394 Sheng Chuncheng and the others are still eating dumplings
Sheng Chuncheng and the others were still eating dumplings when the phone rang in the reception room next door. Xiao Wei quickly stood up and ran over. After a while, Xiao Wei came back and said to the chef with a smile:
"Mr. Sun praised you. He said the dumplings you made were delicious and he wanted another one."
When the chef heard this, he immediately became happy. He quickly ordered another plate of dumplings for Mr. Sun and asked the waiter to send them over. He immediately started making noodles again. Xiaowei said, "What are you doing?"
Making dumplings? Who can eat them?
"No, I'll fry the pork chops, fry them, and send them to Mr. Sun so that he can eat them as snacks." The chef said, and Xiaowei nodded.
The chef was busy with his hands and kept saying: "If you like to eat pasta, it's not easy. I guarantee that for a month, every meal he eats will be different. Tomorrow I will steam the meat dragon and make pancakes.
, By the way, I will make sesame sugar cakes and stick sticks for breakfast tomorrow."
"What is Bangchui Guangzi?" Xiaowei asked.
Sheng Chuncheng heard Guo Degang's cross talk, and he said: "It's just fried dough sticks."
"No, no, I have seen the fried dough sticks here. They are thin, small, and soft. My stick sticks are as thick as your arms, Xiaowei, and can stand up. They are crispy and crispy."
said the chef.
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said: "It's still a deep-fried dough stick, but yours is bigger, like Yonghe Doujiu's deep-fried dough sticks, right?"
"It's not fried dough sticks." The chef insisted, "If you want to say that fried dough sticks are stick-shaped dough sticks, they are also polio dough sticks."
Sheng Chuncheng and Xiaowei laughed, and Xiaowei said: "I hope you cook every meal, so that I can take advantage of it and have a taste of it."
It's really like this. When the chef is cooking seafood, you can't break off a crab leg, or sneak a few pieces of lobster or an oyster. Even if no one sees it, you will be embarrassed. But if you are cooking pasta, just follow
If you take advantage of the light, you will feel confident.
The pancake was ready, and Sheng Chuncheng saw that it looked very much like the dumplings his mother would make during the Chinese New Year. It also looked like twists. After tasting it, it also had the taste of ginger, which was not something he was used to. The chef told him
, this is ginger juice steak, it’s the best to go with wine.
This time, Xiaowei sent it there herself. When she came back, she brought back the plate for dumplings and other tableware. She told the chef that Mr. Sun praised you again. Really, when he saw what you made, he was so excited.
He called out and reached out to take it, wanting to taste it.
When Xiaowei was talking, Sheng Chuncheng could not equate Mr. Sun, who just screamed softly and reached out to pick up the steak, with Mr. Sun, who was expressionless and turned pale.
After the chef finished his work, several people went back to the reception room, and the chef also came over. By this time, it was completely dark. They looked at the main building, and it was quiet, with no movement at all. The window of Mr. Sun's room faced Thousand Islands
The lake, instead of facing them, they couldn't see whether his room was lit or not.
The chef asked Xiaowei: "You should be off work now, right?"
Xiaowei said: "Wherever we go to and from get off work, as long as people are here and the phone rings, they will go over to serve at any time."
"Let's play cards, there are exactly four of us," said the chef.
"Am I crazy? I dare to play cards here?" Xiaowei asked.
"What's the point? Didn't you say that you only went to serve when the phone came? Now there is no phone, so playing cards will not delay you from answering the phone." The chef said, "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. On a day like this, there is no need for entertainment.
entertainment?"
The waiter agreed with the chef's statement and said, "It's already pitiful to be locked up here during the Chinese New Year, and they're not even allowed to play cards."
Xiaowei was a little hesitant. She looked at Sheng Chuncheng, who smiled and said, "What do you think I am doing? I won't tell the truth."
Xiaowei said yes, let's call, but if the call comes, we must stop immediately.
The chef said yes.
Four people moved down a small table and four stools from the dormitory upstairs. Each person occupied one side and sat down to start playing cards. After two rounds of playing, while everyone was grabbing cards, the waiter sitting facing the door suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes got big and his hands stopped moving.
The other three people turned around and were startled. They saw Mr. Sun appearing at the door at some unknown time. Why didn't this man make any sound when he walked?
Sheng Chuncheng and Xiaowei stood up almost at the same time. Mr. Sun was still expressionless. He walked straight to the sofa, sat down, reached for the newspaper on the newspaper rack, and started reading.
Xiaowei asked: "Mr. Sun, may I help you?"
Mr. Sun didn't even raise his head, and just said: "No, you are just doing what you want."
"Mr. Sun, what newspaper do you need to read? Just make a call and we will send it to your room."
"No, thank you!" Mr. Sun said.
Xiao Wei wanted to say something else, but Sheng Chuncheng touched her and signaled her not to say any more.
Cards must not be played again. The waiter had already put away the cards. The chef had sneaked away at some point. Sheng Chuncheng moved the tables and stools back upstairs. When he moved downstairs for the second time, he
I saw that Mr. Sun was no longer there.
"Leaved?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
Xiaowei stood there blankly and said, "Let's go."
Xiaowei was already a little distraught, Sheng Chuncheng could tell, and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Sun won't mind, and he will definitely not snitch on you."
"How do you know?" Xiaowei asked.
"I just feel like he's not that kind of person." Sheng Chuncheng said, "Let's do this. If he really snitches, you tell Mr. Mi that I will definitely get you to play cards."
Hearing what Sheng Chuncheng said, Xiaowei came back to her senses. She remembered and asked, "By the way, I want to speak earlier, why are you stopping me from speaking?"
Sheng Chuncheng said: "Don't you feel it? Mr. Sun just came in to sit down after hearing the excitement here. You also said you wanted to send the newspaper to his room. Aren't you chasing him away?"
Xiaowei thought for a while and said, "When you said that, it seemed like it was true, so when he saw us leaving, he left without saying anything."
"Did you take away no newspapers?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
Xiaowei nodded and said, no.
That's right. People nowadays just want to read the news, and they can just read it on their mobile phones. Who will read the newspaper? If the above-mentioned government did not assign each unit to subscribe to the newspaper, I am afraid that the newspaper would be removed from everyone's life.
and disappeared from sight.
"He didn't say when he would need a massage?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"No, you go upstairs first. If he calls, I will call you." Xiaowei said.
After Sheng Chuncheng said yes, he returned to the dormitory upstairs, lay down on the bed, picked up his phone and looked at it. Sleepiness came to him immediately, and he fell asleep without realizing it.
The chef came back and woke up Sheng Chuncheng. He looked at the time and saw that it was already past ten o'clock.
Sheng Chuncheng asked: "In this wilderness, where did you go and are you back now?"
The chef chuckled, and Sheng Chuncheng asked: "Did you take that girl to some corner to eat?"
The chef was still smiling, looking a little unnatural. Sheng Chuncheng was talking about the waiter.
Sheng Chuncheng walked downstairs and asked Xiaowei: "There's no movement yet?"
Xiaowei shook her head: "No, just keep waiting."
Sheng Chuncheng went back upstairs and didn't even dare to take a shower. He just put on his clothes and leaned on the quilt. He was worried that Mr. Sun would call him at any time and waited. There was no movement. He lay there and fell asleep again.