Dragon and Phoenix
Chapter 16: Something

Well, even though his face was a little strange pale.

During this month, Cio San has cooked a wide variety of dishes. The opportunity to work as a chef like this is also used to learn to share the kinds of recipes that he had read in the book Liang-lopek. Sometimes Cio San creates his own recipes. And the thing is, it all tastes good.

they were always both. As in today. Lai Lai was entering a quiet hour, already past lunchtime. Entering the afternoon. Although quiet, but there are still about 10 to 15 people who eat there.

“San-ko (Kakak San), let's take a break first. Since lunchtime, you haven't rested for a while,” Mey Lan said.

“Wait a minute, Meymey. This I prepared first the ingredients for evening cooking,” replied Cio San with a smile.

In the back room, only Cio San's ears heard this. The entire voice of people chatting from the front room, was able to be heard. Praise for his cooking, scorn for others, problems at work, love problems between lovers, and various things that people indulge in when eating in the living room, he said, all can be heard from the kitchen where he works.

Now his ears are sharp and have been trained for years, hearing a voice. In a crowded time, he was able to distinguish the sounds. Now when Lai Lai was quiet, how easy it was to distinguish the sound. The voice that the owner had known for years. His face changed too. But no one could see, because he was wearing a snake skin mask.

“Meymey, wait a minute…. Something I forgot to do,” Cio San told Mey Lan. It was answered with a nod and a smile.

Cio San immediately went to the kitchen.

“Wah, have you finished lunch, A San? There are more guests. He asked for any food. What did you prepare the cooking for?” ask the waiter who received the guest in front. Now Cio San uses the name A San. A common name at the time.

Suddenly an idea appeared in the mind of Cio San. He will make a dish that must be liked by guests in front of it.

“I'll cook something special. You bring this jar of wine, so that he does not get tired of waiting.”

“Where did you know he ordered a jar of wine too?” ask the waiter.

“Ah, isn't this hour, people usually order wine?” answer Cio San.

“Betul too, what wine is best suited for an afternoon like this?”

“Arak Ciu Pek Hotel. It must be delicious,” he said with a smile.

The waiter serves wine, Cio San cooks. He cooks Ang Sio Bak. Because he knows, that's his favorite food ‘tamu’ in front.

Cio San returned to Mey Lan, who greeted him with questions, “There are more guests huh?”

“Iya, I domesticated Ang Sio Bak.”

“Because I know you must want to, so I leave a little.” Cio San smiled as he thrust out a plate containing Ang Sio Hot tub.

“Absolutely you think I'm a dinnerware woman?” His eyes were angry, but his lips were smiling.

"Haha.., don't want to eat already. Here. I'm the one who ate,” Goda Cio San.

“Who said I didn't want to. Here's the meat.” While saying so, the entire contents of the plate had Mey Lan spilled into her bowl.

Anyone who gathers women quite often, seems to know, that if women say ‘ do not want’, it could mean ‘mau’. Cio San although only this time close to women, a little already understand.

“Hey, leave a little for me,” said Cio San with a clear eye.

Mey Lan answered him by crossing her eyes and pulling out a tongue. Somehow there are some women who if they disfigure the look of her face, it makes them look more beautiful and adorable. Mey Lan was clearly in this group.

Cio San could only smile.

“A San, come here for a while,” sounds a call from the kitchen space.

“Just as I thought,” said Cio San inwardly, he rushed into the kitchen, saying ‘Wait a minute’ to Mey Lan which was answered with a smile.

“That, guests in front, love your cooking. He paid a lot, when given the change he even refused.” This time the cashier himself came into the kitchen.

“Then?” cio San asked with a smile.

"He asked to be introduced to the cook, so I called you. See him soon.”

“Good.”

When Cio San entered the living room, he already knew who the guest was. His voice, the smell of his body, now as soon as he saw the man, convinced him by his guess.

The man smiled and said,

“Good day..My name is Beng Liong, from Bu Tong-pay.”.