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The apron he was wearing was also stained with oil.

With a smile on his face, with piles of meat, looking at Lian Ge and Gu Xiaoying,

"...Two, this way please, sit here first..."

While talking, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab Lian Ge's arm,

Lian Ge turned his gaze to the man,

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man couldn't help but pause,

"... Hey, look at me... sorry, sorry, boy. I'm just regular customers. I'm used to it, I'm used to it."

The man withdrew his hand, with flesh on his face, smiled, turned to the side, and led the way.

"...I'm really sorry, there are so many people at the moment, I'm afraid the two of you will have to compete with other people at the table."

"Aunt Zhu, these two young people come over and sit down at the table."

Walking to a round table where an old lady was sitting, the middle-aged man stopped, first said something to Lian Ge and the other two, and then said to the old lady with a smile,

"Sit down, it's okay..."

The old lady laughed, looked at Lian Ge and the two, and responded.

"...I'm really sorry...Young man, do you think this position is okay?"

The middle-aged man turned his head, smiled at Lian Ge and the two, and said,

Hearing this, Lian Ge turned his gaze to the middle-aged man, but didn't say much.

Stretching out his hand, he waved to the two stools in front of him, took Gu Xiaoying and sat down.

"...What do you two want to eat?"

"What dishes do you have?" Lian Ge asked calmly, watching the bustle in the restaurant.

"... There are braised pork ribs, grilled lamb chops, braised pork, braised lamb..."

Chapter 411 Lively

"...The grilled lamb chops here are delicious. My wife has bad teeth, so I have to order them every now and then when I come to his shop."

The owner of the restaurant was talking about the dishes in the shop, holding chopsticks at one side, picking up a bone in the plate, the old lady Zhu who was gnawing, raised her head and interjected,

The face with age spots is smiling, and there are some meat residues in the exposed mouth, between the teeth,

Glancing at the old lady, Lian Ge turned his gaze back,

"Then let's have some grilled lamb chops."

With a calm tone, Lian Ge said,

"...Okay, a grilled lamb chop...Young man, you want something else."

The restaurant owner has a smile on his face, under the incandescent light, against the oily shine,

"what else."

"And bone soup..."

The restaurateur laughed and read again,

"Another serving, stick bone soup, braised pork ribs, and roast lamb scorpion." Lian Ge glanced at the restaurant owner and said calmly,

"This……"

The restaurant owner showed hesitation on his face, followed by a smile on his face, and said,

"...Young man, there are only two of you, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat so much, so order a little less,"

"...Yeah, young man, the portions of their dishes are quite substantial. For the two of you, just order grilled lamb chops, and one serving of soup is enough."

The old lady on the side also smiled and said aloud,

"Just follow what I said just now." Lian Ge glanced at the restaurant owner again, and said aloud,

"...That's fine, young man, just wait a moment, and I'll serve it to you when it's done."

With a smile on his face, the owner of the restaurant responded, turned around again, and walked towards the back kitchen.

"...Young man, you ordered too much of this dish."

On the side, the old lady was still shaking her head, and while speaking, she picked up the bone in her hand and took a bite.

……

"...Lian Ge, isn't it..."

On the side, Gu Xiaoying sat beside Lian Ge, looked around the restaurant, then turned back to look at Lian Ge, hesitant to speak,

Turning his gaze to look at Gu Xiaoying, Lian Ge didn't answer, just shook Gu Xiaoying's hand, then turned his gaze to look at the restaurant,

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoying didn't ask any more questions, but just followed Lian Ge's gaze, looking into the restaurant,

On Lian Ge's shoulder, the little white mouse also turned its head, looking around,

……

In the restaurant, it is lively, and there are tables and tables of customers sitting around round tables, eating, or holding bones, talking while eating,

Or holding a beer mug and yelling, in the dishes in front of you, there are bones that have been gnawed and still have some meat left, or sitting alone in a corner, holding the bone, tearing, tearing The next piece of roasted or stewed meat is stuffed into the stomach,

"...I've come to eat so many times, but it's just Lao An's bone-to-bone taste...Come on, let's go again."

"...I said it tastes good..."

Inside the restaurant, it seems a little closed, only the door is open, and the wooden windows covered with newspapers on all sides can't let in light, and it seems that there can be no sound.

Noisy, lively voices echoed under the incandescent lights.

In the back of the restaurant, there is a door leading to the back kitchen. The door is covered with an oily sheet, which blocks the view and also blocks the incandescent light from the ceiling in the lobby.

……

Looking at the door leading to the back kitchen again, Lian Ge turned his gaze back,

Looking at the old lady at the table, Aunt Zhu, who was gnawing on a bone,

It seems that the teeth are not good, the old lady took the bone and tore it with some effort, and the wrinkled face was squeezed out more and more.

"The old lady often comes to this shop?"

Looking at the old lady, Lian Ge asked calmly,

Hearing the sound, the old lady paused, then put down the bone, held it in her hand, raised her head,

"...My old lady, I live near here. When the family doesn't want to cook, I usually come here for a meal. I used to be Lao An, that is, when his father was driving, I often came here.

Now it's him who drives, his skills are better than his father's, so he comes here more often... It's his shop, now it's all meat, bones, old lady, I'm old, I have a bad stomach Well, eating too much greasy food is hard to digest, every time I come here, I can only eat a little bit..."

The old lady responded with a smile, and as she spoke, she picked up the bone in her hand, stuffed it into her mouth, and tore off some of the remaining meat on the bone.

"...But, the food in his restaurant is really good. I only order one dish, and you can see that there are so many dishes. I can't finish my old lady...Young man, you ordered too much of that dish,"

As she spoke, the old lady tore it clean, leaving some gnawed bones, and put it on the plate next to her.

"...Speaking of which, he is also a hard-working person..."

……

"...Lao An, Lao An, someone is here again, why don't you hurry up and say hello..."

While the old lady was talking, a few middle-aged men walked in outside the restaurant,

A few people at the table at the side laughed and yelled into the kitchen,

"...Lao An, the brothers are here to take care of your business again, why don't you come out? What are you doing in the kitchen?"

Among the several middle-aged men who came in, one of them also yelled with a smile,

"I'm coming……"

In the back kitchen, the owner of the restaurant echoed, and then, the oil-stained bed sheet hanging on the door was lifted up,

Through the door of the back kitchen, the back kitchen looks even darker, only a dim incandescent lamp hangs on the top of the back kitchen, emitting some light,

The restaurant owner wiped his sweat and ran out of the back kitchen in a hurry. The lifted bed sheet fell down again, blocking the sight and the light from the lobby.

"... Brother Ai, sit on Brother Ai's side..."

The owner of the restaurant smiled, ran to the door of the restaurant, and greeted several middle-aged men who entered the restaurant,

"...Lao An, the business is so good today."

Several middle-aged men smiled, and one of them looked into the restaurant and said,

"...What were you dawdling in the kitchen just now? You weren't stealing food, ah, Lao An,"

While talking, the middle-aged man smiled and reached out to pat the restaurant owner's stomach,

"...Look at your stomach and face, but you are getting fatter and fatter than when you first took over from your father's class. You must be eating less."

The restaurant owner also smiled, looked at these middle-aged men, and then at the stomachs of these middle-aged men,

"...Hey, look at this old An, his eyes are saying that our stomach is bigger than his...Old An, you are not the one who feeds the meat on our stomach."

The middle-aged man smiled and said,

"...Lao An, the last time I ate the roast gluten, I still have it."

"Also, keep it for Brother Ai... Sit here, sit here, and I will serve it to you later."

The restaurant owner smiled, stretched out his hand, grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, and walked to a round table next to him.

"...You said this old Ann,"

The middle-aged man was dragged and walked along with a smile on his face,

……

"...When he was young, his mother ran away with a wild man."

The old lady at the round table raised her head and looked at the entrance of the restaurant. After a few people walked into the restaurant, she continued what she had just said,

"It's just him and his father. The two depend on each other for life. His father is also working hard. He runs this restaurant alone, provides for his food, clothing, and education, and is both a father and a mother..."

Following the old lady's words, on the other side of the restaurant, the restaurant owner brought the middle-aged men to sit down at a round table, smiled again, turned around, and opened the back kitchen door. sheets, went in,

The bed sheet fell down, blocking the view again, and the incandescent light reflected in the lobby.

Chapter 412 Braised Lamb Chops

"... Sometimes, his father really can't take care of him. If he wants to live, he has no choice but to take care of the business in the store. Otherwise, he will have nothing to eat, and the children have to take care of him... Just take him with him. Come to this shop to see... At that time, it seemed that it was a crime..."

In the restaurant, at the dining table, the old lady held the unfinished bones in her hand and said,

In the lobby, round tables are still bustling with activity.

Those who gnaw bones and eat meat are sweating profusely, and those who drink wine are yelling,

The sound wave mixed with the heat wave echoed in the restaurant.

Glancing at the sheet that was hanging down again on the door leading to the back kitchen, Lian Ge turned his gaze back, and then glanced at the old lady at the table, but didn't say much.

"...At that time, he couldn't afford to invite anyone. His father was busy in the kitchen, and when someone came, he would run out again...He, sitting by the back kitchen door, also No one can talk, and from time to time, I poke my head into the kitchen and take a look at his father."

The old lady tore off the meat from the bone, swallowed it down, and continued talking,

"...But, this child, he, has been sensible since he was a child. His father let him sit there by the kitchen door. He just sits there, honestly, and doesn't run around like other children. He was six or seven years old, and sometimes he helped his father clean up the table, and when people left, he dragged a basin by the side of the table, rushing to help his father clean up the dishes... Sometimes I came late, and when I watched his father wash the dishes, he also squatted there, helping to wash... You said that was a little boy, so sensible."

"...That's the kid. He doesn't study very well. He hasn't finished high school yet, so he can't go on. He went to learn how to cook..."

"...This kid is filial. He doesn't want his father to work so hard. After learning the craft, he came back and helped his father run the restaurant."

"This kid is willing to endure hardships and learns crafts better than his father. Slowly, the business of this restaurant is getting better and better, and he took over his father's class... this family, it's better to live slowly A little bit."

"...When he was a child, when he just came back from the outside, he was so thin, it doesn't look like he is now..."

The old lady said, with her mouth open, struggling to tear off the flesh from the next bone, the wrinkles on her face squeezed,