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Ever since Quan Zhilong became an artist,
In order to manage his image, he had never tried to squat by the street and drink and smoke,
Qiu Suge, on the other hand, felt like she had returned to the time when she was in Hong Kong,
The days of being in the back alley with a bunch of kitchen guys were over. One felt that it was quite interesting,
The other felt a little nostalgic, but they couldn't help but drink a few more bottles of wine.
Because of the light pollution, there weren't many stars in the night sky of Seoul,
There were only a few sporadic flashes,
It was even possible that they were just the lights of tall buildings or satellites.
It was already autumn,
The leaves were beginning to wither,
Because the wind would blow, they would fall and roll on the ground,
They were even trampled by passers-by,
Crackling sounds could be heard.
Qiu Suge and Quan Zhilong were squatting at the entrance of the restaurant, smoking and drinking,
They were also admiring the bleak autumn night. There was no cold wind,
There was no boundless autumn moon,
It was really a little lonely!
Quan Zhilong just looked at Qiu Suge's side profile,
He watched her drink the beer one mouthful after another,
Occasionally, some wine would flow out from the corner of her mouth,
But there was a hint of charm,
As he watched..,
He was actually a little fascinated. He couldn't help but move closer to her, and his hand was restless as he wanted to hold her hand.
However, before his restless hand could succeed, Qiu Suge sneezed loudly. She decisively cowered and shrank back!
To be honest, the autumn night in Seoul was still a little cold. Because the kitchen was in full swing, Qiu Suge had been wearing a short-sleeved shirt the whole time. It was only because the program broadcast that he couldn't reveal his tattoos, so the tattoos on his left arm and wrist were covered with sleeves and wristguards.
In the end, when the cold wind blew, Qiu Suge, who was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, couldn't help but sneeze loudly. She touched the goosebumps on her arms because of the cold wind. She couldn't drink anymore cold beer. Well, looking at the beer cans on the ground, she had drunk quite a lot.
Quan Zhilong, who had always been careful, naturally noticed that Qiu Suge was shivering from the cold (She wasn't shivering, she was just touching goosebumps!), He hurriedly took off his jacket and put it on her. He even said earnestly, "Why don't you wear an extra jacket? What if you catch a cold?"
Clearly, a certain someone had a jinxed physique. As soon as he finished speaking, Qiusuge sneezed loudly again. Well, she wouldn't admit that she had caught a cold. It must be that the perfume on someone's jacket was too strong, and her nose wasn't used to it, so she sneezed!
Hmm … You wouldn't sneeze even if you were attacked by a bunch of chili, but a little perfume could make you sneeze. Don't you feel guilty when you say that? Even if you want to pass the buck, you shouldn't do it this way! At this moment, Qiu Suge also started to feel a little dizzy, but he still firmly expressed that it must be because he hadn't done such a large amount of work in a long time.
Quan Zhilong looked at Qiu Suge worriedly. You must not fall sick, otherwise what am I going to do tomorrow?
Hey … is it really okay for you to be worried about this? If you continue like this, you'll be destined to be alone for the rest of your life, right?
But seeing that Qiu Suge's sneezing wouldn't stop, Quan Zhilong still frowned and got up to walk into the kitchen. He took out a small pot, a bottle of cola, and a few pieces of ginger. He was actually preparing to cook a bowl of ginger cola.
After he washed the ginger under the tap, he began to clumsily peel it, then slice it, almost cutting his own hand. Then he poured the cola into the small pot, and threw in the ginger slices while he was at it.
Just like that, he really succeeded in making a bowl of ginger cola. Wow, this was the second thing he successfully made after the seaweed egg soup, right? He could finally get rid of the symbol of a kitchen killer, right?
Quan Zhilong poured the freshly brewed ginger cola into his mug and smiled proudly. He was really awesome. After so many years, he was able to make ginger cola based on a bowl of ginger cola that his ex-girlfriend had made for him. He was really amazing! Who was that ex-girlfriend?
Qiu Suge thought, Aha, I'm so sorry, the ex-girlfriend who made the ginger cola was me! But she leaned against the kitchen door and looked at Quan Zhilong making the ginger cola in a flurry. Her mood was still a bit unclear.
Why did she remember that in the past, she also clumsily made ginger cola for him to drink. What happened after that? Ah, after that, she seemed to have given the bottle of cola to the company's junior (female) who caught a cold. Ai, that's right, he was such a warm man. Who knows how many people were touched by him, how could she be special?
Thinking of this, Qiu Suge reflexively retracted the touched feeling in her heart. But she didn't know that Quan Zhilong gave the bottle of cola away because he disliked the taste of ginger cola. Moreover, Qiu Suge made too much for her to finish, so she gave it to someone else who caught a cold. She didn't even remember if she gave it to a man or a woman.
Quan Zhilong was still proud that he didn't burn the ginger cola and didn't notice the change in Qiu Suge's mood. Seeing her looking at him, he couldn't help but straighten his body, "Qiu Tangtang, quickly drink this ginger cola to prevent catching a cold."
Qiu Suge didn't want to reject his good intentions. Moreover, she felt a bit cold and felt that drinking a cup of warm ginger cola with a bit of spiciness to warm her body and drive away the cold was also not bad. Thus, she took the cup and drank it.
Quan Zhilong looked expectantly at Qiu Suge drinking the ginger cola he made, "How is it, oppa's cooking isn't bad right?"
Glancing at Quan Zhilong, Qiu Suge drank the rest of the cola in one gulp and put the cup on the counter, "I'm going home!" I'm not going to comment on whether his cooking is good or not. I won't admit that it's good. I'm a Pepsi fan! I really can't get along with a Pepsi fan like you!
Quan Zhilong looked at Qiu Suge and pouted unhappily. Didn't he say that he would be so touched that his heart melted and give her a big hug and kiss? Ai, did he think too much? But he couldn't help but stare at the cola can. It must be your fault! Who asked you to wear red clothes!
The red cola can on the counter expressed that it was innocent! If you're smart, you can find the one wearing blue clothes. Why are you blaming me!
Just like that, the first day of business that was a little turbulent but didn't have a big impact passed. On the second and third day, the business was even better because of the returning customers and the fans or foodies who knew about this shop through the internet. This made Quan Zhilong and Qiu Suge extremely tired. They even closed the shop early because they ran out of ingredients.
This can't go on, the two of them will be exhausted!
Under the PD's silent reminder, Quan Zhilong looked at his dear teammates. They seem to be very relaxed recently?
Sun: Who's relaxed? I'm not, I'm not, I'm trying my best to make a baby with my dear!
Hey … But understanding that it's not easy for him to make a baby, Quan Zhilong felt that he should let him go and come back in two days!
Eh … How was that considered letting him off the hook?
Quan Zhilong expressed that he definitely didn't envy or hate him because he was intimate with sister-in-law Filin every day!
And Dacheng, who had just finished a few fan meetings in Japan and finally had a few days of rest, was forced to work by his unscrupulous captain to become a waiter at the "Chinese Meat Vegetable Rice" restaurant. Dacheng really wanted to raise his hands high and shout to the sky. Who can be more miserable than me!
Perhaps the big brother who was still in the closed-off production team should be glad that he had escaped a disaster?
Of course, in order to satisfy the fans' wishes to take photos with Big Bang, Quan Zhilong specially prepared five humanoid signs and placed them at the door. This way, they wouldn't have to pester him to take photos with them anymore, right?
Do you think that the fans would choose to take photos with the humanoid signs when you're a living person? You can be considered to be innocent, right?
However, because they were recording a show, Big Bang's fans still restrained themselves a lot. After all, they were old and could understand their oppa/younger brothers more! Therefore, humanoid signs were also fine. After all, other than being busy, they had their own signatures. It was better than nothing. May I ask if I can take them home after the show?
Hmm … Maybe it won't be enough to share?
In any case, with Dacheng, a waiter with a full score for his smile and friendliness, Quan Zhilong was much more relaxed. He didn't have to be in a hurry to order the dishes. Maybe he could even serve more customers? Hmm … Don't you think about whether Qiu Suge can handle such a heavy workload?
After making a few more servings of rice, Qiu Suge finally had some time to rest because the restaurant was full and couldn't serve new customers. She turned her wrist, which was beginning to ache. This old injury seemed to be relapsing? The injury on her hand was actually the biggest reason why she chose to open a cooking classroom instead of a restaurant.
Quan Zhilong entered the kitchen and saw Qiu Suge frowning as she turned her wrist, looking very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but feel nervous. "Qiu Tangtang, what's wrong with your hand? Are you scalded?" As he spoke, he went forward to grab her hand to check.
Qiu Suge habitually avoided Quan Zhilong's hand and hid her left hand behind her back. "I'm fine! It's just a little sore. I'll be fine after some rest! " She was really not used to letting others grab her hand. Although the scar on her arm had long been covered with a tattoo, the uneven scars left behind by the scar were still there. She didn't want others to know about this.
Seeing that his hand had missed because of Qiu Suge's dodge, Quan Zhilong's face stiffened for a moment. Then, he felt a little embarrassed. He helplessly touched the back of his head and rubbed his hair. "Are you tired? Why don't we close the restaurant early?"
"No need, no need. I'll be fine after some rest!" Qiu Suge quickly shook her head. "If we end early, it won't be good for the customers who came specially and queued for half a day. It's okay!"
Seeing Qiu Suge's stubborn look, Quan Zhilong could only sigh helplessly. "Do you need me to buy you some painkillers or something?"
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