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Chapter 9
When Zhang Zhihong left, he was still worried, as if the sky was falling. He even told Zhou Cheng repeatedly that he had no choice but to ask Zhou Cheng's family to find a solution.
Zhou Cheng didn't care about this. Since Brother Tiger was so protective of his calf, he expected that the other party would come to his door soon. I dare not say that the way I used to deal with those two bastards just now can be seen in the world, but very few people can recover.
Of course, this is because Zhou Cheng does not have much confidence in his medical skills. After all, in Zhou Cheng's heart, as long as he is not first-rate, regardless of whether he is second-rate or third-rate, he can be regarded as inferior when it comes to treating diseases and saving people. All he mastered was the second-rate medical skill "Shicao Jing". From the bottom of his heart, he never thought that from now on, his medical skills would be unparalleled in the world and unmatched by anyone.
As I was walking, my cell phone rang in my pocket. I took it out and took a look. It was Wei Yao calling. It is estimated that this girl came to inquire about the food for the evening again. After that time, although the last layer of window paper between them was not broken, the vague love was still revealed. Wei Yao, in particular, was like a little spoiled wife. The two of them still went upstairs and downstairs, but Wei Yao would come over from time to time to help Zhou Cheng clean up the house, wash clothes, and ask for help.
Zhou Cheng was only occasionally a little embarrassed about the current relationship between the two, but he gradually got used to it. Having known each other for a long time, Zhou Cheng was also familiar with the girl Wei Yao. She was a good girl for sure, and she also had the typical straightforwardness of northern girls. Of course, both of them were a little hesitant when it came to matters between men and women, so they kept procrastinating.
"Zhou Cheng, are you back from get off work?" The call was connected, and the first thing I heard was Wei Yao's voice, which was crisp and sweet, not like the soft voice that is typical of southern girls. At the same time, laughter could be heard from time to time around Wei Yao. It seemed that he had not gone back yet, and there were other friends around him.
"It's already time to get off work and you're walking back? What's wrong?" Zhou Cheng smiled, turned an intersection and walked onto the main road, where he could wait for the bus.
"It's okay, I just want to tell you that I won't go back for dinner tonight. My colleagues in the workplace will have a dinner today. So don't prepare my share!" After Wei Yao finished speaking, there seemed to be teasing laughter from the female colleagues around her.
Zhou Cheng was helpless and said: "I know, drink less. If you are late, you can call me and I will pick you up!"
"I know, you should go home early and be careful on the road!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Cheng felt warm in his heart. Now he somewhat understood why Shi Lei was in that bastard's state of mind.
Speaking of Shi Lei, I wonder how that bastard is doing in Tokyo? It stands to reason that since he has money in his hands, he should be a show-off enough to not let others take advantage of him.
Thinking of having to eat alone at night, Zhou Cheng felt empty for some reason. I wasn't even planning to go back, so I just found a small restaurant to eat and make fun of myself.
"Speaking of Zhou Cheng's life, he is really a bit of a homebody. Because most of the time, Zhou Cheng doesn't know what to do with the rest of his time besides going to work. Clubbing, drinking, singing? He was not interested in any of this. Perhaps, more often than not, he prefers to make a cup of tea, hold a simple book in his hand, and slowly let time pass by.
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At the corner not far from the research institute, a black Land Rover took the lead, followed by a white Jinbei van. With a crash, the door of the Jinbei car opened, and a group of overly dressed guys poured out from inside. Everyone looked carefree, had their noses and ears pierced, and were extremely arrogant.
"Brother Tiger, help meI'm going to die from the pain!" The guy lying on the ground, with runny nose and tears after this large wave of people came over, endured the pain and begged to the strong man who got out of the Land Rover. .
The strong man was nearly 1.9 meters tall. He wore a tight-fitting vest on his upper body, which highlighted the muscles. He looked extremely explosive.
"What's going on? Who did it? My brother Hu's little brothers dare to touch it, don't you want to hang out in Nanming anymore?" Brother Hu was very angry, even though it was his two little brothers who were in pain. But in his opinion, this is a naked loss of face. Especially these two little brothers, huddled on the curb, completely imageless. If the brothers on the road knew about this, his great reputation would be ruined in one day.
"Brother Tiger, seeing as they are like this, it's better to send them to the hospital as soon as possible." A lean little man next to Brother Hu suggested, although few people come here at this point. But after all, it was broad daylight, and they gathered together and had no influence. Moreover, the two people on the ground obviously had no desire to speak.
"Okay, send him to the hospital first. However, no matter who did this, since he dares to touch my brother Tiger's little brother, he is touching my brother tiger. This matter is not over yet!" Brother Hu said with a ferocious face and directed at a man. The ticket guy growled.
When the younger brothers heard this, they were also filled with indignation. At the same time, from the bottom of my heartThere is also a fanatical admiration for Brother Tiger. With such a protective boss, how can they have any reason to suffer?
Although the gangsters were unorganized and disciplined, they were dissatisfied with their actions and threw the two things on the ground into the Jinbei car. The others quickly got into the car and closed the door. Led by the black Land Rover, they quickly disappeared on the road.
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"Hao Zai Lai" restaurant, Zhou Cheng used to eat here often. I am familiar with the boss and the lady boss here, and I used to think that the food here is large and tastes good. If you eat it now, it doesn't taste right?
what happened?
The owner of the "Hao Zai Lai" restaurant is named Chen Jin. I don¡¯t know what the landlady¡¯s name is. I only know that her surname is Wang, and Zhou Cheng usually calls her Aunt Wang. The couple were both laid off a few years ago, and during those years they did everything. I have picked up rags, hauled goods, and set up stalls. Life was very hard, but I saved some money and opened this small restaurant.
The boss Chen Jin is very attentive. After Zhou Cheng came over, he ordered a rice bowl with dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork, which Zhou Cheng usually eats, and he was busy with other things. When I was free, I saw Zhou Cheng still sitting there, frowning from time to time while eating. I wonder if the dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork were not cooked well today.
??Chen Jin is an honest person and would never do anything that would damage his own brand. After so many years, although the store has not expanded, the business has always been good. In the final analysis, it can be said in one word: serious and honest.
"Xiao Zhou, what's wrong? Is the dish not cooked properly?" Chen Jin faced Zhou Cheng and said, "How about I ask your aunt to make a new one for you?"
Zhou Cheng already understood what the problem was. The dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork still had the same taste as before. It was just because he had acquired third-rate cooking skills for nothing. He had some ideas about the dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork and knew how to improve it so that it would taste better.
"Uncle Chen, it's very good. It still tastes the same as before. It's just that I have a problem!" Zhou Cheng knew that the boss was responsible, and to be honest, the dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork tasted okay. For me, others wouldn't think it was a problem at all. question.
Chen Jin did not believe in evil and thought that Zhou Cheng was deliberately perfunctory with him. He took a pair of chopsticks, then picked up some dried bamboo shoots and tasted them. The taste was fine. I added shredded pork and ate some more, and the taste was right, just like the original.
"Xiao Zhou, is it like this? Is it too strong? Why don't you ask your aunt to fry it again for you?" Chen Jin knew that Zhou Cheng was not the kind of person who would make trouble unreasonably. After a few months, they became acquainted with each other, and sometimes they even thought about playing matchmaker to Zhou Cheng.
"No need, Uncle Chen. Why don't you take me to the kitchen to have a look? I have some ideas and want to try them out!" Zhou Cheng did have some ideas. He had just tasted the dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork from "Hao Zai Lai". Zhou Cheng had already With the belly draft, it seems that if some steps are slightly changed, the "dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork" will taste better.
Chen Jin didn¡¯t understand what Zhou Cheng wanted to do, but his impression of Zhou Cheng made him unable to refuse. The business in the store is simply not too busy now. Chen Jin led Zhou Cheng to the back kitchen. The back kitchen was not big but very clean. Among them, Aunt Wang was busy there.
After putting a fresh plate of fish-flavored shredded pork on the plate, Aunt Wang took a rest, saw Chen Jin and Zhou Cheng, and said, "Old man, why did you bring Xiao Zhou here? It's smoky and stuffy."
Chen Jin didn't know how to answer, but Zhou Cheng stood up, walked to Aunt Wang, and said: "Aunt, don't blame uncle, I asked him to bring me here. That's it, I just ate Aunt Wang's cooking The dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork are of course always delicious, but I have some ideas and I don¡¯t know if they are right or not, and I want my aunt to give me some advice!¡±
Aunt Wang was stunned after hearing Zhou Cheng's words. She thought to herself that this was not a bluff. You are a top student and a civil servant with an iron rice bowl, but you also know how to cook. But she couldn't say this. She also knew Zhou Cheng and liked him from the bottom of her heart. She even flirted with the idea of ??bringing Zhou Cheng and her niece together.
"Okay, then you give it a try? Aunt Wang has learned a lot. Let's see what's the difference between a cultured person and a rough guy like us!" Aunt Wang smiled and made room. Now the peak business period in the store has basically ended, and there are no new orders. , since Zhou Cheng wanted to "play", let him play.
Calming down, Zhou Cheng was a little nervous at first, but when he held the handle of the pot in his hand, his heart calmed down.
Saute garlic and shredded red pepper.
Zhou Cheng moved very quickly, and the hot oil pan was instantly ignited. With a crackling sound, a stream of fragrance wafted out. Although I often smell this smell, Aunt Wang feels in her heart that the fragrance now is more fragrant than the one she made before.
Bamboo shreds, salt, cooking wine, raw soy sauce, after flavor, put on shredded pork. With Zhou Cheng's deft movements, the delicious fragrance spread out instantly.
The couple watched Zhou Cheng's performance. Not to mention how the dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork in Zhou Cheng's hand tasted, just looking at this action, even a super chef would probably be inferior.?. The couple couldn't help but think, is this really a top student doing research and not a chef?
Zhou Cheng naturally didn¡¯t know that his smooth movements had completely shocked the couple. Plate and turn off the heat. Holding a plate of fragrant dried bamboo shoots and shredded pork, he said, "Uncle, aunt, try it and see if the taste is different?"