There are two people in the retro tofu shop.

A man about thirty years old stood at the entrance of the back kitchen, leaning against the door frame, holding his arms with both hands, silent, but his gaze was very heavy and lethal.

The other was a little younger, sitting on a dining chair not far away, sitting in a somewhat begging posture, with an account book on the table, a spinning pen in his hand, and two eyes looked over, wrapped in a strong sense of inquiry.

None of them are friendly.

Even, a little hostile.

"Ling Xize. ”

As soon as Si Sheng walked in, he introduced the two of them.

Subsequently, he didn't pay attention to the reaction of the two, and introduced to Ling Xize again, "Zheng Yongfeng, our cook." Duan Changyan, our clerk...... front desk. ”

As soon as the action of turning the pen stopped, Duan Changyan buckled the pen to the table and raised his eyebrows here.

"Who is he?"

The speech is procrastinated, with a bit of provocation and unpleasantness.

Si Sheng also seemed to sense that the atmosphere was wrong, twisted his eyebrows, and asked Duan Changyan rhetorically, "Don't have long ears?"

Duan Changyan: "......"

！

It's really not normal!

He only said three words, and Uncle Shi began to scold him...... Does Uncle Shi usually take care of calves like this?

Stopping at Si Sheng's side, Ling Xize stared at him for a moment, and moved closer to Si Sheng, his voice was neither high nor low, not hiding it at all, "Which one are you talking about?"

As soon as his voice fell, there was a suffocating saber rattling in the entire tofu shop, and the smell of gunsmoke and war suddenly spread, and even the air pressure sank.

Duan Changyan couldn't believe it - the huge northwest, who dared to provoke him Duan Xiaoye like this, has never seen it so far.

Zheng Yongfeng also felt rare, and a little strangeness appeared in his calm expression.

"Oh," Si Sheng glanced at Duan Changyan and gestured, "Sit that one." ”

"What do you mean?"

With a slap of his hand on the table, Duan Changyan suddenly got up, and his thorny gaze went straight to Ling Xize.

The guts are so fat!

Still arranged, scolded him in person?

Si Sheng's gaze swept over coldly, and his voice was suppressed with warning: "Say that you recruited me a black material." ”

“......”

At the mention of this stubble, Duan Changyan inevitably felt weak, pursed his lips, and the arrogance that had just been released was appropriately retracted, and complained with insufficient confidence, "Why don't you tell irrelevant people about this." ”

"He's the one who presses the black. ”

“......”

Duan Changyan was speechless.

Wozh?

His neck stiffened, and he turned his head with a click, looking at Zheng Yongfeng behind him. Zheng Yongfeng didn't say a word, and as soon as his arm was loosened, he walked into the kitchen.

"Here's it. ”

Si Sheng chose a dining table, and when he pulled a chair out, he pointed to the opposite position.

Ling Xize didn't say a word, and sat down on the opposite side with kindness.

At this time, Duan Changyan paced over, pretending to be in a posture, and when he passed by Ling Xize, he looked at Ling Xize back and forth, until he felt that he could look at people uncomfortable, and then stopped beside Si Sheng.

He grabbed his pocket with one hand, leaned down slightly, and asked Si Sheng, "Your agent?"

“......”

Si Sheng ignored him.

"This person can't do it, you see he looks ......" Duan Changyan deliberately paused, then sighed, and commented, "Unreliable, unreliable." ”

"Is there anyone who is more unreliable and unreliable than you?" Si Sheng raised his eyes and asked calmly.

“......”

Duan Changyan's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it - Uncle Shi scolded him again!

"Go make tea. ”

As soon as his fingers tapped on the tea set, Si Sheng motioned for him to get out of here.

Early in the morning, what kind of wind are you pumping?

Can't you let Ling Xize look at the warm and friendly attitude of their store?

Annoying.

"What tea?"

Ling Xize on this side suddenly asked.

"Wuyi's big red robe, Jin Junmei, Yunnan Pu'er, West Lake Longjing, Baihao silver needle...... "Let's go."

After reciting many tea names in one breath, Duan Changyan took a breath, pushed his palm to the table, looked at Ling Xize with a smile, and leaned over, "This store has everything, what do you want?"

Ling Xize lifted his eyelids, looked at his underwhelming demeanor, and said calmly: "Have a copy." ”

“......”

Duan Changyan's provocative smile froze on that flowery face.

？？？

Brother, point face!

Look at Si Sheng again -

Duan Changyan found incredibly that in the face of Ling Xize's rather shop-smashing behavior, Si Sheng was not only not annoyed or angry, but ...... Laughing?!

*

With a full stomach, Duan Changyan returned to the back kitchen with a calm face.

"There must be a cat!" Throwing the tea set on the table, Duan Changyan gritted his teeth and complained, "That despicable and shameless little white face must have played some dirty tricks to coax my simple, straightforward and unpretentious uncle." ”

“......”

Zheng Yongfeng took a pause in the action of scooping up the noodles, and slapped two inquiring glances at him.

Duan Changyan added fuel and vinegar to explain Ling Xize's behavior just now, and finally his face was sad, "You know what kind of person my uncle is, when he is put aside, he has already opened his mind, and what kind of 'don't you want to take a bath in the tea and come back' and something like that will definitely meet your head and face-"

Taking a breath, Duan Chang slowed down and said in shock: "As a result, she is laughing!

"......" don't dare.

His eyes sank by two points, and Zheng Yongfeng's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"And, as we analyzed earlier—"

Duan Xiaoye was so angry that his movements with the tea cans were unstable, and he gritted his teeth, "Usually she brings her friends to eat, and she eats what she has in the kitchen." When did you see her so attentive and tell you the night before what she brought her friend to eat?"

"This little white face is too much, it's not enough to order xiaolongbao and cold noodles, but also to burn cakes, shrimp dumplings, and meat sandwich buns, he picks his mouth like this, why don't he open his own restaurant?"

Duan Xiaoye, who was angry, chattered endlessly, pinched a handful of big red robes and threw them into the teapot, eager to throw them a little harder, a little harder, just like the tea leaves are made of blades, and threw them all on a disgusting man in the store.

“...... These are all things that Si Sheng loves to eat. ”

As soon as he put the vermicelli into the ice water, Zheng Yongfeng's voice was slightly cold, containing deep meaning.

It's all Si Sheng's favorite food.

However, it was Ling Xize again.

This kind of coincidence inevitably makes people think deeply.

"Damn, is he turning around to make my uncle happy?" Duan Changyan reacted and was shocked, "This person looks upright, and his heart is too dark!

As soon as the fire on the gas stove was turned off, Zheng Yongfeng picked up two drawers of freshly steamed xiaolongbao, put them on the table, pushed them forward, and pushed them to Duan Changyan's hand.

"Went to deliver breakfast. ”

Duan Changyan frowned, "That bastard is too annoying, I won't go." ”

As soon as his voice sank, Zheng Yongfeng said, "Staring." ”

“...... Oh. ”

Flicking his sleeves, Duan Changyan honestly picked up two drawers of xiaolongbao and walked out of the kitchen.

Back and forth, Duan Changyan was responsible for "listening" while working as a porter.

But soon, he couldn't stand it anymore and went into the back kitchen in a rage.

"Wood, this bastard thing is so bad!"

"Do you know why I just ordered a jelly? In order to share it with my uncle! The problem is that my uncle actually ate it!

He took a bite of the pancake and said that it was not delicious, and my uncle had a lot of trust in your cooking skills, so he asked directly. As a result, this grandson actually handed the baked cake to Uncle Shi's mouth - Uncle Shi bit it!"

"Ho! It's also strange, my grumpy uncle didn't even lift the table!

"It's just breakfast, why is this bastard so good at playing? Tricks and tricks, rhetoric, and intrigues...... My stupid uncle is still drilling into the trap endlessly. ”

"This must be a master of the love field, and he was confused by my uncle's beauty, and he didn't mean it at first glance. ”

"Made, kill him, you must find a way to kill him!"

......

With a "snap", the movement of the towel being thrown on the table made Duan Changyan stop his mouth in time.

When he raised his eyes again, Zheng Yongfeng's expression was gloomy, his eyebrows were covered with a layer of black gas, and a murderous aura spread out, and even his eyes were wrapped in lethality.

He picked up two bowls of freshly prepared tofu brains and walked out.

"Wood, if you kill him, you have to get it behind your back, not in front of my uncle. ”

As he passed by, Duan Changyan hurriedly grabbed his arm.

Zheng Yongfeng was stunned and stripped him, "I said I wanted to kill him?"

“......”

You didn't say it, but you showed it!

Look at your expression, listen to your tone...... Anyone who says you are a demon from hell believes you!

"I'm going to deliver tofu brains. ”

Throwing down the words in a cold voice, Zheng Yongfeng's arm moved, directly shaking Duan Changyan's hand away.

“......”

Duan Changyan moved his hand away, looked at Zheng Yongfeng's back, and felt the hard touch of Zheng Changfeng's arm muscles.

He estimated: Zheng Yongfeng punched down, and the little white face had to go into the ICU ward. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.