ace female assistant

Chapter 281

Hearing this, Cen Qinghe suddenly leaned forward, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Hey, did you see the way the waiter looked at us just now?"

Shang Shaocheng asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Cen Qinghe suppressed a laugh, and said in a low voice: "She didn't think I was a female bandit when she looked at me, she probably thought I was a rich second generation from somewhere, and you are my little boy."

As soon as the words fell, Shang Shaocheng's face darkened immediately, and he stared at Cen Qinghe gloomyly. Seeing that she was not afraid at all, and she was still smirking, he teased in a deep voice, "You don't look like a rich second generation, you dress like my aunt Grandma."

Cen Qinghe replied indifferently: "Then think I'm a rich woman. Anyway, she looks at you with sympathy, thinking that you are such a fairy grass, why did you stick it in my head."

She is good at mocking others, but also very good at self-deprecating.

It doesn't matter if you don't dress according to your age, and it's fine if you don't face the sky, and you also have a pair of eyes that are so swollen that you can't open them.Cen Qinghe didn't need to look in the mirror to think that even if he didn't look like his aunt, at least he had to look like his old aunt.

Shang Shaocheng didn't smile, and said with menacing eyes: "Which eye of yours sees me as a little boy?"

Cen Qinghe said without thinking: "Isn't it okay to praise you for being good-looking?"

Shang Shaocheng was speechless.

Since he was a child, many people have praised him for his good looks, and he has heard a lot of different things, but no one has ever described a man as good-looking with a pretty face.

No one dared.

He looked at her with a straight face, but Cen Qinghe seemed to have been tapped on the laughing point, and kept laughing non-stop.

Shang Shaocheng glared at her, and said in a deep voice, "Stop laughing, it's even uglier when you smile."

Cen Qinghe replied indifferently: "Even if I don't smile, I don't look as good as you."

His eyes froze, she was addicted to flirting with him.

Fortunately, the waiter came over with a plate to serve, otherwise the two would have to fight again.

The first dish is spicy cod. The plates in the Northeast are all big, full of cod with sauce, and the red and red peppers on it.The two were already hungry enough, but at this time their taste buds and vision were stimulated at the same time, Cen Qinghe quickly pulled out two pairs of convenient chopsticks, and handed one pair to Shang Shaocheng.

"Please help us get two bowls of rice first." Cen Qinghe was so hungry that he told the clerk, and immediately put a piece of cod in his mouth.

"Well... that's the taste." When a person eats a mouthful of her favorite food when she is the most hungry, she will not change the satisfaction of a queen.

Shang Shaocheng was also hungry. Ever since he could remember, he hardly knew what it was like to be hungry, but as soon as he came to her hometown, he was starved of hunger and cold. If he said that she couldn't beat him, he himself wouldn't believe it.

Cen Qinghe watched him eat a piece, raised his eyes and asked him: "How is it, is it delicious?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "I'm so hungry that my relatives don't recognize me. Whatever you ask me to eat tastes good to me."

Cen Qinghe said: "Eat slowly, there are still a lot of things behind."

Just as he was talking, the waiter came over with two plates, "This one is stuffed with sauerkraut, this one is three delicacies, and the soy sauce and vinegar are all on the table."

Cen Qinghe took two small dishes from the side, and then picked up the bottle of vinegar. She poured it out and said, "You can eat all the soy sauce and vinegar?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "Don't pour vinegar on me."

Cen Qinghe raised his eyebrows: "Do you eat dumplings without vinegar?"

He rolled his eyelids, "Do you have an opinion?"

Cen Qinghe replied with a half-smile: "I'm sorry for Dumpling, I can't bring it to its full potential."

Shang Shaocheng said lukewarmly: "Worry is not afraid of rotten lungs, chili oil."

He was very handy at instigating people, Cen Qinghe took the bottle of chili oil and poured a lot for both of them.

"Here." She handed him a small dish containing only soy sauce and chili oil.

After Shang Shaocheng took it, he sandwiched a dumpling filled with three delicacies, dipped it in the seasoning and ate it in one bite.

Cen Qinghe is trustworthy, "Is it delicious?"

"Yeah." He nodded, a rare positive comment.

Cen Qinghe said proudly: "You can find any restaurant in the Northeast, and the dumplings will not taste bad."

"It's as if the dumpling restaurant gave you promotional fees. Are you the spokesperson for dumpling?"

Cen Qinghe blew on the dumplings in the middle of the chopsticks, and replied calmly: "I speak for my hometown, and I don't charge publicity fees."

After finishing speaking, she ate one in one bite.The moment the pure sauerkraut melted in her mouth, she frowned with joy and excitement, resisting the urge to stomp her feet, and trembled a few times with her chopsticks.

Shang Shaocheng looked at her with disgust and said, "Parkinson's?"

Cen Qinghe swallowed what was in his mouth, and said with bright eyes: "Try this sauerkraut stuffing quickly, it's so delicious!"

Shang Shaocheng still looked disgusted, and said lightly: "Don't eat."

"Why don't you eat it? It really tastes really good."

"I don't eat sour."

Cen Qinghe was particularly dissatisfied with Shang Shaocheng's answer. She enthusiastically recommended, "Try it, the sourness of sauerkraut is not the same as the sourness of vinegar."

Shang Shaocheng took another dumpling filled with three delicacies, dipped it in the sauce and said, "No, this is fine for me."

Cen Qinghe suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder, pushed the plate of sauerkraut dumplings two inches in front of him, and said anxiously: "I beg you, try one, if it's not good, you spit it out."

Shang Shaocheng was eating well, she vomited at him, and he immediately gave her a look.

Cen Qinghe frowned, and said aloud: "If you come to the Northeast and don't eat dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut, then it doesn't mean you came for nothing."

Shang Shaocheng scoffed immediately, and asked back, "Do you have to dig coal before you go to Shanxi?"

Cen Qinghe couldn't wait to share the delicious food with him, but he didn't want to talk about it. She was in a hurry, so she immediately picked up her chopsticks, picked one up and put it in his dipping plate.

Shang Shaocheng frowned, Cen Qinghe pretended to be serious and said: "Our friendship, can I let you eat a dumpling?"

Anyone who is familiar with Shang Shaocheng knows that he really doesn't eat sour food, which is the same reason that some people don't like coriander and some don't like durian.

But Cen Qinghe couldn't bear it, how could anyone in this world not eat dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut?

"I won't force you to be jealous, just try a dumpling, and it's not as sour as you imagined. I guarantee it's absolutely delicious, and you'll fall in love after eating it."

Shang Shaocheng glanced at the dumplings on the plate, then frowned and glanced at Cen Qinghe, and said, "Did this restaurant do you any favors?" She recommended it to him so hard.

Cen Qinghe said: "I am suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, so you should buy me a one-off drink and try one, otherwise I won't be able to eat well."

Shang Shaocheng thought to himself, feed me, I will eat as soon as you feed me.

Thinking wildly in his heart, he resisted looking at her with ambiguous eyes.

After all, he likes her, so even if she tells him to do something he doesn't like, he will still do it to make her smile.

Holding the chopsticks in his left hand, he picked up the dumplings dipped in soy sauce and chili oil, and Shang Shaocheng hesitated to put them in his mouth.

Cen Qinghe hurriedly said: "Grit your teeth and stomp your feet, eat."

Shang Shaocheng looked at her and said, "What's the benefit?"

Cen Qinghe said: "It's really delicious."

Shang Shaocheng was unmoved, "I will give you face, what will you give me?"

Cen Qinghe asked: "Tell me, what do you want?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "During the few days I came to Winter City, you will accompany me locally."

Cen Qinghe didn't even think about it, and immediately replied: "It's a small matter, I will entertain you if you don't tell me."

Hearing this, Shang Shaocheng was also very happy, suddenly opened his mouth, and quickly stuffed the dumplings into his mouth.Cen Qinghe saw his mandible moving up and down to chew, and asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

The moment the sourness exploded in his mouth for the first second, Shang Shaocheng couldn't help frowning, he quickly swallowed it like a jujube, and then looked left and right to find something to drink.

Cen Qinghe said: "What's the matter, isn't it delicious?"

The pure taste of sauerkraut will not disappear immediately after swallowing it, but will remain between his lips and teeth. At this moment, Shang Shaocheng is going crazy. He wants to scold Cen Qinghe for being wicked, but he can't open his mouth, and there is no drink at hand. He is in a hurry So I had to eat a dumpling filled with three delicacies.

After one dumpling went down, the sourness in his mouth became much lighter. Shang Shaocheng stared at Cen Qinghe and said, "Are you trying to trick me on purpose?"

More sour than vinegar essence!
Cen Qinghe blinked and said innocently: "I think it's delicious."

Shang Shaocheng said: "You think it tastes much better."

Cen Qinghe saw that he really didn't like him, so he smashed his mouth and muttered softly, "No taste."

Originally, the food in Shang Shaocheng was pretty good, because this dumpling filled with sauerkraut almost lost most of his appetite.

In the next few minutes, various dishes were placed on the table one after another.On the small long table, there are many large plates, which are full.

Seeing a large bowl of stewed vermicelli with sauerkraut, Cen Qinghe immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't eat sauerkraut, why do you order this?"

Shang Shaocheng lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a beating voice: "How can you not order this dish when you come to Northeast China, don't eat it, just put it on display."

Cen Qinghe straightened his back, took a deep breath, calmed down, and silently said in his heart not to be as knowledgeable as him, to be a magnanimous person.

There were many plates and bowls in front of the two of them, and they even ordered several staple foods. Everyone who passed by them would always inadvertently glance at them, wondering if these two people had just been released from the refugee camp.

Cen Qinghe cooked rice with vegetables, had a mouthful of rice, a dumpling, and a mouthful of pancakes, a mouthful of staple food, which made him feel at ease.

Shang Shaocheng saw how delicious her food was, and was led astray by her unknowingly. He ate half a bowl of rice, a plate of dumplings filled with three delicacies, and several half-sheet cakes.

The two sat in the warm small restaurant, eating and fighting each other. At the end of the meal, when Cen Qinghe put down his chopsticks, he said: "My stomach can still hold it, but my mouth is tired."

Especially when biting the pancakes, it takes a lot of effort, and I get tired after chewing.

Shang Shaocheng wanted to ridicule her, but the moment he stopped, he felt a stomachache and was full.

From extreme hunger to extreme exhaustion, he experienced all the feelings he had never experienced in his life in one day.

Looking at Cen Qinghe who was also overwhelmed in front of him, he held his breath and said angrily, "Do you want to treat me to a meal for three days?"

Cen Qinghe stretched out his hands to cover his stomach, and replied, "The rest of the package is enough for you to eat in the hotel for these two days."

(End of this chapter)