At the same time, Shang Pin Xiang Restaurant.

The war ahead is in full swing, but the country is peaceful and peaceful.

On the second floor of Shangpinxiang Restaurant, two guests were chatting about the war at the northern border while eating.

"I heard that our Central Army has suffered a big loss this time. It has only been less than 20 days, and it is said that 40,000 or 50,000 people have died. The fat guest said.

"Forty or fifty thousand, my God, if you add the wounded, wouldn't you have more than half of the casualties?"

"How to fight? Slowly consume, when is it not like this in a war in the north? Ping Pong will be fought for a few months, and the enemy will naturally withdraw his troops when he can't afford to spend it. Hey, I heard that our side suffered such a big loss because of the majority of new recruits and little experience. However, the enemy did not take advantage of it, and the number of dead and wounded was even greater. The situation is finally deadlocked. "The fat guest looks very well-informed.

"Oh, it's really not easy for those soldiers in front of you. Come, for their sake, let's go one of the two. The skinny guest said as he raised his glass.

The two of them touched their glasses lightly and drank them all.

"If you want to say that this delicious wine and food is really good. The two of them praised while eating, chatting with each other.

"Two guest officers, have you ever heard of a person named Mo Cong in the Central Army, how is his situation?" said Mo Min, who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks at the table next to him.

"Mo Cong? The fat guest shook his head, looked at Mo Min with interest, and asked, "Little girl, who are you, you care about him so much?"

"It's my second brother. Mo Min replied. "He joined the Central Army more than three months ago. ”

"Oh, I thought it was you. The fat guest smiled and frowned again: "I've only been in the army for more than three months, so I'm still a new soldier." Recruit... Hey!"

"What's wrong with the recruits?" Mo Min couldn't help but feel a little unhappy when he saw that he looked down on the recruits.

"Recruits are inexperienced, they are in a hurry on the battlefield, it's easy ... That one... Wounded. The fat guest smiled good-naturedly and explained patiently and kindly.

"Oh, I see. Mo Min nodded in realization. "Thank you. Please use it slowly. She smiled and thanked the fat guest, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and turned away.

Rush?

This word should not be compatible with Mo Cong at all.

According to this, Mo Cong should be fine, right?

Mo Min comforted himself silently in his heart.

In the back kitchen of the restaurant, Mo Xiao was pushing and pulling the bellows by the stove. As he moved, the flames in the stove rose, making the wok simmer. Mo Xiaozhi looked at the uncertain flames in a daze, thinking in his heart.

After the three whistles on Chinese New Year's Eve, there was no response in the capital. It seems that the old man is indeed not in the capital. Where the hell is he?

Mo Cong went to the border to fight, what is his current situation?

The battle at the northern border has been going on for almost 20 days, and I don't know what the battle situation is? I heard that the enemy has dispatched 300,000 soldiers and horses, can the soldiers of the Swiss Kingdom withstand it?

......

The flames in the stove were suffocating, and the sea of qi in Mo Xiao's dantian was also agitating. Streams of golden true qi slowly flowed throughout the body along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and then slowly flowed back to the dantian, and so on and so forth. In the dantian, a big golden pill has been completely formed, but it is still a little bit short, and the shape is not perfect enough.

"Oops, my stomach hurts so badly, let's go first. Don't fan the flames yet, and fry the next dish when I come back. Chef Yang, who was stir-frying, suddenly shouted. "The ingredients are put here first, you help me watch and don't let people move. He told him to run to the toilet in a hurry.

Mo Xiao hurriedly got up and removed the wok from the stove, and sat silently waiting for Chef Yang to come back.

After a while, Mo Min came in from outside.

"Big brother, why hasn't this ten-spiced drunk pork ribs started to fry yet? The guests are all in a hurry, clamoring for a refund. She came in and saw that the ingredients on the board had not yet been cooked, and said anxiously.

Mo Xiao pointed to the wok and pointed outside. It means that Chef Yang is not there, and he will not be able to fry until he comes back.

"When are you going to go? No matter what, the guests are really in a hurry. Big brother, you can take charge of stir-frying this dish, and I will naturally explain it clearly when someone asks. Mo Min urged.

Mo Xiao hesitated for a moment, and when he saw that Mo Min was indeed in a hurry, he nodded. He pushed the wok back to the stove with his left hand and scooped half a spoonful of oil into the pan with his right hand. The flames in the stove started without wind, and they burned more quickly and vigorously than before. With the sound of snorting hot oil, various ingredients and condiments are put into the pot one after another, and the aroma comes to the nose.

Mo Min saw that it was almost fried, so he took a plate and put it aside. Soon, a dish of 10-spiced drunken pork ribs was served from the wok and served on a plate, steaming hot.

"Hey, that guest should be out of trouble now. Let's go. Mo Min smiled and went out with the dishes.

Mo Xiao cleaned up the wok stove, added some charcoal to the stove, and sat quietly on the side, looking at the flames in a daze.

"Oops, it broke me. Chef Yang came back from the toilet holding his stomach, and his legs seemed to be a little floating. "Don't laugh, fan the flames, the guests are estimated to have been waiting for a long time. He commanded as he went.

"Hey, where's my dish?" Chef Yang approached the stove, only to find that all the ingredients he had just prepared were gone, and he couldn't help but be shocked. "Mo Xiao, didn't I tell you to watch and not let them move?, who moved my food?" he roared around to the left and right.

"Not me. ”

"Not me. ”

"It was the guest who couldn't wait and shouted for a refund, so Miss Mo Min let Mo Xiao fry. ”

......

The cooks around replied.

"Mo Xiao?!, Mo Xiao, how can a miscellaneous person stir-fry vegetables?" Chef Yang was shocked. "You don't know how to stop him when you look at him stir-frying? This is not only smashing my signboard, but also smashing the signboard of our restaurant, okay?" he glared at the group of cooks around him.

Among all the chefs in Shangpinxiang Restaurant, Chef Yang has the best skills, so he is qualified to say so.

A group of people were making trouble, and the proprietress Moyu suddenly came in from outside, looked around at everyone, and asked, "Who fried that ten-spice drunk pork ribs just now?"

The cooks saw that the second lady's face was not very good-looking, and they were all a little apprehensive. They looked at each other and made eye contact, and then a dozen fingers pointed at Mo Xiao in unison.

"Mo Xiao?" Mo Yu was surprised, "You really fried it?"

Mo Xiao nodded calmly in the face of Qianfu's finger and the staring of the boss lady.

The cooks were all relieved to see that he was finally willing to admit that the sin of smashing the hotel sign would never fall on their heads again.

Since Mo Cong came on Chinese New Year's Eve, they no longer dared to drink at Mo Xiao as before. But in their hearts, they still look down on this guy who doesn't say a word all day and only knows how to do chores, and thinks he is just a piece of wastewood. At this moment, seeing that Mo Xiao was about to be unlucky, and he was about to be scolded by the proprietress, these cooks all had a kind of schadenfreude waiting to see a good show.

Mo Yu took a few steps closer, looked Mo Xiao up and down, and suddenly smiled.

"You're so hyped... It was so delicious. She said.

When the cooks heard this, they were stunned. They were expecting a raging storm, but they didn't expect ......

"You won't have to do chores in the future. Mo Yu ignored everyone's expressions at all, and continued: "From tomorrow onwards, you will take Lao Yang's place and specialize in stir-frying." I'll let Lao Yang give you a hand. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more messy in the wind. They all focused their eyes on Mo Xiao, all kinds of incredulity.

"Don't laugh... He... He..."Chef Yang pointed at Mo Xiao, wanting to say that Mo Xiao's cooking skills were really better than his own? But he couldn't even say a complete sentence under the agitation of his mood.

A waste wood recognized by everyone suddenly became a master stronger than himself. This kind of psychological gap is not something that everyone can bear.

"In order to convince everyone, don't smile, you immediately stir-fry another dish and give everyone a taste. Mo Yu looked at Mo Xiao expectantly.

Mo Xiao shook his head, sat next to the bellows, and made it clear that he was going to beat the miscellaneous to the end.

"Why, you don't like stir-frying, would you rather do chores?" Mo Yu frowned.

"It's not that my eldest brother doesn't like stir-frying. He just doesn't want to embarrass others, and he doesn't want others to lose their jobs because of himself. Mo Min didn't know when he leaned on the door frame of the back kitchen, his arms clasped in front of his chest, and he looked mocking.

"You don't have to worry about that. Mo Yu smiled: "If your skills are not as good as people, you are not as good as people, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about." In addition, I will not lose a penny of Lao Yang's salary, and he will not lose his job because of this. She looked at Mo Xiao's expression and said tentatively, "How about it, think about it?"

Mo Xiao still shook his head without thinking.

"Well, that's weird. Mo Min, you can help persuade your eldest brother. As you know, the business of our restaurant has always been very good. I asked your eldest brother to stir-fry full-time, not because I wanted to point to his craftsmanship to attract any customers, but I didn't want to continue to bury talents. Mo Yu turned back to Mo Min and said.

When the cooks heard what the second lady said, they all changed their positions and came over to help persuade Mo Xiao, so that he could quickly agree. Even Chef Yang put down his face and came over to persuade a few words.

Mo Xiao was still unmoved.

"Ahem, Sister Mo, my eldest brother is this kind of person, if he doesn't enjoy it, he just loves to suffer. You don't need to persuade anymore. Mo Min saw that Mo Xiao was very determined, and immediately guessed some of his thoughts. "Well, if he usually wants to go out and pick vegetables, let him go. If you want to pull the bellows in the back kitchen and do something, you can do whatever he wants. If the guest has a request to eat his fried dishes, I will persuade them at that time. ”

Mo Xiao's life trajectory is nothing more than one inside and one outside: in a daze in the kitchen, wandering around outside looking for the old man. If he really wants to change his lifestyle and cook full-time, although it will be much easier than before, it may not be the life he wants. Thinking of this, Mo Min also understood Mo Xiao's position, and then understood why he refused such a good thing as skipping promotions one after another.

"How's it going, big brother. Do as I say, is it all right?" asked Mo Min.

Mo smiled and nodded.

Late at night, when the restaurant closed, a group of chefs followed Moyu out of the restaurant and went back to the small courtyard to rest.

"Big brother, I heard that the war at the border pass was very difficult, and our Rui Guoguang Central Army lost forty or fifty thousand people, plus the Northern Route Army that died in battle, I am afraid that seventy or eighty thousand people have died. The battlefield is so dangerous, why don't we go and see the second brother. Mo Min discussed with Mo Xiao as he walked.

Seventy or eighty thousand!

Hearing such a huge number of casualties, Mo Xiao was stunned for a moment.

What is the concept of 70,000 or 80,000 people? When the three brothers and sisters went down the mountain to the capital, the villages they passed along the way were no more than 3,500 people. Less than 20 days after the war began in the north, the number of Swiss troops killed had reached 780,000, an average of 3,000 or 4,000 a day, which is equivalent to the slaughter of 8 to 10 villages in a day......

If the fight is so fierce, then as a person from Lingyun Mountain, he really can't stand by and watch. Thinking of this, Mo Xiao nodded without thinking, and immediately agreed to Mo Min's suggestion.

"Sister Mo, we want to go to the Giant Spirit Pass to see my second brother. Mo Min ran over and took Mo Yu's arm to discuss.

"This ......" Mo Yu hesitated.

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, customers have returned to Beijing, and recently it is the most popular time for the business of Shangpinxiang Restaurant. Mo Min was already an indispensable member of Shangpinxiang Restaurant, and Mo Xiao had just shown off his amazing cooking skills, when they suddenly proposed to go to the Giant Spirit Pass, which really made it difficult for Mo Yu.

Juling Pass is more than 3,000 miles away from the capital, and it takes ten days for well-trained cavalry to change horses and march quickly. In this more than a month, who will dispatch more than a dozen guys, and who will do the chores in the back kitchen, this is a very real problem.

However, the battle ahead was so tense, Mo Min wanted to go and see her second brother, and this request was not too much. If your relatives are fighting at the border pass, and you know that the battle is very tragic, then you will definitely be very eager to go to the border pass.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu said: "As you can see, the business of our restaurant is indeed a bit busy these days. In this way, you will take down the 80th birthday of Old Man Huang tomorrow and set off the day after tomorrow! The giant spirit pass is so far away, it doesn't mean that you can go if you want to go and then raise your feet, I will ask an acquaintance to buy you two fast horses from Jialong Province tomorrow, so you can save some time on the road. In addition, I will give you more plates, prepare more clothes, food, and water, in case you get to a place where there is no village in front of you and no shop in the back, you can also fight the tooth sacrifice and respond to the emergency ......."

Mo Min originally thought that Mo Yu would object, but he didn't expect Mo Yu Balabala to say a lot of preparations for their trip, and Mo Min was moved for no reason when he heard these words.

"Then thank you, Sister Mo. Mo Min took Moyu's arm and expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart. After getting along for so long, the two of them really feel a little like sisters.

"Second brother, you hold on a little longer. Tomorrow, after tomorrow, we will go over to help you!" Mo Min looked at the northern sky and thought silently.