Yu Xiaoyu jumped and hummed a little song to go to work, and when she arrived at Le Shifang, she found that the door was actually open. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Boss, are you there?"

After a few calls, no one answered, she went straight to the door and found that Mo Fei was busy in the kitchen.

Yu Xiaoyu walked closer and shouted the boss several times before Mo Fei reacted.

"You're here early today. Murphy said.

"I don't have anything to do at home, so come to the store early to help you with your work. I'm diligent, boss?"

Mo Fei was busy cutting things and nodded, "Okay, you can go back!"

Yu Xiaoyu was stunned.

"Where are I going??Didn't I just come back from home?" Yu Xiaoyu said in surprise.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that it's closed today. ”

"Why?"

Yu Xiaoyu was very surprised, in the past few days of reopening, the boss is very motivated, and there are many customers every day, how can you say that the business will be closed down, could it be that the boss is sick?

She walked into the kitchen, stood on tiptoe, and reached out her little hand to touch Mo Fei's forehead, which was not hot at all.

"Don't touch it, I'm not sick!" Murphy put down his kitchen knife, "You go and write a notice with four words: closed for one day." Write it and stick it on the door, and you'll be free today!"

"Really?!" Yu Xiaoyu jumped high, flew as if taking out a piece of paper, wrote four big characters like a dragon flying and a phoenix, and pasted it at the door. "Boss, I'm leaving!" she ran out in a gust of wind.

As soon as I ran two steps, I saw Gao Hua coming, and he brought a few guests. He saw Yu Xiaoyu and hurriedly asked, "Xiaoyu, what is delicious at noon today?"

Yu Xiaoyu pointed to the notice on the door, "Uncle, it's really unfortunate, the boss has something to do today, and he won't open for business until tomorrow." ”

Gao Hua showed regret on his face, he made an appointment with a few friends, he was afraid that there would be no seats in the Le Food Restaurant, so he came early, but he still didn't eat.

"Xiaoyu, where is the boss?"

Yu Xiaoyu leaned into his ear and whispered: "A person is bored in the house, who knows which tendon is wrong." ”

Gao Hua and his party left with regret.

Not only Gao Hua, but the gourmets in the top foodie group basically touched the nail and returned in a daze, and they inquired in the group about the details of the closure of the food restaurant.

The people in the foodie group basically cover the elites from all walks of life in Canghai City, and some of them are well-informed people, some say that the owner of the store has offended the city leaders and was ordered to close the store, some say that he offended the big director and was suspended for rectification, and some said that he offended a certain big chef and was run on by his peers.

The news of the temporary closure of the restaurant was almost interpreted by them as a game of thrones.

Murphy was still in the kitchen, and it had been three hours, and all his energy had been spent dealing with Snow Pear.

He was holding a snowflake pear in his hand and was about to cut it open. This is the twelfth pear he has cut. The first eleven were all lying on the board, all of which were eliminated by the system because the flesh was accidentally scratched when the pear pit was taken.

Looking at the pear in his hand, he held his breath, focused his strength on his right wrist, and quickly turned the knife. With just one knife, the upper part of the pear was cut off, and the knife edge was extremely smooth.

Then, he changed to a knife with a narrower blade, and plunged it into the side of the pear core, maintaining the same force, and slowly turning his wrist, as fine as a doctor performing surgery. His wrist moved, and the knife followed suit, drawing a perfect circle around the pear core.

Instead of drawing the knife, he gently slashed upward, and the tip of the knife severed the connection between the pear pit and the flesh. Then he quickly pulled back the knife and pulled it with his hand, and the pear pit was pulled out.

"Host, this time the knife work is okay. "The system finally got the green light.

Mo Fei quickly wiped his sweat, not only his face was covered with sweat, but his underwear was soaked.

Compared with taking pear pits, the work of dicing water chestnuts and lotus roots is much simpler, with a little patience, and each dice is cut to about the same size.

After almost an hour, the stewed pears were finally cooked.

He carefully brought it out, and saw that the whole pear was dark golden, not the golden yellow of the stewed pear before. The water in the bowl is clear and translucent, and there is not a trace of foreign matter.

The most curious thing is the pear cup. When it was revealed, it was also soaked in water, and it was still bubbling, like a small stove underneath, simmering all the time. In fact, this is the so-called difference between inside and outside, the outside of the pear is extinguished, and the inside is still heating because of the heat, the heat retention is good.

Mo Fei was amazed, he first made a stewed sugar pear, the pear cup did not have a lot of water, but the sealing was not enough, and the temperature was not up to the requirements, so the water chestnut and lotus root would have a broken taste.

"Host, I'll give this stewed pear a 9!"

The system, so that Mo Fei fell into the ice cellar in an instant, it took so much effort, and he studied it deeply, and it was still 9 points.

"System, what's the problem?" Mo Fei's eyes were firm, he wouldn't give up easily.

"The knife work is perfect, the heat is just right, the taste is unusual, the only problem is ...... The honey was put early. ”

"Is the honey early?" Murphy wondered.

"Yes, let the stewed pears out of the pot for two minutes, and when the pears are slightly cool, put a spoonful of honey in the pear cup. Honey is added first when cooking, and the high temperature will inactivate the honey, and the effect is like adding sugar. The system explains.

"But you told me to put the honey first!" retorted Murphy.

"Really, I'm sorry, it's the system's output error......"

"Nima's system, you're cheating!"

"Host, there is one more thing, this time the score is 10 points, congratulations!" After speaking, the system quickly slipped away and disappeared without a trace.

“@#!#%^\&**#$%^\&……”

Murphy stood there, not knowing whether to cry or cry, his eyes were like a wounded little wolf, extremely pitiful.

He looked at the time, and it was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon. In order to make a good stewed sugar pear, Mo Fei didn't eat lunch either, his eyes were red, and when he smelled the fragrance of the stewed sugar pear, he couldn't help it, and swallowed it in a few bites.

"It's delicious!"

Even if he swallows dates, the sweet taste of stewed pears penetrates deep into every cell of his body, making him want to swallow his tongue.

While I was savoring, my phone suddenly rang, and it was an unfamiliar number. He hesitated, but answered the phone anyway.

"Hey, is this Ink's phone?" a man's voice came.

"Ink" is Mo Fei's nickname, after graduating from high school, no one has called him that for several years, "Could it be that Mo Fei in this world also has the nickname of ink? It's incredible." ”

"Who are you?" asked Murphy.

"Oh, you're ink, your voice hasn't changed at all! Old classmate, can't even I hear it?" the man laughed, "I'm Cheng Lin!"

"Cheng Lin?"

In front of Mo Fei's eyes, a shadow gradually emerged, with a flowing face, who used to be the loyal little follower of the class leader, forming a gang to show off his might in the class, bullying weak classmates, and threatening to collect his protection money many times.

"It turns out that in this world, I am still classmates with him!, but what is he doing with me?" Murphy had a question mark on his face.

"Don't you think about it?" The most handsome man in the fifth class of high school!"

As he spoke, he laughed again, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Hello, is there something wrong?" asked Murphy.

"Of course, where are you now? I haven't been in touch for years. Cheng Lin asked.

"Oh, I have a small restaurant in the food court, and I do it myself. ”

"I know that little restaurant opened by your parents, it seems to be called a home-style restaurant, right?"

Cheng Lin has a good memory, because when he was in high school, he ate for free in this small restaurant many times in the name of Mo Fei's classmates.

"Yes, it can be regarded as a son inheriting his father's business. His tone immediately became cold, "In the evening, our high school classmates have a reunion, and I specially inform you to participate." ”

"Where is the class reunion?" asked Murphy.

"It should be not far from you and also on the food street. Well, I'll pick you up at your restaurant in a moment. Dude has a car!"

In the last sentence, Cheng Lin emphasized, and his words were quite proud.

"Forget it, I'm not going, I'm busy here at night. Murphy refused, he simply did not want to attend such an occasion.

"No, the literary and artistic committee member of our class said that as long as the students who are developing in Canghai must be there!

Mo Fei thought about it, he had learned to stew sugar pears, and it was not open at night, not to mention eating on this street, so he agreed to come down.

"Ink, at 6 o'clock in the evening, at the door of your small restaurant, we will see you there!"