Feng Wuli chatted with the man for a while, the man's name was Du Kele, he was from the north, and his wife's name was Yu Youhe, and he came here with him to open a private restaurant.

He's the boss and he's the chef.

And it's also a related person, the right emperor in the shadow is reminding him that these two creatures in front of him are more dangerous, Feng Wuli just got the information from the right emperor, and the owner of the private dish nodded embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to hide it, we are indeed not ordinary people."

"That's right...... But there's nothing to apologize for. ”

The little girl sitting at the front desk next to him snorted: "Because he is a pug monster, he knows to apologize to people all day long, and this king will regret marrying you, Du Kele, you are a super super cowardly person." ”

Listening to a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl say, 'I will regret marrying you', the impact on Feng Wuli is still quite big, but thinking that she is not a human being, it is actually acceptable.

He smiled and reached out to pinch the little girl's cheek at will, and was hit by a straight fist on the waist by the angry little wife, Yu Youhe looked at his expression of no repentance at all, and took out a gun from his trouser pocket.

The boss smiled and looked at his little wife and new friends, and returned to the back kitchen with the menu.

A table full of study.

A meal was eaten until two o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no class in the afternoon, so Feng was unreasonable to go back to the store, and the students had to go back to the library to review.

"A must! Where is the boss, this dish looks like Cantonese. ”

The ruler's small face is serious, as if he has received a treasure with both hands.

The man was a little depressed: "You can't say that about me." ”

"Is the second volume finished?"

"Surrender, surrender, don't sneer at me, I don't have any clothes to change now." Du Kele is embarrassed and follows the trend and explains unreasonably:

"She's an elf, uh, is there a monster like an elf here? It's a great creature anyway, she said it herself. ”

"Ruler, come here." The little girl at the front desk shouted.

The cold wind on the side of the street was blowing, pushing open the door of the hotel, the biting Siberian cold current was in close contact with the skin from the collar of the clothes, and the wind tightened the neckline unreasonably, leading the ruler back.

The little girl at the front desk bowed her head, Feng Wuli felt that she was always very proud, as if she had a great face, but she always sat upright, without a little deformation, and her demeanor and temperament were the same as those ladies, giving people a really noble look.

Xie Jieshu was also surprised: "This is Cantonese cuisine, northerners do Cantonese cuisine so well." ”

"No, I'm human, but she's a monster."

Qi Yan was alert, and a pair of cute dog ears seemed to be erected on his little head, and his nose became a puppy nose: "Eat? What to eat? What did you order? ”

She is now an Internet addict girl, and she holds her mobile phone to watch the Internet every night, and Feng unreasonably suspects that the opportunity for them to make friends is also because.

Occasionally, Xie Jieshu will clip it to her, but all of them are plastic sisters, and Xie Jieshu can accurately clip broccoli, green peppers and other things that the ruler doesn't like to eat.

Me too, I feel like I'm going to hang up, and I don't know what to learn.

"Northerners."

Feng Wuli felt that everyone at this table was talkative, and when he ate, he felt that the dishes were delicious, how could he have time to talk, but Feng Wuli also felt that the boss's cooking skills were really good.

Feng Wuli was just about to say something, a bicycle outside the hotel braked suddenly, and a whirlwind girl rolled over and got out of the car.

"You write it yourself?"

There are too many unreasonable classmates on the table, and the ruler is still relatively reserved, and it is not easy to stand up and stretch out the chopsticks to clamp it, and the wind is unreasonable to judge from the position and time when her eyes stay, and then clip a piece to her.

"Youkai?" The wind is unreasonable, but I don't see it.

"I like to help spread the word!"

"Xie Jieshu is there, you go over and sit." With a shadow like her, it doesn't matter how many meals a day you eat.

"Ah He, I'm going back."

"The last dish, Sixi meatballs."

The ruler is still looking at the first-hand manuscript.,Yu Youhe looks about the same age as her.,But it's already possible to write very exciting.,She's chasing the first volume.,Two weeks ago, I learned that the proprietress of the newly opened restaurant in the culture street was the author of the book she was chasing.。

Feng Wuli went back and sat back, and talked to them about the end of the period, and everyone had the same confession.

"Look at this, this is what this king wrote this week."

"So many!"

"You've made a new friend, huh?" Feng unreasonably pulled the little girl's side ponytail, feeling that the ruler was very suitable for such a hairstyle, full of youthful vitality.

Watching the two little girls who looked like they were discussing the plot on the paper, they laughed a little dumbly, and didn't care about it, and went back to sit next to Xie Jieshu.

"I'm going back to writing too." Ruler said very seriously.

"The boss is awesome!" Zheng Chuanbo gave a thumbs up.

The ruler also has a way to deal with it, she will sandwich the things she doesn't like to eat into the wind unreasonable bowl.

Ruler nodded with a pensive face, Yu Youhe enlightened her, in fact, it is not difficult to write, isn't it just to make up stories, she has read so much, there is no reason why she can't write it herself...... She suddenly opened Feng Wu's unreasonable hand: "Don't pull my braids." ”

The boss laughed: "I used to be an apprentice, and I learned everything." ”

The store manager burped and followed.

Ruler combed a side ponytail today, wearing the new clothes she bought a few days ago, and she was still wearing the skateboard shoes, and she was sliding around when she walked, and when she entered the door, she found that Feng Wuli was actually there, and she was a little strange: "Why are you here?" ”

Feng Wuli felt that such a conversation was also quite youthful and energetic, and straddled the bicycle or something: "Come on." ”

"Yu Youhe is an author, and she writes beautifully." The ruler slid over, squeezed away the wind unreasonably, and went to sit behind the front desk.

A small water gun.

"I didn't say I wanted to eat it." She remains reserved.

The little girl raised the gun again, her face was not good: "It seems that your surrender is not sincere at all." ”

Yes, the ruler rides her bicycle around the streets all day long, and she is completely a slipper, and it is not surprising to know everyone in the cultural street.

This little sister-in-law is becoming less and less polite to him now, and the wind is still nostalgic for the thin-skinned store manager who can be anxious with a little teasing.

"I came over for dinner with my classmates."

"You're the first to see it, thank you." The little girl looked proud.

Feng Wuli was indeed a little curious, and looked at the ruler: "You know?" ”

I'm ready to come back for the make-up exam, and I'm hanging.

I don t know how long it took to finally start serving, the foot slippery skateboard shoes slid over like a ghost, and the wind got up unreasonably to pick up a dish she didn't know which corner the rat came out and sat next to xie jieshu.

Now I haven't recovered a single subject.

"What do you think I'm good at writing?"

"Who knows you."

(End of chapter)