Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Master's Concentration

This is the first time that Qian Duoduo has questioned whether Rong Yu is messing with flowers.

But that's just a question.

Rong Yu sent a voice and said, "No." ”

"Don't steal it!" Qian Duoduo sent a warning.

and Qian Duoduo didn't dwell on this issue for long, this song was affirmed by Rong Yu, which is Qian Duoduo's happiest thing today.

The woman next door stopped because the man was not home. Haven't come back yet, and probably won't be back tonight. From the time he asked Rong Yu for cigarettes, Rong Yu saw the determination in the man's eyes.

In fact, this kind of feeling, if you can't get along, you can't stand it, so let's break it up!

I lit a cigarette and went to the balcony to smoke it, and I felt the urgency of really needing a house of my own.

If the system gives itself 100,000 yuan a month, it will be good, and you can buy a house and a car in just one or two years. Then he and Huang Jia have a private kitchen, do what they want, and do it for whomever they want.

When I was thinking about the problem, I suddenly heard a knock on the door, and I thought it was the woman next door, and opened the door with some displeasure, but saw that the door was Huang Jia, he looked inexplicably obscene, and then pushed Rong Yu.

"Get in, get in!"

Waiting for Rong Yu to close the door, he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"If you don't open the door again, I can't help it." Huang Jia smiled, "I didn't expect the woman next door to you to be quite arrogant, smoking at the door, wearing pajamas...... There's no underwear in it, tsk ......"

He made a two-hand-grasp gesture with both hands in front of him.

"Good family women, don't provoke!"

Rong Yu warned him.

"Know, know, this kind of woman with a family that I will definitely not provoke...... It's not funny, it's a mess. By the way, I'll sleep here tonight! ”

This guy really doesn't think of himself as an outsider.

However, given the continuous friendly contact with Rong Yu for many years, and the fact that the two have often carried guns outside together, Huang Jia really doesn't regard himself as an outsider.

He felt that he and Rong Yu were the kind of pure friendship between brothers.

"You sleep on the living room couch!"

"What's wrong with the two of us sleeping together?" Huang Jia jumped up from the sofa, "You can't be so ruthless!" ”

"I'm not in the habit of sleeping with men!"

Huang Jia disdainfully: "Didn't we often sleep together before? ”

"It used to be, and from now on, my bed is mine, and no one else can sleep on my bed except me, and my woman, understand?" Rong Yu is telling Huang Jia.

"Okay!"

Huang Jia compromised.

"But can you get some late-night snack? We two big men, we can't just sit here. ”

"Order takeout!"

"You're not going to do something?"

"Order takeout!" When Rong Yu repeated, the tone was not very good.

So Huang Jia compromised again and ordered several takeaways, all of which were barbecue meat food. After waiting for a while, the barbecue was delivered, Rong Yu took the beer out, and the two started drinking.

"What will you do with Qian Duoduo in the future?" Huang Jia and Rong Yu touched one.

"I never think about it." Rong Yu said, "If you start to worry about something, you will have to worry about it. That means that there are eight or nine times that this matter will be yellow. ”

"Philosopher's Master!" Huang Jia laughed, "Don't talk about sister-in-law, just say tomorrow, I think my dad will definitely approve." If nothing else, just for your cooking skills......"

"Don't talk too soon!"

Rong Yu smiled, but did not say why.

It's very simple, in his last life, as a top chef, his business had ups and downs. I have done it in a five-star hotel, even a state banquet, a private chef, and a private restaurant, but whether I can make the business bigger and bigger, the chef's skill has never been in the first place.

For a family like Xiang Huangjia, if he is really asked to cook private dishes, he is just sharpening him.

Huang Jia also wanted to discuss with Rong Yu what to buy. He knew that his dad liked to eat those dishes.

"Since I am the one who cooks, it is my cooking skills that is tested, so I have the final say on all the dishes." Rong Yu canceled all of Huang Jia's suggestions.

"Why? Let's not make some dishes that my dad likes, how can he approve it! ”

Huang Jia was in a hurry.

Rong Yu smiled and said, "If it's just for a meal, I can cook your dad the dishes he likes to eat, but if it's to test my cooking skills." I think it's best for me to arrange it. Rest assured! ”

Lift the bottle and touch one with the yellow armor.

Huang Jia touched his head, but he still held back his strong curiosity.

The two of them each drank a few bottles, the bottles were thrown to the ground, dizzy, and they didn't wash the dishes, and Huang Jia fell asleep on the sofa. Snoring like thunder.

In the early morning of the next day, Rong Yu got up and found that Huang Jia in the living room was still snoring, pinching his nose to wake him up. Huang Jia still stood up and sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Hurry up and wash up and go grocery shopping!" Rong Yu urged him, "Do you still want to cook private dishes?" ”

Huang Jia immediately jumped up, squeezed to the bathroom, and released the water first, the sound of the water was very loud, and the smell was very strong. Rong Yu was forced to go to the kitchen to wash up.

drove Huangjia's X4 to buy groceries, and Rong Yu saved the money for sweeping the shared bicycle.

When I was shopping for groceries, I received a call from Nie Xiaoqing.

"Brother Yu, where is it? I arrived at the door. Come on, I'm a little scared! ”

Rong Yu was stunned, and then turned his head to look at Huang Jia.

"You asked her to come over early in the morning?"

"Who?" Huang Jia glared at Rong Yu, "Nie Xiaoqing? I didn't tell her, she went by herself. ”

"Hurry, carry it...... Let's go back! Rong Yu went out of the vegetable market.

Huang Jia followed behind, carrying the dishes, and looked at them: "Brother Yu, buy some good ones, seafood and the like." ”

Rong Yu took out the car keys from his pocket: "I'll drive!" ”

When the two returned to the store, Nie Xiaoqing was squatting at the door of the store, looking around nervously, and when he saw the headlights shining over, he jumped up happily and stepped forward.

"Oh, that's all I bought!"

Even Nie Xiaoqing felt that these dishes were too ordinary, and there were no hard dishes.

"Let's go, go in first, I'll boil the toppings!" Rong Yu carried the beef in, and Nie Xiaoqing and Huang Jia followed in to help set up the tables and chairs.

When it was time to boil the toppings, the three of them had nothing to do, and sat lazily in the shop. Rong Yu was lying on the recliner, this was his special seat, and it was not easy for anyone to come. Nie Xiaoqing also wanted to be coquettish and cute, but was decisively rejected by the ruthless man.

pouted, turned his head to see how Huang Jia felt obscene.

The noodles in the morning sold quickly, and there were only 60 noodles today, but Zhao De, who delivered the noodles, didn't dare to say anything, and after being chased by Rong Yu once, he was a little afraid.

Sixty portions of noodles were sold out early in the morning, which made the old lady who did not eat noodles a little complaining.

The one who dares to complain here is the old lady.

"You have more days and fewer days, early and late days, I can't catch up with the time."

The old lady spoke clearly, and after seeing Qian Duoduo these days, she didn't shout to introduce Rong Yu to the object.

"You're here, you have to make an exception! Wait a minute! Rong Yu ran to the store next to him and bought a pack of Chen Keming noodles.

Cook a bowl and serve it to the old lady.

The old lady's rotten meat noodles are very energetic, but she doesn't dare to give too much, and she is afraid that she will not be able to digest it if she eats too much. Elderly, weak digestion.

"This taste...... It's better than the previous ones! The old lady looked at Rong Yu and smiled.

Rong Yu didn't fall for her, and said: "Don't look at me, if you sell this kind of noodles every day, I won't make money." ”

The old lady still laughed: "I know that you little bastard is stingy, let's go!" The old lady walked out of the store, walked a few steps, and looked back at Rong Yu.

"Where's your little girlfriend?"

"Singing went." Rong Yu also replied with a smile, "Don't worry about it, this matter depends on fate." ”

Watching the old lady leave, Nie Xiaoqing asked, "Have you ever been on a blind date?" ”

"No, this old lady just wants to introduce her granddaughter to me. In the future, when you eat noodles, you won't charge her money. Rong Yu smiled sheepishly, "I'm smarter than her!" ”

"Phew!" Nie Xiaoqing also laughed and took a sip by the way.

At half past eleven, a Maybach drove by.

Huang Jia, who had been guarding the door of the store and kept looking at it, jumped up suddenly and shouted at Rong Yu: "Come, come, Brother Yu......"

Rong Yu and Nie Xiaoqing came out of the store together.

Maybach parked in the parking space on the side of the road, and from the back seat came a middle-aged man of about fifty, who didn't look as fat as Huang Jia, but his figure was quite burly, almost one meter eight, which was considered tall.

The driver also came down and followed behind the middle-aged man.

"Dad, here, sit!" Huang Jia led the middle-aged man into the store, his face full of smiles.

"Hello, hello!" The middle-aged man was very kind, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand, towards Rong Yu, who was coming over, and the two shook hands, "Huang Jia has caused you a lot of trouble, thank you!" ”

Rong Yu smiled and nodded, and introduced himself first, regardless of whether he knew his name or not: "My name is Rong Yu, this is my classmate with Huang Jia, Nie Xiaoqing." ”

"Mr. Nie, I know. A strong woman in the advertising industry, a terrible young man, a little setback is nothing, and she will make a comeback in the future. The middle-aged man also shook hands with Nie Xiaoqing.

"You have won the prize, I lend you good luck!" Nie Xiaoqing is neither humble nor arrogant, smiling, and has been in business for many years, which makes her feel at ease.

"Sit down!" The middle-aged man never said his name, although Huang Jia might tell Rong Yu his name, but he didn't mention it, Rong Yu definitely didn't ask.

"Uncle, you wait for a while, I'll go and cook, and I'll have a light meal in the store at noon!"

"Okay, I heard Huang Jia say that you are still the kitchen god of the community."

"The kitchen god has someone else, I just made a bowl of noodles!" Rong Yu smiled, went to the operation room, and stopped coming.

Once he starts cooking, then in Rong Yu's eyes, there is only the matter of cooking.

A good master chef must also have excellent concentration.