waiter smiled happily when he heard the words, and hurriedly replied, "Then Xiao Li is here, thank you master in advance."

"You boy, don't be poor, go to work quickly." The master in charge of the spoon gave him a hard look.

Wen Yu was bored looking at the street scene, when suddenly, her eyes fell on a familiar figure.

It was still an old-fashioned cotton gown, and the single-breasted buttons beside the slanted front were still messily buttoned.

But the owner with this sluggish and stiff back is holding a bunch of bright red, crystal clear hawthorn fruits—commonly known as candied haws.

Wen Yu kept admonishing herself in her heart, to hold back, to hold back, otherwise Cai Zibao, who is only across the window, will definitely find her.

In this way, she will add a lot of trauma to the heart of Cai Zibao, who already has a slight female discomfort.

Although Wen Yu tried hard to control her facial expressions, she still failed to hold back her laughter.

Sure enough, Cai Zibao turned his head and found Wen Yu who was giggling.

He was a little dazed, and it took him a while to react.

I frantically tried to hide the candied haws, but I put them up, put them down again, hid them on the left, and then hid them on the right. Obviously it didn’t fit anywhere, so I had to blush and stick dryly at the bunch of candied haws, na na Said: "It's not that I like to eat, but I bought it for my sister."

Wen Yu first silently stared at the bunch of candied hawthorns with a hawthorn missing for no reason, then glanced at the sprinkles on Cai Zibao's mouth, and changed the subject, "Cai Zibao, hurry up and give it to your sister." Send it away." Then he pointed to his own table and said, "I won't send it away."

Cai Zibao heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and felt embarrassed again. He hurriedly bought another bunch of candied haws from the vendor, stuffed them into Wen Yu's hands, and then hurriedly left with his own bunch of gourds. Disappeared in the bustling crowd.

Wen Yu withdrew her gaze from following Cai Zibao, and turned to look at the bunch of candied haws in her hand. The hawthorns were plump and ruddy, wrapped in a layer of honey-colored icing, and they already had a lot of appetite, let alone such a good weather. Under the sun, the icing glistens blingblingly under the direct sunlight, making it even more attractive.

After a while, Wen Yu smiled, put it to his mouth, and took a bite. It was sweet and sour, and tasted good. No wonder Cai Zibao couldn't forget it.

When Wen Yu came to her senses, there was already a bowl of steaming rice noodles on the table, and she subconsciously looked for the figure of the waiter.

Coincidentally, I met the waiter's weird eyes, and the end point of that line of sight was - the bunch of attractive candied haws in her hand. Coincidentally, a hawthorn was also missing.

The author has something to say: I promised to update it on the weekend, but unexpectedly, it didn’t come true. I hurriedly added it today, but the result is still not long. I really started writing it at 7 o’clock, and I browsed it before. Lao Jiumen, recalling the plot, but it seems that he didn't write any preparations, so let's do this first, Shizhi is going to bed, and he has class tomorrow.