Song Hai looked confused, why did this diner react so much. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, this is all because the food made by Zhang Shan is so delicious, many people come here, and even bring relatives and friends, and finally wait for an early morning, and now suddenly say that Zhang Shan can't come, no matter who it is, it will not be easy to forget it.

"Listen to me, there is really a reason for the incident, our chef Zhang Shan had an accident last night, and now he is in the hospital, I hope everyone can understand." Song Hai reiterated it again.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier, so we waited all morning!"

"That's right! It's your responsibility! ”

"We strongly demand compensation!"

……

Song Hai's explanation did not satisfy everyone, and several of the tall and strong men even had fire in their eyes, as if they were about to smash the restaurant at any moment.

Seeing that the situation was starting to get serious, Song Hai sighed secretly, and had to say with tears in his eyes: "In this way, in order to make up for everyone's time sacrifice, on behalf of the restaurant, I personally represent the restaurant to give everyone present a breakfast ticket and a 20% discount coupon for each meal for free, are you satisfied with it?" ”

As soon as they heard that there were free meal coupons, most of the people calmed down, and the few diners who were not discouraged couldn't make trouble anymore because they were weak.

"It looks like I won't be able to eat today." Liang Wen looked regretful.

Chen Yan also cried silently in her heart, I haven't even tasted it.

The crowd slowly left, Song Hai kept fiddling with the calculator at the front desk, and when he saw the final display number, it was no longer as simple as hitting the nail on the head, but a knife was directly inserted into the heart, "I thought it was a big profit, who thought that it would be more than a thousand yuan to go out, Zhang Shan, Zhang Shan, you are comfortable this time, pity my brother, woo woo......"

In the hospital, Lin Xuan returned to the ward and bought Zhang Shan a few steamed buns, a bowl of porridge and a little pickles, "Come and eat while it's hot." ”

"I don't have much appetite." Zhang Shan shook his head, all he could think about was how to speed up the progress of the task.

Lin Xuan raised his pink fist and threatened: "Do you eat or not?" ”

"Eat!" Zhang Shan picked up a bun, a manly man, not like a woman, and then gently took a bite of the bun, after a while, "The skin of the bun is too hard, it is definitely not high-gluten flour, and the dough is not good, the meat filling is mixed with water when the seasoning is added, it is not stirred evenly, the soy sauce is not flavorful, and the fat and lean ratio of pork belly is not right......"

Lin Xuan looked angry, "Okay, big gourmet, this is the breakfast I bought after running a long way, can you just take two bites?" ”

Zhang Shan sneered, it's not that he is unwilling to cooperate, his sensory attributes have already reached 15 points, so he is very sensitive to the texture and taste of food, plus after obtaining the system, his cooking skills have increased, and he is usually used to eating homemade food, and he has no appetite for other meals.

"Forget it, I'm not hungry either, just drink some porridge." Zhang Shan put down the bun and went to take the bowl of porridge next to him, but the moment he took the bowl, his arm suddenly hurt, but he didn't pick it up.

"Are you okay, does it hurt?" Lin Xuan looked at Zhang Shan's right hand worriedly, and there was indeed a thick red bruise on his arm, and his heart softened, "I'll come." ”

"No, I'll just use my left hand." Zhang Shan shook his left hand, and there was also a stick mark on his left arm, which seemed to have been hit in a panic yesterday.

Lin Xuan looked at the scars on Zhang Shan's body, and a sour feeling welled up in his heart, if he hadn't been there yesterday, he might have been injured, thinking that Zhang Shan was in so many gangsters, saving himself and blocking the stick for himself, he was a little indescribably moved.

"You can rest in peace!" Lin Xuan took a breath, as if to suck out the moisture in her eyes, and then she picked up the porridge and spoon, put a spoonful in the porridge, blew lightly with her mouth, and sent it to Zhang Shan's mouth.

Zhang Shan was a little embarrassed, and since he can remember, except for his mother, he has never let others feed him like this.

"Eat as much as you want, so that the wound will heal faster."

"Oh."

Subsequently, Lin Xuan gently parted Zhang Shan's lips with the spoon, Zhang Shan also opened his teeth cooperatively, the cold stainless steel spoon had already been heated by the boiled white porridge, but after Lin Xuan's blowing, it was not too hot, and it looked extremely comfortable.

The most advanced in the entrance is the turbid white rice soup, which is very bland, the seller should not have added any seasoning, the rice soup is very thin, and the heat is not very in place; Speaking of rice grains, after the stirring of the tongue, it gives off a hint of sweetness, but the rice quality is hard, and it does not achieve the "soft, cottony, and smooth" standard of white porridge, and the material is not the best Northeast rice.

Although this white porridge has so many shortcomings, Zhang Shan has a very happy sense of pleasure after tasting it, this feeling is extremely strange, he wants to catch it but can't catch it, is it because of the relationship between being fed porridge by others?

Emotions sometimes affect the taste and texture of food, the most common is a bad mood, no appetite, and a good mood, will eat very delicious.

After Lin Xuan finished feeding the first bite, she took another spoonful and blew it gently on the side of her mouth.

Zhang Shan involuntarily glanced at Lin Xuan's lips, and his heart beat inexplicably.

Lin Xuan's lips are thin and thin, not that kind of heavy color, they look very pink, and because of the relationship between blowing porridge, the two lips are slightly together, like a ripe little cherry, which makes Zhang Shan can't help but want to take a bite.

"Eat." Lin Xuan muttered, the voice was very small, if it wasn't for Zhang Shan being close, he would almost not be able to hear it.

She couldn't have found out I was peeking at her, was she?

In fact, a woman's senses are extremely keen, just when Zhang Shan glanced at it for the first time, Lin Xuan felt it, and at the same time, she was a little shy in her heart, but somehow, she was full of a trace of joy.

After thinking about it, Zhang Shan was the first boy to let her be willing to feed.

The two have been neighbors for many years, and their backgrounds are the same, Zhang Shan's parents have taken care of themselves in the past, since his parents left, Lin Xuan has been taking care of this little boy as a sister, treating him as his own relatives, but he didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, he has grown so big.

Looking at Zhang Shan, who was eating porridge in front of him, his short hair was neat and refined, his facial features were three-dimensional, as if he had been cut out by a knife, with sharp edges and corners, and he was shaken by the morning sun, with a little golden, and he was really a little handsome.

Today's Zhang Shan is already one of the best chefs in Blue Harbor, he is so good, do you really just treat him as a relative?

Lin Xuan couldn't help but think of the sentence when he was strangled last night, Zhang Shan resolutely faced all the gangsters and said, "Today, if any of you dare to touch her, I will fight with whom!" ”

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel that the two chests were a little numb.