No matter who it is, as long as it is a customer, the female shopkeeper's automatic line is this sentence.
"A plate of crab shell roe, a cage of Nanxiang Xiaolongbao, and a cup of silk stocking milk tea." Dai Yuxing seemed to know the female shop owner's ability, with a slight smile on his face, he pointed out three things that no ghost shop could make.
food.
Then she looked at the notice of the ghost stall, her smile faded slightly, and she murmured in a low voice: "Do you want to tell a story...wait a minute."
I saw Dai Yuxing take out his mobile phone from his arms and smiled: "Sure enough, he is outside the circle."
Immediately afterwards, she took out a small revolver from her waist, pointed it at the sky and fired a shot. While she was doing this, she kept paying attention to the female shopkeeper from the corner of her eyes. It seemed that as long as the female shopkeeper said a word "no", she would stop immediately.
However, the female shopkeeper did not move, and neither did Ren Suo off-screen. He was curious about what would happen next.
There was a gunshot, the revolver exploded with sparks, and with the crackling sound of "wuwuwuwu", an extremely dazzling flashing white light suddenly erupted three meters above the ghost stall.
Ren Suo's perspective followed the female shop owner, and the female shopkeeper was naturally not affected by light. It was just the girl who stared at the countermeasures bearing the crowd screamed, covering her eyes and shook her head and shouted: "Ahhhho me.
s eyes!"
...This dialect is really domineering.
It took more than ten seconds for Dai Yuxing to recover. She looked at the small revolver in her hand, sighed and took it back, shook her head, looked at it, and asked with a smile: "Can I go out for a while and come back to eat?"
"..." It seemed that this was the first time she encountered this kind of question. The female shopkeeper's automatic answer did not have a corresponding response sentence. After a moment of silence, she asked: "Is this your truth?"
Dai Yuxing was stunned.
Then she sighed: "No."
"It's strange. After I sat down, I just wanted to chat with you." Dai Yuxing looked at the female shopkeeper and said, "I don't want to get my butt off the stool at all. Is this the power of the Immortal Palace? Is this the power of the God of Cookery?
?」
This kind of problem does not fall within the service scope of the female shop owner, so the only way to have a conversation is with the 'intimate brother' Ren Suo: "Face your heart, only by speaking out can you eat the delicious food you expect."
"I still shoulder the mission of the Countermeasures Bureau..." Dai Yuxing said with a bitter smile: "I will definitely be scolded when I go back."
"But...I'm used to it."
Dai Yuxing put his head on his arms and slept on the dining table like a primary school student taking a nap. He closed his eyes and whispered:
"When I was six years old, my parents divorced."
"Because my father cheated on me, I lived with my mother. My mother was very busy at work, but she never relaxed her education on me."
"Maybe it was because I was too scared when I saw my father leave me. I was afraid that my mother would leave me too, so for the next ten years, I revolved around my mother and did whatever she asked me to do...
"
"I learned dance, piano, and cram school, and I did very well in everything. As long as I can see my mother smile, I will be very satisfied..."
"This doesn't sound like a lack of father's love and mother's love..." Ren Suo thought to himself.
"Later...I went to college."
Dai Yuxing said: "This is my first time living away from my mother. I am very excited but also very scared."
"I also have a youth that I can recall, so I joined the university club, the student union, ran for class president, actively participated in various competitions, and even met a boy I liked..."
Ren Suo recorded Dai Yuxing's words without sadness or joy. He felt that this was a huge challenge: How to analyze the inner world of this current person?
"...Then, I walked into the abyss." Dai Yuxing's head rubbed against her arm, as if she was shaking something away, but she was still telling her past:
"I assigned the work that the college and school implemented in the class to other student cadres. They always said that they were not free and asked me for help... I smiled and agreed."
"My roommate was on the phone all night long, and I couldn't sleep. I didn't say a word. When I got up in the morning, I touched the chair, and my roommate immediately complained... I yelled and apologized."
"During the competition, other team members came up with some incredible and unrealistic ideas. I obviously had a better idea, but when they asked me what I thought of this idea... I smiled and agreed."
"The student union always holds dinner parties, and they also like to toast. I hate the smell of alcohol, but when other people come over to toast... I drink it with a smile."
"My friend told me that she thought he was actually a very good man despite his ordinary appearance. She asked me for his WeChat account and asked me if I liked him... I smiled and said no."
"When I took graduation photos, I could call out many people's names, and others would greet me kindly... But no one knew that it was my birthday."
After a long silence, Dai Yuxing continued: "Later, I woke up and came to the Countermeasures Bureau. Just like a university, there are good people and bad people in the Countermeasures Bureau, but..."
"I am still Dai Yuxing."
She didn't say much about her experiences in the Countermeasures Bureau, but this sentence seemed to be enough to describe her life.
Dai Yuxing raised her head from her arm, and there were already two pools of tears on her face. Her face was soaked with tears.
"The Countermeasures Bureau believes that the God of Cookery has some ability to prevent the food stall truck from being discovered, and it is indeed true. There is no mobile phone signal here, and flares cannot be fired."
Dai Yuxing wiped his face and smiled again: "I didn't expect to meet the God of Cookery just two days into my night shift. It seems my luck is not that bad."
Without waiting for the female shopkeeper to ask, Dai Yuxing took the initiative to speak out: "Do you still remember the couple you entertained in Hong Kong? The boy took the initiative to contact the countermeasure system and detailed his encounter with the food truck and the corpse of an old man.
Tell me about ghosts and actively cooperate with the government to check for physical changes."
"Not to mention that the 'Rainy Night Butcher' surrendered himself the next day, and the countermeasure system also noticed your existence."
That Huang Mao has such a sense of social responsibility is really beyond Ren Suo's expectation.
"Later, we also knew about your meeting with Zach in Manhattan." Dai Yuxing said, "Zack's actions that night were directly exposed to the eyes of intelligence agents from various countries. And the next day, the New York Police Department also ushered in a peak of surrenders."
"The Countermeasures Bureau no longer has any doubts. Through preliminary statistics, it is guessed that there are two patterns of your appearance: first, appearing in large cities with extremely large populations; second, appearing in parks and other urban centers but in areas where there are few people at night. So we
I stay overnight in various parks just to meet you."
Dai Yuxing smiled: "In the Countermeasures Bureau, although I am an awakened person as a main member, it is rarely used. Serious main members will not participate in such waiting tasks. And I was asked if I could
When I couldn't be responsible for the night watch in the park, I agreed, although it was very uncomfortable for me to have day and night reversed."
"However, after seeing the God of Cookery, I felt that this should be fate's last favor for me."
Dai Yuxing looked at the female shopkeeper and said in dialect: "Is it cowardly of me to place my hopes on Nong?"
The female shopkeeper silently pushed the crab shell yellow and Nanxiang steamed buns over, handed over a cup of milk tea, and said:
"Stop laughing."
Dai Yuxing pursed her lips, her eyes instantly burst into tears, and dripping water fell on the milk tea, and then she drank it in one gulp.
"Hot." She couldn't help but stick out her tongue and smiled, picked up the steamed dumplings and crab shells and ate them.
After she finished eating and drinking, she didn't show any signs of attack. Ren Suo also breathed a sigh of relief. He just checked online and found out that Dai Yuxing should be the so-called 'pleasant personality', so the meal he ordered was also different from others.
different:
"Confidence" is a must, add half a spoon of "rebellion", half a spoon of "anger", two spoons of "brave" and "enthusiasm".
There are a lot of miscellaneous seasonings, and Ren Suo can't guarantee whether they are useful or not.
Dai Yuxing suddenly let out a sigh, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face: "I'm so rude in front of the God of Cookery."
After wiping it clean, Dai Yuxing's delicate face showed a smile again.
It's not the kind of smile where you stretch your muscles slightly and try to maintain your posture, but the kind of smile where two rows of white teeth are exposed, without any scruples, like a happy smile rolling around on the hillside with a panda in your arms.
"Thank you, I want to ask a question, is that okay?"
The female shopkeeper didn't respond. Then Dai Yuxing blushed and mustered up the courage to ask:
"Can I like you?"
Ren Suo blinked outside the screen, wondering if it was time for him to learn to cook...
It turns out that if the rice is cooked well, both men and women can kill each other!?
