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In the iron pan, there was a smashed noodles. Yuanzhou kept doing other dishes while sitting in the corner. Shu Xin was quietly waiting. She didn’t look at the phone, but looked at the kitchen from time to time. in.

But Shu Xin is not tall, even if she is sitting in a high chair, she can't see the pot placed inside, and she sniffs and smells the aroma that belongs to the paste.

It should be said that she actually did not smell anything.

"I don't know if it will be the same as I used to eat." Shu Xin felt a little worried.

In fact, Shu Xin’s worry is not that Yuanzhou is not good or authentic. She just worried that she would not do the same as when she was a child.

Although this is the first time that Shu Xin came to the Yuanzhou store, the name of Yuanzhou is naturally in the city of Rongcheng.

Even if Shu Xin is looking at Yuanzhou for cooking from time to time, in fact, her behavior is not at all awkward, because the diners present are basically the same.

Twenty minutes later, Yuanzhou put out a white porcelain bowl about two or two directly into the tray, and placed chopsticks and white porcelain spoons in the tray.

Su Ruoyan, who stood by, quickly picked up the tray and went to Shu Xin.

"Your paste is bad, please use it slowly." Su Ruoyan said while putting the bowl and cutlery out and putting it in front of her.

"Thank you." Shu Xin whispered.

"You're welcome." Su Ruoyan finished, took the tray and left.

At this time, Shu Xin was seriously looking at the bowl of noodles in front of him.

The white porcelain bowl that can be held by both hands, with beautiful and elegant flowers on the outside, looks very high-grade.

Inside, there is a bowl of smeared noodles, with a hint of oil on the surface, and green leaves of green cabbage are dotted around it.

A little stir can also see the diced meat, and the brown mushroom diced, with the faint white gas coming out, followed by the aroma of the paste.

“Good fragrance.” Shu Xin smelled the face and looked at the bowl and couldn’t help but smile, but there was a tear in her eyes.

“哗啦” Shu Xin suddenly stood up and yelled at the Yuanzhou in the kitchen. “Thank you, Yuan Bo, very sweet.”

Shu Xin’s voice is somewhat vague, that is, Yuanzhou did not understand whether she said it was very fragrant or very similar.

"Well, eat it, it’s not good to be cold. If there is a new towel here, it’s hot." Yuanzhou didn’t say much, just handed out a clean white towel.

"Thank you." Shu Xin became awkward at this time, and took the towel with her head down and sat down.

After sitting for a while, Shu Xin was relieved, and carefully watched the diners around without any traces. After discovering that no one noticed her, she was slightly straighter and squatted away from the table.

After all, just Shu Xin almost didn't go to the table.

Holding a towel, Shu Xin felt a warmth in his heart, and quickly rubbed his face with his head down. This is the heart: "Sure enough, on the Internet, Yuan Bo is really warm and straight, but I have no makeup." ”

Although I thought about this, but Shu Xin is very grateful to Yuanzhou, I feel much better after I feel calm and look at the past.

"Grandma, I have to eat it." Shu Xin said in secret, then picked up the spoon.

The spoon is also made of delicate white porcelain. The small one is held in the hand by Shu Xin, and a bright red peony flower is painted in the middle of the spoon.

Let this spoon look very magnificent.

But Shu Xin couldn't help but sneer out: "This spoon seems to be the kind used when I was young."

But when I was a child, the white porcelain spoon in the middle of the spoon would have a flower that didn’t know whether it was a peony or a rose. It was particularly large and gaudy. Although it was very delicate and rich, it did not affect Shu Xin’s thoughts when she was a child. Spoon.

Pick up a spoonful of smashed noodles, thin short noodles with a bit of green green leaves and a few egg skins mixed together, the aroma is more obvious when you reach your mouth.

There are noodle noodles and fresh vegetable aromas, as well as the taste of eggs, rich and full of fireworks.

Slightly squinting, Shu Xin slammed into his mouth, this smashed face was slightly warm, not hot at all.

In an instant, Shu Xin thought of what her grandmother said: "This temperature is just too hot, and I have to go to school."

"Why is this grandma so short?" Shu Xin said.

"Short you, chew less and eat twice, go to school early." Grandma took it for granted.

The picture of memory is just flashing, and the taste in the mouth is more real.

The short noodles are very soft, soaking all the ingredients and the taste of the soup, so that the noodles are delicious.

With crisp and crisp vegetables, a slightly flexible egg skin, and a chewy bacon, the whole taste is salty.

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"It's delicious, Grandma Yuan Boss is better than you." Shu Xin thought so, but his mouth slowly slowed down.

Shu Xin eats slowly, but a bowl of paste is really not much, and I will see the bottom soon.

But Shu Xin still carefully scraped the bottom of the bowl with a spoon, and then put down the spoon after eating the soup at the bottom of the bowl.

"It's delicious." Shu Xin fiercely looked up, and then saw the busy Yuan boss in the kitchen, only to realize that he was still in the store, and immediately lowered his head.

After retreating from the high chair, Shu Xin said a voice: "Thank you, Yuan Bo is very good, and the towel will be returned to you next time."

After that, he quickly walked out of the store door, and the speed quickly disappeared outside the door.

"You didn't tell her that the towel is the only free thing in the store?" Yuanzhou asked with a smile in a rare tone.

"Boss, I haven't had time to say it yet." Su Ruoyan said with some helplessness.

"Then tell me next time." Yuanzhou finished, and continued to cook.

"Okay, boss." Su Ruoyan nodded.

"This young lady is running too fast." Su Ruoyan looked helplessly at the door, heart.

This is just a small episode of dinner, and it will soon pass. The rest of the dinner time is very stable, and the two hours are very fast. At least the diners are very unsatisfied.

However, the business hours have arrived, and everyone is leaving in Yuanzhou to welcome you tomorrow.

When Su Ruoyan and Mao Ye were in the handover, Yuanzhou went straight to the building and washed it.

When Yuanzhou went downstairs again, the diners’ diners began to enter.

The first one to enter the door is two super-incompetent people. These two people are naturally Wang Hong and Fang Heng.

"Good evening." Yuanzhou greeted.

"Good evening, Yuan Boss." Fang Heng politely said.

"Yuan Boss is good at night." This full-fledged voice is Wang Hong.

"It is rare to see the two of you come to drink together." Yuanzhou Road.

"Oh, that's because I am happy with the joy of the event." Wang Hong immediately said with pride.

"Yes, this guy said that he has something to say to me, or to show off, so I invited me to drink alcohol. I will not go anywhere else, but Yuan Bo, you can only show off with him. "Fang Heng is a handkerchief.

"Not showing off, I am seeking truth from facts." Wang Hongdao.

"Then you talk about what it is." Fang Hengdao: "Yuan Boss, you see him saying something is calling me, but he is selling it, not telling me."

"I don't know if I can listen." Yuanzhou asked seriously.

Of course, Yuanzhou said that he is absolutely not curious as to what is going to make Wang Hong ask Fang Heng to drink. He is judging the fairness of these two children.

Originally, I wanted to hang the appetite, but Yuanzhou asked, Wang Hong would simply say: "Of course, anyway, there are still twenty minutes from the pub time. I will listen to Yuan’s boss, and you will be poor. Let the heavenly evil witch talk about it."

"Thank you Yuan Boss." Fang Heng is also a chicken thief. He directly thanked Yuanzhou and ignored Wang Hong.

However, Wang Hong did not care. He said with a proud face: "You know that I am a bestselling author now."

"Uh huh." Fang Heng snorted, not much to say.

Yuanzhou gave a nod to the face, and then Wang Hong went on.

"As a bestselling author, I already have a lot of fans. After the release of the new book in the first two months, there was a very talented female fan who added me and gave me a lot of inspiration for the next book." Wang Hong said this. When I looked at Fang Heng’s expression deliberately.

After all, he and Fang Heng both belonged to single dogs, but Fang Heng talked about love, and because he did not talk about it, he was often laughed at by Fang Heng, saying that he is a straight man who does not understand the heart of a girl.

Therefore, Wang Hongcai specifically stated that it was a female fan and said that they communicated very well. It is already a friend's message and would like to see Fang Heng's reaction.

However, Fang Heng’s reaction was no response, and Yuanzhou’s face was calm.

"We are friends now, and the relationship is very good. When I am ready to release the book, please come over." Wang Hong stressed.

"So?" Fang Heng said: "You told me to prove that you have a female reader ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but regardless of men and women." Fang Hengdao.

"Yes, the diners are not gender-specific." Yuanzhou's timely opening.

"Of course not." Wang Hong smiled and smiled again. "My friend is the female reader named Shao Wei. She sent me something yesterday."

"I didn't see any gifts from readers, I was a girl, so I said that I am not a straight man." Wang Hong followed.

"Congratulations, this is a good thing." Fang Heng said with a willingness.

Yuanzhou, who was on the side, nodded and agreed.

Indeed, because Wang Hong has few friends and friends, his character is not good at communication, so he can have a friend. Yuanzhou and Fang Heng naturally feel good as his friends.

"Give you something, happy, you have to ask me to drink today." Fang Hengshun asked.

Fang Heng vowed that when he asked, it was really just a slogan, and he had no other meaning, but he did not expect to hear the later answer.

"A bag of red beans." Wang Hong said.

“Hey?” Fang Heng looked at Wang Hong inexplicably.

"It's a bag of red beans. I suspect that Shao Yong is definitely going to cook for me. I told her that I often come to Yuan boss to eat here. She often says that I worry that I can't go out to eat and starve at home." Wang Hong said affirmatively.

"This logic is invincible." Fang Heng could not help but lick his face.

And Wang Hong continued: "So I cooked the red bean porridge and sent it to her. I want to know if I am eating at the kitchen shop. How can I have no hands on the cooking?"

Fang Hengxian abandoned the matter of asking Wang Hong a bag of red beans and cooking. He is now worried that Wang Hong is afraid to lose his friend of the book because he has a very bad feeling.

"You don't think there is anything strange about sending people red beans to you." Fang Heng, as a man who had a girlfriend, was still a girl who understood the girl's mind, reminded him.

"No, I have received other foods." Wang Hong shook his head.

"..." Fang Heng took a deep breath: "What strange place is there in the red bean?"

Wang Hong looked at the eye and said: "You told me that I have a friend who sent it."

That tone is called a very certain affirmation, Fang Heng wants to get started, and Yuanzhou on the side thinks about it carefully. I feel that Wang Hong’s words seem to be no problem, and I can’t help but look at Fang Heng.

"Roll, Dad has even a girlfriend, still care about your female friend?" Fang Heng waved impatiently.

"I see you are awkward, because I am now a bestselling author." Wang Hongjun said: "Don't worry, although you don't have a book friend, I can still ask you to drink."

"What did you say when you received the red bean?" Fang Hengwen said that he was helpless and could only ask directly.

"No, although there are not many red beans, but there is about half a catty, just can cook two red bean porridge." Wang Hongdao.

Fang Heng feels that his hunch is even worse.

"Then you really don't think this red bean is strange?" Fang Hengdao: "I want to speak clearly."

Wang Hong always has a triumphant smile on his face, because he is sure to envy him, so he is very careful to recall the details and prepare to share it with Fang Heng.

"There is nothing else, that is, the red bean is not so rounded with the words of the present." Wang Hong held his chin.

Very good, Fang Heng is the answer to the heart, but in order to be foolproof, let Wang Hong take the photo of the red bean porridge last night and show it to him.

Although Wang Hong’s face is not embarrassing during the period, you don’t have such a good friend, but I have the expression, but Fang Heng still carefully looked at the picture.

And because Fang Heng's expression is wrong, Yuanzhou, who saw the photo, didn't say that this porridge was not good, just listened silently.

"Red beans are born in the South, and spring comes with a few branches. I hope that you will pick up more things, this thing is the most lovesick." Fang Heng looked at Wang Hong with a look of poetry.

Then Fang Heng continued: "Have you heard this poem?"

"Of course I have heard it." Of course, Wang Hong is still inexplicable in his heart. As a writer, he is naturally not bad. He may not know the poems of Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

But then looking at Fang Heng's expression, he suddenly realized what, and then contacted his incomplete red beans, Wang Hong also had a bad feeling.

"I heard that girls will use the lettering on red beans to express their confession, and if I remember correctly, fifty grams of red beans can count about one hundred red beans, so five hundred and twenty red beans seem to be half a catty?" Said slowly.

After listening to this, Wang Hong’s face was directly fixed in the face of the thunder, as if it were petrified, and the look of his face disappeared.

And Yuanzhou no expression, no words, Wang Hongzhen is too stupid, so obvious confession can not see, anyway, he certainly will not commit this stupid.

After a while, Wang Hong suddenly went straight upstairs without saying a word, then quickly picked up the jug on the table and poured a drink and then quickly went downstairs: "I have already drunk, left It’s the **** cult witch, I’m leaving.”

Wang Hong has never been so serious, and he left immediately after he finished.

However, he saw his series of Sao Heng’s operation: "This is not a violation of the rules of Yuan Boss."

Yuanzhou nodded: "Not counting."

Yes, the rule here in Yuanzhou is that the signing must be present. If it is not, it will be illegal. At this time, Wang Hong can still think of this point is very reasonable.

But after the store door, no one knows.

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