Ling Xize and Si Sheng sat face to face.

The view in the store is bright, and the morning sun is just right. The morning light falls through the glass, which hits the two of them. The shadow separates the light into a series. In the reflection of the light and the shadow, there are dust particles flying, and there is also the heat coming out of breakfast. Against the background of the scenery, the picture that frames the two of them is quiet and beautiful.

The moment he left the kitchen, Zheng Yongfeng looked sideways and looked at the window, and just wanted to chop off all the Duan Changyan's hand that had pulled the bamboo curtain.

"Is the tofu brain ready?"

Si Sheng, who caught a glimpse of Zheng Yongfeng's figure, poked his head slightly and asked actively.

"Um."

Only then did Zheng Yongfeng get rid of his thoughts and take two bowls of tofu brain over.

He approached, his upright body blocked the light and shadow, and successfully destroyed the originally beautiful and quiet picture, adding a cold and hard temperament to the poetic scroll.

The shadow fell down, and Ling Xize's eyes darkened, frowned slightly, and looked upwards. It happened that Zheng Yongfeng's gaze hit. In a very short distance, the two's gaze suddenly bumped into each other, and the atmosphere solidified for a moment, which was quite a brief confrontation.

Zheng Yongfeng handed a portion of tofu brain to Si Sheng and took it lightly. When he handed over this portion of Ling Xize, there was a "clang" sound, almost splashing the tofu brain.

Invisibly, the atmosphere of the two was filled with smoke.

"Did you add caramel?"

Si Sheng, who was devoted to the tofu brain, picked up a spoonful of tofu brain that was stained with burnt yellow.

"Yes." Zheng Yongfeng pulled the plate on the table, stood up straight, lowered his eyes and looked at Si Sheng, "The new style in the store."

"oh."

Si Sheng put the tofu brain into his mouth.

Immediately, she raised her eyebrows and praised, "There is a surprise."

Zheng Yongfeng said: "Just like it."

Si Sheng took another bite and was very satisfied. Seeing Ling Xize's original tofu brain, he said, "Give him one."

"It's gone."

His eyes were slightly cool, and Zheng Yongfeng's eyes swept away Ling Xize coldly, and he refused simply and neatly.

Ling Xize curled his lips and smiled, picked up the spoon at hand, and stretched it directly into Si Sheng's bowl, "I'll try yours."

Si Sheng, who had never allowed others to touch his tofu brain, saw his actions, he hesitated for a moment, but he didn't stop him and let him scooped over.

Zheng Yongfeng: “…”

It was obvious that the blue veins on Zheng Yongfeng's forehead jumped.

A little dry.

It seemed that it was intentional. Before Ling Xize ate, she even looked at Zheng Yongfeng specifically, as if she was showing off after being treated preferentially.

“…”

The blue veins on the back of the hand bulged, and the joints clattered. Zheng Yongfeng's eyes were like a knife cut, while Ling Xize seemed to have not noticed the murderous aura and ate calmly.

!

Resisting the urge to lift the table, Zheng Yongfeng pinched the plate, turned around, and walked towards the kitchen.

Duan Changyan, standing at the entrance of the kitchen, saw the outcome of the confrontation and sighed indignantly: "This little guy is too high in rank."

Too high!

You are no match for Mutou at all!

Zheng Yongfeng passed by, stuffed the pen plate into his arms, and walked in the door with a black air.

*

In the front hall, Si Sheng did not pay attention to Zheng Yongfeng's situation, but focused on the smell of tofu brain.

As soon as Zheng Yongfeng left, she asked Ling Xize: "How is it?"

"Well, it's different from other stores."

No matter Zheng Yongfeng is the person, Ling Xize still recognizes the taste.

However, watching Si Sheng keep such a person who obviously has ulterior motives for her by his side...

A little headache.

“Nothing.”

Si Sheng raised his eyebrows, a little proud.

All the tofu brains in the store were prepared by Zheng Yongfeng the night before.

The step of choosing soybeans can be omitted. Dexiuzhai will send the best quality soybeans, then soak, grind, and boil... Zheng Yongfeng will take care of all the steps yourself to ensure that every step is not wrong.

And each step is the most perfect presentation obtained by the section length extension after hundreds of tests and taste.

Duan Changyan has the most sensitive taste and the best skills, and Zheng Yongfeng is the only person Duan Changyan met, who can reach the best of his requirements.

The food made by these two people can basically be fully utilized.

Ling Xize: "..." She really didn't notice Zheng Yongfeng's thoughts.

After a slight pause, Ling Xize asked in a chatty tone: "Where did you dig this cook?"

"I met unexpectedly." Si Sheng ate another mouthful of tofu brain, "When I met him, he was not a chef."

Ling Xize raised his eyebrows.

“Um…”

With delicious tofu brain, Si Sheng was in a very good mood, so he chatted with Ling Xize for a few more words.

Zheng Yongfeng was the "chef" she accidentally discovered.

To be precise, it was discovered by Duan Changyan.

Three years ago, the tofu shop was just a few people to run it, and the tofu brain sold was almost the same as other stores. Zheng Yongfeng had been discharged from the army for one year, and his colleagues who were working as bodyguards in the Northwest Line.

They met in the same business.

At first, no one was convinced by each other, but when I encountered some dangers in this business, I felt a little sympathetic after that.

Later, Si Sheng invited Zheng Yongfeng to the store, but Zheng Yongfeng and Duan Changyan who came to visit him met. The two had a disagreement and then they had a dispute.

Si Sheng was not there at that time. When she got the news that "the two of them were going to fight", Duan Changyan was holding Zheng Yongfeng's thigh and making a condition, saying that as long as Zheng Yongfeng was willing to be a cook, he would do anything.

Later, the three of them negotiated. Zheng Yongfeng was unwilling to go to Dexiuzhai, but he could stay in the tofu shop, and the working hours depended on his mood. As for Duan Changyan, he begged Si Sheng to keep him as a hall for him, and then he decided.

Si Sheng opened a store with a playful nature. As soon as the two came, she became the boss and managed the store for them. It was not important to make money or lose money. Anyway, the three of them shared the profits, and even Duan Changyan, the young master of the northwest, paid for it.

——Dimensionally facing Mende Xiuzhai’s turnover can make up for the annual loss of tofu shops.

"When will you leave?"

After the talk, the breakfast was over.

Zheng Yongfeng's craftsmanship is indeed unspeakable. The breakfast served on the table is very large, enough for four or five people, but the two of them still solved it for seven or eight.

Ling Xize looked down at his phone, looked out the door again, and said, "Now."

"Um?"

Si Sheng raised his eyebrows and felt a little suspicious.

At this time, a young man wearing a pine green uniform walked into the door, looked around the store, and accurately landed on Ling Xize, asking, "Are Mr. Ling?"

"Yes." Ling Xize wiped his fingers and said, "Wait for me for two minutes."

"yes."

The young man nodded slightly and left the door.

Si Sheng was stunned and looked out and saw a military off-road vehicle and several men in uniform.

As soon as his eyes were withdrawn, Si Sheng looked at Ling Xize a few times and asked with interest: "What business are you talking about? Do you need to talk to them?"

“Legal business.”

Ling Xize chuckled, curled his lips, put the car key on the table, pushed it to Si Sheng, and said, "The car is pressing on you, and you can have dinner together tonight."

Si Sheng raised his eyebrows, "I said I'm free at night?"

"I have to have a meal if I don't have time at night."

“…”

Si Sheng was convinced by his logic.

"Go away."

Ling Xize passed by her, raised his hand and pressed her head, and rubbed her soft hair again.

As soon as she raised her eyelids, Si Sheng reached out to hit her. Ling Xize stopped first, and she waved her way.

Ling Xize smiled, lowered his eyes and looked at her, before walking out the door.

Si Sheng fell back and turned his head to stare at his back until Ling Xize walked out of the door, and then he lazily withdrew his gaze.
To be continued...