[Comprehensive Yingmei] I just want to get through a catastrophe

Peter was very satisfied with the job of providing one breakfast and one dinner. Two hours in the morning and three hours in the afternoon, the salary was twenty dollars per hour. He didn't mention it to Aunt Mei. A child who can't wash his underwear, this kind of income of nearly a full-time man for a month will probably be considered cheated, or asked to do something out of the ordinary.

Ms. Ye, who doesn't look like a boss, is a beautiful woman who looks weak and gentle, but is actually lazy and self-willed. She can cover the face of a tall man with a head of nearly 1.9 meters and a body of hard muscles with a smile on her face. Because that man Tried to touch her ass.

It was too dangerous for a petite woman to act like this to a man who was more than twice her size. Sure enough, the man overturned the table in embarrassment, while the diners at the side just screamed but no one stood up.He dropped the half-washed dishes and rushed over at Spider-Man's speed, and almost had spider webs pop out of his hands.In the blink of an eye, Miss Ye, who barely reached the man's chest, had already dropped the man to the ground, and stepped on his face with a foot smaller than the man's palm.

The man struggled several times, but Ms. Ye stepped on it again with a smile. After repeating it several times, Peter felt a little sympathetic to the man, because Ms. Ye was obviously playing with him, like a cat holding a mouse under its paws , lazily and gracefully raised the paw, and slapped the mouse down again just when the mouse thought it could escape.

The two chefs came to the restaurant from the kitchen. Without saying a word, they just showed how to remove all pieces of meat from a roast pig in 1 minute under the crowd's onlookers. Clean, leaving a complete bone is very deterrent.The restaurant has been eerily peaceful and quiet since then, and no one has tried to mess with it.

He likes this place, the boss who is very tolerant to him, the chef who doesn't understand the language but always leaves him a piece of food every time, by the way, the roast pig that was sliced ​​was golden and crispy on the outside, dripping with bright water. Fatty, tender meat, rich juice, and a fruity aroma. When someone swallowed and asked if it was for sale, Ms. Ye brutally refused.

When the restaurant was closed, Chef Peng Tang packed more than half of it for him and took it home. The two chefs had missed the most delicious moment of the barbecue because they had been left for too long. Ms. Ye shared a piece with the overweight dog. Xiao Ban, he took it home to share with Aunt Mei. Seriously, it was worth letting him stay just because of such delicious food.

The flower growers are really strange, and these three are even more strange. They are like the dishes sold in restaurants, they are out of tune with the United States, but they also possess a kind of magic. Their sense of belonging is contagious, just a few days At that time, Peter had already regarded himself as a part of this restaurant.Whether it's Spider-Man or Peter, everything will be fine.

Fifteen dollars for a serving of noodles seems a bit expensive, the girl hesitated, fifteen dollars is enough for a lunch at the sushi restaurant next door.It's just that bowl of steaming noodles made her swallow, she has never felt so hungry, well, just try it once in a while, she told herself, paid, and carefully left the counter with the noodles.

Before starting to eat, I habitually take a picture first, with the words "[-] dollars a bowl of noodles, the owner of this Chinese restaurant is crazy, and what's even more crazy is that I actually paid for it." The picture is a bowl of color Brightly colored noodles.

"Fifteen dollars? Would anyone buy it? Well, only you fool."

"My dear, you have to be careful. In a novel I read recently, it was said that flower growers have a bug called 'Gu', which will be controlled after eating. Have you been controlled? Fifteen dollars for a bowl of noodles."

"This is horrible! I suggest you complain, why does the boss think that a bowl of noodles can be sold for fifteen dollars, and it is still a strange Chinese food."

"It looks good, how does it taste?"

"Is that the newly opened Chinese restaurant? It's lucky that you can have a breakfast."

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The tweet that was just posted received a lot of replies, but the girl didn't have the heart to read it anymore, and all her attention was taken away by the noodles in her mouth.

Hold the chopsticks awkwardly and slowly roll up the noodles. The restaurant should provide forks. How can you eat noodles without forks?But there doesn't seem to be such a service here, and she thinks she should suggest it to her boss.

Then the noodles that had just been rolled up slid down again, and the scent that was constantly emitting made her so hungry that she could only lower her head like others, pick up the noodles with chopsticks, suck them into her mouth slickly before they slipped off, and let out a With an inelegant voice, she accidentally splashed the soup on the table, even on her face, but she didn't cry out in surprise, she just took out a piece of paper and wiped it casually, savoring the delicious food in her mouth carefully.

The noodles with the soup were sucked into her mouth, and the overbearing deliciousness quickly deprived her of all her sense of taste. It was smooth and chewy, and the refreshing soup was actually rich and fragrant. It was completely different from what I usually drank, and it belonged to another country. the taste of.She couldn't help but picked up the big bowl and took a few sips. The piled up meat sauce was stirred up and fully blended with the soup. Wrapping the noodles and taking another sip, it was another delicious taste.

The girl who likes to tweet while eating has not responded for a long time.

"Why didn't you reply? Gosh did you get into trouble at that restaurant?"

"It's quite possible that a restaurant that can price a bowl of noodles in dollars for food can do anything."

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When the people who followed her were discussing, this girl appeared and replied to the message that she was lucky to have a breakfast.

"Yes, I also feel very lucky. This is the last one, so my luck should be doubled. It's worth the money. I hope my luck will last until tomorrow." The picture is an empty bay, Even the soup inside is clean.

"Is it noodles for breakfast today? I wonder why your florist's noodles are soaked in soup. It's so strange." A man stood opposite Ye Bai. This gentleman came every day after the Chinese restaurant reopened. He can make disapproving comments on every kind of food, such as unsightly presentation, unhealthy deep-frying, etc., and then he will order a portion and eat it clean.

"Really, I admit that the food in your store tastes good and will attract some people, but if you follow my suggestion and try the style that Americans like, it will definitely be more popular. First of all, noodles and soup Give me a share."

"I'm sorry, sir, this is soup noodles. There are many kinds of noodles without soup you mentioned," such as braised noodles, cold noodles, dry noodles, oil-splashed noodles, fried noodles, etc. dozens of kinds are without soup. "For flower growers It would be terrible for people who have only one way to eat one kind of food.” I can only express my apologies to Mr. Ye Bai, who always tries to set a menu for them, “But today our chef made noodle soup , if you want to eat noodles without soup, then I suggest you try your luck next time."

"Your stubbornness will make you suffer, girl, then okay," Mr. Picky shrugged helplessly, "Just give me a noodle soup."

"Sorry, it's sold out." Ye Bai motioned him to look at the girl who just brought away a bowl of noodles, "Today's breakfast time is over, welcome to visit again tomorrow."

"No, no, I saw it." Mr. Picky moved closer to Ye Bai, pointing at Yi Sang who was still frying eggs, "Your chef is still cooking, don't tell me the answer, I don't want to hear it."

"I thought you should know, that's our staff's breakfast. Thank you for coming, I hope you can catch up tomorrow." Ye Bai expressed regret with a smile on his face.

"But there are only four of you." The sharp-eyed guest noticed that there were five servings of noodles taken out of the steaming cauldron. "Eating too much for breakfast is not good for your health." Taking the hook, he coolly took out his wallet from his pocket and was about to pay, but was startled by the furry brushing against his legs. "Oh! What is this?! A... husky? It seems a little fat."

Disguised as a dog, the wolf who became chubby because of the good food and lack of exercise just looked up at him coldly, turned around and sat on the ground obediently, raised his head and waited for Ye Bai to tie it up. Put on the little snow-white apron, and serve up its portion.

Fifteen dollars a serving of noodle soup, clear soup, yellow dragon beard noodles, green vegetable leaves, golden fried eggs, red meat sauce wrapped in white sesame and crushed peanuts, Mr. Picky Standing in front of the counter and watching a dog eat the breakfast he was going to pay for, and it was noodles without soup, the expression on his face was indescribable, probably because he was desperate for this world where people are not as good as dogs.

After lowering his head and eating his own breakfast on the exclusive dinner plate, he stepped on the little apron with his paws and yelped twice. Peter held the sea bowl to drink soup with one hand and untied the little apron for it with the other hand, "It's really Smart dog, I heard that when huskies go crazy, they even scare me. It takes courage for a restaurant to raise a husky." Peter stroked Erha's head, and got a disgusted look from Erha, flicking his big tail walked away.

tasty!Ye Bai, who is sucking noodles, is so happy that she can even bend her eyes. She can drink three bowls of this soup, and the highest level of deliciousness is when others watch me eat. Others can’t buy as much as I want with money. , so happy.Holding a large bowl of soup without any image, the bowl was so big that it could fit her entire face in it.

The cell phone that hadn't been ringing since arriving in the United States suddenly started vibrating and buzzing. The ringtone was just changed a few days ago. Zhou Xingxing's magical laugh, with an infinite loop every six seconds, attracted people's attention.Ye Bai, who was drinking the soup, took a look at it, ignored the unknown American number, stopped for three seconds and continued to ring, continued to ignore.

When it rang four times, Peter's mind was full of that devilish laughter, and he felt that if he laughed now, he would become like this, it was poisonous. "Ye, won't you pick it up?"

"No one in the US has my number. It's a phone scam. It's aimed at foreigners who just came to the US." He drank the last sip of soup contentedly, "Speaking of which, let's exchange phone numbers. Peter, I don't have any friends in the US yet, the US What social software do you usually use? Twitter? I have an account, let's follow each other." Ye Bai picked up the phone and rejected the fifth incoming call by the way, "Are all scammers in the United States so persistent? "

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Ye Bai's diary:

On the first day Stark left, I missed him, missed him.

The day after Stark left, I missed him, missed him.

On the third day after Stark left, I missed him, missed him.

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On the fifth day after Stark left, the dishwasher I wanted was finally delivered!