One day later.

Inside the top-floor room of Ascendas Group.

Ning Cheng stopped cultivating the sea of ​​consciousness and opened his eyes.

The sun has just risen outside.

Ning Cheng stretched his waist.

The door was knocked twice.

"Please come in."

The old ghost and the big guy opened the door, and the big guy handed a dinner plate with porridge and vegetables and fried dough sticks in his hand.

"Boss, are you awake?" The old ghost came in with two bowls of porridge in his hands.

"This is so early in the morning, is this a love breakfast?" Ning Cheng asked with a smile.

"yes."

The old ghost nodded.

"nausea."

Old ghost Ning Cheng and the big guy sat on the sofa and started eating breakfast.

These small pieces of food seem to be nothing to a big man, and a fried dough stick can be eaten in three bites.

Not enough to fill the gaps between teeth.

Ning Cheng handed the fried dough sticks in his bowl to the big guy.

"I've been feeling angry lately. You can eat it." Ning Cheng said.

"Hey, okay."

The big guy scratched his head, then picked up the fried dough sticks and ate them deliciously.

"Boss, you must have no idea who made this breakfast." The old ghost suddenly asked.

"Could it be you who did it?" Ning Cheng asked.

"No, it's far away but right in front of you!" said the old ghost.

"Could it be that he's a big guy?"

Ning Cheng looked at the big man eating fried dough sticks in surprise.

"Hey, boss, I did it."

The big man nodded and said, "But what I cook is never as delicious as the boss's."

"It's already very good! I remember you haven't learned to cook, right?" Ning Cheng asked.

"This stupid guy has been secretly studying breakfast since the day you came here. He doesn't know some of the more complicated things, so he can only learn about breakfast. He has made fried dough sticks countless times." The old ghost said.

.

The big man glared at the old ghost and said, "If you say that again, I will throw you off the stairs."

"Hey, you have quite a temper!"

Watching the argument between the two, Ning Cheng smiled and shook his head, this kind of life is indeed wonderful.

A medium-sized bar with a not-so-good environment.

But because of the people I care about, the bar becomes extremely warm.

The past seems to be lingering in front of you.

Stove...

rum...

The singing...and the laughter of everyone.

Thinking of this, Ning Cheng took another sip of porridge.

"Okay, finally the boss will make you a nutritious lunch at noon!" Ning Cheng stood up and said.

"real?"

The big man's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately, "I want to eat braised pork and braised pig's trotters!"

The old ghost bit his chopsticks on the side and said, "Boss, my request is not too much. Let's have a full banquet, right?"

"screw you!"

...

noon.

Ning Cheng went out to buy ingredients alone and bought a lot of meat and vegetables. Then he returned to the Lost Paradise Bar.

The bar is closed during the day, which allows Ning Cheng to cook with peace of mind.

Ning Cheng washed vegetables, cut vegetables, and made seasonings as usual, everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Bai Ling entered the kitchen, looked at Ning Cheng who was cutting vegetables, and said, "Are you going there tonight?"

"kindness."

Ning Cheng nodded and did not stop chopping vegetables.

"The big guy should have told you."

Bai Ling said.

"I know, if I die, you will avenge me." Ning Cheng said with a smile.

"Humph." Bai Ling snorted coldly and said, "Don't be so careless. I will talk to you very seriously again."

Ning Cheng put down the kitchen knife in his hand and said, "I'm very serious too."

Bai Ling stared into Ning Cheng's eyes, as if he wanted to discover some mystery.

Then, she sighed and said, "Do you need help?"

"Okay, help me chop the vegetables, and I'll heat up the pot."

"Forehead."

Bai Ling frowned, but still rolled up his sleeves...

After helping Ning Cheng for a while, Bai Ling left. Although she didn't say anything, she was still looking forward to Ning Cheng's cooking.

Although it's not as good as the chef's cooking, Bai Ling, Lao Gui and others prefer Ning Cheng's cooking.

The reason is simple, the food is full of memories.

At noon, the sun shines directly on the earth and the temperature is quite high.

Pedestrians on the road looked hurried, wishing they could hide in the refrigerator.

It is mid-August now and the air is very hot.

Ning Cheng walked out of the kitchen with a plate of braised pork, his face covered with sweat.

"Come on, get ready to eat."

Ning Cheng said.

A Fei was standing at the door of the bar. When he saw Ning Cheng coming out with dishes, he immediately wanted to go over and help.

"No need, sit down quickly and let's eat together later." Ning Cheng said with a smile.

"Ah? I... don't need it." Ah Fei scratched his head.

"We are all our own people, sit down." The old ghost said from the side.

The big man scratched his head honestly, couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked straight at the large piece of braised pork in Ning Cheng's hand!

Ah Fei scratched his head and said shyly, "I always feel that the boss is a little different from what I imagined."

"no the same?"

Ning Cheng put down the food in his hand and said, "What's the difference?"

Ah Fei thought for a long time before saying, "It always feels very close to me, not strange at all."

Ning Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "Is it possible that I have to keep a cold face and then kill everyone I see? Would it be more in line with the boss's aura?"

Ah Fei shook his head vigorously and said, "This is good!"

"Okay, you all go wash your hands and I'll bring out all the dishes," Ning Cheng said.

"Hey, okay!" The old ghost put down the computer in his hand, then patted Ah Fei on the shoulder and said, "A Fei, go wash your hands and eat together!"

"Okay!" A Fei nodded heavily and couldn't help but glance in the direction of the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, there was a small round table.

Ning Cheng, Old Ghost, Big Man, and Ah Fei have all taken their seats.
To be continued...