A day later.

Inside the top room of the Ascendas Group.

Ning Cheng stopped from his cultivation and opened his eyes.

The sun had just risen outside.

Ning Cheng stretched.

There was two knocks on the door.

"Please come in."

The old ghost and the big guy opened the door, and the big guy handed a plate with porridge and green vegetable fritters in his hand.

"Boss, are you awake?" The old ghost walked in with two bowls of porridge in his hands.

"Early in the morning, is this a loving breakfast?" Ning Cheng asked with a smile.

"Yes."

The old ghost nodded.

"Disgusting."

The old ghost of Ningcheng and the big man sat on the sofa and began to eat breakfast in a big gulp.

These small foods don't seem to be anything at all for the big guys, and three bites of a fritter will solve the problem.

Not enough to plug the gaps.

Ning Cheng handed the fritters in his bowl to the big man.

"It's been hot lately, you can eat it." Ning Cheng said.

"Hey, okay."

The big guy scratched his head, and then picked up the fritters and ate them.

"Boss, you can't imagine who made this breakfast." The old ghost asked suddenly.

"Could it be that you did it?" Ningcheng Road.

"No, it's far away in front of you!" The old ghost said.

"Could it be a big guy?"

Ning Cheng looked at the big man eating fritters in surprise.

"Hey, boss, I did it."

The big guy nodded and said, "But what I make is not as delicious as the boss's." ”

"It's already good! I remember you didn't learn to cook, right? Ning Cheng asked.

"This stupid big guy has been secretly studying breakfast since the day you came, and he can't do some of the more complicated ones, so he can only learn breakfast, and the fritters alone have been broken I don't know how many times." Old ghost road.

The big man glared at the old ghost and said, "If you say anything more, I'll throw you down the stairs." ”

"Hey, you're pretty angry!"

Looking at the dispute between the two, Ning Cheng smiled and shook his head, this kind of life is indeed beautiful.

A small bar, the environment is not too good.

But because of the people you care about, the bar has become very warm.

The old days still seem to be lingering in front of us.

Fireplace...

Rum...

Song... There was also the laughter of the crowd.

Thinking of this, Ning Cheng took another sip of porridge.

"Alright, finally the boss will make you a nutritious lunch at noon!" Ning Cheng stood up and said.

"Really?"

The big man's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded, "I want to eat braised pork, and braised pig's trotters!" ”

The old ghost bit his chopsticks on the side and said, "Boss, my request is not excessive, is it full of Han people?" ”

"you!"

...

Midday.

Ning Cheng went out alone to buy ingredients, bought a lot of meat and vegetables, and then returned to the Paradise Lost bar.

The bar is closed during the day, which is just the right time for Ning Cheng to cook with peace of mind.

Ning Cheng washed vegetables, cut vegetables, and made seasonings as usual, and everything was carried out in an orderly manner.

Bai Ling entered the back kitchen, looked at Ning Cheng, who was chopping vegetables, and said, "Are you going at night?" ”

"Yes."

Ning Cheng nodded, and the action of chopping vegetables in his hand did not stop.

"The big guy should have told you."

Bai Ling said.

"You know, if I die, you will avenge me." Ning Cheng said with a smile.

"Hmph." Bai Ling snorted coldly and said, "Don't be a fool, I'll talk to you again seriously." ”

Ning Cheng put down the kitchen knife in his hand and said, "I'm also serious." ”

Bai Ling stared at Ning Cheng's eyes, as if he wanted to discover a trace of mystery.

Then, she sighed and said, "Need help?" ”

"Okay, help me chop the vegetables, I'll go heat the pan."

"Uh."

Bai Ling frowned, but still rolled up his sleeves...

After helping Ning Cheng for a while, Bai Ling left, although she didn't say it, she was still looking forward to Ning Cheng's cooking.

Although it is not as good as the dishes made by the chef, Bai Ling and the old ghost and others prefer to eat what Ning Cheng makes.

The reason is simple, the dishes are full of memories.

At noon, the sun shines directly on the earth, and the temperature is quite high.

Pedestrians on the road looked hurried, eager to hide in the refrigerator.

It's mid-August and the air is very hot.

Ning Cheng walked out of the back kitchen with a plate of braised pork, his face covered with sweat.

"Come on, we're ready to eat."

Ning Cheng said.

Ah Fei stood at the door of the bar and saw Ning Cheng walking out with the food, and immediately wanted to go over to help.

"No need, sit down, let's eat later." Ning Cheng said with a smile.

"Huh? I... No need. Ah Fei scratched his head.

"It's all your own people, sit down." The old ghost said on the side.

The big man scratched his head honestly, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and looked directly at the large piece of braised pork in Ning Cheng's hand!

Ah Fei scratched his head and said a little shyly, "I always feel that the boss is a little different from what I imagined." ”

"Different?"

Ning Cheng put down the dish in his hand and said, "What's the difference?" ”

Ah Fei thought for a long time before saying, "I always feel very close, and there is no strangeness." ”

Ning Cheng said with a wry smile, "Could it be that I want to be ruthless, and then kill people when I see them, isn't it more in line with the boss's aura?" ”

Ah Fei shook his head vigorously and said, "This is very good!" ”

"Alright, you all go wash your hands, I'll move all the dishes out." Ningcheng Road.

"Hey, hey, good!" The old ghost put down the computer in his hand, then patted Ah Fei on the shoulder and said, "Ah Fei, go wash your hands and eat together!" ”

"Good!" Ah Fei nodded heavily, and couldn't help but glance in the direction of the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, on a small round table.

Ning Cheng, the old ghost, the big man, and Ah Fei are all already seated.

Bai Ling was expressionlessly mixing cocktails on the bar, and he didn't seem to see Ning Cheng and the others at all.

"Bai Ling, come over and eat." Ning Cheng asked.

"Good!"

Bai Ling walked over with a few wine glasses, and then said, "Try it, the cocktail I made." ”

"Yes."

Ning Cheng nodded, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then closed his eyes and savored it.

The old ghost gave Bai Ling a place, and she sat down.

"How?" Bai Ling asked.

Ning Cheng opened his eyes, "It's bitter, but I like it very much." Ning Cheng said with a grin.

"Bitter?" Ah Fei had some doubts on the side.

"You try it too." Bai Ling poured a cup for Ah Fei.

"Good!"

Ah Fei was a little excited when he took the cocktail, after all, the cocktail made by Bai Ling could not be drunk by ordinary people.

He took a careful sip and frowned.

The cocktail was unbelievably unpalatable!

Almost the taste of all kinds of inferior liquor.

Still, he swallowed.

"How's it going, isn't it delicious?" Ning Cheng asked with a smile.

Ah Fei's face turned red, but he still nodded.

"Hey, that's right!"

The old ghost picked up the cocktail, took a big sip, and then said, "I still like to drink cheap rum made by the boss." ”

This meal was very warm...