Fang Zhuo came to the door of Taifeng Building.

As a single young man who grew up in a socialist environment, it was the first time he and his friends had come to this kind of high-end restaurant for dinner.

Fang Zhuo walked into Taifeng Building, and the waiter at the door hurriedly greeted him, and asked with a smile, "Is Mr. a person?"

"I made an appointment with a friend, a chef in your restaurant, named Jiang Feng. Fang Zhuo said.

"It turned out to be Mr. Fang, Master Xiao Jiang has already greeted us, I'll take you over, the dish is ready, do you need to serve it now?"

"Go now. Fang Zhuo said, followed the waiter to the seat and sat down.

After taking his seat, Fang Zhuo Zhuo began to look at the lobby of Taifeng Building.

The decoration of Taifeng Building is very exquisite, the antique appearance is the same, it looks very comfortable, the lobby is almost full, and the business is very good.

"Daddy, I want to eat baked Peppa!" called the little girl at the table next to Fang Zhuo, her voice was high but not too loud.

"Wenwen, didn't Dad help you ask the waitress sister last time? The baked Peppa in this shop needs to be booked in advance, and now you can't eat it. Wenwen's father explained to Wenwen very patiently.

"Then why didn't Dad book in advance?" Wenwen asked.

"This ......" Wenwen's father was speechless for a while, unable to speak for a long time.

"That...... Isn't Dad not having a good memory? Dad is old, and it's normal for him to have a bad memory, and Dad forgot about it. Wenwen's father said.

"Then Dad remembers now, go and book now, and we'll eat again in a few days. Wenwen said.

Wenwen's father: ......

Why doesn't this kid play according to the routine?

Fang Zhuo had been looking sideways at the interaction between the father and daughter and felt interesting, and suddenly seemed to think of something, took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat.

I thought about it for a moment and put it down.

Fang Zhuo sighed, he still didn't have the courage to take that step after all.

"Hello, marriage package, the dishes have been served, please use it slowly. The waiter walked up to Fang Zhuo with chopped pepper fish head and vegetable wrapped chicken.

Marriage Package?

Fang Zhuozhuo looked at the chopped pepper fish head and vegetable wrapped chicken in front of him, and he couldn't understand why the combination of these two dishes was called a marriage package.

If you really want to make a marriage package to please a good fortune, shouldn't you make it look like Cupid's arrow or the red rope of the old moon?

Red with green?

Fang Zhuo picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a chopstick to chop the head of the pepper fish.

Fresh, tender and spicy.

The taste is good, worthy of a big restaurant.

Jiang Feng finished cooking the Di Sanxian at hand in the back kitchen, and he was about to go to the dressing room to change clothes and go out to have dinner with Fang Zhuoyue, this meal was invited by Fang Zhuo, he couldn't always have all the guests, and he, the person who invited guests, was still staying in the back kitchen and didn't go out.

Jiang Jiankang was frying his best kung pao chicken in front of the stove, the spatula was flying on the iron pot, even if there was a high-power electric fan blowing on it, beads of sweat the size of beans kept pouring down.

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered the hint of the Kung Pao Chicken that he saw made by his own father on the day the game was activated.

【A plate of Kung Pao Chicken mixed with sweat oil】

Jiang Feng stared at the beads of sweat on Jiang Jiankang's cheeks, feeling that this scene might happen again.

"Dad, it's too hot here, you can finish frying this plate and go to the cold vegetable room to rest!" Jiang Feng said loudly.

"It's not hot, it's not hot, don't worry about your dad I'm not hot, I'm used to it. Aren't you going to have dinner with your friends? Go ahead, don't keep your friends in a hurry. Jiang Jiankang said happily.

"Uncle Jiang, there is also a watermelon that I carved this afternoon in the cold vegetable room, do you want to go over and eat two bites after you finish cooking this dish?" Wu Minqi suddenly turned his head and asked.

"Watermelon!" Jiang Jiankang was a little moved.

"It's still cold. Wu Minqi said.

"Okay, your Uncle Jiang, I'll go over and eat this plate of kung pao chicken after I finish cooking. Jiang Jiankang felt that the iced watermelon was already in his mouth, cold and sweet, "Qiqi, you have also been in the back kitchen for a day, or you can go over to rest, or you can simply go out to dinner with Xiaofeng." ”

"Uncle Jiang, I'm not tired, I still have a few dishes here. Wu Minqi gave Jiang Feng a look that had been done, and let him go out with peace of mind.

Jiang Feng went to the locker room to change his clothes, found the table where Fang Zhuo was and sat opposite him.

The three vegetable wrapped chickens on the plate were in good condition, and the chopped pepper fish head moved a few chopsticks.

"Not to your liking?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No, it's delicious, but I can't eat it right now. Fang Zhuo had something hidden in his heart, so he naturally couldn't eat.

"Why are these two dishes called marriage sets?" Fang Zhuo asked curiously.

"Someone in our store ordered these two dishes before, and after eating, he confessed to the girl who had been in love for a long time successfully, and in order to please the head, he put these two dishes into a set meal to the marriage package. Jiang Feng began to make up nonsense, "I invited you over for dinner today, just to please you." ”

Fang Zhuo smiled bitterly: "Thank you, I'm afraid that I don't have as good luck as that guest, I don't even dare to confess." ”

"Don't think about it so much, eat a vegetable bun**, this dish won't taste good when it's cold. Jiang Feng began to persuade the dishes, sandwiched a piece of vegetable wrapped chicken for Fang Zhuozhuo, and watched him eat it with his own eyes.

A minute passed, and Fang Zhuo ate the chopped pepper fish head again.

Two minutes passed, and Fang Zhuo pressed his phone but didn't do anything.

Three minutes passed, and Fang Zhuo clicked on WeChat and quickly exited.

Five minutes passed, and Fang Zhuo simply put his phone away.

Jiang Feng: ???

No, he has the buff of the dishes to bless him and the courage to say his love, how deep is his love buried in his heart?

Although it is written in the details of the dish that within two hours after eating, people will have the urge to express the love in their hearts, but Jiang Feng has been making buff dishes for so long, and he knows very well that buffs often take effect very quickly, and they are almost effective on the spot, even if they are slightly sluggish, they will only be for a minute or two at most.

Looking at Fang Zhuo's appearance, it is obvious that the effect of the buff is not enough.

I've got to get some more strong medicine.

Jiang mediator said that he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't do this matchmaker today.

In fact, Fang Zhuo also felt that he was a little strange tonight.

Just now, he suddenly wanted to confess to the girl he had been secretly in love with for many years, he had always wanted to, but the urge to confess had never been as strong as just now.

Hesitation and fear eventually prevailed over impulse, and he simply put his phone away, out of sight.

If you can't see your phone, you won't think of confessing.

"Do you drink?" Jiang Feng asked, "We have recently purchased a new batch of blueberry wine in our store, and the quality is very good, do you want to try it?"

In fact, Fang Zhuo didn't drink alcohol, even if he drank beer, he would pour two bottles, and he also knew what Jiang Feng was thinking.

After all, drinking is intimidating, he tried this method a few days ago, and he got drunk in the dormitory, and finally didn't send out the one I like you.

"Drink. Fang Zhuo knew very well in his heart that he wanted to confess.

After a glass of blueberry wine, Fang Zhuo began to be a little confused.

Fang Zhuozhuo took out his mobile phone, and this time he didn't send WeChat. He suddenly became bolder, as if this glass of blueberry wine gave him strength, and he clicked on the contact.

found Huang Chenxuan.

A phone call was dialed, Fang Zhuo began to regret it a little, he wanted to hang up the phone, but it was already connected.

"Hey. Fang Zhuo's extremely familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

Huang Chenxuan was at home, and her 7-year-old nephew was making a fuss next to her.

She's been at home for two weeks now, and every day she sleeps, watches TV or listens to songs, and does things that make her relax. Her cousin knew about her condition, so she asked her cousin-in-law to bring her favorite little nephew over every afternoon, to accompany her, to make her laugh, and to bring her back in the evening.

Huang Chenxuan knew that she should be happy, but she couldn't, she liked her little nephew very much, but she laughed falsely and far-fetched.

"I'm Fang Zhuo, how are you feeling now?What are you doing?" asked Fang Zhuoyue.

"I was watching TV with my little nephew. Huang Chenxuan said, "Is there anything wrong with calling at this time?"

"Something. Fang Zhuo took a breath and paused.

"I have something very important to tell you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"You...... I...... It's Tanabata next Saturday, can you spend Tanabata with me?"

Huang Chenxuan was stunned on the other end of the phone.

Fang Zhuo couldn't hear back for a long time, thinking that it was really his own passion, even if he was lost, he still pretended not to care: "I'm sorry, I just had two glasses of wine at dinner with my friends, so you just treat me as nonsense." ”

"I do. Huang Chenxuan said, "Not only am I willing to spend next Saturday with you, but I am also willing to be your girlfriend." ”

This time it was Fang Zhuo's turn to be stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

"What? you confess to me first, why don't you speak?" Huang Chenxuan smiled, this was the only time she laughed from the bottom of her heart this month.

"I, I didn't think of it, I thought it was ......"

"Fang Zhuozhuo, your college entrance examination score is still in the top 30 in the city, do you really don't understand or fake don't understand, or you boys don't understand? Every time you come back during the summer vacation, a few of our old classmates go out to play together, and I will invite you to eat bean curd together when you are gone." Do you really think that they don't like to eat bean curd?" asked Huang Chenxuan.

"I ......" Fang Zhuo only felt that his tongue was a little knotted now.

"I'm eating Douhua, you're looking at Doudou, do you know that Doudou has been waiting for you to speak first?" said Huang Chenxuan, whose nickname is Doudou.

"If you don't open your mouth, I'll have to wait. ”

......

As a staunch atheist, Fang Zhuo would not hang Conan or turn koi before the final exam, but now he felt that maybe this marriage package was really useful.

Sandwiched a chopstick to chop the pepper fish head, Fang Zhuo felt that this was simply the best chopped pepper fish head in the world.

This restaurant is also the best restaurant in the world!

"Ding, get a customer's approval, mission progress (5/10). The game prompt sounded in Jiang Feng's mind.

Jiang Feng looked at the smirk on Fang Zhuo's face that was the same as his original and knew that he had successfully taken off the list, and even his body began to exude the smell of a couple dog.

Seeing Fang Zhuo holding his mobile phone and pressing his fingers on the screen to type wildly, Jiang Feng knew that he was definitely not in the mood to eat now.

Eating a bite of chopped pepper fish head, taking a sip of blueberry wine, and making a matchmaker, Jiang Feng felt that his heart was happy.

Others are really happier than falling in love in person!

took out his mobile phone, and Jiang Feng began to happily swipe the circle of friends.

Fang Zhuo updated a circle of friends 6 minutes ago——

Ever since I snatched a bottle of milk from you when I was 15 years old, I knew that it would take me a lifetime to return this bottle of milk.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but shake his head and looked up at Fang Zhuo on the other side.

Men in love are terrible.

Why didn't he come up with such a circle of friends who sprinkled dog food in the first place?

Jiang Feng began to reflect on himself, their Jiang family has suffered a cultural loss!

PS:

This love story is true (with a little brain), and the parties are two of my junior high school classmates.

Anyway, I'm going to Cha Lemon.