Xie Yunshu was thinking in her heart, she had attended a class from Song Zhangran once before, and had always found opportunities to practice, this time the pig farm was a good opportunity to practice: "It's free, no trouble, it can be done in one day!"
She didn't say anything more after that. She just sat down in the office and started drawing.
Chunya poured her a cup of tea sensibly: "Boss Xie, it's cold in the office, warm your hands with this."
New hotel.
After the guests had left, everyone was busy with their own things. The two girls were also in a hurry to leave after dinner. They surrounded Song Shanchuan and asked, "Chef Song, what are you going to cook tomorrow? Do you have to prepare it now?"
"Let me help you. I'm good at cooking!"
"Chef Song, how old are you this year?"
"Chef Song, how can you talk like that?"
…
Lin Cuiping listened more and more and more, "Shanchuan can talk, what are you two asking?"
The long-haired girl screamed and glanced at the handsome man in the corner. He was so good-looking, but he was actually a mute?
The two of them finally shut up and went outside to clean up the tables, chairs and benches.
Song Shanchuan had long been accustomed to it, and he did not worry about the two girls' changing attitudes, but did his own thing seriously. Now he only needed to make big pot dishes, study the dishes more carefully, and he could also be lazy and make different dishes, and update them according to the seasons...
The kitchen finally quieted down. Li Fenlan was outside fiddling with an abacus to do the accounting, while Aunt Song and her two apprentices were outside washing dishes under the water pipe.
Lin Cuiping held her chin and looked at the menu for a while, then yawned: "You should take a break. You've been busy for several hours."
Song Shanchuan shook his head at her to show that he was tired.
He was wearing an ordinary quilted jacket, his pants were clean, his hair was neatly cut, and his profile with drooping eyebrows looked very handsome. Lin Cuiping was lost in thought as she watched him.
"Song Shanchuan, why are your eyelashes so long?" She observed carefully, touched her own eyelashes, and began to feel jealous: "How different are Xie Yunshu's eyelashes? Why are my eyelashes so long?"
God is so fair!
Song Shanchuan turned around to look at her. Lin Cuiping had round eyes that hid all her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. Her eyelashes were long but very black, making her eyes look bright, as if a sun had fallen into them.
꺗Warm 꺗Bright.
He put the two beautifully written words in her palm, and his bright black eyes were as dazzling as glass in the sunlight.
Lin Cuiping couldn't help staring in amazement, then came to her senses and muttered in a low voice: "Why didn't I realize that you are quite good-looking before?"
She stretched out her hand and gestured next to Song Shanchuan, and then she became even more jealous! Her hands were chubby and had a few deep dimples. Song Shanchuan's hands were white, but his fingers were so long!
Those who knew about this thought that 놛꺳 was a girl!
Lin Cuiping said angrily: "Your body is obviously beautiful!"
Song Shanchuan had no idea why she suddenly got angry. His eyes became flustered for a moment, and he gestured anxiously, "Yes, you are pretty, everything about you is pretty!"
When he started talking and gesticulating quickly, he looked a little funny.
Lin Cuiping was amused: "Okay, why are you in such a hurry? I'm really angry."
After she finished speaking, she sighed silently. Song Shanchuan was so honest and good at talking. If he married a fierce wife in the future, would he be bullied by her?
Song Shanchuan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't need to go back to the project cafeteria in the afternoon, so he continued to write the menu silently with his eyes lowered.
By the time I came to my senses, Lin Cuiping had fallen asleep with her cheek in her hands against the wall. She pouted, her round face was squeezed into a ball, and a few strands of hair fell playfully on her cheeks.
The breeze outside the window blew gently, ruffling the paper in my hand, and the light and shadow on the wall flickered and danced.
I looked at her so closely that I dared not even breathe, for fear of waking her up. But as if bewitched, I could not help but get closer, closer...
Snap!
There was a small noise outside the door, startling Song Shanchuan. He almost immediately came to his senses and looked outside.
I saw my mother's broom fell to the ground, and she was looking at it in panic.
Song Shanchuan turned pale as if waking up from a dream. He stood up hastily and gestured to her: "No, I know she and I can't."
Song's mother burst into tears almost instantly. She covered her mouth to stop the desperate sobs and gestured: "It's me who implicated you."
If she wasn't there, even if Song Shanchuan could speak, he could still marry a good girl.
And she always believed that her son would be able to speak. She cried and laughed loudly at times because she had forgotten how to speak!
Song Shanchuan glanced at Lin Cuiping. She was still sleeping soundly, unaware of what was happening around her.
놛 shook his head silently: "놊Yes."
The silent communication between mother and son vividly demonstrated helplessness and despair.
Mother Song squatted down and gently picked up the broom. When she turned around, she lowered her eyes as if she had made some kind of decision...
Li Fenlan saw her coming out and said in a louder voice: "Xuefang, go back and have a rest. There's nothing to do here."
Mother Song smiled and made a good gesture.
Li Fenlan saw that her face looked better, but she didn't think much about it and just thought that she was too busy and tired today.
Lin Cuiping didn't sleep much. When she woke up, she found that no one was in the kitchen. She stood up, stretched, and walked out: "Aunt Li, where are you?"
"Everyone go back." Li Fenlan put the money away and said, "Someone just came to see you outside Shanchuan."
Are you here to see Song Shanchuan?
When Lin Cuiping heard this, she became interested and walked quickly to the hotel entrance.
There was a middle-aged man standing outside, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a big belly, looking like a rich man.
When did Song Shanchuan meet such a person?
Lin Cuiping was surprised and took two steps forward to hear clearly what he said: "Chef Song, it's too cheap for you to work in a restaurant like this! I bought your roast duck at noon, and it tastes exactly the same as Beijing's! I promise you, as long as you go to my restaurant, you only need to make roast duck, and I will pay you 150 yuan a month!"
I feel that 150 yuan is already very high, after all, now a worker's salary is only about 100 yuan? And I found out when I went back at noon that Song Shanchuan is a mute, so the salary should be reduced again?
So I think this hotel pays me a maximum of 100 yuan a month, but this is just an overestimation, it's definitely not even 100 yuan!
There is no dishonesty in business, this principle is clear to all!
So he thought that if he raised the salary to 150 yuan, he would definitely be able to poach Song Shanchuan!
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