Food saved the world.
Issou asked, "Are you both applying for the job?"
"Yes." Wanda nodded.
She and Pietro were a pair of twin mutants.
Ever since their adoptive parents passed away,
After their identity as mutants was exposed,
They wandered all the way to New York.
While wandering, Wanda and Pietro were once recruited by the Mutant Brotherhood led by Magneto. However, they hesitated and refused.
Fortunately, he rejected them. Otherwise, why would they come here and be attracted to "My Chinese Restaurant" by the aroma of the food?
She said,
"We saw your job posting online, so we decided to come and try.
We're not late, right? "
When Wanda said this,
She was so guilty that she didn't dare to look Issou in the eye because they didn't see the news on the Internet.
Pietro saw it on the recruitment materials compiled by Clarice when he ran into Issou's kitchen to steal a bite.
Although as long as they didn't say anything,
Issou wouldn't know about it. But even so, Pietro and the others couldn't hide their guilty conscience when they saw her.
Because in her clear black and white eyes,
They were so clean that no deceit could hide.
Issou didn't know what Wanda and the others were thinking, and he didn't doubt their words.
He nodded and said, "You're not late.
Our Chinese Restaurant is still short of two waiters. "
For the twins Wanda and Pietro,
Issou wasn't dissatisfied with anything.
Apart from the fact that he knew they were superheroes,
It was also because the eyes of the two siblings were very clean, and there was a hint of childishness in them. They didn't look like bad people.
But considering what the two waiters had done before, Issou said, "Let me make it clear in advance, if I hire you, I won't force you to work here for the rest of your lives. You can resign, but you must give a month's notice."
Wanda's eyes lit up. "Do you mean you want to recruit us?"
Issou smiled. "If you agree, then I can get rid of the 'if' I just said."
"We agree." This time, Pietro's reaction was as quick as Wanda's. The siblings had never thought that things would develop so smoothly. Immediately, the two of them couldn't hold back the expression on their faces and laughed together.
#
Wanda and Pietro did not expect the siblings to be accepted by Issou so easily. While they were excited, they felt that they had to work hard to live up to Issou's trust.
However, Pietro, who worked too hard, almost exposed his identity as a mutant.
Issou, who already knew that they were all mutants, was speechless.
For Quicksilver, who has supersonic speed, as long as he wants to, not to mention Izu accidentally knocking something over in front of him, even if it's farther away, he has a way to catch it before it falls to the ground.
But he forgot that he was just an ordinary person in front of Issou, Pietro Maksimov, not the mutant Quicksilver. So when he was five meters away from Issou, he successfully caught the bowl and chopsticks that were about to fall to the ground. His expression froze a little.
Uh.
Wait a minute.
Am I going to expose my identity as a mutant on the first day of work?
With this in mind, Pietro's brain worked quickly, trying to think of a way to fool Issou.
Issou: "…"
Then hurry up and think of something.
Originally, Issou wanted to smooth things over, but after noticing Pietro's expression, she swallowed back the words she wanted to say and planned to wait for him to finish.
Really, if Issou knew how Pietro was going to smooth things over, she would definitely strike first.
However, there were no ifs.
Pietro racked his brain and finally came up with an excuse that could fool Issou: "Haha, fortunately, I'm right next to you, otherwise these bowls and chopsticks would have fallen."
Issou: "…"
Bro.
Do you think I'm a fool?
Hearing Pietro's words, the corners of Issou's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Could it be that in his eyes, she was actually blind?
However, when she saw Pietro's eyes filled with anxiety and nervousness, Issou could only silently assume the role of a fool: "Haha, that's right, it's all thanks to you."
Seeing that Issou was so easily fooled, Pietro breathed a sigh of relief and felt that such a naive and gullible girl was rare.
Seeing the naive and gullible Pietro's heartfelt words written all over his face, the fake fool Issou: "…"
So tired.
What made Issou even more tired was that after the incident, Pietro also mentioned this matter to Wanda, and there were three meanings in his words —
How fast he reacted on the spot.
What a great reason to boast about herself.
How easy it was to fool her boss.
Of course, this was not the point. The point was —
Wanda was done for! All! Of! Of! Of!
Issou, who tried to pretend that he didn't know that they were all mutants: "…"
Very well.
It seemed that in the short term, she would be the fool in the eyes of the twins.
#
The fool herself (Issou: … Go away! Go away!) At this moment, she was preparing their dinner in the kitchen. She poured the pork rib sauce on the pot of rice. The sizzling sound was heard, and a tempting aroma rolled up. Wang Da and the others, who were crowded at the door, were so hungry that their stomachs started to growl.
They asked, "Issou, when can we eat?"
Hearing this, Issou glanced at the time. After the fire was turned off, the rice pot still needed to be simmered for a few minutes. Now was just the right time. "Okay, we can eat now."
When they heard Issou's words, Pietro and the others immediately cheered. They all stepped forward to grab their own casserole and eagerly sat down at the table.
As soon as the lid of the casserole was removed, the overflowing aroma was irresistible. Wanda leaned forward and took a whiff. She couldn't help but exclaim, "It smells so good!"
Although this was not the first time Clarice had eaten Issou's cooking, she felt that she was always amazed by her culinary skills. She looked at the delicious rice pot and couldn't help but say, "Issou, you Chinese people really know how to eat."
"It's China on the tip of the tongue." Issou smiled. He knew that although Clarice looked a little Asian, she was indeed an authentic American. "Just this casserole alone is enough for you to eat for a month without having to repeat it."
As she spoke, she casually listed out a series of casserole dishes, such as preserved flavor casserole, mushroom chicken casserole, beef casserole with oyster sauce, pepper diced chicken casserole, and so on. "If you want to eat it in the future, I'll make it for you."
As the boss, Issou would never mistreat her employees in this regard.
Hearing this, Clarice and the others couldn't help but cheer, especially Wanda and Pietro. They thought that it was already good enough that the staff's meals were delicious. They didn't expect there to be so many different kinds of delicious dishes.
When Wanda and Pietro both ate their first mouthful of casserole rice, they were really glad that they weren't tricked into joining the Mutant Brotherhood by Magneto. Otherwise, how would they have the opportunity to be waitresses in Issou's Chinese restaurant? They would even be able to eat such delicious casserole rice.
After taking a bite of the tender and chewy pork ribs, the fragrance of the stir-fried pork and the black bean sauce instantly filled the mouth. The fragrance of the rice soaked in the sauce and oil formed a unique rice aroma. When chewing in the mouth, the texture was just right, and the fragrance lingered in the mouth.
The most amazing thing was the layer of golden rice crust at the bottom of the casserole. It was fragrant and crispy in the mouth, and it left a lasting aftertaste.
Wanda and Pietro were completely conquered by this pot of black bean and pork ribs casserole rice. The siblings wanted to bury their faces in it. When the hot and fragrant casserole rice entered their stomachs, everyone felt warm all over.
On such a cold winter night, to be able to eat such a delicious pot of Black Bean Pork Ribs Steamed Rice made one's heart and stomach warm to the extreme.
Issou glanced at Wanda and Pietro. The siblings were obviously still in a daze from the world of food. She couldn't help but ask Clarice with a smile, "Do you think they heard what I said just now?"
Hearing Issou's question, Clarice shook her head and said with certainty, "Definitely not."
Seeing Issou looking at her curiously, she shrugged helplessly. "I can't help it. After I ate the food you cooked for the first time, I was also fully focused on enjoying the food."
It was so delicious that she couldn't be distracted, okay?
In fact, Clarice was right. When the door was closed, Wanda and Pietro heard Issou and Clarice talking about tomorrow's holiday. They were dumbfounded. "Tomorrow's holiday?!"
"Yeah, didn't I tell you when we were eating?" Issou looked at them with a smile. "You just started work and you're already on holiday. Aren't you surprised?"
Although making money was important, Issou didn't plan to work seven days a week. There was always time to rest. Therefore, one of the benefits of "My Chinese Restaurant" was that there was a holiday every week.
Wanda and Pietro: "…"
Not surprised at all!
Because a holiday meant no staff meals!
Just thinking about it made them feel like they were struck by lightning!
Wanda and Pietro looked like they had nothing to live for. "Why is there a holiday in this world?!"
Dwight had only worked for Hannibal for a few months, but he felt that he had learned a lot. As the saying goes, listening to a wise man is better than studying for ten years.
And something happened a few days ago that made Dwight completely conquered by Hannibal's charisma.
When he was on a business trip with Hannibal, they happened to run into the police hunting for criminals. In order to rescue the little girl who was kidnapped, Hannibal took the risk alone and successfully rescued the hostage. In the end, he also succeeded in being gloriously injured.
Therefore, when Hannibal decided to leave the hospital, Dwight, who had turned into a fanboy, recommended himself to be his personal assistant for a while. After all, Hannibal's leg was injured, and it would be difficult for him to move around freely. Unsurprisingly, he was rejected.
Dwight was not disappointed, nor did he give up. On the way home, he secretly planned to recommend himself to his boss again. However, before he could say anything, when the car was about to reach Hannibal's residence, he saw the back of a woman in front of him.
Dwight was not a frequent visitor to Hannibal's house, but he remembered very clearly that from the first time he came to Hannibal's house to get the documents until two weeks ago, the only house in this community next to Hannibal's house was unoccupied.
"Dr. Lecter, did a new resident move into the house next to yours?" Dwight asked curiously as he drove. As far as he knew, Hannibal was currently single and did not have any relatives. Therefore, if a stranger was traveling with them, the most likely possibility was that it was a new resident who had just moved in.
Hearing Dwight's words, Hannibal, who was sitting in the back seat, remembered that he had heard that the owner of the house next door was interested in renting out, but he did not expect the other party to find a tenant so quickly.
With this thought in mind, Hannibal looked up directly and saw the black-haired girl who happened to notice the car behind her and turned around.
#
On the first day Issou moved in, she learned from the old landlord that her neighbor was on a business trip and would not be back for about a week.
Issou was curious about why Mr. Lecter, who should have been back long ago, was still missing for almost two weeks. It was not until now that she saw him that she realized what was going on.
"Hey, are you the new neighbor who just moved in?"
Seeing the brown-haired young man take the initiative to greet her, Issou nodded graciously. "Yes, hello, my name is Issou."
As she spoke, she glanced at them, and when her gaze passed by Hannibal, it stayed on his face for a few seconds.
It couldn't be helped, this young man was very good-looking.
Hannibal's appearance was very outstanding. Although his cheeks were a little pale and thin, it did not diminish his handsomeness. Instead, there was a hint of vulnerability that softened one's heart.
And he also had a pair of very charming blue eyes. Even if he did not speak, one could feel his friendliness. It could be said that he had a face that all girls would find pleasing.
However …
After admiring Hannibal's looks, the smart Issou suddenly realized that the person in the wheelchair was Hannibal, and Dwight was the one who sent him back, so —
The black-haired girl looked at Hannibal. "Are you the Mr. Lecter that Old Stan mentioned?"
Hearing Issou's words, Hannibal looked up at her and noticed her pair of pure black eyes. He smiled and nodded at her.
Wow.
It's really him?
Seeing this, Issou could not help but look at Hannibal again. According to Old Stan's introduction, she thought her neighbor was a mature uncle, but now it seemed that he was a young and promising man?
When she thought about Hannibal's age — he looked no more than twenty-five years old — and then thought about his profession — psychiatrist and professor, as a poor student, Issou inexplicably wanted to kneel down.
While Issou was thinking, she heard the brown-haired young man speak. "Hello, my name is Dwight Parsons. I'm Dr. Lecter's assistant."
Then, to prevent Issou from misunderstanding, he explained, "Dr. Lecter's throat is injured, so he can't speak for the time being."
Hearing Dwight's words, Issou nodded. When she saw Hannibal in a wheelchair, she thought he had accidentally injured his foot, but now it seemed that it was not that simple.
With that in mind, Issou asked. Although before today, they were strangers who had never met, after today, they were close neighbors.
As Hannibal's fan, Dwight was not stingy with sharing his idol's glorious deeds with others. Therefore, Issou only asked casually and learned the reason for Hannibal's injury from Dwight.
"Wow." After hearing Dwight's words, Issou's eyes widened slightly. "Mr. Lecter, there aren't many good-looking and kind people like you nowadays."
If Izzo's previous admiration for Hannibal was that of a slacker towards a genius and a little bit of fondness towards that face of his, then now she couldn't help but respect him.
Hearing Issou's straightforward and sincere praise, regardless of how Hannibal would react, Dwight felt that her praise was too realistic.
That's right.
Dr. Lecter was that great!
He was so good-looking and kind, and he did not accept any rebuttals!
#
Because the weather was not suitable for a long conversation outside, and both Issou, who had been busy all day, and Hannibal, who had just gotten off the plane, needed rest the most, so the two parties went back to their own homes after getting to know each other.
Issou, who had just returned home, immediately ran to take a comfortable hot shower. After coming out of the bathroom, she threw herself on the bed and did not want to move anymore.
Although it was her mother who encouraged her to open a Chinese restaurant in New York, since she was already here, Issou did not plan to deal with it carelessly. Besides —
Her mother had retired, and she still had to take care of her for forty-two years.
She had to make sure that she did not have to starve for forty-one years.
Therefore, Issou, who suddenly felt a weight on her shoulders, turned the pressure into motivation. Although it was not easy to open a Chinese restaurant, and it was even more difficult to be both the owner and the head chef, but …
Don't be a coward!
She just had to do it!
The day before the restaurant opened, Yi Su was still full of vigor and vigor. After a busy day in the Chinese restaurant, she suddenly became listless. She knew that it definitely wasn't easy, but …
She did not expect it to be so tiring.
When Issou closed her eyes, she was still thinking about recruiting the two waiters as soon as possible. When she opened her eyes again, it was already the next day.
Issou, who was full of sleep, was full of energy. Seeing that it was still early, she did not go to the Chinese restaurant directly. Instead, she washed up and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
After taking out the chicken breast, Issou washed it, added some salt, and put it into the pot to cook. Then, she began to wash the rice and make porridge. Since she counted her neighbor, Mr. Lecter, she prepared enough rice for two people when she measured the rice.
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