Chapter 60: Make dumplings

At the time of the meeting, the restaurant ushered in two guests. One wave was two men. They entered the house with some strange look. The heart was shocked by the high membership price. The other one was thirty. The young woman, who is carrying a bag, has a very faint expression. When she enters the room, she sits on the table in the corner and takes out her mobile phone to play.
After them, after two minutes, Liang Mengqi three people arrived as scheduled.
"Yeah! There is no place!" After entering the house, Liang Mengqi saw no place, and looked at Zhang Han in the face. He asked: "Boss, there is no place to do it, the amount....or else.. ...."
Liang Mengqi wants to say, or else we are sitting at the table and eating?
Only when she had not finished speaking, Zhang Han replied: "Wait."
"Ah?" Liang Mengqi's expression was stiff.
"Hey, then let's wait, it will be fine next time." Yu Qingqing shook his head and sighed.
"I went to discuss and discuss." Liang Mengqi's eyes slid and turned, and said a word to Zhang Han who was busy in the kitchen.
"Pasta? Boss, what do you want to do at noon?" asked Liang Mengqi.
"Pack dumplings." Zhang Han replied.
"I want to eat too." Liang Mengqi's eyes lit up.
"Well, have your share." Zhang Han nodded.
Since the introduction of the membership system, then Zhang Han will give more to the Meng Meng cooking, he has no doubt that several people will picky eaters or how.
For example, Yu Qingqing does not like to eat leeks. It is easy to handle. If you taste it, you will know that there is no picky food in the new moon.
what? allergy?
Sorry, there is no allergy to the things planted in Xinyue Mountain.
In other words, everything that is planted in the Crescent Moon is the food that best suits people's taste.
Just kidding, the spiritual water and the spiritual soil, and the nourishment of the Leiyang tree, the things that are planted are simple.
"Boss, then, where are we waiting, or else we are sitting at the table? Or the small table here." Liang Mengqi pointed to the round table and chair on the right side of the sofa.
"No." Zhang Han gave it a direct rejection.
If they are allowed to sit here, then the membership will be more and more, will it be difficult for everyone to sit in the house? Zhang Han will not allow that situation.
"What should I do? Boss..." Liang Mengqi's face was bitter.
If it is changed in peacetime, and other people refuse to do so for three times, Liang Mengqi, she has already blown up, don't forget, Liang Mengqi is a pure and rich second generation!
Although it is softer, but Missy’s temper is still there, but in this restaurant, no matter how rich you are, how much temper, and more willful, you will be honest, because you are not obedient... no meal eat.
After Zhang Han saw it, he fell down, and Liang Mengqi felt that there might be no chance to communicate with Zhang Han. So he looked at Meng Meng and muttered:
"Hey! A mean boss! You don't agree, someone will promise!"
After a few days of contact, Liang Mengqi has already known Zhang Han’s ‘Life Gate’!
Instead of pleading with him, it is better to please Meng Meng, there is Meng Meng opening, then the boss is categorically refused!
Zhang Han seems to have discovered her gaze and thoughts in her heart. After sweeping the circle in the restaurant, she pointed to the two long cabinets on the outside of the kitchen and said, "Let's throw the two cabinets out and buy a few." Come back to the table and count the fixed position of your members."

Ah?
Liang Mengqi said a little, and then said happily:
Good, green, mother gun, come.

Liang Mengqi hurriedly waved his two companions.
"Oh, let's get it, let's throw the two cabinets, then go to buy tables and chairs." Liang Mengqi said with a smile.
"Proper." Zhao Dahu smiled and picked up his sleeves and prepared to work.
The cabinet is two long cabinets. One cabinet is about two meters long and has a width of forty centimeters. This is the cabinet that Zhao Kai decoration is based on Zhang Han’s idea. It is used to place some antique treasures.
However, an antique has not been placed yet, and the cabinet is 'dead'.
From the kitchen to the small dining table in front of the window, a total of four meters, put down three tables more than enough.
"One two three, make it hard!" Yu Qingqing said.
One force, Yu Qingqing lifted up here, the other side, Liang Mengqi and Zhao Dahu did not lift together.
The strength of one man, one woman and two women is even better than Yu Qingqing. This is not to let Yu Qingqing feel a little vented:
"You two haven't had enough to eat?"
"Oh, it’s too heavy." Liang Mengqi whispered, she obviously used all her strength, then her eyes looked at Zhao Dahu, and said with no anger: "Call your mother, it’s really a gun, a little bit of strength. nothing!"
"Which people have done such a rough job!" Zhao Dahu said with some grievances.
"Cough.... What are you doing?" At this moment, a low voice came in front of the door.
Looking around, I found that Zhao Feng was coming late.
Yu Qingqing knew that this kid had some skills, so he quickly said: "Don't lie, come and work."
"What is this?" Zhao Feng looked at Zhang Han with some unclear thoughts.
"I didn't see no place?" Liang Mengqi replied: "I have been begging the boss for a long time before I let him agree to vacate this place, let us put our own table."
"Oh." Zhao Feng nodded and said: "I am coming."
When Zhao Feng talked, he walked over to Liang Mengqi, grabbed the cabinet with one hand, and Yu Qingqing lifted the cabinet up and walked slowly outward.
At this time, several people sitting in the small table at the window stood up.
Sun Dongheng said: "You have to carry the cabinet, let me say it early, everyone will help me together. We thought that you think that the cabinet is a bit sloppy."
Say, Sun Dongheng and several others joined forces to lift another cabinet out.
Just placed in the trash can, just cleaned up the old man in the neighborhood, after seeing this scene, his laughing mouth can not fit, it seems that there is a batch of goods, he felt full in this cute casual restaurant Full of goodwill.
"Walking, buying tables and chairs, to pick a little better, reflects the status of our VIP!" Liang Mengqi cheered, urging Yu Qingqing.
"I will go with you too." Zhao Feng looked at Liang Mengqi and smiled slightly.
He is very affectionate about this girl, but it seems that Liang Mengqi does not buy him.
"What are you doing?" Liang Mengqi snorted.
Zhao Feng was a slogan and didn't know what to answer.
"Oh, Meng Qi, people are also members of the restaurant, go to see you together." Zhao Dahu glanced at Zhao Feng and said: "Then you drive behind us."
"Good." Zhao Feng nodded.
So several people quickly drove to the nearby shopping malls.
Twenty minutes, when I came back, I brought back three small gray rectangular tables, each of which could be four people.
The delivery staff put the table in place, and Liang Mengqi sat on a table and waited silently.
"Zhao Feng, come, sit next to me, a person is alone." Zhao Dahu said with a enthusiasm for the empty chair around him.
"Well, okay." Zhao Feng smiled and nodded.
If it is normal, he will not go to join in the fun, and will not care about such a thing, but this time Zhao Feng agreed.
The reason is very simple, he prefers to see Liang Mengqi.
The chair next to Zhao Dahu is also sitting with Liang Mengqi, telling the truth, Zhao Feng’s heart wants to touch Liang Mengqi, and the heart is eager for a love.
But it seems that Liang Mengqi is not flustered by him, and even makes Zhao Feng repeatedly suspect that his appearance is not taken care of? I remember when I went out, the sisters in the gang praised me handsome!
Soon, the fragrant egg fried rice out of the pan.
Zhang Han is placed directly on the counter, and the guests themselves have a meal.
This time, Liang Mengqi had a half egg fried rice, Zhao Dahu and Zhao Fengsheng, and Yu Qingqing was a bit more.
Because Liang Mengqi wants to leave some appetite to eat dumplings, and Yu Qingqing, because I don't like leeks, I can even say that I am sick of leeks, so I only plan to eat fried rice.
Several other people have also had a meal. If one says that they have a meal, it will feel uncomfortable, but they are all lined up in a row, and people feel nothing.
"Let's sit here too." Sun Dongheng saw that the table here was higher than several grades, so he wanted to sit here with a new bubble.
"Hey to feed!" Liang Mengqi rushed to stop: "This is where the members sit, you go back and sit, there is no place!"
"Amount..." Sun Dongheng's facial expression was stiff, nodded, and returned to the white small dining table with his female partner.
Zhao Feng looked at Liang Mengqi and smiled slightly. She thought she was very interesting.
"Laughter?" Liang Mengqi gave him a look.
"Well..... I think you are brave." Zhao Feng tapped his head.
"What is the relationship with you? Eat your meal." Liang Mengqi really is not accustomed to Zhao Feng, which can not help Zhao Feng secretly smile.
I am not malicious!
When the meal is eaten, it is still so fragrant, especially the few newcomers on the back side. The food is not very good-looking, and the praise is expressed on the face.
Zhang Han, who burned a pot of water, placed the panel on a small round table.
"Hey, what are you going to do?" Meng Meng asked curiously.
"Dad wants to give you dumplings to eat." Zhang Han smiled and replied.
"Hey.... That Meng Meng Bang 粑粑 together." Meng Meng said, stepping on the small slippers, ran over, sitting in a small chair and looking at you.
Zhang Han put some flour on the panel, which is to prevent the surface from sticking to the panel, divide the dough into three, into three small doughs, put the two dough back into the basin, hold a dough, and break open in the center. Make it look like a chicken ring.
Zhang Han's fingers are placed in the circle, and the circle begins to wrap around. The surface is stretched by the gentle force of Zhang Han. Gradually, the circle reaches a certain level. After the thumb is thick, Zhang Han disconnects it.
Forming a noodle like an enlarged version, the next step is to use the small noodles used to knead the dough. Zhang Han did not use a knife to cut, but directly rubbed it by hand.
Kneading the dough is a matter of strength, otherwise the face will be stretched, and Zhang Han’s control over power can be described as the peak.