"Are you two still coming today?"

"Another shop of the second master opened today, so I'm afraid she won't have time to come to the building today."

"Where's that shop? Is it also for food?! Meng Kun's eyes suddenly lit up.

Looking at Meng Kun's foodie appearance, the guy suddenly didn't know how to answer him.

When Meng Kun saw the shop in front of him, he fell silent.

It's so delicious to cook, why do you want to open other shops, and continue to open a food store for everyone?

Meng Kun walked into the bamboo heart workshop with a bit of curiosity.

The business of Zhuxinfang is not as prosperous as Tianxianglou, but when you walk in, you feel very quiet and comfortable.

There are high and low cabinets and combination cabinets in the house, and there are bamboo carvings of different appearances on them.

Each bamboo carving has its own story, and some are several bamboo carvings connected into a combination to form a story.

These stories are short and not long, but they are easy for people to read and even empathize with.

Meng Kun read a few short stories and pursed his lips.

He wouldn't admit that these stories were well written.

"Do you have a favorite?" Sheng Qingyuan's voice slowly sounded in his ears.

Only then did Meng Kun put away his focused eyes, knocked lightly, pretended not to care, and said, "Didn't you promise me before, if I gave you the book, you would cook for me?" You've broken your promise! ”

Sheng Qingyuan explained with a shallow smile: "At the beginning, we said that you could exchange the books for the dishes in the building, but it didn't mean that I must have made them for you personally." ”

Meng Kun was stunned when he heard this, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized that he was actually trapped by her, "I don't care!" I'm going to eat what you make, but the rest of you can't do it. ”

Sheng Qingyuan said with a smile: "They all follow my recipes, and the taste will not be much different." ”

"No, they're far worse than you did! I brought all the books today, and you owe me a meal! ”

"The owner." Sheng Qingyuan was about to say something, when the guy came to call her, "Some guests have taken a fancy to the bamboo carving of 'Furu East Sea' and want to know better." ”

Sheng Qingyuan said to Meng Kun apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm really not free at this time, if you don't dislike it, why don't you go to my house and wait first, I'll be done, how about making up a dinner for you?" ”

Meng Kun said: "Little girl, you have such a big heart, I have only known you for a few days, and you dare to invite me to your house?" Aren't you afraid I'm a bad person? ”

Sheng Qingyuan said with a smile: "You have given away so many good books, if you have a thief's heart, I am afraid that these books will not reach your hands, and you will not give them to me so generously." ”

Meng Kun pursed his lips and said, "I didn't give it to you, I just wanted to eat." ”

Looking at the arrogant Meng Kun, Sheng Qingyuan smiled lightly: "I'll give you the address, will you go later?" ”

Meng Kun reluctantly agreed.

It's just that Meng Kun didn't leave in a hurry, but continued to watch other stories in the store.

Seeing this, Sheng Qingyuan just smiled, asked Meng Kun to prepare some refreshments, and said to him: "If you are interested in these stories, there are relevant albums and story backgrounds in the rest area over there. ”

Meng Kun was stunned, looked in the direction of Sheng Qingyuan's hand, and saw that there was a place in the shop, there was a cabinet against the wall, and there were many chairs in front of the cabinet, including benches, single chairs, and low collapses, and there was a coffee table of corresponding height next to it, which was very comfortable.

"You've got a good brain." Meng Kun complimented.

Walking over with Sheng Qingyuan, and seeing that there were still two desks over there, with paper and ink on them, Meng Kun looked at Sheng Qingyuan curiously.

Sheng Qingyuan explained with a smile: "If the guests who come here have a story that they want to carve into a bamboo carving, they can contribute it, and if they want to buy it, the story contributor can take it at a price of sixty percent." Of course, if you are worried that you will be bought by other buyers, you can also customize it directly. ”

Meng Kun's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "These are all you come up with?" ”

Sheng Qingyuan smiled: "It's just a little idea, I hope it can be useful." ”

"Okay, okay, you can get busy, you have to cook a good meal tonight!" Meng Kun emphasized.

"Okay." Sheng Qingyuan responded with a smile.

Meng Kun sat in the rest area by himself, eating refreshments and watching those stories.

Those stories, there are abridged versions, there are also full versions, and the full version is not long overall, but it is only one or two thousand words, and it won't take long to read it.

Meng Kun unconsciously finished reading all the existing bamboo carving stories, looked at the desk not far away, stood up, and wrote two synopsis of the stories there.

By the time he finished writing, the people in the store were about the same.

Sheng Qingyuan looked at the two story synopsis written by Meng Kun, and immediately had a complete story generated in his mind, and the appearance of the bamboo carving was basically out, and he couldn't wait to draw the pattern down immediately and retell the story completely, however, under Meng Kun's urging, Sheng Qingyuan could only put this aside for the time being.

Shen Zhao was a little surprised to see Meng Kun and Sheng Qingyuan coming back together, but he still gave him a salute, "Old man." ”

Meng Kun didn't expect to see Shen Zhao here.

Pointing at Shen Zhao, he looked at Sheng Qingyuan with surprise and doubt on his face.

Sheng Qingyuan smiled lightly and said, "He is a husband." ”

Meng Kun: "??? ”

When Meng Kun looked at Shen Zhao's eyes again, he immediately added a lot of disgust.

looked at Sheng Qingyuan again, with a heartache of "how good cabbage was arched by pigs".

"What's wrong with you?" Sheng Qingyuan looked at Meng Kun's expression and said to him with concern.

Meng Kun frowned and asked, "You look like you're just a little girl, why, why did you get married so quickly?" ”

Sheng Qingyuan looked at Shen Zhao and said with a smile: "Because I met such a good person, if I don't marry and someone else takes the lead, then I can't regret it?" ”

When Shen Zhao heard Sheng Qingyuan's words, his heart suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a honey jar, and his eyes when he looked at Sheng Qingyuan were full of tenderness.

Watching the interaction between the two, Meng Kun felt a heartache.

"First in the house, first in the house." Sheng Qingyuan invited Meng Kun.

When Father Shen saw Meng Kun, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Sheng Qingyuan introduced them: "Old gentleman, this is my father-in-law, father, this is the old gentleman who gives books every day these days. ”

Father Shen looked at the books that Meng Kun sent, praised the good books, and couldn't wait for his eyes to stick directly to these books.

He has always wanted to get to know people who can have such good books, and when he saw Meng Kun, Father Shen couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, he is a master, this dress is different from others, so casual, about this is the way of inaction.

Father Shen's little fan-like eyes were very useful to Meng Kun.

Father Shen asked Meng Kun for advice: "There are a few places where the younger generation is very puzzled by the book that Mr. gave him the day before yesterday, I wonder if Mr. can mention one or two?" ”

Meng Kun hadn't experienced this kind of feeling of teaching others for many years, and he didn't mind at this time.

The most important thing is that he has to show his good side, so that this little white face can retreat.

This girl is so good, she deserves a better Lang Jun, wait for him to find Lao Han to sum up, and arrange a few good sons to meet this little girl.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he originally wanted to make a good show in front of Shen Zhao, so he agreed to Shen's father's request, but this person turned around and followed Sheng Qingyuan to the kitchen, saying that he wanted to help her, so angry that Meng Kun couldn't get up and down in one breath.

Such a person must be a little white face who can only eat soft rice!

Worst! It's terrible!!

In the kitchen, the ingredients are ready, the stove is cooked, she only needs to boil the prepared ingredients, it doesn't take much effort, and she especially enjoys watching the food change from its original appearance to delicious dishes.

In half an hour, six dishes and one soup were ready.

Today, Sheng Qingyuan is preparing a whole chicken feast, chestnut taro chicken, three cups of chicken, spicy chicken, and Luohan bamboo shoots red soup chicken, the soup is a chicken soup simmered in advance, and there is a green vegetable at the end.

As soon as Meng Kun smelled the aroma of the dishes, he couldn't speak, and he couldn't hear the questions that Father Shen asked him at all, his eyes fell straight on these dishes, and he kept swallowing spittle.

"It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant, it's so fragrant." Du Shujun came out when he smelled the fragrance.

In the past few days of recuperation, his injuries have healed a lot, as long as he does not do strenuous exercise, he can heal after a while.

When Du Shujun saw Meng Kun, he was stunned, "You, you, you, you......"

"Who are you, you? Get out of my way. Meng Kun subconsciously slapped Du Shujun's hand away.

"Hiss, pain, pain, pain, !!" Du Shujun was holding his hand and crying out in pain.

Then he shouted loudly: "Old man Meng!! ”

"Du Shujun, don't you little bastard go to Lord Yan for tea, why are you still shouting so loudly?" Meng Kun rubbed his sore ears, his face full of disgust.

After finishing speaking, he was also stunned, turned around stiffly, and was stunned for two moments after seeing Du Shujun, and then immediately held Du Shujun in his arms, and cried loudly: "Wow-stinky boy, since you are not dead, why don't you know to send someone to report Lao Tzu's safety?" Do you know that someone is worried about you, you little conscienceless you make me so sad, woo woo-"

Du Shujun was hugged by Meng Kun like this, and his bones were about to fall apart, but he could only endure the pain and comfort: "Okay, okay, old man, don't I still live well?" ”

Meng Kun: "Woo woo woo-"

Du Shujun: "...... If you don't send me away, old man, my wound will be opened. ”

Meng Kun immediately jumped away from him, half a foot away.

Du Shujun: "............"

"Let's all sit down and eat first, or the food will be cold." Sheng Qingyuan said.

Meng Kun didn't say a word, and sat down immediately, not to mention how fast.

Although Du Shujun was surprised to see Meng Kun suddenly, he quickly digested this fact.

Since His Highness had already met the old man before, it was only a matter of time before the two met again.

He was ready with a stomach full of words waiting to answer Meng Kun's questions and concerns, just ......

In the eyes of Meng Kun now, the most important thing is only dry rice, and other things are not important.

Du Shujun: "............"

His heart hurts.

In order to vent the "pain" in his heart, Du Shujun turned his grief and anger into food, and hurriedly participated in the competition for food.

He knew exactly how possessive the old man was of food.

Father Shen and Shen Zhao were a little reserved at first, looking at these two hungry ghosts who had no intention of keeping their hands and mouths, they slowly became unable to be reserved, and threw themselves into the food competition together.

Sheng Qingyuan originally thought that Meng Kun was a guest, and he was afraid that it would be bad if there were fewer dishes, so the amount of these dishes was enough for at least eight people.

When she looked at the clean plates on the table, and looked at the four men who were holding their stomachs together, she didn't know what kind of mood she should show.

Eat and drink enough, some things, finally have to be mentioned on the surface.