Chapter 208: The Confession of a Tragic Death (I)

At the end of November, the winter in the magic capital was wet and cold, the source of cold rose from the bottom of the footboard, little by little spread all over the limbs, even if you wrapped your own small quilt tightly, there was still a chill out of the bone marrow gap, only to feel that the bones seemed to be windy, the blood seemed to be frozen, and it was bitterly cold.

In such weather, everyone is wrapped in heavy cotton jackets, down jackets, wool coats to travel, and when it comes to the meal, the hot pot is the first choice of everyone, so the Sange hot pot restaurant is full of people every time the meal arrives, and there are many people waiting in line.

As the head chef, Shen Ziyi was even more busy and couldn't spare it, occasionally hurriedly came to the small shop with a lunch box, and left in a hurry without saying a few words to the girl, even if Shen Lang persuaded him to find a waiter to help send it over, but Shen Ziyi refused.

How could he agree, he was usually too busy to talk to the girl, and he was finally able to deliver food in the evening to take a look, how could he still push this opportunity to others? What's more, he had already found a solution.

"Shen Lang. ”

Because of this call, Shen Lang opened the curtain from the outside and probed in, and when he saw the third brother in front of the stove, his eyes were slightly fixed, the tall man in the kitchen held the pot and spoon with one hand, picked up the iron pot with one hand, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his breath was calm, and the long sleeves of his clothes were rolled up, revealing tight and explosive muscle lines.

The serious and solemn appearance of concentrating and holding his breath reminded him of the time when the third brother was a soldier in the past, every time he returned to the old mansion on vacation, he would have a solemn and cold-blooded aura on his body, and his face was cold and hard, like a cold and cold spirit returning from blood, even if there was a slight smile on his face, he could still scare those young cousins and cousins into not daring to approach.

But who would have thought that this man who came down from the battlefield would one day stand in front of the stove and wash his hands and make soup for the person he liked? Looking at the third brother in front of him, who was full of fireworks in the world, Shen Lang's peach blossom eyes gradually became smiling, he liked such a third brother very much.

"Shen Lang, why are you standing there stupidly?" and stared at him with such disgusting eyes, a touch of disgust flashed on Shen Ziyi's face.

It happened to be seen by the sharp-eyed Shen Lang, covering the heart in his chest like a playful spirit, at that moment, he only felt that his heart seemed to be pierced by a knife, and he decided to take back the idea that floated at that moment just now, what kind of third brother likes it very much, he obviously thinks so when his brain is pumped!

"Shen Lang, did the chef recruitment information I asked you to post before, has there been a result?" Shen Ziyi skillfully lifted the lid of the pot, the hot air accompanied by the rising mist, multiplied the fragrance, Shen Lang couldn't help but probe, the beef soaked in the sauce was tumbling in the boiling juice, and it was carefully simmered over a slow fire.

Looking at the attractive color of the small piece of beef, Shen Lang swallowed a mouthful of saliva uncontrollably, but the delicious dish in front of him was not something he could think of, so he forcibly shifted his gaze and asked, "Third brother, what are you looking for me?"

"Is there a result of the chef recruitment information that you posted before?"

Shen Ziyi carefully scooped up the beef in the pot, took it into the insulated lunch box on the side, and poured it lightly, the mellow beef with a rich sauce poured on the crystal rice, flowing like a dissolved stream, and the rice with distinct grains was dyed with a different color.

Shen Lang's eyes were only stunned, until he was covered by a stingy man's lid, Shen Lang reluctantly withdrew his eyes, and said with a straight face.

"Find a chef who used to be the chef of a chain hot pot restaurant in Wudu, because of his wife's job transfer, I just arrived in Modu a few days ago, I interviewed yesterday, this person can, his qualifications and experience are enough to do the chef position of our hot pot restaurant, but he asks for this amount for salary, third brother, do you think it's okay?"

As he spoke, Shen Lang raised two fingers in front of him to suggest, Shen Ziyi thought for a moment and nodded, "Try it first, if the ability meets the requirements, the salary can be met, and call him to start work tomorrow." ”

"Good. ”

Shen Lang just wanted to open the curtain and walk out, but he was taken the lead by a man carrying an insulated lunch box, looking at the falling curtain and the figure disappearing in the gap between the curtains, Shen Lang squinted slightly, the third brother is still, as always, heavy color and light friends.

Dressed in a plain white chef's uniform, carrying a three-layer insulated lunch box, with a hint of tenderness dyed between his cold eyebrows, walking on the wet and cold ground with long legs, the familiar shop is around the corner.

As soon as he approached the shop, the wooden door creaked open, and a familiar figure walked out, wearing a short black thick down jacket, high-waisted dark blue jeans, and a light gray scarf wrapped around the girl's slender neck, half covering and half hiding the delicate white face.

At the moment when he saw the girl, Shen Ziyi's eyes were dyed with a little tenderness and affection when he didn't even notice it, and he took a few steps forward with the lunch box, but when he saw that the girl was dark behind him, his heart sighed slightly.

When Lou Qingyu locked the wooden door and turned around, he saw that Shen Ziyi was already standing behind him waiting, carrying the familiar lunch box, and smiled, "You are so fast, I originally wanted to go to your store to find you." ”

"Do you have something to do tonight and want to go back early?"

As he spoke, Shen Ziyi's eyes fell on the girl's outstretched hand, which was fair and delicate and her skin was as beautiful as warm jade, but the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made the girl's hand slightly red, and her fingertips were wrinkled due to touching too much water, and her heart hurt slightly.

"It's not just tonight," the girl tidied up the scarf around her neck, the light gray color made the girl's skin tone porcelain white, "The weather has been getting cold recently, there are fewer guests at night, and Grandma's health is not very good, I want to go back to accompany her as soon as possible." ”

The girl's voice penetrated into Shen Ziyi's ears with the cold wind, thin and cold, "Boss Shen, you don't have to take the time to bring me dinner after that." ”

Hearing this, Shen Ziyi could only purse his lips to hide the loss under his eyes, his originally bright black eyes were slightly dim, obviously when he walked in, Shen Ziyi's expression was still a little brisk, but at this time, he inexplicably saw a little grievance from his body.

"Besides, it's already winter in the magic capital this time, there should be more customers in your hot pot restaurant, and you, as the head chef, should be busier, if I continue to trouble you, I won't be happy. ”

"That was before. ”

"Before?" The girl looked at the man with puzzled eyes, only to hear Shen Ziyi's voice say with a little loss, "Shen Lang thinks that my cooking skills are not very good, the dishes are too simple, the knife skills are not neat enough, and I can't be the chef of a hot pot restaurant, I found other chefs to come over a few days ago, so I'm now..."