For Wang Cheng, if Qi An was just an interesting junior before, then after witnessing Qi An unilaterally beating a few gangsters, he felt that Qi An might have some underworld background.

But these impressions came to naught after witnessing Qi An forcing them to eat spicy food, and they were replaced by the word terrible.

Regarding the gentleman's remark to the kitchen, Wang Cheng scoffed at first. Even when he slaughtered chickens and ducks in the back kitchen, he didn't feel any sadness or pity.

It wasn't until he watched Qi An "abuse" the gangsters that he really understood the meaning of Mencius's words.

Seeing that the whole face of several people was red and swollen, still casually urging them to continue eating chili mustard, Qi An was like a demon without compassion.

Wang Cheng boasts that he has rich life experience, and he has heard of any bizarre or cruel things. He hated these gangsters who collected protection money, and he wanted to discount their legs to relieve his anger.

But when he really saw the miserable scene, even if it was just a small punishment that didn't really hurt others, even if it was just forcing them to eat spicy food, he couldn't bear to do it, or even look at it.

Only then did he truly understand and agree with Old Master Meng's statement.

A gentleman cannot bear to see the death of an animal when he sees it, and he cannot bear to eat its flesh when he hears its voice. It is a gentleman who cooks far away.

Only by truly putting ourselves in their shoes can we trigger human empathy and be truly emotional.

Wang Cheng feels this way for Qi An. It's just that he saw Qi An's cruelty or ruthlessness with his own eyes, and he was afraid of Qi An.

Ordinary people are like this, they dare not punish the wicked with their own hands, and they are afraid of their friends who punish the wicked with iron and blood.

But it is precisely because of this that people can be called people. If the whole world is full of resolute, cold-blooded and ruthless people, how can the world be so delicate?

In short, when Qi An opened the curtain and went into the back kitchen, he saw that several people, including Wang Cheng, unconsciously took a step back, and the work in their hands also stopped.

The two waiters said that after all, it was not very important, and they could recruit people again if they left. Wang Chengcheng is different, judging from his unhurried response on the first day of opening today, Wang Cheng's role in this store may be greater than that of Qi An himself.

explained to the two waiters, then turned his head to Wang Cheng and said, "Brother, go out and talk?"

Wang Cheng put down the knife in his hand, gave some instructions to the other two, and then followed Qi An out.

found a place to sit down, Qi An didn't say anything, Wang Cheng preemptively said, "Brother, I know what you have to say." As for me, I'm not a fledgling boy anymore. I'm all this age, and I've never seen anything. ”

"But it's not the same as what I've seen and what happened around me, and today it's not big or small, but it's really small to say small. Didn't you just beat a few gangsters, brother, I was a little scared, after all, no one had ever seen that miserable look, right?"

"But don't worry, since the restaurants have been sold, and the net worth and the rest of my life are pressed on you, my brother, I will follow you, no words. Wang Cheng's words were not only a response to Qi An, but also a silent reminder of Qi An's own merits.

He smiled again and quipped: "Speaking of which, brother, you also said that you would teach me how to cook, but you can't talk about it." ”

Since everything was said about this, Qi An couldn't say anything, so he had to follow Wang Cheng to open the page.

"Teaching must be taught, but my brother is also clear about my current state, and I will talk about it when I get used to it in a few days. Don't worry, we don't need to be polite between friends, just say what you have in the future. Qi An had a smile on his face, since the words were clear, and Wang Cheng didn't want to ask more, then what should be revealed should be left for later.

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Then the next thing is to solve the problem of the little gangsters. Hades is easy to solve, he only needs to call Xu Anguo to inform him, but this kind of little ghost Xu Anguo can't help after all, after all, no matter how much he greets, he can't touch the ruffians at the bottom.

With a move in his heart, Qi An remembered the three people he had met before, and they might be a good starting point. But these are all later words, and I will contact a few people when I have time to do it another day.

Qi An looked up at the wall clock hanging on the wall, it was already half past three, which meant that today's work was over.

He had already discussed with Wang Cheng that he would only work at noon every day, and Wang Cheng and an apprentice would cook the rest of the time.

After all, if you don't even have the freedom of time, then what's the point of opening a restaurant? Only if you can experience the feeling of being a chef and have enough time to do what you want to do, this is the life that Qi An wants. Listen to Xu Wanqing What is this called financial freedom?

Thinking of Xu Wanqing, Qi An decided to send her a WeChat message. Because last time she said that she had added her friend and hadn't spoken to her for half a year, this made Qi An a little incomprehensible.

Aren't the two already friends? Do you still need to add WeChat to become friends? Or is face-to-face communication not a chat in modern people's thinking?

I'm old, and I can't keep up with the times after just forty years of sleep.

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opened WeChat, and Qi An found Xu Wanqing's name in the contact list. It's not that Qi 'an is sharp-eyed, but that there is only one name lying alone in the contact list.

It took ten minutes to send her a somewhat awkward message: "Hello. ”

It's not that Qi An can't fiddle with his mobile phone, the current mobile phone system is extremely simple, and even the elderly can fiddle with it, let alone Qi An.

It's really that he is not used to this pinyin input method.

Qi An vaguely remembered that forty years ago, when he was still asleep, a proposal for a so-called Hanyu Pinyin was announced.

But that was a method to popularize Chinese characters and to improve the literacy level of the people. Qi An had already studied under the calligraphy master Mr. Shiraishi at that time, and his writing in the pavilion style was extremely standard, which was not much better than Mr. Shiraishi. Why do you need to learn pinyin?

In contrast, Qi An, the simplified Chinese character commonly used today, can be read clearly, but it is a little awkward to write.

Look at "Hello. After sending it out, there was no response from Xu Wanqing's side, Qi An was a little disappointed, but just as he wanted to put away his phone, Xu Wanqing's reply came.

"Huh, Qi'an?"

Then there was a long list of messages, and the message prompts rang one after another, and the ding-dong was still a little pleasant.

"You actually sent me WeChat?"

"No, you can use WeChat?"

"It's too old-fashioned, isn't it?

“(￣▽￣)~*”

Another strange symbol, Qi An had a headache, but he didn't expect that when chatting through WeChat, Xu Wanqing on the other side turned out to be so talkative and strange.

Fortunately, she sent another message and finally got serious.

"What are you looking for me?"

Xu Wanqing on the other side was actually exercising in the gym downstairs of the company, and when she received Qi'an's WeChat, she was doing warm-up movements.

Hearing the sound of the mobile phone "ding", I thought it was something wrong with the company, so I slowly took the phone and clicked on it, only to be surprised to find that it was Qi An, an old antique, and the one sent was still "Hello", she laughed out loud.

Of course, Qi An's speed was not as fast as Xu Wanqing, whose fingers were jumping and clicking on the screen as he typed, and he could only write down what he wanted to say stroke by stroke.

For Qi An, if he uses words to express his thoughts, then he must use written language, otherwise colloquial words will always make him feel a little weird.

But looking at the message sent by Xu Wanqing, it seemed that Xu Wanqing on the other side could see both surprise and forced a smile on the other side.

Qi An also tried to use less written words. He wrote stroke by stroke: "It's not for him, it's just an occasional touch"

It was a little tiring to write with his fingers on a small screen, Qi An finally issued this sentence, and Xu Wanqing on the other side immediately understood his suffering.

"You don't know how to use pinyin, do you?"

"No wonder you're typing so slowly, let's use the phone. Xu Wanqing said.

Then Qi An watched the screen turn dark gray, and a bright horizontal bar that slid to answer flashed, this was a call from Xu Wanqing.

As soon as I put the phone to my ear, I heard Xu Wanqing's voice with a smile.

"Why, the old antique is so idle today, come to talk to me?" The voice was crisp and beautiful, as if a nightingale was singing in his ear.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of you and sent you a message. Qi An held the phone to his ear, thinking that it would be better to hear the sound and not need to write one stroke at a time.

Xu Wanqing was a little happy, Qi An, it was impossible for him to think about anyone, but he didn't expect to think about himself.

Women in love always subconsciously ignore some things, Xu Wanqing subconsciously ignored Qi An just said "thinking of her", not "thinking of her". The difference between one word and the meaning can be very different.

"Miss me, Qi An, Qi An, I didn't expect you to have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you would also have a flamboyant tongue!" Xu Wanqing said playfully, and on the other side that Qi An couldn't see, a smile gradually appeared on her face.

The smile bloomed on Xu Wanqing's face, like a winter cherry blossom in full bloom in winter. On the snowy branches, a bud blooms with a smile, and it is a stunning color.

On the spinning bike next to Xu Wanqing, the man who was pedaling hard didn't care about Xu Wanqing.

It's not uncommon to have beautiful women in the gym, not to mention that some women will carefully apply natural light makeup before coming to the gym.

This made him not pay attention to Xu Wanqing originally, just a beautiful woman, how can it be interesting to go up to talk to him, and it is not as refreshing as a spinning bike.

Until this moment, Xu Wanqing's smile seemed so moving to him, as if the whole world instantly became black and white, time stood still, only Xu Wanqing was colored in front of him, and only the sunny and innocent smile was moving.

But he quickly returned to reality, because he knew that it was often only her lover who could make a woman so happy. He was a little frustrated, such a beautiful woman, why didn't he meet it earlier?