Fu Qingyu felt that she must have been too tired recently, and something was wrong with her tiredness. That day, he ran to Hao Xiangxiang's small shop that was going to close in a daze, and when he arrived at the door, he couldn't tell his intention, but fortunately Hao Xiangxiang guessed that he was going to get sauce, so he didn't let him run in vain.

But from that day on, Fu Qingyu felt that he seemed to be even more wrong, and he was always in a state of anxiety, but he couldn't figure out why he was anxious.

It was another rest day, and Fu Qingyu walked around the house many times after getting up, but he couldn't calm down. Originally, he should have studied new dishes in the kitchen on days like this, but for some reason he couldn't concentrate.

Fu Qingyu stared at the spatula for a while, and finally turned around and walked out of the kitchen, he picked up the car keys and prepared to go to Hao Xiangxiang's pickle shop, but as soon as he walked to the door, he remembered that the small shop was closed.

Alas! It's closed! What a pity! Before that, Fu Qingyu felt that there was no better place in the whole city than a pickle shop. He would go shopping every day off and buy pickles and sauces.

The pickles there are delicious, the standard of the sauces is also very high, and there is a likable little boss Hao Xiangxiang. Although Hao Xiangxiang doesn't talk much, she is really likable, has good craftsmanship and good personality, no wonder the chef named Xia Yeliang also likes to go to her shop, and she sticks to Hao Xiangxiang and nagging when she has nothing to do.

Now that Hao Xiangxiang's shop is closed, Fu Qingyu suddenly feels a little confused about her rest day, and she can't remember where to go.

Before going to Hao Xiangxiang's shop, Fu Qingyu never felt that there was anything wrong with his otaku life. The chef is a very hard worker, and he finally has a day off, the only bit of personal time, he never wastes, he goes home to see his parents, or rests quietly, or goes out to buy vegetables, and comes back to the kitchen to study new dishes, he has always spent a rare day off alone.

But now, I don't know what's wrong, he always feels that it's strange to stay at home like this, and he doesn't even have a person to talk to.

Yes! Fu Qingyu suddenly realized that his anxiety during this period of time came from. He actually feels too lonely, doesn't he? That's right, spending a rest day in Hao Xiangxiang's small shop is indeed much more fun and lively than staying at home, you can watch Hao Xiangxiang busy, and occasionally discuss cooking issues with another chef, Xia Yeliang.

Although he often felt that Xia Yeliang was quite noisy, he was not unbearable. It's not a big deal to be able to spend time in Hao Xiangxiang's shop and put up with the noisy Xia Yeliang, anyway, he didn't go to see Xia Yeliang.

Wait a minute! Fu Qingyu suddenly frowned. He didn't seem to be there to buy pickles, either. Pickles don't eat every day, and you can eat some for a long time, so why does he like Hao Xiangxiang's shop so much?! Actually use someone's pickle shop as a bar to spend time?! I can't figure out why this is......

Fu Qingyu didn't think about this question for a long time, until a month later, on another boring rest day, Fu Qingyu, who was so anxious that he was at a loss, went to a new store where Qian Qian worked.

Moreau, a bar and restaurant, specializes in dinner and supper, so he opens late and closes late, and working in such a place is a night owl who is indebted.

At five o'clock, the hotel had just opened, and there were no guests, so Fu Qingyu stepped into the door. The waiter greeted him warmly, Fu Qingyu looked around the store, and didn't see anyone familiar, so he chose the position of the restaurant bar and sat down, facing the barbecue stall.

The chef who was in charge of the barbecue on duty thought that Fu Qingyu wanted to eat barbecue, so he immediately pointed to the ingredient water sign hanging on the wall very attentively, and began to prepare to serve Fu Qingyu.

Fu Qingyu glanced at the list of ingredients with little interest, and asked directly, "What ingredients are better today?" ”

The chef in charge of the barbecue treated him as an ordinary diner, immediately put on a professional smile, and replied very politely, "We use the best ingredients in our restaurant, depending on your taste." ”

Hearing the chef's answer, Fu Qingyu immediately frowned, with a slightly dissatisfied look on his face. Ingredients are very particular about procurement, seasonal changes, food transportation, etc., may affect the quality of ingredients on the day, how can it be possible to maintain a high level of each ingredient every day?!

Seeing the disgruntled look on the customer's face in front of him, the chef immediately realized that he had made a mistake, and he was probably facing an insider. The chef immediately wanted to make up for his mistake, but the attention of the customers in front of him was no longer on him.

At this time, Qian Qian was hurrying out with a new dessert to try, and the chefs in the back kitchen had already tasted her new dessert, and she planned to let the waiter help taste it before the guests arrived.

As soon as Qian Qian came out with desserts, he found that it was time to open the store, and there were customers sitting in front of the bar. She was about to go back with dessert, but found that the one sitting at the bar was actually an acquaintance.

"Mr. Fu?" Qian Qian immediately came up with his newly made dessert: "Are you on vacation today?" Why did you come to dinner so early? ”

"It's a vacation." Fu Qingyu looked at the dessert in Qian Qian's hand with interest: "New work?" ”

"Yes!" Qian Qian hurriedly put the dessert in front of Fu Qingyu: "You taste it and give some advice." ”

"Alas! What are you doing? The chef in charge of the barbecue immediately pulled Qian Qian and reprimanded her harshly: "How can you serve the tasting to the guests!" Dishes that are not allowed by the chef cannot be served to guests. ”

"Oh yes, I forgot." Qian Qian glanced at Fu Qingyu with some regret, and was about to bring back his dessert, but Fu Qingyu had already quickly picked up the fork placed next to the plate, dug up a large piece of the delicate dessert in front of him, and filled it directly into his mouth.

"It's over!" The chef in charge of the Ming file looked at Qian Qian with a sympathetic look on his face, and muttered: "If the guests are not satisfied, you just wait to be scolded!" It is against the law to serve the tasting to the customer! ”

Qian Qian also looked at the dessert that he couldn't salvage a little sluggishly, not knowing how to react. It was her mistake just now, and she forgot that she couldn't give the tasting to the guests, but what kind of trouble is Fu Qingyu's posture of grabbing food? ! It's really going to hurt her to get punished!

Fu Qingyu looked at Qian Qian, who had a sluggish face, and suddenly felt that his anxiety these days had been swept away. He suddenly understood why he had been patronizing Hao Xiangxiang's pickle shop, it wasn't to buy pickles! It turned out to be to see Hao Xiangxiang, the little boss.

Fu Qingyu, who reacted, had a clear feeling of enlightenment, and he looked at the girl with the chef's round hat in front of him, which was really pleasing to the eye the more he looked. How can there be such a pleasing girl, so that he can't get tired of watching it all the time.

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