"It's not going to be a real wave!"

The crystal opposite "victory" exploded.

A large victory icon, floating in the center of the screen.

"Brother Lan, Niubi!" Du Mingfei put down his phone, but he was still excited, his face was ruddy, and he was extremely excited.

Just now, the five people on the opposite side were resurrected, and the four people who killed Du Mingfei in seconds, only Lin Lan's Han Xin, with a famous knife in exchange for resurrection, dismantled the crystal.

"Xiao An, Xiao Du, your dishes are here." A rugged man with a white vest and black shorts on his head walked out of the kitchen with a dish.

"Uncle, why are you, bring the food out yourself." Lin Lan hurriedly got up and took the dish from Uncle Ma Yiguo.

"It's hot, it's a little uncomfortable, and there are no more guests, let Ma Bo go stir-fry! I'm old, and it's time to hand it over to him after a few years. Ma Yiguo wiped the beads of sweat from his head with a towel hanging around his neck.

"Uncle, sit down and rest for a while." Du Mingfei pulled away the chair on the side.

Although it is a corner, it is the closest place to air conditioning.

"Xiao An, your dad, how are you doing?" Ma Yiguo leaned back in the chair, a pair of big hands propped up on the table, under the thick eyebrows, a pair of leopard eyes, a little unfocused.

"Hmm." Lin Lan was stunned when he took the chopsticks, and immediately said lightly: "My dad, he went on a trip and was not at home." ”

Lin Feng and Ma Yiguo are barely friends, and they occasionally have phone contact, but they don't have much contact, and they can be regarded as nodding friends.

"Oh? Is that so? Ma Yiguo's leopard eyes suddenly shone brightly. Immediately, he patted Lin Lan's arm again, got up, and went back to the kitchen.

Du Mingfei was already cooking with a bowl in his hand, while Lin Lan was staring at the kitchen, if he was listening.

Lao Ma Restaurant, as the meal passed, gradually lost customers.

After eating, Lin Lan and the others did not leave, and started a game, until it was very late, they left the restaurant and went home separately.

Next.

Lin Lan went downstairs early, opened the door of the noodle restaurant, and posted a business hours.

【Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant, 10 a.m. ~ 1 o'clock, 5 p.m. ~ 7 p.m.】

The noodle shop no longer belongs to Lin Lan, so he naturally doesn't have to, it's so hard. Rotten, lying flat, it's not fragrant!!

Now in terms of ingredients, there is no need for Lin Lan to worry, every day at eight o'clock, someone will send it on time, and there will be no problem with the freshness.

As soon as Lin Lan entered the back kitchen and cleaned the stove, he heard someone outside shouting to him, "Master An, the food sent by the company has arrived, you can accept it." ”

Lin Lan wiped his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and went to the door of the store.

I saw a cold chain car, parked on the side of the road, and the staff wearing black T-shirts were constantly carrying goods, which seemed to be a bit much.

"Why are they preparing so much?" Lin Lan was slightly stunned, and the staff in front of him with the word 'Tiansheng' printed on his clothes moved more than a dozen boxes and came out.

"Master An, you don't have to be too shocked, the reason why there are so many is because these vegetables are all freshly picked organic vegetables, and after a few days, there will be no more." The staff seemed to be aware of Lin Lan's doubts.

"Oh, but there are so many, I don't have a place to save!" Lin Lan looked at more than a dozen, half of him, and such a big box had a headache.

"You don't have to worry about it, it's the key to the store next door, the company has bought it and converted it into a cold room." The staff led Lin Lan to the store next door that had been idle for a long time.

In recent years, with the gradual decline of the old city, there are only a few of the original dozens of shops on this Hongsi Street.

The shop next door to Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant has been out of business for several years.

......When the door of the store next door opens, a cool breeze overflows.

"That's too fast, isn't it?" Lin Lan really didn't expect that in a short period of time, the next door would change a lot, but he didn't know anything.

When Lin Lan was shocked, the staff also moved into the box.

"Master An, let's go." The staff, after finishing their work, clapped their hands and left the refrigerator, leaving Lin Lan alone.

It wasn't until a long time later that Lin Lan sighed helplessly.

The orange juice catering company sent a bunch of organic vegetables, which are ordinary customers, can eat, isn't this forcing Lin Lan, specially, only for some high-end guests, to cook?

However, this matter is easy to solve, and there are two types of it.

Lin Lan picked some tomatoes, cabbage and local pork, and then left the refrigerator and returned to Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant. Today, since I didn't prepare ordinary vegetables, I will fill them with these organic vegetables and paste the price list by the way.

Ordinary tomato egg noodles cost 10 yuan, and organic noodles cost 15 yuan. Ordinary fried noodles cost 10 yuan, and organic noodles cost 20 yuan.

There are actually other types of dishes sent over, but Lin Lan hasn't thought about what kind of new marinade to put on for the time being.

Organic vegetables are really different, when Lin Lan peeled the tomato, he found that its color was very red and bright, and it seemed to contain more vitamins.

The back kitchen started to make marinade, and the aroma wafted out, attracting it to Zhang Wang, a regular customer, who still had newspapers in his hands.

"This taste, it's wonderful, Lin Lan, this kid, his skills are really good." Zhang Wang sat down by himself, no, and went to greet Lin Lan.

Reading the Green Vine Daily every day is a small habit of Zhang Wang, he will stare at the interesting things in the newspaper and laugh, some of the turbulence and melancholy of the situation.

However, today, as soon as he opened the newspaper, he saw that a news item was printed in the center and most eye-catching position of the newspaper.

[Title: The Idea of a Young Chef]

[Content: In recent days, the city's outstanding young chef has repeatedly encountered bad Internet celebrities, and in the face of bad Internet celebrities, he dared to say "no", dared to ignore it, and dared to be afraid of shadows...... When a bad Internet celebrity tries to use traffic to coerce him, he doesn't care at all, and even sometimes, he chooses to face it with a smile (picture...... It fully represents the literacy of young chefs......]

"Hmm...... Is this a Qingfeng noodle restaurant? Zhang Wang stared at the picture of the newspaper, and the decoration inside was Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant, and the young chef mentioned in the newspaper seemed to be Lin ......

"Uncle Zhang, come here so early." The sudden sound startled Zhang Wang, and when he turned his head to look, he realized that it was Lin Lan calling him.

"Lin Lan, you're in the newspaper!" Zhang Wang settled his soul and beckoned to Lin Lan, who poked his head out of the door curtain.

"In the newspaper?" Lin Lan was puzzled, walked to Zhang Wang's side, picked up the newspaper of the Green Vine Daily, and just read it, he found the news.

Although there is no photo of Lin Lan, name, but there are photos of Niu Xiaodao and Erbai, doesn't this mean that it is he Lin Lan who praises him?

At this time, Zhang Wang also came over, pointed to the news, Qua Linlan's words, and said:

"In the face of a storm, you can still face it with a smile, which is really good gold and beautiful jade."