Shen Baoshi dodged into the Shen family's dumpling restaurant with a large cardboard box, opened the door and lifted the curtain, and a warm air immediately wrapped his whole body.

At this time, it was past dinner, and there was only one helper left in the front hall of the restaurant sweeping the floor.

Seeing the old man come in, the little helper immediately put the broom aside, stood up straight, bowed respectfully, and shouted loudly: "Hello master!"

"Shhhhh

The broom that the little helper put aside threw it to the ground with a "snap".

Shen Baoshi put the box on the counter, turned around and stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to look at the back kitchen along the food mouth, but he didn't know that the little helper was looking at him like a thief with a shocked face.

Master, hasn't he always been a master? Now it's a collision with evil?

"Xiao Chen, what about the big dynasty?" After looking at it for a long time, he only saw that there were two or three kittens in the back kitchen, but there was no target person, so the old man Shen turned around and asked the little helper.

"Haizhenlou ordered fifty catties of frozen dumplings, and Brother Shen sent the dumplings. The little helper replied honestly.

"Why is he going?" Hearing that the eldest grandson was not there, Old Man Shen immediately had the leisure to ask about the personnel management of the restaurant.

"Chengzi has taken leave, today his grandmother is 70th birthday, and the boss of Haizhen Building has been looking for Brother Shen, so Brother Shen simply went by himself. ”

"Hai Zhenlou, do you want Dachao to take charge of the spoon again?" Shen Baoshi snorted, lowered his head and began to open the cardboard box in his hand.

"Master...... What are you?"

"I found someone to get a phone line for a while, and we can call outside the restaurant in the future, you have to write down the time when you call, and the guest calls for five cents a minute, this call can be timed, you know?"

"Oh oh!" The little helper glanced at the box containing the phone, and then cautiously glanced at Shen Baoshi, endured it or couldn't hold back, and asked innocently: "Master, do you have something to do with Brother Shen?"

Shen Baoshi glared at him again, why are you so ignorant? Am I looking for? I'm hiding!

The little helper was glared, touched his not very bright head, and thought of a question again: "Master, can our phone call go to the rotten country?"

"Hit it, hit it, hit it, do I know how to generate income for the store, do you know what it means to generate income? Why don't I have any eyesight? Shen Baoshi was afraid that others would find out that he had bought the telephone to call his granddaughter, and the little helper just stepped on his sore foot when he asked.

After being reprimanded for splitting his head and covering his face, the little helper was not angry, and said with a smile: "With the phone, Brother Shen doesn't have to wait for the letter, it's good, hehe." ”

Shen Baoshi didn't even bother to stare at it, Shen Hechao was a stuffy person, and the apprentices he accepted were all fools, just a smart ...... Every time I write a letter, I say that it is to her own grandfather - old man, I am fine, you pay attention to your body.

Write hundreds of thousands of words to your brother and give me just one sentence! Now I have installed the phone, I will see if you will give me a sentence! Hmph!

"Don't tell the dynasty that I'm coming, the phone said it was from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, did you hear that?"

The little helper held the broom and looked at his master blankly: "Master, the post and telecommunications bureau still sends a phone?"

Hmph! A generation of celebrity chef Shen Baoshi brushed his sleeves away.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he turned back: "Is there any letter these days?"

The little helper maintained a sweeping posture and said with a smile: "No, master, why do you ask every day like Brother Shen?"

Who is like that unconscious grandson!

A generation of celebrity chef Shen Baoshi once again brushed his sleeves away.

Almost two months after arriving in the country of corruption, Shen Hexi received the first call from China.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me? Girl, I'm Shen Baoshi, I'm your grandfather! Can you hear me?" was still half a meter away from the earpiece, and Shen Hexi could also hear the voice from the other side of the earth.

"I can hear you, old man. She held the microphone, her tone was flat, and she already had a bright smile on her face.

"I'll just tell you that I have a phone at home! I can make a few more money in the store, you wait for me to find a number...... Okay, okay, it's for you. The old man babbled a few words, and wanted to put down the phone to find the paper with the phone number memorized, when the phone was answered by another person who had been guarding him.

The old man, who was slandering the old man for a few days, turned into a chatterbox, and his ears instantly became quiet.

"......" was held in his hand, there was no sound, and he knew that there was a tall guy standing in front of the phone, staring at the microphone with expectant eyes.

"Brother. Shen Hexi's voice softened unconsciously, "I'm very good in the Rotten Country, I have met a lot of interesting people, and they are all good to me." The people here in the country eat beef, fried chicken, and drink wine, which doesn't taste very good. There is also a very nice old lady where I live. ”

Shen Hexi looked up at Mrs. Taylor, who was watering the roses, but she didn't expect the other party to look at her too, and the other party nodded to her.

The girl lowered her head again, rubbed the tip of her nose, soothed her feelings, and then said, talking about the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the rotten country, talking about the compatriots and students of the rotten country, and saying that her life is very good...... Despite the silence on the other side, she also supported this "conversation" alone.

She heard the sound of exhalation, a little heavy, as if with tears, and Shen Hexi's eyes blurred in an instant.

Rubbing her nose again, she swallowed the choked throat and said, "How are you doing at home?" ”

There was a deep breath on the other side of the phone, once, twice......

Relying on this special way of communication, the brother and sister communicated across the entire continent.

Shen Hexi, who disliked the old man just now, spoke alone for five minutes, until the old man's voice came from the phone again, "Your brother asked you to eat more, drink more, sleep more, and call home when you are short of money...... I said you can't send a picture back......?

"Old man, are you okay?"

"Good. ”

"Is the restaurant okay?"

"Good. ”

"You have to pay attention to your body!"

"Okay! What you girl asked is exactly the same as what was written in the letter, you can't say anything else!" Old man Shen's tone was a little complaining, and Shen Hexi said that he must have hallucinated.

"Hmm. ”

"Girl?"

"Huh?"

"Are you alright?"

"Good. ”

"Are you doing well with your studies?"

"Good ......"

"You have to pay attention to your body!"

...... "Bring me the question I asked again, old man, I am really your own granddaughter!

A phone call was made intermittently for more than ten minutes, and finally the old man hung up the phone in the name of wasting the phone bill.

It's just because a certain sister and brother have been silently and persistently grabbing the microphone.

Buttoning up the phone, Shen Hexi saw the handkerchief handed to him by Mrs. Taylor, and suddenly realized that he had burst into tears.

It turns out that it's really not that I don't want to miss it.

Shen Baoshi dodged into the Shen family's dumpling restaurant with a large cardboard box, opened the door and lifted the curtain, and a warm air immediately wrapped his whole body.

At this time, it was past dinner, and there was only one helper left in the front hall of the restaurant sweeping the floor.

Seeing the old man come in, the little helper immediately put the broom aside, stood up straight, bowed respectfully, and shouted loudly: "Hello master!"

"Shhhhh

The broom that the little helper put aside threw it to the ground with a "snap".

Shen Baoshi put the box on the counter, turned around and stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to look at the back kitchen along the food mouth, but he didn't know that the little helper was looking at him like a thief with a shocked face.

Master, hasn't he always been a master? Now it's a collision with evil?

"Xiao Chen, what about the big dynasty?" After looking at it for a long time, he only saw that there were two or three kittens in the back kitchen, but there was no target person, so the old man Shen turned around and asked the little helper.

"Haizhenlou ordered fifty catties of frozen dumplings, and Brother Shen sent the dumplings. The little helper replied honestly.

"Why is he going?" Hearing that the eldest grandson was not there, Old Man Shen immediately had the leisure to ask about the personnel management of the restaurant.

"Chengzi has taken leave, today his grandmother is 70th birthday, and the boss of Haizhen Building has been looking for Brother Shen, so Brother Shen simply went by himself. ”

"Hai Zhenlou, do you want Dachao to take charge of the spoon again?" Shen Baoshi snorted, lowered his head and began to open the cardboard box in his hand.

"Master...... What are you?"

"I found someone to get a phone line for a while, and we can call outside the restaurant in the future, you have to write down the time when you call, and the guest calls for five cents a minute, this call can be timed, you know?"

"Oh oh!" The little helper glanced at the box containing the phone, and then cautiously glanced at Shen Baoshi, endured it or couldn't hold back, and asked innocently: "Master, do you have something to do with Brother Shen?"

Shen Baoshi glared at him again, why are you so ignorant? Am I looking for? I'm hiding!

The little helper was glared, touched his not very bright head, and thought of a question again: "Master, can our phone call go to the rotten country?"

"Hit it, hit it, hit it, do I know how to generate income for the store, do you know what it means to generate income? Why don't I have any eyesight? Shen Baoshi was afraid that others would find out that he had bought the telephone to call his granddaughter, and the little helper just stepped on his sore foot when he asked.

After being reprimanded for splitting his head and covering his face, the little helper was not angry, and said with a smile: "With the phone, Brother Shen doesn't have to wait for the letter, it's good, hehe." ”

Shen Baoshi didn't even bother to stare at it, Shen Hechao was a stuffy person, and the apprentices he accepted were all fools, just a smart ...... Every time I write a letter, I say that it is to her own grandfather - old man, I am fine, you pay attention to your body.

Write hundreds of thousands of words to your brother and give me just one sentence! Now I have installed the phone, I will see if you will give me a sentence! Hmph!

"Don't tell the dynasty that I'm coming, the phone said it was from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, did you hear that?"

The little helper held the broom and looked at his master blankly: "Master, the post and telecommunications bureau still sends a phone?"

Hmph! A generation of celebrity chef Shen Baoshi brushed his sleeves away.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he turned back: "Is there any letter these days?"

The little helper maintained a sweeping posture and said with a smile: "No, master, why do you ask every day like Brother Shen?"

Who is like that unconscious grandson!

A generation of celebrity chef Shen Baoshi once again brushed his sleeves away.

Almost two months after arriving in the country of corruption, Shen Hexi received the first call from China.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me? Girl, I'm Shen Baoshi, I'm your grandfather! Can you hear me?" was still half a meter away from the earpiece, and Shen Hexi could also hear the voice from the other side of the earth.

"I can hear you, old man. She held the microphone, her tone was flat, and she already had a bright smile on her face.

"I'll just tell you that I have a phone at home! I can make a few more money in the store, you wait for me to find a number...... Okay, okay, it's for you. The old man babbled a few words, and wanted to put down the phone to find the paper with the phone number memorized, when the phone was answered by another person who had been guarding him.

The old man, who was slandering the old man for a few days, turned into a chatterbox, and his ears instantly became quiet.

"......" was held in his hand, there was no sound, and he knew that there was a tall guy standing in front of the phone, staring at the microphone with expectant eyes.

"Brother. Shen Hexi's voice softened unconsciously, "I'm very good in the Rotten Country, I have met a lot of interesting people, and they are all good to me." The people here in the country eat beef, fried chicken, and drink wine, which doesn't taste very good. There is also a very nice old lady where I live. ”

Shen Hexi looked up at Mrs. Taylor, who was watering the roses, but she didn't expect the other party to look at her too, and the other party nodded to her.

The girl lowered her head again, rubbed the tip of her nose, soothed her feelings, and then said, talking about the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the rotten country, talking about the compatriots and students of the rotten country, and saying that her life is very good...... Despite the silence on the other side, she also supported this "conversation" alone.

She heard the sound of exhalation, a little heavy, as if with tears, and Shen Hexi's eyes blurred in an instant.

Rubbing her nose again, she swallowed the choked throat and said, "How are you doing at home?" ”

There was a deep breath on the other side of the phone, once, twice......

Relying on this special way of communication, the brother and sister communicated across the entire continent.

Shen Hexi, who disliked the old man just now, spoke alone for five minutes, until the old man's voice came from the phone again, "Your brother asked you to eat more, drink more, sleep more, and call home when you are short of money...... I said you can't send a picture back......?

"Old man, are you okay?"

"Good. ”

"Is the restaurant okay?"

"Good. ”

"You have to pay attention to your body!"

"Okay! What you girl asked is exactly the same as what was written in the letter, you can't say anything else!" Old man Shen's tone was a little complaining, and Shen Hexi said that he must have hallucinated.

"Hmm. ”

"Girl?"

"Huh?"

"Are you alright?"

"Good. ”

"Are you doing well with your studies?"

"Good ......"

"You have to pay attention to your body!"

...... "Bring me the question I asked again, old man, I am really your own granddaughter!

A phone call was made intermittently for more than ten minutes, and finally the old man hung up the phone in the name of wasting the phone bill.

It's just because a certain sister and brother have been silently and persistently grabbing the microphone.

Buttoning up the phone, Shen Hexi saw the handkerchief handed to him by Mrs. Taylor, and suddenly realized that he had burst into tears.

It turns out that it's really not that I don't want to miss it.

Shen Baoshi dodged into the Shen family's dumpling restaurant with a large cardboard box, opened the door and lifted the curtain, and a warm air immediately wrapped his whole body.

At this time, it was past dinner, and there was only one helper left in the front hall of the restaurant sweeping the floor.

Seeing the old man come in, the little helper immediately put the broom aside, stood up straight, bowed respectfully, and shouted loudly: "Hello master!"

"Shhhhh

The broom that the little helper put aside threw it to the ground with a "snap".

Shen Baoshi put the box on the counter, turned around and stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to look at the back kitchen along the food mouth, but he didn't know that the little helper was looking at him like a thief with a shocked face.

Master, hasn't he always been a master? Now it's a collision with evil?

"Xiao Chen, what about the big dynasty?" After looking at it for a long time, he only saw that there were two or three kittens in the back kitchen, but there was no target person, so the old man Shen turned around and asked the little helper.

"Haizhenlou ordered fifty catties of frozen dumplings, and Brother Shen sent the dumplings. The little helper replied honestly.

"Why is he going?" Hearing that the eldest grandson was not there, Old Man Shen immediately had the leisure to ask about the personnel management of the restaurant.

"Chengzi has taken leave, today his grandmother is 70th birthday, and the boss of Haizhen Building has been looking for Brother Shen, so Brother Shen simply went by himself. ”

"Hai Zhenlou, do you want Dachao to take charge of the spoon again?" Shen Baoshi snorted, lowered his head and began to open the cardboard box in his hand.

"Master...... What are you?"

"I found someone to get a phone line for a while, and we can call outside the restaurant in the future, you have to write down the time when you call, and the guest calls for five cents a minute, this call can be timed, you know?"

"Oh oh!" The little helper glanced at the box containing the phone, and then cautiously glanced at Shen Baoshi, endured it or couldn't hold back, and asked innocently: "Master, do you have something to do with Brother Shen?"

Shen Baoshi glared at him again, why are you so ignorant? Am I looking for? I'm hiding!

The little helper was glared, touched his not very bright head, and thought of a question again: "Master, can our phone call go to the rotten country?"

"Hit it, hit it, hit it, do I know how to generate income for the store, do you know what it means to generate income? Why don't I have any eyesight? Shen Baoshi was afraid that others would find out that he had bought the telephone to call his granddaughter, and the little helper just stepped on his sore foot when he asked.

After being reprimanded for splitting his head and covering his face, the little helper was not angry, and said with a smile: "With the phone, Brother Shen doesn't have to wait for the letter, it's good, hehe." ”

Shen Baoshi didn't even bother to stare at it, Shen Hechao was a stuffy person, and the apprentices he accepted were all fools, just a smart ...... Every time I write a letter, I say that it is to her own grandfather - old man, I am fine, you pay attention to your body.

Write hundreds of thousands of words to your brother and give me just one sentence! Now I have installed the phone, I will see if you will give me a sentence! Hmph!

"Don't tell the dynasty that I'm coming, the phone said it was from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, did you hear that?"

The little helper held the broom and looked at his master blankly: "Master, the post and telecommunications bureau still sends a phone?"

Hmph! A generation of celebrity chef Shen Baoshi brushed his sleeves away.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he turned back: "Is there any letter these days?"

The little helper maintained a sweeping posture and said with a smile: "No, master, why do you ask every day like Brother Shen?"

Who is like that unconscious grandson!

A generation of celebrity chef Shen Baoshi once again brushed his sleeves away.

Almost two months after arriving in the country of corruption, Shen Hexi received the first call from China.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me? Girl, I'm Shen Baoshi, I'm your grandfather! Can you hear me?" was still half a meter away from the earpiece, and Shen Hexi could also hear the voice from the other side of the earth.

"I can hear you, old man. She held the microphone, her tone was flat, and she already had a bright smile on her face.

"I'll just tell you that I have a phone at home! I can make a few more money in the store, you wait for me to find a number...... Okay, okay, it's for you. The old man babbled a few words, and wanted to put down the phone to find the paper with the phone number memorized, when the phone was answered by another person who had been guarding him.

The old man, who was slandering the old man for a few days, turned into a chatterbox, and his ears instantly became quiet.

"......" was held in his hand, there was no sound, and he knew that there was a tall guy standing in front of the phone, staring at the microphone with expectant eyes.

"Brother. Shen Hexi's voice softened unconsciously, "I'm very good in the Rotten Country, I have met a lot of interesting people, and they are all good to me." The people here in the country eat beef, fried chicken, and drink wine, which doesn't taste very good. There is also a very nice old lady where I live. ”

Shen Hexi looked up at Mrs. Taylor, who was watering the roses, but she didn't expect the other party to look at her too, and the other party nodded to her.

The girl lowered her head again, rubbed the tip of her nose, soothed her feelings, and then said, talking about the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the rotten country, talking about the compatriots and students of the rotten country, and saying that her life is very good...... Despite the silence on the other side, she also supported this "conversation" alone.

She heard the sound of exhalation, a little heavy, as if with tears, and Shen Hexi's eyes blurred in an instant.

Rubbing her nose again, she swallowed the choked throat and said, "How are you doing at home?" ”

There was a deep breath on the other side of the phone, once, twice......

Relying on this special way of communication, the brother and sister communicated across the entire continent