After sending Aunt Qian away, Mo Fei called Niu Decao aside and returned 20,000 yuan to him, "Thank you, I don't need it now." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The cow has no pretentiousness, and it is directly put in the pocket.

Seeing that the time passed minute by minute, at half past one, there was still a steady stream of people coming outside, after all, the food shop was about to be demolished, and everyone wanted to eat a few more meals and leave a thought.

"Little fish, it's time, let's not wait, come back in the evening. Murphy stopped.

Niu Decao and Lu Haiyang glanced at each other, with a strange look on their faces, people are desperate to keep guests in business, Mo Fei is good, and the guests who are sent to the door are pushed out.

If it is a small shop with a meager profit, I am afraid that it will be too hard, and it is understandable, he often has hundreds of yuan of dishes here, and he knows that the profit is considerable, does Mo Fei have a grudge against money?

"Murphy, you can close later, so you can have a lot of guests. Lu Haiyang came up with an idea on the side.

Of course Mo Fei knew, he shook his head, "I'm too tired, it's not good for my health, I have a life to earn money, and I have to have a life to spend, it's good for me to arrange it like this." ”

After cleaning up, Mo Fei said goodbye to the two classmates, and Niu Decao pulled Mo Fei's arm, "Mo Fei, the food you cooked is so delicious, we will come to eat it next time." ”

Mo Fei nodded, "Okay, but next time I'm going to collect money, I'm selling it here is expensive, and the cost of raw materials is also high, so I only charge you the price of raw materials." ”

"No problem, such a delicious thing, even according to the original price, I will willingly pay for it!" Lu Haiyang said with a smile.

As soon as the two of them were sent away, Ge Liang came out of nowhere, and said with a smile: "Boss Mo, do you still have anything to eat?"

Mo Fei glanced at him: "You don't want to see what time it is, come early in the evening." ”

"Please. Ge Liang always looked like a hippie smile in front of Mo Fei, and he didn't have the arrogant and ruthless virtue of the rich second generation.

"What's the matter?" Mo Fei pointed to his chair and motioned for Ge Liang to sit down.

"The big director is leaving, and I was going to come over to eat in the evening, but a group of reporters always follow, which is not very convenient. I'd like to bring him some in the evening, can I book it now?"

"Reservations are OK, but they can't be packed. ”

"Why? Can't I take it with me after spending the money?" asked him rhetorically.

"My rule is to eat it freshly made, and when it is packed, it will change the taste of the food, and it will no longer be as delicious as it used to be. ”

Ge Liang took out his mobile phone, "You tell the director, I'm afraid he will scold me." ”

connected the phone, Mo Fei put it in his ear, and Zhang Yishan's voice came out: "Xiaoliang, how are things going?"

"Director Zhang, I'm Murphy. ”

"Oh, hello Boss Mo, Xiao Liang is there?" asked Zhang Yishan.

"He's here, and he told me that he can order the food for the evening, but it must be eaten in, not packed. Murphy said firmly.

Zhang Yishan immediately understood Mo Fei's intentions, he hummed and said, "Okay, I know, see you in the evening!"

Ge Liang looked at Mo Fei with strange eyes, "Boss Mo, how did you do it, he didn't say anything rude!"

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll write it down first. Mo Fei took out his pen and notebook.

Ge Liang took out a small note and read: "A lobster bag, a hairtail fish, and a claypot rice, and the director also explained that if there is a stewed sugar pear, you will also order one." ”

"Lobster buns are only available in the morning, claypot rice is only available at noon, and in the evening only hairtail, Yangchun noodles and stewed pears are served. ”

"Ah!" Ge Liang smiled bitterly again, "Why don't I call Director Zhang again and tell him about it?"

Murphy gave him a cold face and ignored him.

The weather was a little cold, there was no snow, the air was very dry, Qu Zhou's trachea was uncomfortable for the past few days, but when she thought of the food at Le Shi Fang, she endured the cold and cough, and came to the front of Le Shi Fang early to wait in line.

In the small shop, there was a faint fragrance, Qu Zhou fanned it with his hand, smelled it a few times, and a sweet fragrance entered the lungs along the nasal cavity, and suddenly a cool and moist feeling, like cleaning the lungs.

"What is Boss Mo doing? She fanned the wind with her hands, trying to make the fragrance come more, in the eyes of outsiders, this beautiful girl is not a brain problem, and she is still fanning the wind in winter.

Qu Zhou ignored the white eyes of others, but fanned harder, and every time a sweet smell entered the trachea and entered the lungs, her cough was suppressed.

There were more and more people, but the sweet smell was getting lighter and lighter, and Qu Zhou sniffed hard into the air, leaving only a very light taste. She thought that what Boss Mo made must have been eaten.

Qu Zhou's guess was right, Yu Xiaoyu divided half of the stewed sugar pear, was eating happily, and kept an eye on Mo Fei's bowl while eating, wanting to steal a few bites to eat while he was not paying attention.

"You're a girl, eat less of this. Mo Fei said, holding the bowl.

"Hmph, do you still think I'm an underage girl, I'm grown up, it's not so easy to deceive me again!" she said, straightening her small chest and demonstrating to Murphy.

Mo Fei still rolled his eyes, "Hurry up and eat, you have to open the door." ”

Soon, the door of the restaurant opened, and the crowd was agitated, and as usual, the people in front of the queue went in first.

After Qu Zhou entered, she immediately went to look at the small blackboard, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that there were two more dishes - a hairtail fish and stewed sugar pear.

"What the hell is a hairtail? Why don't you order a tasting? Qu Zhou thought about it, she was still coughing, or eat less meat, she ordered a Yangchun noodle set and stewed sugar pears.

The Yangchun noodle set meal has just been eaten, and the stewed sugar pears are here, and they are served in a small bowl on high legs, which makes people shine. In ancient times, it was a common bowl in aristocratic families to hold fruit or stew, which was both practical and beautiful.

There is a pear in the bowl, the whole body is dark gold, soaked in clear and transparent water, exuding bursts of white gas, and the sweet fragrance wafts into the nose, ** involuntarily fills the mouth.

The diner next to him had just finished eating the hairtail, and when he saw that she had such a pear in her bowl, he felt that 158 yuan was a bit expensive, shook his head slightly, and asked Qu Zhou: "Is this a stewed sugar pear, how about it taste?"

Qu Zhou opened the pear cup, and the sweetness of honey made her, who wanted to cough, suddenly press back. I first drank a sip of soup with a soup spoon, which was faintly sweet, with the fragrance of lotus root and water chestnut, and the fragrance of snowflake pear, and there was a faint smell of medicine.

She frowned, unable to remember the name of the herb, and when the diner next to her saw it, he quickly asked her, "Isn't it delicious?"

Qu Zhou shook his head and lightly opened his lips, "It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

After taking a sip of soup, I only feel that the dry winter is far away from me, and the moisturizing feeling is like bathing under the sprinkler, like wandering in a hot spring, from the inside out, every cell seems to become moisturized.

She took another bite of the pear flesh, and the pear juice overflowed in the fragrance, stirring the tip of her tongue and taste buds, a feeling of exhilaration, like jumping into the warm spring water, swimming non-stop.

Pick up the spoon and dig a spoonful of small dices in the pear cup to eat, it is water chestnut and lotus root, there is a slight crisp feeling when chewed, with the sweetness of honey, it is simply delicious.

The diner was still staring at her, a line of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth at some point, and when he woke up, he quickly shouted: "Little fish, I also want a stewed sugar pear!"

A bowl of stewed sugar pears is simply not enough for Quzhou, who loves sweets. A few minutes later, a bowl of stewed sugar pears had been eaten, and she smiled at Mo Fei with the empty bowl, "Boss, please have another bowl." ”

Murphy glanced at her, but shook his head.

"I won't sell it to you. ”