Yu Lanchuan looked at the ingredients on the old man's tricycle and then looked at the direction he was traveling: "Are you the boss?"

This stall is blocking the intersection, which is equivalent to blocking someone else's door. The knife-wielding hooligan just now was quite right, this is really someone else's road and someone else's door.

"I'm also a chef, and sometimes I also work part-time as a waiter." The boss slowly pushed the tricycle forward. Yu Lanchuan was about to reach out to help him, but before he could roll up his sleeves, a seventeen-eighth-year-old boy ran out of the small restaurant.

The 20-year-old boy smiled brightly at the world and diligently helped his boss move things.

Yu Lanchuan's eyes lingered on the young man for a moment, and found that his facial features were not symmetrical, his eyes were widely separated, and he couldn't take it back when he smiled. His slender limbs seemed a bit uncoordinated, and his movements were particularly large and clumsy.

"I picked this kid up, but they don't want it anymore." The old shopkeeper straightened up, took a breath, and pointed at his head, "I'm not very smart and can't do too detailed work - do you two have a reservation?"

"No," Yu Lanchuan was shocked, "Do you still need to make a reservation here?"

"Oh, that's not the case. Just asking casually, it seems foreign." The boss let the two of them in and sighed towards the empty restaurant, "Students today are different from before. No one comes to places that are not foreign... Today

It’s not open yet, so I’ll give you two free orders.”

Yu Lanchuan looked at such a miserable little restaurant and felt a little unbearable. Just as he was about to refuse, he remembered that Gan Qing was treating this meal, and it was inconvenient for him to overstep his authority. He turned back to look for Gan Qing, only to realize that she had not followed him and was facing her.

The front of the shop is in a daze.

Gan Qing hadn't been here for ten years. She felt that her memory was not very good, and she thought she would have to go through a lot of trouble to find the right place today. But when she finally got here, she suddenly regretted her hasty proposal.

How could you forget this place?

At that time, Wei Xiao was working in a hotel as a chef, working shifts with another colleague. He was not idle when he was not on duty. At first, he tried to open a stall by himself, hoping to sell some snacks, but he might not be in business.

That piece of food soon went out of business at the stall, and later I joined a friend's restaurant to help cook, mainly making pasta.

He keeps himself busy, which is quite reasonable - Wei Xiao said that cooking in hotels is all standard, the assembly line is always the same process, and you have to rush all the time, so it is not as interesting as working in this kind of fly restaurant

, he also put a lot of effort into cooking a bowl of Yangchun noodles and serving it to the guests.

What he said sounded like a chef obsessed with cooking. Gan Qing ten years ago just ignored it and didn't take it to heart.

Looking back now, she had a different taste - if the old man really thought small restaurants were good, why didn't he quit his job in the hotel and concentrate on "cooking with heart"?

"Hey," Yu Lanchuan called her back to her senses with a voice, "Why are you in such a daze?"

Gan Qing suddenly raised her head and met the old shop owner's eyes, but the boss's eyes did not stay on her. He only glanced at her and walked into the shop in an old-fashioned manner.

Also, ten years have passed, and the girl has grown into an embarrassed adult, and the nimble boss has become senile due to the weather. Who can remember who?

Didn't she recognize the old shopkeeper when she was just minding her own business?

"Sit down and find a place wherever you want," the boss said. "I'm slow, you two, don't be in a hurry, right?"

Yu Lanchuan shook his head: "Why didn't you hire a few more people?"

"I can't afford to hire one," the boss said. "It's outdated, and people don't like it. If I didn't own the store and the house, and I don't have to pay rent, the business would have been long gone. I just use it as a distraction."

Yu Lanchuan didn't understand, what's the point of persisting in such a poor and poor restaurant? Why don't you do something else to relieve your boredom? Renting or selling the store will be enough for him to support him in his old age. It's so chaotic here, and there's a fight between hooligans.

Why bother if you have to suffer disaster?

At this time, Gan Qing kicked her gently, and Yu Lanchuan glanced at her and temporarily swallowed his doubts.

When the sound of frying came from the back kitchen, Gan Qing said softly: "The boss's son used to go to No. 13 Middle School. He didn't study well and fought all day long. One time, someone blocked him and he ran out in a panic.

, was hit by a car and died...many years ago."

Yu Lanchuan asked: "Is that why you open a small restaurant here?"

"Well," Gan Qing nodded, "At first I wanted to find an explanation from the school. After all, this happened during school hours. It was not popular to buy a house at that time. It happened that the original owner of this house was in need of money, so he bought this place very cheaply.

It was transferred to him and he was allowed to settle here. Later, everyone was wrangling for many years with no result. The school paid a symbolic compensation of two yuan and let it go. Instead, his small restaurant opened. Don't look at it.

Nowadays, the restaurant is deserted, but it used to be very popular for a while, and its various noodle soup bases and sesame cakes were very famous."

The boss used to sell sesame seed cakes from a cart. After he opened the small shop, he built a large oven in the back kitchen specifically for baking sesame seed pancakes. He made three flavors of sesame seed pancakes: sugar, salt and pepper, and meat pancakes. When customers came to order sesame seed pancakes, they all

It is taken out of the oven and served directly, wrapped in oil paper. The sesame seeds will fall off when touched, and even the paper can add fragrance. Just be careful when eating it. Take a small bite and the outer shell will "click" and become crispy.

When the ground cracks, scalding white smoke will come out. If you can't dodge it, you'll be blown away by the heat.

After Wei Xiao arrived and tasted his sesame seed cakes, he said he shouldn’t make too complicated stir-fry dishes and just keep the characteristics. The sesame seed pancakes are best paired with soup noodles, so he helped tinker with several signature noodles, the cheapest and most skillful one.

, which is Yangchun noodles.

Gan Qing said: "So when he sees those children fighting, he always likes to go over and take care of them."

Yu Lanchuan frowned: "At such an old age, those little hooligans are not serious or serious, what should I do if they beat him?"

"They didn't dare when I was here," Gan Qing said lightly, "and a lot of people would come over for dinner, and they all knew about the boss's family affairs. They were not as knowledgeable as him. Occasionally, some people would take action to solve problems. When they saw him coming,

It automatically broke up. But it seems that no one buys his account now."

There are big rivers and lakes outside, and No. 13 Middle School is just a small river and lake. A small river and lake is like a farmland. The seedlings in it grow one after another and are cut one after another. They are replaced quickly, just like wheat that ripens twice a year.

The young man in the store finished moving the things and rushed over to pour water for them. However, his hands were unstable and he poured half the water and spilled the other half. If Yu Lanchuan hadn't dodged quickly, he would have almost poured water all over his pants.

Yu Lanchuan quickly took the kettle to avoid sweeping the floor politely: "Okay, okay, let's do it ourselves."

The boy was like a crazy dog, wagging his head and piling all the condiment jars and chopstick holders on the table in front of them, begging for praise with bright eyes.

Yu Lanchuan forced a kind smile: "...the service in your store is so enthusiastic."

It wasn't until the chef called for help that the young man reluctantly left. The remaining two guests looked at each other for a while and then began to return the chopstick tubes and oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to their respective places.

"But I guess if I get hit twice occasionally, he won't take it seriously." Gan Qing said, "Just treat it like a son hitting me."

Yu Lanchuan, who was working as a waiter, couldn't help but laugh after hearing what Ah Q said. After laughing, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he changed the subject and asked her: "Hey, when I ran under the footman,

It was so thrilling when I came out, but it didn't make you remember me. How come I had such a trivial fight outside a small restaurant, but you remember it clearly? Do you have selective amnesia? "

Gan Qing murmured smoothly: "That's because you startled you, but I didn't. I stripped naked and didn't even have a ounce of flesh. What's so shocking? It's better to grow up..."

Yu Lanchuan kicked her under the table, but Gan Qing got out of the way defensively: "I praise you for being taller and better!"

Yu Lanchuan smiled but said: "I thank you, I don't accept comments."

Gan Qing put her finger on the tip of a chopstick and turned it in a circle. After recalling for a moment, she said: "Maybe it was because I was unhappy that day... My grades in No. 13 Middle School have always been good. Every time I finish the exam, I can pass the test."

As soon as he was on the top 50 red list, he failed to take the midterm exam because he missed two classes. Wei Xiao - oh, he was working here at the time - after finding out, he worked in the kitchen in front of the boss

My face hurts me."

Those annoying boys separated a wall and made the store noisy like a zoo. After reviewing their own strategies and tactics, of course they also despised the opponent's skills and character.

Over there, Wei Xiao was scolding his young apprentice in the kitchen: "I'm not trying to say whether this midterm exam is important or not, but your attitude is not correct. Do you know what priorities are? How many years can you last in school if you mess around every day?

?What to do in the future?”

The proud men next door seemed to have heard it, and seamlessly connected the topic. The proud voices of the young people floated along the cracks in the wall: "Okay, okay, just say a few words. There is no need to be familiar with them, just talk."

This time, the ball will never touch it again in the future."

"Who said that? What if your sewer is blocked in the future? Why don't you ask someone to clear it?"

"Then the future of your home's sewer system is worrying. I'll forget it. I'll take the IELTS test again at the end of the month and check the situation. I've already contacted all the foreign schools."

There was silence in the kitchen, and the corners of Wei Xiao's eyes were twitching.

The children are still emotionally affected by a football game, but the adults have already seen the gap in the future.

When Gan Qing took the high school entrance examination, she was overconfident and only applied to one school, No. 3 Middle School. As a result, she was idle all day long and made a mistake during the exam, failing to pass the exam by three points.

At that time, there was no education reform in Yanning. Some key high schools openly admitted "self-financed students" and recruited students who were within ten points lower than the admission score. If they were one point short of the admission score, they would have to pay an extra "school selection fee" of 15,000.

A difference of three points, plus the tuition fee, it would cost 50,000 yuan. If Wei Xiao had so much savings back then, how could he live in the back alley of Nitang?

There was no way, Wei Xiao borrowed money from everywhere for this matter, but unfortunately his poor friends were still poor, and everyone couldn't get much together. Until the third night, Wei Xiao received an anonymous package and opened it.

At first glance, there were five piles of cash neatly stacked inside.

However, before he could pay the money, Gan Qing told him nonchalantly that she had imitated his handwriting and signed a statement giving up school choice. Poorer ordinary high schools would not be able to recruit enough students and would accept failed students from the nearest administrative area.

In this way, she went to the junkyard No. 13 Middle School.

This simply became a thorn in Wei Xiao's heart.

The sound coming from next door jolted Wei Xiao hard.

"If I see you playing with a knife while doing homework again, I will ask you to return the butcher's ox." Wei Xiao gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, but after saying the harsh words, he felt heartbroken again.

After all, the starting point for children is their parents. If he spent 50,000 yuan as easily as buying a jelly bean, how could the child be so stubborn? So he sighed, "If he had gone to No. 3 Middle School..."

This sentence immediately ignited Gan Qing's anger, and she interrupted him coldly: "Fortunately not!"

Wei Xiao looked at her in shock.

"Back then, I was afraid that you would be embarrassed, so I made a lot of determination before signing the contract. When I came back, I found out that my family was already rich, and I secretly regretted it for a long time - ha!" She laughed bitterly, "Later I realized that the sum

Where did the money come from? If I really used that money to go to school, I would be so sick that I would jump off a tall building now!"

"What did you say..."

"My enemy who killed my father sent you the dirty money he earned from killing people and selling goods to buy me points. It's so funny, Master!" Gan Qing said, "Is this why you protect him? He even committed murder and arson.

If it weren't for... I wouldn't even know that you were ordered to be the leader of the alliance because of this person! When you were teaching him, you spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, so you were afraid that your apprentice would become something famous!"

Wei Xiao froze: "Who...who told you?"

Gan Qing's hand holding the wooden chopsticks suddenly paused: "By the way, I remembered, that day happened to be the day of my showdown with Wei Xiao."

Yu Lanchuan asked: "About your biological parents?"

Gan Qing knew that she was adopted by her master, but Wei Xiao never revealed her life experience to her. He only said that she was a neighbor's child when she was out of town. Her parents and relatives were gone. She looked pitiful, and she had no children at her knees.

She was lonely, so she picked her up and raised her. She also vaguely knew that she had a senior brother who worshiped her ancestors during festivals and festivals. She had seen the name "Wei Huan" in the disciple list. He was the same generation as her, and his name had been crossed out.

When asked, the master simply told her: "Your senior brother is not from the same group as us."

Yu Lanchuan: "I have always found it very strange. According to normal logic, your elders must hide your bloody life experience until death. Where did you hear it from?"

"I'm just minding my own business," Gan Qing waved his hand. "One time when I came home from school, I saw someone chasing a pickpocket on the street. I tripped the thief with my foot. The person whose wallet was stolen was probably a rich man, and he smoked a thousand for happiness.

Cash, she gave it to those people who helped her chase the thief. Those people couldn't refuse, and they felt that it was all the result of my kick, so they had to give me the money. I think they have a lot of charlatanism, and they know kung fu, otherwise they wouldn't be able to do it.

I didn't dare to catch thieves on the street, so I heard them chatting, saying that they were all wandering around, so I felt that we were compatible, so I had a meal with them... During the meal, I happened to hear them chatting about Wei Xiao."

"I just learned that Wei Xiao rides a women's bicycle out to cook every day, and actually goes to the leader's order. Before I can recover, they have already begun to count the people who died under the sword of Wan Muchun - there are flour mills in neighboring provinces.
Chapter completed!