Chapter 11 Who Sent Me Flowers?

In the autumn dusk in Xiamen, the wind was a little strong, blowing on my face, as if it was about to blow away the depression of a day's work. Uncle Zhen Jiang Duck was as lively as usual, and I took advantage of the time to order food to ask the little brother: "Is your boss here today?"

"Yes, yes! He's in the kitchen!"

"That's good! Great! Anyway, I haven't served this dish yet, you take me to meet him first, do you remember me? I'm going to have to sign in with your boss! He said I'm going to come here three times!"

"Okay, come with me!"

Don't look at the small place of this small shop, the kitchen is quite clean. There are not many chefs, including the boss, there are only two in total. The boss didn't show his big bald head today, but wore a chef's hat in a serious manner, and he looked quite handsome! He was pouring the fried duck into the casserole, and he was a veteran with a spatula.

While he was free, I put on a nymphomaniac face and asked with a smile, "Boss, do you remember me?"

The boss raised his blazing eyes in the smoky kitchen and asked in wonder, "Who are you?"

Wow, you don't remember me! I would have broken a few more casseroles if I had known.

"Well, the boss is a noble person. If I knew you were so forgetful, I wouldn't have come to eat duck!"

When I said this, he wondered even more: "Where do you start with this?"

"I'm the little sand who broke your casserole that day! You said you don't have to lose money, just eat it three more times. Forgot about it so quickly. ”

"Oh oh oh, hahahaha! I see that you were so scared that day, you were joking with you! Who dares to ask such a guest, hahaha! You scholars, one bite after another, make me panic. ”

"Haha, I see! I've graduated. "It's awkward to talk to the elders, especially the elders who ask for him, since you can't call "you", then change back to "you", in other words, I'm so polite, but also pretending to be good, pretending is very tiring. But after saying these words, I can feel that he is a cheerful person. I just love working with cheerful people!

"Boss, in fact, I came to the kitchen to find you, not just to break the casserole. ”

"Oh, what's the matter? There's a lot of smoke here, why don't you go out and talk about it?"

"No, no, I just want to ask, do you still have apprentices in your kitchen? I want to learn how to be a ginger duck. ”

"You? Little girl, why can't you think so much about dealing with this fume?"

"Because your ginger duck is so delicious, I want to learn!"

"Little girl, it's not that I don't trust you, few girls nowadays know how to cook, I'm afraid that you will be hit!"

"I'm good at cooking, I'm talented, really!" I looked at him with a begging look with big goofy eyes. This uncle looked at me and then at another cook in the kitchen, and said hesitantly: "If you want to talk about manpower, it is really not enough now, especially on weekends." ”

"Weekends? Great! I still have to go to work! Then it's decided, I don't charge a penny, the apprenticeship is free, and the master asks the apprentice to bow three times!" After saying that, I bowed three times, and he probably became my master before he even had the idea of regret.

"Well, seeing that you are so religious, then come on. ”

"Okay, then Master, you get busy first, I'll go upstairs to eat duck! Bye!" After saying that, I left happily, leaving behind the little brother who served the food with a confused face and the bald master who had not yet recovered from the apprentices.

Uncle Zhen's ginger duck is still as delicious as ever, I carefully recalled the ginger duck I made yesterday, and compared it with this hazy junction of memories, of course, this comparison is self-inflicted, not necessarily accurate. But I still clearly felt the gap, and this gap was consistent with my intuition at the beginning, and that was the sense of vicissitudes. Maybe Xiaoji is right, the heat is a very important factor, I guess it is the unhurried state of mind in the cooking process that determines the heat, and the sense of vicissitudes determines the mood, haha, I'm self-righteous again......

After eating, I walked back happily, but soon, this pleasure was shattered, and Mr. Qi's call came again.

"Hey, Xiaosha, have you eaten?" "Well, just finished eating." "That's the case, I received your plan, and I feel very good! The efficiency is also very high! Like one! It is worthy of the person recommended by Su Ling!" "Mr. Qi has won the award!" "I have passed the conversation with Party A's activity docking person today, and they are negotiating the time internally, so we don't look at the time, everything is subject to them." If nothing else, it should be done on the weekend of next week, and you can start preparing at the same time, and you can make a list of what you need to buy first, and ask me for reimbursement. "Okay. "Then let's do this first, have a good rest!" "Well, Mr. Qi bye-bye!"

I didn't expect this activity to be serious! And it's planned to be held next weekend! Alas, I just learned the craft from the master!

But today my mood is really ups and downs! After answering the phone, I went back to the dormitory in a daze, and found a bouquet of flowers on my desk! Not roses, but beautiful little chrysanthemums, well, I'm a little cheesy, I checked, it's daisies. I still remember that there was a Korean killer movie before, the killer often gave daisies to the heroine of his crush, and the name of the movie was Daisy, and I listened to the theme song for many years, so the flower language of daisies was deeply remembered in my mind by the forgetful me - the love hidden in my heart. Wow Sesese, who's in love with me?

The dormitory was still quiet, with only sullen uncles and programmer apes who had never stared at computer screens.

"Hey, uncle, who's sending me flowers?"

"I don't know, as soon as I come back, it'll be on the table! ”

"Solve the road, buddy, who sent me flowers?"

"A flower delivery brother, but the money is confiscated, it should be sent by him!"

"No, not many people know my current address! I don't think there is anyone else but my parents. My parents won't send me flowers! It's not a good day! It's weird!"

I checked it carefully, and there was no card hidden in the flower or anything, could it be that there was really a killer around here who fell in love with me at first sight?

Puzzled, he returned to the room, and Xiaoji's familiar robotic voice sounded again......