The man with a broken leg in front of him is his father, a big mountain that he can rely on.

Since you are not the male protagonist, then just be a passerby.

The fire rekindled in Lu Xinhua's eyes, he nodded seriously, and said with utmost sincerity: "Dad, don't worry! I will be fine!"

Lu Xinhua left, and his story came to an end for the time being.

In the Xijiekou Hotel, Meng Yao waved the spoon, and the last shackles wrapped around her soul were quietly broken.

Meng Yao:......

She is completely back to herself!

Swish, swish, swish!

In the roaring fire of the stove, Meng Yao neatly finished the stir-fried kidneys and said, "Plate it!"

"yes!"

An apprentice worker neatly placed the plate on the counter.

Meng Yao put the dishes on the plate in twos and twos, and there was still some left at the bottom of the pot. The young apprentice licked his face and said, "Master, give me two bites of the rest!"

“Serve first!”

Meng Yao glared at the apprentice with an imposing look, but she still found a bowl, took out the remaining bits, and hid it under the stove.

When the apprentice worker saw this, he giggled twice.

Just when Meng Yao was about to raise his eyebrows and curse, the apprentice worker quickly picked up the plate and ran out quickly.

“Here comes the stir-fried kidneys!”

The young apprentice yelled and placed the stir-fried kidneys on the table of the guests who ordered.

"Hey~Master Gu, you are here!"

As soon as the dishes were put away, the young apprentice looked up and saw Gu Qingcheng.

He hurriedly greeted him, "Still table six? Still the same old rules?"

The young apprentice asked in a familiar manner while diligently helping to clean the table and pull out the stools.

Diners around:…

Xijiekou Hotel, when did this service attitude become so good?

No, I just arrived. When I walked in, I didn't receive such treatment.

Little apprentice:......

Humph, can you be like Master Gu?

Master Gu is her master's noble person.

I remember back then, the chef was so good at his craftsmanship, but he was suppressed by the hotel.

The great chef was actually treated like a handyman, worse than an apprentice.

Thanks to Master Gu, every time I come to the restaurant, I always ask his chef to cook.

Sometimes, Master Gu would bring some guests in military uniforms with him.

The master's craftsmanship was there, and all the distinguished guests were full of praise.

When people get interested, they even want to poach people.

Finally, when I called someone to ask, I found out that he was not a chef, but just an apprentice!

Facing the questioning or joking looks of those distinguished guests, the hotel manager felt embarrassed or embarrassed.

Not long after, his master Meng Yao "recruited" and became the second chef in the back kitchen.

Although he is not as good as a chef, he is already able to cook independently and can even lead apprentices.

And it was at this time that he followed the master.

Others say that the master is cruel and an unfilial white-eyed wolf.

He didn't think so.

His personal experience told him that not everyone is qualified to be a parent.

Some people are worse than animals.

Just because they are parents, can they treat their children as they please?

Why?

The gift of childbearing?

Ha, I didn’t ask you to give birth to me. What kind of favor is this?

If I could choose, I would rather not be born than be your child.

When the young apprentice thought about what happened to him, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Gu Qingcheng:......

Huh?

This little apprentice is quite interesting!

"Yeah! Old rules!"

Gu Qingcheng responded casually, preparing to wait for Meng Yao to finish his work and "eat melon", oh no, talk to his best friend.

Alas, in this era when there are not many entertainment activities, eating melon is really a good way to spend time!

In fact, I can't understand why the male protagonists or female protagonists in some period novels are so keen on going to the black market. If you really can't survive, you can understand it. But in some Siheyuan fanfics, the male protagonist either has room,

Either they have trading machines, and the key is that they all have formal jobs, but they especially like to go to the black market. In those days, speculation in the black market was illegal, and if someone failed to do so, they would be shot. Calculated to this day, it is estimated that they are like traders,

It's almost killing people, but those pig's feet are not taboo at all! I have to use my protagonist's aura to challenge the rules. Is this trying to prove something?!
Chapter completed!