"If I remember correctly, I was a chef three days ago."

Bai Huo looked at the stranger in the mirror, mixed feelings. The silver corset robe was spotless, and the dazzling orb was set on it, as if it were a noble and holy dress. But why are you so wrapped in your own kitchen? Thinking of this, Bai Huo couldn't help but lifted his head and scratched for a while.

"I just want to be a cook!" He shouted silently, because the former identity of "chef" was already a secret to Bai Huo. It would be awful if someone outside the door could hear it ...

Three days ago.

In such an ordinary day when the wind is light, the wind is beautiful, the wind is blowing low, but the cows and sheep are not visible, the crazy white life still came to the "Oriental Tea Restaurant". When he saw the boss standing angrily at the door of the kitchen, he murmured in his heart, and braked in front of the boss urgently.

"I'm only eight minutes late! It's tiring to ride a bike! How do you know how hard you don't ride! You're too late to ride you!" He growled in his heart, but tried to squeeze out his face Attentive smile.

"Boss ... this month's salary has been deducted by half, you see ..." Bai Huo wiped his sweat and rubbed his hands, while smiling at the boss with a smile on his face. However, the boss's face was still rage that was piled up by horizontal meat piles. . Baihuo rolled his big eyes, and an encouraging force approached the nerve center from bottom to top, but after looking around, he gave up holding the boss's thigh and crying and crying as if he was the last time ... after all, he was late last time Breakfast time has passed, and the land is scarce and people are scarce. Now, if I hug the boss's thigh, I am afraid that the aunts with red armbands at the table will be caught by the neighborhood committee to open a fight to commend the aunt of the neighborhood committee Great achievements in non-action.

He has no father, no mother, no wife, no house, and no car. His neighbourhood recognizes him mostly because he has a handsome appearance and those unconventional behaviors, such as urinating everywhere. In addition, the only thing that can prove the existence of Bai Huo is Afu, who has been sleeping with him for many years and is also an orphan. Nevertheless, it was unacceptable in his heart to be criticized repeatedly by the aunt of the neighborhood committee. Because then, Amei, the beautiful girl next door, will know, and Amei 's parents next door will know, and if her parents know, there is a reason for Amei to never see him again. One day I would never see him again, and Baihuo would feel that he had been alive for nineteen years.

"Look ... or ... or deduct your salary for the next month." Bai Huo pursed his lips, wiped the sweat from his forehead, stared at the hopeful eyes, and looked at the boss affectionately, his hands Together.

The boss's brow stretched! Is it the legend that the rain is sunny? Or the quietness before the storm as the saying goes? Bai Huo's smile froze on his face, watching the boss open his two sausage lips frame by frame. Is it comfort? Is it cursing? Baihuo took a deep breath.

I saw the boss grasped his hand, eyes full of tender light, a Qianlong Ye bid farewell to Xia Yuhe's sadness. The boss conscience found out? Common sense says no. The boss has a ghost? Science says no. The boss's brain is broken? This is unknown.

Time spent milliseconds and milliseconds, Baihuo felt everything around him was like the picture after the player pressed the jog button. "For free, take the money."

As soon as the boss's voice came to an end, Bai Huo found out that while the boss was just holding his hand, he had packed two hundred-yuan tickets into his palm. "What are you doing? You will be late to pay back the money? Even if you give it back, give me two hundred at a time. This is my salary for a week." Of course, I didn't dare to say these words. If the boss is really brain-dead, that's a bargain. After all, the boss is usually not good to him either.

"These are your salaries next week. It's the breakup fee we paid you." The boss's voice was still gentle, and with his mouth and face full of meat, it sounded like goosebumps.

However, it is not the same for Baihuo. From the little surprise that he had just received the two hundred dollar bill, he was pulled out stiffly, followed by another thunderstorm. This result was unexpected for him.

In an ordinary day, he was usually too late, and the boss was angrily standing at the door of the kitchen waiting for him ... But the ordinary scene ended here. The boss gave him two hundred dollars, and said nothing to fire him. It seemed incredible to him.

Although he knows that he is late every day and often lazily dozes during work ... but after all, he is still an excellent cook and a recognized good cook. Everyone who has visited Oriental Tea Restaurant will remember the taste of the meals he made. In particular, the "Eight Wild Emperor's Unique Diamond King Egg Fried Rice" that he created uniquely attracted countless people to smell incense and leave it. The reason why Dong Fang Tea Restaurant went from Mencolo to Mentingruo City also benefited from this.

But today, the boss actually told him to "break up" and wanted to fire him.

"Why?" This time, Baihuo held the boss's hand. "Why did you break up with me? Why! Why do you talk ..." Despite the poor living conditions, the romance drama has been seen alive. Every time the heroine or heroine is "broken up" by the other party, shouldn't the other party's response be like this? He fell into the drama deeply, regardless of the fact that he and the boss were both men. "You say, why tell me to break up? Why!"

The eyes of the masses have gathered from all directions, as if there were countless magnesium lamps projected from all sides of the stage to the center of the stage. The protagonist in the center of the stage, one is Bai Huo, the other is the boss who held his hands tightly.

The boss shook his hands freely while shouting, "You go, you go! Don't come to our store in the future! I have already given you money! Don't entangle me in the future!" His hands are not weak, the boss is like a suckling pig with both hands cuffed, struggling to twist his huge body.

Baihuo can get 800 yuan in wages every month in Dong Fang Tea Restaurant, including a small amount of tips, which adds up to only 900 yuan. But even for him, he was willing to be a chef at Oriental Tea Restaurant. Even if this is always a small shop, even the business license is more like a gourd, and I found a sketch on the street with a watercolor brush.

What makes Bai Huo reluctant to stick to this place? In his own words, it should be a sense of existence.

He grew up without father and mother, and grew up with Afu, who is also an orphan. He worked hard, saved money and lived in a small one-bedroom house. If one day dies, I'm afraid I can't find a third person except Afu and the beautiful girl Amei next door. In fact, even Amei is stubborn. Part of the reason for counting her is because Baihuo owed her dozens of dollars. If Baihuo died, she would be dead debt, and she would lose.

This is how to live in this world and live in this world without a sense of existence. When a chef cooks for someone, it's natural to find the best way to find a sense of presence. When I saw someone putting the last rice in the bowl into my mouth, it felt like ... it was just as good as kissing a girl. Of course, Bai Huo, whose emotional experience is zero, has only imagined how it feels to kiss a girl, but just thinking about it is already very cool.

"get out!"

With the boss's decisive cry, Bai Huo was like a mistreated rabbit, and was thrown out of the hotel by others called by the boss.

As if the stones fell into the water, the crowd seemed to faint ripples backwards and spread outwards, and Bai Huo was surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside.

"This dude should have stolen the boss' money."

"I heard that he was a fugitive and was found by his boss. The police will come soon!"

"This little brother is very handsome and doesn't look like a bad guy."

...

In a conversation, Bai Huo climbed up from the ground alive, raised his head high, and looked at the five large characters painted with big red paint on the old plaque forehead-"Dongwan tea food catties" ... Unconsciously, tears were streaming down.

The boss who had just finished cleaning the portal returned to his room. This small office, less than five square meters, was shabby and unusual, with waste paper scattered all over the place.

The boss checked the door lock again, until he was sure that it was locked tightly, leaning back on the door and breathing a sigh of relief. He wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and cheeks, and couldn't wait to pull out an a4 size yellow envelope from his jacket pocket. After confirming that no one was around again, I slowly tore slowly along the corner and pulled out the "baby" inside one by one.

The yellow envelopes were scattered into the pile of waste paper on the ground, while the "baby" inside made the boss' eyes red-ten glittering gold bricks.

"It's here ... It's enough to sell these and buy a daughter-in-law to go home!" The boss proudly held them in his arms and fluttered. "The young people are getting richer and richer. It's not good to spend money and buy someone to resign. Ahu, don't blame the boss. If you blame it, blame the two rich people. The boss giggled, enjoying the joy of the stuffing cake falling from the sky.

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