The Ace Assistant

Hearing this, cen Qinghe suddenly leaned forward, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Hey, did you see the look in the eyes of the waiter just now?"

"What's the matter?" said Shang Shaocheng suspiciously

CEN Qinghe held back a smile and whispered, "she didn't think I was a female bandit when she looked at me. I guess she thought I was a rich second generation. You are the little white face I'm responsible for."

The voice fell, Shang Shao city immediately black face, gloomy stare at Cen Qinghe, see she is not afraid at all, but also do not know how to laugh, he deep voice teasing, "you are not like the rich second generation, dressed like my aunt."

CEN Qinghe replied with disapproval: "that thought I was a rich woman, anyway, she saw you are a face of sympathy, thought you so root Xiancao, how to plug my head up."

She is good at making fun of others, and she is also good at self mockery.

Even if you don't dress up to your age, you can't even face the sky with a pair of swollen eyes. Without looking in the mirror, cen Qinghe can think that even if he doesn't look like his aunt, at least he has to look like his aunt.

Shangshaocheng did not smile, one eye with a deterrent way: "which eye of you looks like a small white face son?"

CEN Qinghe did not want to say: "praise you look good-looking is not good enough?"

Shang Shao city has no language.

From small to large, there are many people who boast that he is good-looking, and he has also heard a lot of words that are not heavy, but no one has ever used a small white face to describe a man who is good-looking.

No one dares.

He pulled his face to look at her, but Cen Qinghe seemed to have been given a smile point, always happy.

Shang Shaocheng glared at her and said in a deep voice, "don't laugh. It's even worse to laugh."

CEN Qinghe didn't think of the way back: "even if I don't smile, you don't look good."

His eyes were awe inspiring, and she was addicted to him.

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

The first dish is spicy cod. The Northeast plate is big, full of a large plate of COD with juice, and the red pepper is on it. The two were hungry. At this time, the taste buds and vision were stimulated at the same time. Cen Qinghe quickly pulled out two pairs of convenient chopsticks, one of which was handed to Shang Shaocheng.

"Please get us two bowls of rice first." CEN Qinghe has been hungry crazy, and told the shop assistant, immediately put a piece of COD into his mouth.

"Well That's the taste. " People in the most hungry to eat a mouthful of favorite food, that kind of satisfaction, give her a queen, she does not change.

Shangshao city is also hungry. Since he has memory, he hardly knows what it is like to be hungry. But as soon as he came to her hometown, he was hungry and cold. If he wanted to say that she didn't control him, he didn't believe it.

CEN Qinghe saw that he had eaten a piece and raised his eyes and asked him, "how is it delicious? "

Shang Shaocheng said," I'm so hungry now that I don't know what I'm going to eat. I feel delicious whatever you want me to eat. "

CEN Qinghe said: "you eat slowly, there are many things behind it."

Just then, the waiter came over with two plates. "This plate is filled with pickled vegetables, this plate is fresh, soy sauce and vinegar are on the table."

CEN Qinghe took two small dishes from the side, and then picked up the bottle containing vinegar. She said on one side: "do you eat soy sauce vinegar?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "don't pour vinegar on me."

CEN Qinghe picks eyebrow: "you eat dumpling not dip vinegar?"

He lifted his eyelids. "Do you have any problem?"

CEN Qinghe replied with a smile: "for dumplings, poor, can't play to its extreme."

Shang Shaocheng not cold and hot way: "worry about not afraid of rotten lung, pepper oil."

He was very handy to instruct people. Cen Qinghe took the bottle containing chili oil and poured a lot for both of them.

"Here you are." She handed him a small plate of soy sauce and chili oil.

After shangshaocheng took it, he took a dumpling with three fresh stuffing and ate it with seasoning.

CEN Qinghe good letter son, "delicious?"

"Well." He nodded, rarely giving a positive comment.

CEN Qinghe said triumphantly: "if you look for a restaurant in the northeast, dumplings will not be bad."

"It's like the dumpling house has given you publicity fees. Are you the spokesman for dumplings?"

CEN Qinghe blew the dumplings in the middle of chopsticks, calmly replied: "I speak for my hometown, no publicity fees."

With that, she stuttered. When the pure taste of sauerkraut in her mouth, she was so happy and excited that her eyebrows frowned. She resisted the impulse to stamp her feet, and shook her chopsticks.

Shang Shaocheng looked at her with disdainful eyes and said, "has Parkinson committed?"

CEN Qinghe swallowed the things in his mouth and said with a light in his eyes: "you should try this pickle stuffing quickly. It's so delicious!"

Shang Shao city is still disdained appearance, light way: "do not eat."

"Why not? It's really delicious. "

"I don't eat sour."CEN Qinghe was particularly dissatisfied with the answer of shangshaocheng. She warmly recommended, "try it. The acid of pickled cabbage is not the same as that of vinegar."

Shangshaocheng also sandwiched a dumpling with three fresh stuffing. While dipping in the sauce, he said, "no, it's good for me to eat this."

CEN Qinghe committed obsessive-compulsive disorder, put the plate of pickled cabbage dumplings in front of him two inches, and said in an urgent voice: "I beg you, you taste one, you spit out if it is not delicious."

Shangshao city is eating well, she told him to vomit, he immediately glared at her.

CEN Qinghe frowned and said in a voice, "if you don't eat dumplings filled with pickled vegetables in Northeast China, it doesn't mean it's white."

Shangshaocheng immediately sneered and asked, "do you have to dig a coal to go to Shanxi?"

CEN Qinghe couldn't wait to share the delicious food with him, but he didn't go to the way. She immediately picked up her own chopsticks and put one into his dipping plate.

Shang Shao City frowned, cen Qinghe pretended to be serious and said: "our friendship, I let you eat dumplings are not good?"

People who are familiar with shangshao city know that he does not eat sour food. This is the same reason that some people don't like coriander and some don't like durian.

But Cen Qinghe can't bear it. How can anyone not eat dumplings filled with pickled vegetables?

"I don't force you to be jealous, you just try a dumpling, and it's not as sour as you think. I promise it's absolutely delicious, and you'll fall in love with it."

Shang Shaocheng looked at the dumplings in his eye plate, then frowned at Cen Qinghe and said, "is this restaurant good for you?" She recommended him so hard.

CEN Qinghe said: "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, you should buy me a stop, taste one, or I can't eat this meal well."

Shang Shaocheng thought, you feed me, you feed me, I eat.

In the bottom of his heart, he forced to see her eyes unchanged ambiguous.

He likes her, so even if she asks him to do something she doesn't like, in order to make her laugh, he will still do it.

I don't want to take the chili and soy sauce in my mouth.

CEN Qinghe said, "bite your teeth, stamp your feet, eat."

Shang Shaocheng looked at her and said, "what benefits?"

CEN Qinghe said: "it's really delicious."

Shang Shao city was not moved, "I give you face, what do you give me?"

CEN Qinghe asked, "what do you want?"

Shangshaocheng said: "I come to winter city these days, you give me local accompany."

CEN Qinghe didn't want to think about it, and immediately replied, "little things, you don't say I'll treat you."

Smell speech, Shang Shao city also pour happy, suddenly open mouth, quickly put dumplings into mouth. CEN Qinghe saw his jaw bone up and down chewing, full of expectation asked: "how delicious?"

When the sour burst in his mouth for the first second, Shang Shaocheng could not help frowning. He swallowed it like a bolt and looked around for something to drink.

CEN Qinghe said: "what's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

The pure taste of sauerkraut will not disappear immediately after swallowing, but will remain between the lips and teeth. At the moment, shangshao city is going crazy, and he wants to scold Cen Qinghe for his immorality, but he can't open his mouth and drink nothing at hand. In his impatience, he has to pick up a dumpling filled with three fresh stuffing to eat.

A dumpling down, the mouth of the sour light a lot, Shang Shao City glared Cen Qinghe way: "are you deliberately whole me?"

More sour than vinegar!

CEN Qinghe blinked his eyes, innocent way: "I feel delicious."

Shang Shaocheng said, "you think it's much better."

CEN Qinghe see he is really don't like, this just smash the mouth, whispered, "no taste."

Originally, shangshaocheng ate very well, because this dumpling filled with pickled vegetables almost lost his appetite.

In the next few minutes, various dishes were put on the table. On the small long table, there are a lot of big plates, full of them.

Seeing a bowl of pickled cabbage stewed vermicelli, cen Qinghe immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "you don't eat sauerkraut. Why do you order this?"

Shang Shao City micro hang line of sight, should beat said: "to northeast how can not order this dish, do not eat, put to see."

CEN Qinghe straightened his back, took a deep breath and calmed his mind. He was not wise enough to be a generous man.

There were many dishes and bowls in front of the two people, and even several kinds of staple food were ordered. Every one passing by them always glanced at each other more inadvertently, wondering whether they had just been released from the refugee camp.

CEN Qinghe pickled rice with vegetables, ate a mouthful of rice, ate a dumpling, and then a mouthful of cakes, full of staple food, eating doubly steadfast.

Shang Shaocheng saw how delicious she was eating. She unconsciously led her astray. She ate half a bowl of rice, a plate of dumplings filled with three fresh ingredients, and several kinds of half cakes.

They sat in a small warm restaurant, eating and meeting each other. At the end of the meal, cen Qinghe put down his chopsticks and said, "my stomach can still hold it. My mouth is tired."Especially when I chew the cake, I am very tired.

Shangshaocheng wanted to mock her, but she felt stomachache at the moment when she stopped, and she was full of food.

Extreme hunger, and then extreme support, he had never felt in life, all in a day to experience.

Looking at Cen Qinghe, who also supported himself in front of him, he held his breath and said: "do you want to invite a meal for three days?"

CEN Qinghe stretched out his hand to cover his stomach, and then returned: "the rest of the package, enough for you to eat in the hotel these two days."

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