"Linzi, you can't come nonsense. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Lao Song saw that Shuangmu Lin's expression was wrong, and hurriedly persuaded, "Let's call the police, we can't afford to provoke these people!"

"Uncle, don't worry, I'm measured. Shuangmulin comforted Lao Song.

"It would be nice if you kid were measured, the time you touched the electric door, I stayed with your dad in the hospital for the night. ”

“......”

"Are you always so funny?"

Chang Qing listened to the conversation between Lao Song and Shuangmulin on the side, and laughed out loud: "Landlord, you actually have so much black history, haha." ”

"That's all because I'm young and ignorant, who hasn't been a child yet. Shuangmulin diverted the topic a little awkwardly, "Let me introduce you to you, this is my uncle, surnamed Song." Then he said to Lao Song: "This woman is my new tenant, her name is Changqing. ”

When Lao Song heard this, he hurriedly stood up: "Miss Chang, thank you." As he spoke, he had to bow to Evergreen. Chang Qing hurriedly hugged Lao Song and said, "Uncle Song, you're welcome, I just can't get used to them." ”

"Yes, yes, when the road is uneven, he roars, and when it is time to shoot, he will shoot. I didn't expect you to be so good at kung fu!" Shuangmulin echoed on the side.

"Haha, that's it. Hearing Shuangmulin's words, Chang Qing raised her head, her smug eyes and her round face looked like a proud little bun, "I was the runner-up in the National Wushu Championship back then." ”

Shuangmulin looked at Chang Qing dumbfounded, and reacted for a while before saying, "You are so powerful, I really didn't expect that the master was really in the people." ”

"How about it, do you want to learn from a teacher?" Chang Qing grimaced at Shuangmu Lin, and his words were a little ridiculous.

When Shuangmulin heard this, he took a glass of beer with a serious face: "Today, I will replace wine with tea, and I will respect you as a man!"

“......”

"Landlord, you're going to die!" Chang Qing gave Shuangmulin a punch, and immediately beat him to the point of screaming, covering his chest and performing "internal injuries". Chang Qing rolled her eyes and ignored him. Shuangmulin laughed at himself for a while, felt bored, turned his head to Lao Song and said, "Uncle, there are so many things, don't open for business today, you go back and rest." ”

"That's not good!" who knew that Lao Song waved his hand, "so many guests are still waiting." Besides, your medicine is very good, I'm fine. ”

"But ......"

"Old Song!" Shuangmulin had to persuade again, a woman's voice came from the door, and Aunt Song hurriedly rushed over without knowing where to get the news. "Old Song, are you okay? Let me see where the injury is. ”

"It's okay, it's all thanks to Lin Zi and his friends. "Lao Song's injuries are no longer obvious, but there are still bruises that have not subsided.

Aunt Song and Aunt Song pulled Lao Song to look left and right, and said with some tears in her eyes: "Who are you offending someone, since the business in this store is good, there will be no day of peace." If you want me to say, you can just sell the store, we won't do this business. ”

"Nonsense! What do our family eat when the store is opened?" Old Song glared at Aunt Song, "If you don't understand, don't mix it blindly." ”

Seeing that Old Song was angry, Aunt Song didn't dare to say anything more, just wiped her tears. Shuangmulin comforted her for a while, and Aunt Song's mood calmed down. She pulled Shuangmulin and said, "Linzi, your uncle has been sighing lately, and Xinxin and I asked him and didn't say anything." Help me to persuade him. ”

"Yes, I try. Shuangmulin thought for a while, and then said to Lao Song: "Uncle, you go home with your aunt to rest for two days, even if my medicine is good, you have to rest for a few days." Leave the store to me, I haven't had anything to do lately anyway. ”

"Are you okay?" Old Song was a little skeptical.

"I've been here for two years before, and I'll see it. ”

"Dongzi has been here for three years, and now he doesn't know anything. Lao Song snorted, "Tell me ...... back then."

"Stop!" Shuangmulin hurriedly stopped Lao Song, who was about to continue to break the news of his black history, "In this way, I'll show you a hand, and you will be relieved when you see it." But I'll go out first. Shuang Mu Lin said as he got up and walked towards the door. He is still very self-aware of his craft, although the things he makes are not unpalatable, but there is definitely no way to compare with Lao Song, but fortunately he has a golden finger.

Looking for a place where no one was around, Shuang Mulin took out his mobile phone, he remembered that he had seen something that was just working some time ago. "Found it, this is it. Shuangmulin clicked on a commodity, it was a small white porcelain bottle, but it was different from the thin-mouthed bottle that contained the elixir, this kind of bottle was as thick as the top and bottom, and there were some small holes in the lid. "The peach feast is designated as a condiment, and the recipe is mysterious. Carefully researched for 100 years, using the essence of several ingredients, processed and refined by multiple procedures, to bring out the taste of the ingredients themselves. With just one point, you can easily become a chef. ”

"Tsk, it's easy to be a chef, is it still a problem to fry seafood, hehe. Shuangmulin looked at the porcelain vase in his hand and said with a smile. He pinched a little and put it in his hand to observe, and the small long grains looked a little inexplicably familiar: "Eh, isn't this MSG?" he sniffed carefully, and licked it with his tongue, "Why doesn't it smell at all?"

"Linzi, where have you been?" Old Song looked at Shuangmu Lin, who came back with a bottle with an inexplicable face.

"Oh, buy a bottle of MSG. ”

"Why do you buy MSG? Isn't there one in the store?"

"I'm a good envoy, see me show you a hand. Shuangmulin fished some razor clams from the pool, and Chang Qing followed him to the kitchen, "Landlord, how is your craft?

"Go, go, the kitchen is heavy, and idlers are not allowed to enter. Shuangmulin waved his hand and drove Chang Qing out.

"Cut, stingy" Chang Qing grimaced and went out with a puffed face

Driving away the evergreens, Shuangmulin began to stir-fry. Spicy fried razor clams are a popular dish in Hong Kong City, and they are sold in places that sell stir-fried seafood. The razor clams are blanched in the pot, and Shuangmulin is turning the frying spoon in a similar way, although he is not as skilled as Lao Song, but he is also quite strategic. After making good ingredients, Shuangmulin took out the Tianting version of "MSG" and put it a little. As the stir-fry, umami wafted out of the pot with a spicy aroma. "Uncle can't even stir up this taste, hehe. ”

Shuang Mu Lin walked out with the fried razor clams, and saw Chang Qing probing his brain at the kitchen door. "What are you doing?"

"I'm curious, landlord, do you still have this skill? Don't say, your stir-fry posture is quite handsome, hehe. Yes, that's delicious. Chang Qing took the plate and sniffed it, looking intoxicated.

"I can't see you're greedy. Shuangmulin looked at Changqing, who looked like a greedy cat, "Okay, how about trying my skills." ”