MTL - Let Me Ruffle Your Fur a Little-Chapter 19 baby stone

Some customers who came to the store saw such a handsome and handsome boy sitting at the door, and thought he was the waiter of the restaurant, so they took the initiative to say hello to Mu Muer when they came in.

Many people came up to chat with him, they had nothing to say but they found something to talk about, and asked him what recommended dishes were on today's menu.

Mu Muer doesn't know how to speak at all, let alone what's on the menu every day, but he is not afraid, just blinks his round eyes and looks at the people coming and going, no matter what others say, he nods, sitting on his own stone Do not move.

He has been sitting on the big rock, like a door god, guarding his baby motionlessly.

Several little girls came here especially for the name. In order to admire the handsome shop owner, they saw Mu Mu'er and decisively stepped forward to strike up a conversation: "Little brother, the three of us."

Mu Muer slowly raised her head, and repeated the only word she understood: "Taste..."

One of the girls saw the sign by the door saying "Please take a seat yourself", she leaned over to her companion with some disappointment and said, "Just go in and find a seat by yourself."

The three of them went in, and the girl who walked at the back took two steps and turned back unwillingly, and asked Mu Muer quietly: "Hey, little brother, why didn't your shop boss see you? He must be here today, right?"

Mu Muer saw that her eyes were shining, and she hid a little back. In fact, she was just thinking about whether her stone was in danger, and she was slow to react to answer her, and asked hesitantly, "...who?"

His slow answer amused the little girl, she blushed a little, and whispered: "Little brother, you are so funny."

Her companion heard their conversation, walked out two steps and then came back, dragged her away, laughed and called her a nympho.

The customers outside saw that the store was full, so no one came in, and the benches at the entrance of the store were filled with people waiting for a seat after a while.

Mu Muer sat for a while, and gradually began to get scared. Surrounded by strangers and the environment was a bit noisy, he subconsciously wanted to find the only Bai Yao he was familiar with. But he was thinking about his rock again, sitting on it with his lower half, his upper body leaning towards the kitchen.

And Bai Yao didn't know Mu Muer's inner struggle in the kitchen, and prepared the dishes without raising his head. There are seven stoves in the kitchen, and at the busiest time, almost all of them are lit. Even if he is experienced, he is a little rushed.

When Bai Yao went out to serve food, he saw Mu Mu'er sitting on the rock intact, and chuckled lightly.

The little sea otter likes to hide things under his buttocks. If the stone is a little smaller, he is not allowed to sit directly on the ground, and he is easily regarded as a little watchdog.

Seeing that Mu Muer was fine, Bai Yao didn't go there and went back to the kitchen to cook.

"Woo~" Mu Mu'er watched Bai Yao glance in her direction, but didn't come over, and groaned a little aggrieved.

When the restaurant closed at eight o'clock, Bai Yao locked the door, and before he had time to tidy up, he started preparing dinner for himself and Mu Muer. He explained to himself that it was because he was hungry too, and definitely not because he was afraid that Mu Muer would be hungry.

For dinner, Bai Yao made fried rice with seafood and egg curry. This is one of the most popular dishes in the restaurant. When the restaurant first opened, Bai Yao thought about whether to make it a signature dish.

Children especially like to eat it, the taste is rich but not too heavy.

Shrimp, scallops, octopus, mussels and squid sticks are added to the pot with a little cold oil, and after three minutes of stir-fry, add steamed white rice, fried eggs and curry sauce to the pot, stir-fry evenly, and finally out of the pot Sprinkle a handful of chopped green onion when it's time, it's delicious.

Bai Yao's curry paste is all made by himself, which is much tastier than the curry powder and curry cubes sold in shops outside, and there are no messy additives and preservatives.

There are three kinds of curry pastes in the cabinet: non-spicy, slightly spicy, and medium-spicy. They are usually used according to the taste of customers. He himself likes to eat the slightly spicy one, which is slightly more fragrant.

Considering that he was going to cook for Mu Muer today, and Bai Yao guessed that he didn't eat spicy food, he used the bottle of curry sauce without chili.

The fried rice was put on the plate, Bai Yao shouted outside that it was time to eat, but unexpectedly there was no response. He originally thought that the boy would jump over like a rabbit seeing corn, but after waiting for a long time, no one showed up.

Bai Yao pushed open the kitchen door and looked around the restaurant before seeing Mu Mu'er. He was bending down to hold his big rock, and he was trying to push it behind a pot of sunflowers in a corner.

His strength in human form was much stronger, and he could barely move the rock, but it still seemed a little difficult.

"What's wrong?" Bai Yao was puzzled.

Mu Mu'er was too busy, so she didn't turn her head, she just muttered something in a low voice, and it was only when Bai Yao got close to him that she heard what he was saying.

"Can't... let it go." Mu Muer's voice revealed a little imperceptible anxiety, "It's broken."

Bai Yao pondered hard to understand what he meant. He was afraid that the customers who came to the store would accidentally bump the rice bowl he used to eat. They all turned into human beings, like little sea otters.

"Pfft." Bai Yao couldn't help laughing.

The space behind Sanweikui is not big enough, Mu Muer stuffed it for a long time and found that she couldn't fit it in at all, so she turned around and continued to look for a hiding place for her stone.

He walked around the restaurant with a big stone in his arms, and suddenly found that there was a small bathroom at the right rear of the restaurant, which was specially prepared for guests. It was a little hidden, and he had to turn a corner to see it.

He chose there decisively, and after putting the stone on the ground, he patted it, a bit like a mother who settled the child and stuffed it into the bed, only missing a goodnight kiss.

This is the door of the toilet, grandpa.

Bai Yao was overjoyed by him, but he didn't dare to laugh too loudly, he was about to stifle internal injuries, and followed him slowly to watch him busy.

"Is it safe here?" he asked behind the boy.

"Yes." Mu Muer nodded solemnly, "It's safe."

Bai Yao asked him again: "It's safe, shall we go have dinner?"

As soon as she heard the meal, Mu Muer bloomed flowers visible to the naked eye, and without Bai Yao telling him, she ran over and sat down at the dining table.

In fact, Bai Yao wanted to take the dinner upstairs to his own home, but seeing that Mu Muer had already sat down impatiently, he didn't ask him to go upstairs.

He brought two plates of fried rice to the table, and pushed the one with the little yellow duck printed on it in front of Mu Muer: "Eat it quickly, it will be cold in a while."

But he soon discovered that Mu Muer was not very good at holding chopsticks, and the way she held them was fairly correct, but she couldn't pick up things no matter what. Bai Yao almost ate half of it, and before he could take a mouthful of rice, he frowned tightly in anxiety, and made a small sound like "woo woo".

"Can't use chopsticks?" Bai Yao asked him softly, seeing Mu Mu'er nodded, he got up and turned to the other side of the table, standing behind the boy, intending to teach him.

His hands are very wide, able to completely wrap Mu Muer's hands. Bai Yao patiently and slowly explained how to hold the two chopsticks with the thumb and index finger, and how to use the **** to help the chopsticks open and close. speak slower.

But after he talked for a long time, he realized that the boy was not listening carefully at all, but stared straight at the plate of fried rice in front of him, and swallowed loudly.

The purpose of learning to use chopsticks is to eat, but Mu Muer doesn't want to learn how to use chopsticks, he just wants to eat.

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