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127.Chapter 127 Xu Hongdou's courier has arrived

127. Chapter 127 Xu Hongdou’s express delivery has arrived (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)

Author: Lao Tuo

Chapter 127 Xu Hongdou’s express delivery has arrived (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)

After lunch, Zhang Wentao held the rice bowl and chatted with Shi Tiandong while eating.

Looking at the crooked potato shreds in the bowl, Shi Tiandong frowned and complained: "What kind of thing is A Liang cutting? It takes a lot of effort to stir-fry, but you still let him cut so many."

Zhang Wentao silently put the rice into his mouth, then raised his head and said: "How about you don't let him cut the potatoes into shreds, let him cut the newspapers for you, and then let you fry the newspaper shreds and eat them? There is so much nonsense, and you can eat some.

Not bad.”

"Uh..." After Shi Tiandong was scolded, he thought about the pot of shredded potatoes left in the restaurant and shook his head helplessly. After seeing Xie Liang come over, he said to him with an apologetic look: "If you have nothing to do this afternoon,

, chop the carrots. Don’t keep chopping on one person, really.”

"Well, cut some more shredded meat." Zhang Wentao nodded and said.

He also felt that at least some stir-fried shredded potatoes would taste much better than just jealous shredded potatoes.

"I understand, chef, Master Shi." Xie Liang nodded, carrying his rice bowl and walking to where he was eating.

When Xiao Li and Xiao Liu saw him coming, they didn't look very happy, and their faces were full of shame. They smiled and said: "It's okay, brother, take your time. You need to practice this knife skill more, step by step, from slow to fast.

, just don’t cut off your fingers and give us extra food.”

"Haha, what you brother Li said is right."

Sun Xiaowei also came over with her own lunch and sat next to Shi Tiandong and Zhang Wentao. Seeing that the atmosphere in the kitchen was becoming more and more harmonious, she felt happy but also a little sad.

After all, Zhang Wentao and Shi Tiandong will eventually leave one day.

Still in the near future.

She didn't know if her restaurant would be like it was now after these two people left. Although she felt sad in her heart, that was not what she wanted to say when she came to see them for lunch.

"Here, look at this list."

Sitting down, Sun Xiaowei took out a delivery receipt from her pocket and handed it to Zhang Wentao.

Hearing this, Zhang Wentao, who was eating, was also stunned when he saw the receipt handed over by the other party. Shi Tiandong also stopped his chopsticks and cast a curious expression.

Zhang Wentao took the receipt and glanced at it, then looked at the potato shreds of different lengths and thicknesses in his bowl, and then looked at Xie Liang who was engrossed in eating, shook his head helplessly, and handed the order to Shi Tiandong.

"Well, yes, this young man is quite attentive."

Shi Tiandong took a look, sighed and put the list back on the table.

"If you work hard, you will end up just a cook." Zhang Wentao muttered that the career of a chef is not easy, especially for people who have become a monk halfway.

There are basically no flowery roads along the way, only hard training and perseverance.

And how many of them actually become famous?

Thinking of this, Zhang Wentao couldn't help but fell into deep thought. How should he choose between dreams and ideals? And will she really be by his side all the time, bringing him endless warmth like last night?

And is he worthy of her sacrifice?

In other words, should I also consider whether what she needs is the same kind of warmth?

"Wen Tao, what are you thinking about?" Sun Xiaowei asked when she saw Zhang Wentao in a daze.

Shi Tiandong glanced at Zhang Wentao's expression and said "haha": "What else can this scumbag think about? Thinking about his 'spring garden'."

After Zhang Wentao came to his senses, he felt a little strange: "When did I become a scumbag when I was in your mouth?"

"If you're not a scumbag, what are you?"

"Haha, you left your sister in SZ and ran here, you are not a scumbag."

As Zhang Wentao and Shi Tiandong whispered to each other, Sun Xiaowei watched with envy, and the melancholy in her heart slowly accumulated... She savored the conversation between the two people carefully, and suddenly felt that she was satisfied with the words in Shi Tiandong's mouth.

There was a ripple in the spring scenery of the garden.

It must be envy.

Or maybe it's jealousy...



"Hey, why is it spread out in such a mess again? I need to clean it up later."

Seeing the messy tea sets in the restaurant, with Mr. Ma, Xu Hongdou and Da Mai talking and laughing around each other, Aunt Agui came over and said with a rather complaining tone.

"Come on, Aunt Agui, come and make it. Try the tea made by Mr. Ma, it's delicious." Xu Hongdou said to Aunt Agui with a smile.

No one has long cared about Aunt Agui's outspokenness, and those who are familiar with Aunt Agui know that she is actually 'kindhearted and outspoken'.

"Come, Aunt Agui, take a seat." Grandpa Ma greeted the other party with a smile. After the other party sat down, he solemnly took out a bottle of white liquid and introduced: "Mare's milk."

"Mare's milk?" Aunt Agui took one look at it, felt happy, and immediately asked: "But it was squeezed at Ayao Racecourse? I know this stuff, but it is much more expensive than cow's milk and goat's milk. My old man often brings it to me.

Coming back is very nutritious, right?"

"That's right. Aunt Agui, please ask Mr. Ma to make it for you. It's good for your health." Xu Hongdou pursed her lips and smiled.

"I know, I know." Aunt Agui waved her hand to indicate that she understood all this. However, after she glanced at Xu Hongdou, she frowned and said with concern: "Hongdou, you should pay more attention to rest. Look at you.

The circles under my eyes are all dark. Let me tell you, you should pay attention to your health when you are young, otherwise you will be like Aunt Feng when you are old, all sick."

"Look at me, just pay attention to my body. Do I look much younger than she does? Right?"

"Yes, Aunt Agui, I know." Xu Hongdou nodded.

"Hey, hey, let's drink tea first, let's drink tea first." Mr. Ma saw that Aunt Agui had diverted the topic and hurriedly pulled him back.

Damai, who was typing, turned her head to look at Xu Hongdou. She was well aware of the fatigue on Xu Hongdou's face, and she also felt a little sorry for this kind-hearted sister. She was typing a comment to Mr. Ma on her mobile phone, and she paused for a moment.

After thinking about it for a while.

After switching the interface to Zhang Wentao's WeChat dialog box, he sent a text message, then switched back to the newly added Ma Ye WeChat and continued his coding.

No one expected that besides an old Nokia, Mr. Ma actually had a mobile phone hidden on his body.

When they saw the other party taking it out, Xu Hongdou and Damai were both a little unbelievable, and both sighed inwardly that in this small courtyard with not many people, each actually had its own 'secret'.

As Aunt Agui began to taste Ma Ye's milk tea and began to comment, the atmosphere between the four of them immediately became happy.

While Mr. Ma and Aunt Agui were flattering each other, Xu Hongdou's cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the incoming call and secretly thought that it was the express delivery of the online shopping he had previously purchased.

She smiled and picked up the phone and said: "Hey, for express delivery, just leave it at the collection station."

"Well, thank you very much."

After hanging up, she stood up and said to Damai and Ma Ye, "I'm going to pick up a courier."

"Sister Hongdou, let me go with you." Damai stood up and suggested with a smile.

Xu Hongdou thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, there just happens to be a lot of things. If you go with me, you don't have to go twice."

"What did you buy?" Damai was a little curious when he heard that there were many things.

"bought…"

Do I have a knife? I don’t.

(End of chapter)


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