I am a Chef in the Modern Era

The Xiqin restaurant was fired overnight, and the whole Chaoyang Street knew it, but before knowing the good food there, I knew that there was a handsome guy there.

By the end of the month, the old Yangtou had an account, and the money was more than five times that of usual, and he was shocked.

He has been in this restaurant for so many years and has not had so much money in any month. Although he has never collected money in his usual days, he has only been interested in opening this restaurant. He has been open for so many years and is reluctant to turn it off. Therefore, money is not the focus, and naturally it is not counted every day. As a result, at the end of the month, there are so many more.

Old Yangtou is old and doesn't know the role of the Internet. He is a person who doesn't even use his mobile phone on weekdays. Apart from the landline at home, he rarely plays even on the phone, so he doesn't even know that these are the ones. I was given the microblog of Lin’s face.

However, although I don’t know how this store is on fire, he still knows that these are all related to Lin Yiyi’s, because the girls in the store are the most endless, and now they are slowly connected. The local people will run over to eat, and the young people in the store suddenly have so much. How do you think it is because of Lin Yiyi’s relationship.

Lin Biao is officially taking over the work of Lao Yangtou, and is fully competent. Every morning, he gets up with soup and sauce, and he can steal a lazy sleep for two hours.

Lao Yangtou carefully counted the money and then divided half of it.

"Small, come over."

Lin Yiyi is soup in the kitchen, a clean white cotton t-shirt, a light-colored jeans, and then surrounded by a funny cartoon bear apron.

"Grandpa, what happened?"

Old Yang head smiled and looked at this gentle and handsome young man and handed over the money in his hand.

"Give a small salary."

Lin Biao’s eyes blinked, and the money in the hands of Lao Yang’s head was more than a few times more than usual. How could he not see it?

"Grandpa, more."

Lao Yangtou put the money into Lin Yiyi’s hand. "What more, not much, now you have done what Grandpa has done. This money is what you deserve. If you don't want it, Grandpa can't ask you to do anything anymore. ""

Lin Yiyi is not a native of this world. Although he knows that money is of great use, he has never had much conception of money. Therefore, in his heart, Lao Yangtou only needs to be happy and give him as much as he can, so he is not Decline, put the money in your pocket.

When Lao Yangtou saw him accept it, he was happy. He is so old and not drawing money. Although the restaurant is his, he is also using his food. He can give Lin Bian money, he Still willing, not to mention, this extra money originally had the merits of Lin Yiyi.

Lin Yiyi is already sensible enough, but the old Yangtou still can't help but think, if his grandson is like Lin Yiyi, then he will probably wake up dreaming.

"Small, where are your money?"

"at home."

Old Yangtou heard the words and shook his head. "How to do it at home is not safe. So, you are now eighteen. After two days, Grandpa will go with you to the bank, save the money, and then take it when you use it. ""

Lin Yi nodded, "Okay."

Lin Yiyi has been in the Xiqin restaurant for three months. Calculating the money that Lao Yangtou gave him, there are already more than 10,000 pieces. This 10,000 yuan is conveniently placed in the bedside cabinet by Lin Yiyi. The old Yang head looked shocked.

"You are a silly boy, how can this money be placed here, what if it is stolen?"

Although this Chaoyang Street has a good folk style, it is not guaranteed that people who have seen the money will be worried.

Lin Biao has never thought about these problems. The silver he used to use was only locked in a small box and placed in the cupboard. Now he has not felt any problem with the money.

Old Yangtou was older and more careful. He found a cloth and put his wallet up. He did not say the three-tiered and three-tiered bags. He also loaded the money with an inconspicuous but strong bag. The road went to the bank.

There is a commercial bank not far from Chaoyang Street. It is the nearest one. It is easy to store and convenient to take.

Because it was the time to go to work, there were not many people in the bank, but there were still a few people waiting in line. Lin Yiyi was the first time to come to this place. It was inevitable to be curious. He looked around and finally took the list next to the seat. It’s up.

"xx bank current management... interest rate... income..."

Lin Yiyi reluctantly read it again, and remembered it all, but he didn't understand it.

Here is watching, the electronic sound has been reported there, Lin Yiyi looked at the number on his hand, and walked up in the waving gesture of Lao Yangtou.

More than 12,000 pieces, and saved an integer, the remaining two thousand, Lao Yangtou decided to take Lin to buy a mobile phone.

Although he is too old to use, Lin is still small, and he is clever and quick to learn. He should learn how to play soon. Now there are several children who don’t have a mobile phone, and only Lin Yiyi, who is sensible, Don't buy money if you have money.

Where did he know that Lin Yiyi didn’t buy it, but he only watched the mobile phone on TV, and he didn’t understand it at all. Naturally, he didn’t want to buy it. After all, he thought that the mobile phone was used to make calls, and Lin Biao No one can call at all.

The mobile phone is not interested in Lin, but the old Yangtou said that he bought it. He did not deny it. Anyway, he didn’t have anything to buy except for food. The money is not very useful for him.

Old Yangtou is old and doesn't understand the mobile phone. He can only listen to the introduction of the salesperson.

The salesperson is a little girl, not too old, and seems to be part-time in the summer vacation.

I saw Lin Yiyi's excitement and didn't pay much attention to the introduction. Instead, I carefully said several mobile phones that are not expensive but have good quality word-of-mouth performance.

Lin Biao didn't understand, but from the salesperson's narrative he compared it and chose a one that was moderately priced and good in all respects. The white casing was like a thin remote control in his hand.

When I walked back, I passed an ice cream shop, and there was a long queue at the door. Lin Yiyi suddenly walked away, and looked back and watched the old Yangtou and stopped to look around.

I saw the ice cream shop, and Yang Yang smiled.

Lin Yiyi’s child doesn’t seem to have any knowledge of the money, and he has no interest in things. It’s like just buying a mobile phone has always been a lack of enthusiasm, but there is an unspeakable obsession with eating. As long as it is lined up to sell, no matter what, Lin Yiyi seems to want to eat a look, the old Yangtou is seen.

"Want to eat ice cream?"

But this ice cream is also something that such a big child likes to eat.

Lin Yi nodded.

"If you like to eat, go buy it, Grandpa is waiting for you here."

Lin Biao heard the words and went there. Lao Yangtou thought about it and stopped him.

"You can only buy one this time." If you buy one as you did last time, it will be a must.

Lin Yiyi’s head is like the childishness of such a big child.

"Grandpa doesn't eat?"

Everything wants to get him, Lao Yangtou smiled and bent his eyes. "This is too ice, Grandpa can't eat, you can eat it yourself."

There is a long queue in front of the ice cream shop. This season, nothing is sold, but ice cream, it is particularly popular. Lin Yiyi has not eaten this kind of thing. It should be said that although he sees it on TV. After a lot of things, there are very few that can be eaten.

There are also several brands on the checkout counter. The top is full of various ice cream flavors. Not only are there words and pictures, no matter which one looks extraordinarily delicious, Lin Biao thinks that the old Yangtou can only buy One, made a hard time.

"Little handsome, what do you want?"

The little girl who sells ice cream smiles and doesn't rush. Seeing the handsome guy is always extra patience.

Lin Yiyi looked up and looked at the sign, and couldn’t make it.

The girl smiled and recommended her signature ice cream. "Our shop's chocolate briquettes, vanilla buffy, rose milk are all sold well, what kind of little guy wants?"

Lin Yiyi remembered the words of Lao Yangtou and grinned. "Is there the best food?"

The girl was asked a glimpse, and the next few people lined up and laughed.

"Look at what you like. If it is a little bit more milky, it is better to have rose milk. If you want other flavors, there are strawberries, grapes, matcha, chocolate, and blueberries."

Best to eat? One hundred people have one hundred flavors, and ice cream is the best for girls.

"Then it is rose milk."

If it is delicious, I will buy it every day, and Lin Yiyi will raise his mouth.

The ice cream here is handmade, so the price is a little expensive, but the taste is very good, the girl quickly handed a box with a beautiful pattern on the box, the box is white milk ice cream, a few small in the middle The rose, and the top is full of a spoonful of rose sauce, translucent blush color, inserted a plastic spoon, it looks particularly delicious, Lin Biao snorted and swallowed.

Rose milk is one of the characteristics of this shop. The rose sauce here is handmade, sweet and delicious, and also has a faint aroma. Lin Yiyi only knows that rose is a kind of flower, but never knows that it can eat. It is still so delicious.

When the old Yangtou saw Lin Biao's eyes and came out, he knew that this time things would certainly make him very satisfied, because every time he liked something he liked, Lin Biao always had this expression.

"I didn't make you happy when I bought a mobile phone. An ice cream will make you happy."

"It's really delicious, grandpa don't want to taste something?"

Old Yang head shook his head.

"What do you have in your hand?"

Lin Yiyi did not think that the old Yangtou said that he raised his hand. It turned out that he took the list in the bank and handed it to Lao Yangtou. The old Yangtou threw it into the trash can.

"These things are deceptive. The money is still in the bank. It's all deceptive to get these imaginary things."

Lao Yang’s head was old and his concept was old-fashioned. Lin Yiyi looked back at the list and felt that it was not necessarily feasible.