Chapter 284: Ephraim breakfast day

With ten dishes in front of him, Sivers's taste was a bit heavy, and he ordered some weird food. Poor Mo Mengchen spent his own money, but could only taste one or two dishes.
"Can you finish all of these dishes?" Mo Mengchen quickly satiated and wiped his mouth with a tissue. "It's a shame to waste."
Severus kept glancing at Mo Mengchen.
Isn't the stingy woman hurting you?
Mo Mengchen looked at every corner of the hotel. One of the advantages of eating in this high-end restaurant is that no one would come up and ask him to sign.
Now mobile phones can't take pictures, so no one will come to ask for a group photo.
Those who can come here to eat are people with heads and faces. It is the best thing to be prudent and polite.
"By the way, we are invited to participate in the Surgery Summit in New York next month. They hope you can use this paper to give a public speech. Many people want to know where your ideas come from." Sivers remembered Suddenly, she raised her mouth.
Speech?
"What's the date next month?" Mo Mengchen asked.
If Mo Mengchen remembers correctly, there are achievements in completing a speech. Although the reward of attribute points is not as high as the completion of the paper, it is better than nothing.
"No. 29," Sivers replied.
Mo Mengchen counted, there is probably still a month, that day happened to be the third day after the end of the draft conference, also in New York, just right.
"I'm fine." Mo Mengchen said.
Mo Mengchen didn't shirk, and Sivers prepared a lot of rhetoric. She asked in surprise: "Why did you promise so much?"
"I noticed that there have been more and more decree lines on your face recently, and how thick the powder can't cover up, so I won't block you." Mo Mengchen said, drinking.
He promised to be so happy, and Sivers was too lazy to care about him.
"Is there only a speech at the summit?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Sivers said: "More than that, the summit is just the beginning of a series of activities. Several special patients will be launched at the meeting. The treatment plans will be proposed by various hospitals. The most creative plans will usually be adopted for treatment. It will be broadcast live on the day of the operation, and many big players in the industry will come to the scene to watch and learn."
Watch learning?
Mo Mengchen almost smiled, how could there be a strong sense of bureaucracy.
"Well, if you haven't finished eating, I can go to check out first. If you finish eating, then pack up and prepare to go." Mo Mengchen said.
Anyway, he has to check out.
He overestimated the doctor's spending power, and the small salary that Saint Lucifer gave him was simply not enough to splurge at this restaurant.
Fortunately, he did not make a living from it.
After checking out, Sivers had walked outside the restaurant.
Mo Mengchen drove Sivers back home. On the way, Sivers wanted to say something else, only to find that apart from the hospital, she and Mo Mengchen had no other common language.
The dull atmosphere lasted for more than ten minutes, and Mo Mengchen did not take the initiative to speak.
Until the door of her house.
Before getting off the bus, Sivers asked, "Do you want to come in and have a drink?"
Mo Mengchen said: "No, goodbye."
Mo Mengchen said goodbye to Sivers and did not go anywhere else, because tonight he had to watch "Friends" with Ephraim.
Life became calm.
Such a life is very rare for him, he can only thank him that he has not become a superstar.
He is still a long way from becoming an NBA superstar, and once Ethan's identity is announced, his life will not be so easy.
The base of music fans is much larger than that of basketball fans, and the possibility of being blocked by people walking on the street will also greatly increase.
As long as people know who Ethan is, Mo Mengchen can no longer eat as much as he wants.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be a little dazed, should he announce this?
If it is to enhance personal influence, it is beneficial to announce this matter. If you want to maintain a quiet life longer, this identity should never be public.
The next day
Today is the weekend and the penultimate day of May.
The Bulls defeated the Heat last night and won the finals tickets. Their opponents are still unknown. They may be jazz or supersonic.
Mo Mengchen remembers that the previous jazz and the Rockets' big three had a seven breakouts from the west. Now that Barkley is coming to the Pistons, the Rockets' big three cannot be established. This year it was only in the first round of the playoffs. Olajuwon The age of the glider and the glider will gradually increase, and the state will continue to decline. Sooner or later, the rocket will begin to rebuild.
The jazz and supersonic showdown are full of suspense.
Both teams have the strength to reach the finals. Whoever can break through from the west depends on who is more determined.
But Mo Mengchen didn't care about it.
This morning is the weekly breakfast day of Ephraim.
There are seven days a week, and the last day of the week is the day when Ephraim prepares breakfast for 250, 210, and 280.
Mo Mengchen, Adrian, and Medela sat at the table and waited seriously.
"Listen, Ephraim only makes breakfast once a week, so you must finish breakfast, there is nothing left." Mo Mengchen said to Adrian and Medela.
Adrian said sadly: "She is not my girlfriend, why should I accommodate her?"
"But she is your sister." Medela said.
Adrian said angrily: "That can't hide her catastrophic cooking!"
Mo Mengchen tried to enlighten Adrian, and suddenly heard Medela said: "Then why should I suffer this? Ephraim is not my sister nor my girlfriend..."
Mo Mengchen glared like a cockfight: "I am your boss, you have to share the same pains with your boss!"
Medela succeeded in conspiracy and smiled treacherously: "So, do you admit that eating Ephraim's breakfast is suffering?"
"I didn't say that!"
"You said it!" Adrian patted the table.
"You don't have to eat my breakfast anymore after you talk!" Dor. Mo, unreasonable, made a big move.
The unprincipled little fart moved the chair childishly to sit next to Mo Mengchen, accusing Medela and saying, "Amier, Dr. Mo doesn't mean that, you can't slander your boss like this!"
Medela was about to cry without tears. Why is the virtue of America's future small flowers?
"Everybody, this is today's breakfast, chicken omelet!"
Ephraim brought the plate up. From the appearance, it should look delicious.
Mo Mengchen and others took up the knife and fork and hesitated.
"Don't you want to try it?" Ephraim asked.
"Of course I think." Mo Mengchen gritted his teeth and decided to set an example. He picked up a knife and fork and placed a chicken egg roll on his plate.
He poured a glass of coke, and as long as the taste was not right, he poured a coke.
He cut a small piece and carefully put it into his mouth to chew.
He hates this eating habit.
Mo Mengchen was relieved, this chicken and egg omelet is not unpleasant, it is an acceptable category.
He lifted his eyebrows as if it were an alarm that had been lifted. Adrian and Medela quickly put the chicken and egg rolls on their plates, lest Ephraim could see the panic in her heart.
"how about it?"
Ephraim asked.
Remember, you must never tell the truth.
"good to eat."
"better."
Adrian couldn't speak without conscience, so he followed Mo Mengchen and Medela and said, "They are all right!"
Ephraim folded his hands together and said, "It seems that Ephraim's breakfast day can be increased to two days!"
"Poof~~!"
"Unbelievable!" Medela shouted.
Ephraim asked doubtfully: "Why?"
"Because..." Medela noticed Mo Menchen's expression that she would devour at any time.
A clever assistant can always leave the most difficult job to the boss, which proves that his boss is really talented.
"The boss definitely knows why it is impossible." After throwing the bomb out, Ephraim picked up the plate and said, "I have some documents that I haven't read yet. You eat them first, and I go back..."
see you tomorrow.
Adrian is now learning and selling: "Ah, I also remember that I haven't finished my homework. Sister, I'm going to do my homework, this breakfast will be..."
"Cough..." How could Mo Mengchen let these two guys throw themselves away in the same way?
Thinking about his craftsmanship, Adrian stopped decisively and said freely: "What is the homework? If you don't write, you won't write, sister, I like the chicken omelet you make."
"Really? Then I will make it for you every day."
The hearty smile was frozen, and Adrian's expression became more and more ugly.
"It's too hard to make breakfast. Let me do this kind of rough work in the future."
Mo Mengchen freed Adrian to let him know who was the master.
Everyone is so abnormal on Ephraim’s breakfast day, as a party, of course it is impossible for Ephraim to feel nothing, but whenever another voice appears, she will remind herself in her heart-don’t think about it , What you make is really delicious.
"No, Ephraim still has to keep it for breakfast!"
Ephraim's insistence on cooking was frustrating.
Adrian sighed in the sky, and the ghost knew how much emotion an 11-year-old boy came from.
"Doctor Mo, does your sister's cooking save?"
Adrian asked in a low voice.
"Do you want to listen to the truth?" Mo Mengchen asked ~EbookFREE.me~ The little fart boy nodded again and again. He really wanted to know when this kind of life could end. He hoped that his efforts would be rewarded.
As for Mo Mengchen's observation, he can easily draw this conclusion. Because the object is Falian, the observation time is a little longer. After two years, he can't be sure anymore.
"Not saved, you admit your fate." Mo Mengchen gently stroked Adrian's head.
Adrian found that Mo Mengchen was smiling happily, and he hoped this was a sad smile.
But he couldn't see the sadness on Mo Mengchen's face, so he decided to disclose one thing, which he believed would make Mo Mengchen sad.
"Dr. Mo."
"what's up?"
"I didn't wash my hair last night."
"Uh..." Mo Mengchen beam pulled his hand back, and suddenly heard Adrian say, "I didn't wash my hair the day before yesterday..."