Chapter Eighty-Seven: In the Name of a Song (6000+ Words)

There is a nursery class next to the kindergarten.

Zhou Hui hurried over after getting off work, and then bowed vigorously to a forty or fifty-year-old aunt and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's too late to get off work." ”

"It's okay, let's put the child here after work late!"

The aunt is also considerate.

Zhou Hui took Ning Meng by the hand and waved goodbye to her aunt.

Ning Meng walked slowly, her schoolbag in her hand, swaying, and there were no books in it. Zhou Hui walked fast, Ning Meng walked slowly, and the result was that Ning Meng was held by Zhou Hui and stumbled forward without touching the ground.

When she arrived at the rental house, Zhou Hui took out the packed food.

Ning Meng reached out to grab it, but was slapped by Zhou Hui. The hand that had just retracted, while Zhou Hui was not paying attention, quickly grabbed a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

The kid was hungry.

Zhou Hui felt a little guilty and didn't blame the child.

"What did you learn in kindergarten today?" Zhou Hui washed Ning Meng's hands, then pressed her to the edge of the table, and handed her a pair of fast children.

Ning Meng clamped a piece with a fast child and put it in his mouth.

"Penalty station!"

"What?" Zhou Hui was stunned.

"I wanted to exchange the gnats for the toys, but the teacher made me stand on the ground." Ning Meng held Kuaizi in one hand, and reached into the packing box with the other, still using her hands to be happy.

"Grasshoppers? Why is it punished! Zhou Hui thought about whether to ask the teacher.

"I'm scared and crying, what else can I do?" Ning Meng said, "Crying Meimei! "Mei Mei is the character that Ning Meng saw in a broken color picture book when she was collecting waste. Zhou Hui told her what she had heard. It's called the crying Meimei.

"Grasshoppers are alive?" Zhou Hui asked in surprise.

Ning Meng glanced at Zhou Hui strangely.

Zhou Hui always felt that Ning Meng looked at her as if she was saying whether she was stupid.

"Mom, can I go to the small yard tomorrow?" Ning Meng asked.

Zhou Hui was about to hit Ning Meng's hand with a fast son, so as not to let her grab something to eat. Ning Meng had already eaten the small half box of beef. Holding up his greasy hand, it seems that he still wants to lick it.

But seeing Zhou Hui's fierce eyes, he still couldn't help it.

If you divert the topic at this time, you will definitely not be beaten.

Sure enough, Zhou Hui forgot about beating the child and thought about it.

"Mommy doesn't have time!"

As soon as she said this, Zhou Hui felt very guilty. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the oil in Ning Meng's hand, and he was about to take something out of his pocket, so he burst into flames.

The matter of beating a child, even if you feel guilty, you will never forget it.

So Ning Meng was beaten by Zhou Hui.

The so-called beating is to slap Ning Meng's little buttocks, which seems to be a heavy beating, but in fact, because the pants are thick, most of the punch on the buttocks is absorbed by the thick pants.

Ning Meng howled like a dead father.

Zhou Hui relented again, and pulled Ning Meng's feet to the bathroom to wash her hands. Then he pulled his feet to the table again to eat.

When she sat at the table, Ning Meng was happy again.

After eating, Ning Meng sat on the floor, twisted the schoolbag, turned it upside down, and "banged" the contents and sprang them out. Except for a kindergarten painted book with the skin rolled up, there were some cards, beads, and messy confetti and so on, piled up.

From this pile of clutter, a pack of spicy strips finally turned out.

Then he looked at Zhou Hui expectantly.

"Mom. When can I go to the small yard? ”

Ning Meng felt that she had found the best thing, and she was reluctant to eat it. I kept it all the time, and I ate it as snacks for other children. If it weren't for the teacher's insistence on watching her finish the food in the bowl, she would have wanted to put the egg in her pocket or put it in her school bag.

"Mom is busy!" Zhou Hui replied while cleaning up the bowl quickly.

"That'...... When will my brother come to my house to deliver delicious fish? Ning Meng asked again.

I'm still thinking about the pot of fish sent by Rong Yu.

Zhou Hui said irritably: "The boss won't come." ”

"What's the boss? Is the boss an older brother? ”

"Yes, the boss is my brother!" Zhou Hui casually accosted, she just wanted to finish it quickly, then clean herself and Ning Meng up, and then go to bed early.

Lying in bed at night, Zhou Hui said, "Hurry up and go to bed." ”

Ning Meng closed her eyes.

Zhou Hui turned off the lights, then her eyes widened, and she looked out the window for a while, and found that everything was real: her daughter was lying beside her, the moon was hanging in the sky, and the sound of car horns outside was in her ears. So I closed my eyes and went to sleep with peace of mind.

After no upheaval, sleep is solid and sweet.

As soon as Zhou Hui closed her eyes, Ning Meng's eyes opened.

Staring at the moon outside the window, he raised his two small hands, put the thumbs and forefingers of both hands together, and drew them into a large circle, and then framed the moon in the sky into this circle with his hands.

With a mouth, he made a circle with his hand, swallowed the moon into his mouth, and puffed out his mouth, chewing softly a few times, and finally did not forget a swallowing action.

Then she took out a small plastic bag from her autumn pants, which she secretly hid and did not find out from her mother. I looked at the spicy bun in my hand over and over again, and finally reluctantly hid it in the autumn pants, pressed it with my hand, and felt very relieved, so I hugged the pillow and closed my eyes to sleep.

It is very easy for children to sleep, and with good wishes in their hearts, they can sleep soundly. It is also easy for young women to sleep, as long as they live a solid life and do not wander around, they can sleep.

It's just that young people who go to nightclubs are easily plagued by insomnia.

Huang Jia was beaten last night.

When I arrived at Yichu today, my eyes were swollen, my mouth was a little crooked, and the corners of my mouth were blue.

"Boss Huang, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Xu likes to joke with Boss Huang.

"Go, go, what do the little ones ask!" Huang Jia waved his hand impatiently, completely ignoring Xiao Xu covering his mouth and laughing with another waiter.

"Brother Yu, come on, come on, you give me an analysis!"

Huang Jia pulled Rong Yu under the plum tree and sat on the stone bench.

"I was drinking in a nightclub last night, and someone deliberately found fault." Huang Jia said, "It's not that I haven't seen people who find fault in nightclubs, and they usually find fault when there is a conflict." But last night, there were a few, and it was clear that there was no conflict, so I came up to find trouble. I don't think I have offended anyone lately......"

Rong Yu pointed to his teacup.

Huang Jia poured a cup of tea for Rong Yu and said, "Is it my eldest brother?" I went to the police station last night, and the people from the police station insisted on calling my father and coming to collect people, but I waited for a company leader sent by my father. ”

"You have an answer in your heart, and you asked me just to confirm, or is it a bit of a fluke?"

Rong Yu looked at Huang Jia, pinched his chin with his hand, and looked left and right.

"You still have a trace of thought in your heart, just want me to tell you that it may not be your brother who did it."

"No, Lao Tzu can't wait to find someone to kill him, but he doesn't want anyone to help him exonerate!" Huang Jia shook his head, got rid of Rong Yu's hand, and gritted his teeth and said, "This kind of indiscriminate means can be used." Shall I tell my dad all this? I don't believe my dad can't analyze it at all. ”

Rong Yu sighed: "At this time, you'd better not do anything." If this was done by your brother, maybe he would have sued in front of your father and said that this was just a bitter trick you played, just to frame him. ”

Huang Jia was stunned for a moment.

"So if you go to your father now to complain, maybe you will fall for your brother's scheme. Your bitter trick is confirmed. Rong Yu smiled, "But don't worry, you don't do anything, don't fight for anything, and fight without fighting, it's the best." Let your brother do it, the more you do it, the more disappointed your father will probably be in him. ”

"You say my dad understands it in his heart?" Huang Jia was in good spirits.

"I can't understand this little trick, isn't it in vain?"

"You're saying my brother is dying on his own?"

"You don't have a part in his own death." Rong Yu smiled, "I told you a long time ago, don't think about your family's property, the art chef is your base camp." ”

Huang Jia was sullen.

suffered a loss, and could only endure it, which was uncomfortable.

This kind of thing, Rong Yu didn't bother to explain him, just concentrate on staying in the art kitchen.

Today's guest is still Zhang Ruoying, the granddaughter of the old Zhang family.

It may be that Zhang Desheng and He Yalai came to Rong Yu's art chef yesterday, and Zhang Weigong got the news as soon as possible, so he sent his daughter out.

Regardless of whether you can get into a pair with Rong Yu, at least come over to play an outpost first and ask what the situation is.

His father and He Zai in the capital are together, even when they are eating and drinking, the little tone revealed is enough to figure out the layout by themselves.

Zhang Ruoying is the most annoying of this kind of thing.

She doesn't have a bad feeling about Rong Yu, but she is angry at her father's attitude of being keen on pursuing interests and forcing herself to do things she doesn't like.

Martha stopped in the parking lot.

Zhang Ruoying took a deep breath in the car, calmed down, and then walked out. Sunglasses, a trench coat, small leather boots, and a small handbag already show her style.

It's really good-looking.

Originally, Huang Jia wanted to come to the door to greet him, but he was not in a good mood today, coupled with his blue nose and swollen face, he was embarrassed to see people, so he left early.

Nie Xiaoqing greeted him personally.

After sitting in the private room, Zhang Ruoying said, "What's today's menu?" ”

Nie Xiaoqing took out the handwritten menu of Rong Yu today.

Zhang Ruoying looked at it, shook her head and smiled: "Rong Yu is a master chef, this is what Mr. He said yesterday." I also want to try Master Rong Yu's Chinese food skills, or ...... Can I order dishes that are not on the menu? ”

Nie Xiaoqing smiled slightly, bent down slightly and said, "I'm sorry, VIP, our rule is to only cook the dishes on the menu of the day." ”

"Really?" Zhang Ruoying looked at her and smiled, "Or...... Ask the master to come over, I will ask him personally, and if he says no, then I will only order the dishes on the menu. ”

Nie Xiaoqing smiled and nodded: "Okay!" ”

Go downstairs to find Rong Yu.

"Brother Yu, the barbarian princess is here again. Last time it was Western food, this time it's a dish outside the menu. It's really a young lady from a big family, and her thinking angle is different! ”

Nie Xiaoqing was full of sarcasm.

"Oh?" When Rong Yu heard this, he stopped what he was doing, and then wiped his hands and said, "Go and see?" ”

"Go, you like to watch beautiful women anyway!" Nie Xiaoqing rolled her eyes.

Rong Yu winked at her, and smiled a little mischievously: "Go and see how the beauty makes things difficult for the cook." ”

went upstairs and entered the private room, and saw Zhang Ruoying sitting at the window, looking at the plum blossoms behind her, holding her chin, and a little fascinated.

Hearing the movement of entering the door, he turned his head and said to Rong Yu with a smile: "Master Rong, it's not that I deliberately make things difficult for you, it's that my grandfather and Mr. He came to eat the plum blossom banquet yesterday, and went home and talked for more than an hour, just to praise how you make it delicious." I have made a state of mind, and let me learn your state of mind well. ”

Learn from me? Zhang Desheng would definitely not say such a thing.

This girl is interesting and wants to test herself.

"Don't call it Master, call Master Rong." Rong Yu said.

"No, no, no, why don't you call Brother Yu, it's called cordial."

This girl is not simple, she knows that her relationship with his grandfather is like a friend, and her words make herself the same generation as her, and it sounds quite natural.

Sure enough, the people in this family are quite good at talking.

"Can I order something outside of the menu?" Zhang Ruoying said.

"Yes, let's do it!"

Rong Yu nodded, and the extra requirements he made to the girl were nothing. On the contrary, I think this should be Zhang Ruoying, because the person who asked him to cook Western food for the first time has no reason to be very good at talking when he comes the second time.

Zhang Ruoying gave Rong Yu a thumbs up and smiled happily, as if she had won some reward. The emotions shown by this girl's appearance are in the same vein as her grandfather Zhang Desheng.

With a seemingly simple and straightforward appearance, to hide the bad water in the heart.

"Please order!" Rong Yu asked directly.

When talking to this kind of person, no matter how much you say, it's useless, and it's better to be direct.

Zhang Ruoying thought for a while and said: "How about I order a 'spring breeze pride', a ...... 'love taste', and a 'lovesickness'?" Three dishes, not difficult for you, right? If you're in a hurry, I'll just follow the menu! ”

A provocation with a smile on his face is also a provocation.

Nie Xiaoqing, who happened to come up to watch the excitement, heard it, took a deep breath, and his chest bulged, ready to spray at Zhang Ruoying.

You're used to you at home, but I'm not used to you.

Spring breeze proud? A taste of love? Lovesick? Are these three dishes? These are three songs.

Qian Duoduo's three songs, the first two are original songs sung by Qian Duoduo during the new singer competition, and the latter is an ancient original song launched after signing with Zhang Liangying's studio. The lyrics and music are all written by Qian Duoduo himself. This is rare, and it belongs to a talented singer.

"Good!"

Rong Yu said a good word without the slightest hesitation.

Even Zhang Ruoying was stunned, and then looked at Rong Yu with a smile.

"Beauty...... Our store has the rules of our store...... "Nie Xiaoqing stepped forward, ready to spray, she had already brewed her emotions, and she was also full of gas in her chest, just waiting for a squirt down, flying sand and stones, and blowing this female goblin called the old Zhang family to death in one goblin.

"I promised!"

Rong Yu said again, stopped Nie Xiaoqing's aggressive attack with his eyes, and shook his head. Motioned for her to leave.

"Wait a minute."

After Rong Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Nie Xiaoqing definitely wouldn't entertain this rude old Zhang girl, so she called Xiao Xu up and said, "You can give whatever the guests upstairs want, and if you don't have it, you can say that you are trying to find a way......"

"Understood!" Xiao Xu winked at Nie Xiaoqing, with a feeling of knowing it.

Got it? Nie Xiaoqing looked at Xiao Xu with a little confusion and went upstairs with a smile.

Who learned this mentality? Yellow nails? Brother Yu? Or yourself?

Rong Yu returned to the kitchen. After looking at the ingredients in the kitchen, I wrote a note with the ingredients needed. I gave a handyman and told me to go to the vegetable market and buy some vegetables and come back. Just be fresh.

Fan Ran on the side asked, "Brother Yu, what kind of dish did you order?" ”

He also knows that customers ask for a change of food at short notice. It's not on the menu. If it's not a dish on the menu, it's a hassle to prepare. It is also necessary to re-purchase, which delays time.

"A dish called Spring Breeze Triumph; One dish is called Love Taste; One dish is called Acacia. Rong Yu said.

Fan Ran touched his head, a little confused.

I've never heard of it, how do I do it? Isn't this a deliberate attempt to make things difficult? couldn't help but say, "Brother Yu, did you agree?" Isn't that embarrassing? ”

Rong Yu smiled: "This is the difference between a chef and a chef." ”

Fan Ran was still confused.

"If you want to become a master chef, whether it is the eight major cuisines, or the gang cuisine, or the personal private cuisine, or the legendary cuisine from the north to the south, or the home-cooked side dishes, we must do it well."

"Huh?" Fan Ran was surprised.

"Yes, if you just want to be a chef, knowing one cuisine is enough to eat for a lifetime." Rong Yu continued, "But if you want to be an artistic chef, then you must be all-encompassing and understand everything. And also to have a strong creativity and imagination. ”

Fan Ran nodded.

"Do you want to be a chef, or a master chef?"

Fan Ran touched his head, and it was difficult to answer. The chef is the urgent need to raise the family at the mouth of the lake. The master chef is a need for pursuit, there seems to be a contradiction, and it seems to be one.

Rong Yu didn't explain either.

Then he said, "When I do it later, you can watch from the sidelines, and you will understand." ”

"Okay, thank you, Brother Yu!"

Fan Ran knew that this was Rong Yu promoting himself, and he was very grateful. After the frivolity and irresponsibility of youth, men will eventually grow up.

In Zhang Ruoying's small private room, there is a waitress, but she doesn't exist as a waiter, because she doesn't need anything. She just sat at the window and looked out.

This small courtyard is indeed a good place for self-cultivation, no wonder the old man often comes here. The main reason for coming here should be to avoid the commercial mundane, avoid the complexity of the world, and find a small house to escape from the world!

She suddenly felt a little envious of Rong Yu.

However, this kind of thinking will only arise in this environment, and once it returns to its modern and comfortable working and living environment, it is still the law of true fragrance.

If you don't have a heart, you naturally can't understand the realm that Nie Xiaoqing said, "plum blossom smoke with plum blossom banquet, two immortals under the plum blossom tree". Therefore, most of the people who come here to eat are middle-aged and elderly.

Zhang Ruoying's so-called troubles are actually just a way for her to vent her emotions on Rong Yu after being dominated by her father. She also understood that this way was a little unfair to Rong Yu. But what could she do? In the eyes of the old man and the old man, he really looks like a tool man.

While he was in a trance, suddenly two waiters came up, and one of them carried a plate of food on the table. The dishes are covered with plates, and they are placed on an insulated electromagnetic table, and when all the dishes are ready, they are all hot.

Zhang Ruoying resisted the idea of unbuttoning the lid and wanting to take a look.

I actually have some anticipation in my heart.

When she said the names of these dishes herself, she didn't think about what they were and what they should do. casually borrowed the song title of Rong Yu's girlfriend.

In her opinion, this should be a five-star level of difficulty.

This guy actually agreed.

I didn't say anything about it, but I really made it.

She couldn't help but look forward to the other two dishes even more.

No wonder the old man often runs this way. She suddenly realized something. With such an interesting and skilled chef, the mood of eating is indeed not comparable to other places.

She had eaten those high-end Western foods.

Waiter...... No, it should be more fashionable to call the waiter. Standing far away, the appearance of people not entering, when eating, one dish after another is delivered, and the next one is sent after eating, and the atmosphere of eating with bated breath is really ...... In addition to pretending to be forced, it really doesn't make people feel this artificially created sense of luxury, where is the premium.

Of course, this may just be my own perception, because there are still many people who yearn for this sense of luxury.

Then the second and third courses also came up one after another.

Rong Yu also followed upstairs and motioned for Zhou Hui to open the lid.

As soon as the lid was lifted, the heat suddenly came out, and the three dishes suddenly appeared on the table.

Not only Zhang Ruoying, but the rest of the people came over. They have seen the three dishes, but how do they match Zhang Ruoying's request?

They all looked at Rong Yu again.

Zhang Ruoying also looked at Rong Yu.

"Which one is the spring breeze?"

Rong Yu pointed to a plate of dishes and said, "Four happy balls." One of the traditional famous dishes, Sixi balls symbolize the four joyful events of life: happiness, luck, longevity and happiness. The four blessings are complete, what is it if it is not a spring breeze? ”

Zhang Ruoying was stunned by Rong Yu's explanation, but when she thought about it, it was too.

He didn't say anything, then pointed to a dish and said, "What about this soup?" Lovesick? ”

"Yes, it's lovesickness. The white fungus in the soup is like a flocculent, like a cloud overlapping, and there are fans meandering in the soup, and the homonym is thinking, which is the so-called 'spring silkworm to the end of the dead silk', which is this kind of pun. And a few more sprigs of coriander. The implication is lovesickness. ”

Does that make sense?

Zhang Ruoying's eyes widened.

Nie Xiaoqing's eyes also widened, and he looked at Rong Yu obliquely: I have served you as a sixth child.

"The last plate is the taste of love?" Zhang Ruoying looked at Rong Yu with a smile, what is this a plate? See how you justify yourself.

Rong Yu nodded and said with a smile: "This is the Zhanggang sea mussel from Zhanggang that is not easy to buy from the market, this dish made of sand clam meat is called 'Shih Tzu tongue', the tongue of beauty, and the taste is delicious." Men and women love each other, all in its flavor. Isn't it the taste of love? ”

"Flutter!"

Nie Xiaoqing on the side couldn't hold it back.