Chapter 6 The little thing I ate

The room was really cheap and there was no good product. Zhang Dong was woken up just after dawn.

The noise outside was not unusually loud. Many residents got up early, some got up to pick vegetables and fish to deliver them to the town. Vegetable vendors from counties and cities came to buy agricultural products. There were crowds of people everywhere, even more lively than at night. In addition to the continuous noise, there were also the chirping of poultry and even live pigs. When the truck engine sounded, there seemed to be bargaining and scolding, and there were all kinds of noises.

Zhang Dong buried his head in the pillow and hummed in a daze. He felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't get up. When the movement passed, it was already noon when he woke up again.

Zhang Dong's hair was swollen and sore all over, and he felt messy. I don't know if it was because of anger. He felt a dry pain in his nostrils, and his lips were a little cracked, which was extremely uncomfortable.

After putting on his clothes, Zhang Dong's gums were bleeding when he brushed his teeth. When he was washing his face, he looked at himself in the broken mirror and felt that he was a little suspicious of pretending to be decadent. He was only worried for one night, his eyes were covered with blood, and even his stubble grew a lot, just like he was ten years older.

Thinking of last night's erotic incident, Zhang Dong was both reminiscent and nervous, thinking: I wonder what would happen to what would be waiting for me today?

Is it possible to handle the alarm?

Oh shit!

If you really go to prison, you can pick up soap every day, and the chrysanthemums are ulcerated. Can you take advantage of your reputation and keep a low profile?

Lin Yàn didn't know what he would think. If there was a possibility of settlement privately, it would probably be a big talk. He would have to ask for a lot of money. He might even be beaten by Chen Dashan.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dong became more and more annoyed, but he thought to himself in confusion: What is Lin Yàn's hymen?

After washing up, Zhang Dong felt hungry. He was not willing to face these things at first, but he stretched his head and shook his head, and he still had to face it. After thinking about it, he still took a sip of cigarette and walked out of the room.

The corridor was very shaded, and at noon there were basically no guests in the hotel, so cold that you could hear the buzzing of flies flying.

Zhang Dong walked out with a tough bullet. When he arrived at the counter, he didn't even dare to raise his head, and he didn't know who he would see. Whether he met Lin Yàn or Lin Ling, he was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know how to explain what happened last night.

Brother, wake up!

Unexpectedly, what Zhang Dong saw was Chen Dashan. He had been staying up all night and was yawning, as if he couldn't lift his god.

Um.You haven't had a rest yet?

Looking at Chen Dashan, Zhang Dong was a little nervous, his palms were covered in cold sweat.

No, I'm busy today, I have to hold on for a day.

Chen Dashan yawned and said listlessly: By the way, brother, are you hungry?I'll call you for what you want to eat.

No, no!

Zhang Dong was a little panicked. Seeing that Chen Dashan seemed to be unaware of it, he asked tentatively: Why didn’t Ling'er come to help?

She had something to do, so she went out to collect money.Chen Dashan said with a smile, obviously a silly good person who cares nothing.

It seems that yesterday's incident has not been revealed yet.

Zhang Dong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but was even more confused, thinking: Did Lin Yàn say nothing to Chen Dashan?

If it were other women, Zhang Dong would think it was just a one-night stand, and people wouldn't care, but he did encounter that layer of hymen yesterday. Why don't Lin Yàn's attitude be so calm, right?

Just when Zhang Dong was confused, the phone rang. As soon as Chen Dashan answered, he nodded and replied, while looking at Zhang Dong apologetically.

Good business!Zhang Dong said nothing, and he was still confused and couldn't figure it out.

No, it's my wife.While taking money from the drawer, Chen Dashan smiled embarrassedly: Brother, please help me check the counter, and I have to play mahjong again, so the woman asked me to buy drinks.

You see the store, I'll go out for a meal and buy it.

Zhang Dong felt a little hungry, so he shook his head and walked out of the hotel.

Thank you brother!

Looking at Chen Dashan's gratitude, Zhang Dong thought to himself: Big brother, your mother!

Look at your appearance, to put it nicely, it is aging before you get old, and you are aging as a person as a few years old. When you are old and you still look like a zombie, Zhang Dong touched his belly and planned what to eat.

There is an advantage in this place in Guangdong. Herbal tea shops are everywhere. Zhang Dong found a small shop and bought a cup of swelling the sea to reduce the fire first.

While drinking the puffed sea, Zhang Dong held his cell phone and hesitated for a long time before sending a message to Lin Ling. As a result, the stone fell into the sea and there was no response at all.

After drinking the puffy sea, Zhang Dong couldn't help but send two more messages to Lin Ling, but there was still no reply. Zhang Dong then gave up his phone and smiled at himself as if he was really a shameful person. He stretched his head and shook his head, but there was no need to stretch his head forward so quickly and ask for a chop.

Zhang Dong is not familiar with the place and doesn’t know where to eat it. The closer one is, the restaurant is just that.

At this time of confusion, Zhang Dong was still greedy and walked towards the restaurant.

There were motorcycles and bicycles parked on both sides of the alley. When he approached, Zhang Dong took a breath. Although he had seen good business lineups, they were all well-decorated places. Basically, there were stools sitting at the door, but it was rare to have business as good as this.

The courtyard was densely packed with people, almost every table was full of people, some even stood with bowls against the wall and some even squatted on the ground and ate. There were people everywhere, and they could hardly hear what they were saying. It was surprising to see at first glance.

Hold!

Zhang Dong couldn't help but curse. The emperor's business is not so hot. Yesterday it was afternoon. The business was very good. Now it's time to eat, so it's a bit terrifying.

Just as Zhang Dong was cursing in his heart, a figure rushed out in a hurry, holding the tray, and shouted in a hurry: Get out of the way, don’t get hot!No compensation if it is hot!

The young waitress's nose and pretty face were red and covered with sweat. I wonder if she was dizzy. Even Zhang Dong didn't notice it and walked quickly to the back of the store with a tray.

Zhang Dong immediately followed curiously.

There is a small river behind the restaurant. Although the scenery is not very beautiful, the water is full and clear.

There was a weedy open space by the river. The open space was densely filled with people, with short stools, and there was not even a table for eating. At this time, someone had already started eating, and some were watching the next to him while swallowing.

Too exaggerated!Zhang Dong followed him and was stunned.

At this time, the young waitress put down the tray and shouted: Three portions of pork feet rice, three portions of chicken fried rice!Whoever wants to get the change, can’t find the big money!

I want!

A bunch of people walked over to take away the meal, and there were sixty yuan on the pallet, which seemed to be the same.

The young waitress turned around and was about to continue to be busy. When she saw Zhang Dong who had been following her, she immediately looked at him in surprise, and then smiled ambiguously: Brother Zhang is alone today?Where is Lin Ling, that follower?

I was hungry and wanted to find something to eat.Zhang Dong smiled awkwardly, smelling the scent of the rice, he felt even hungry.

No problem, come with me and find a good place for you to have a small kitchen!The young waitress smiled and raised her head proudly, as if she was very powerful.

Seeing this, Zhang Dong found it a little funny, but the young waitress looked really cute, so she followed.

Under the guidance of the young waitress, Zhang Dong walked around and walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen environment is not very good. The ground is dark and greasy, and you can smell strange smells everywhere. As soon as you walk in, you feel a kind of heat coming to your face.

Zhang Dong didn’t care. Which kitchen is not like this?

Besides, even if it is a few stars, the kitchen must be very dirty. The genius believes in the scary clean kitchen on TV.

Regarding eating, you can eat as long as you don’t go to see the kitchen. If you look at it, the people in the kitchen are busy with food and food, and the waiters are so busy that they are out of the ground. Therefore, when Zhang Dong walks in, no one has time to look at each other, but they are all busy making fun of the young waiter.

Hey, who is so proud of his face?We Xiao Chili should go on the battle myself.

Piece to go!Don’t you be afraid of eating and losing shit?

The young waitress was a little bit arrogant. As soon as she opened her mouth and glared, the young man next to her didn't dare to speak.

However, Zhang Dong also noticed that the eyes of several young men looking at the young waitress were also full of enthusiasm.

Although it is in the countryside, the young waitress just doesn't know how to dress up. She looks very seductive and attractive. She will be a beauty after dressing up a little.

After walking around the kitchen, there is a small second-floor staircase behind the restaurant. The staircase is made of old-fashioned wooden, small and steep, and it is a bit dangerous to walk.

The young waitress brought Zhang Dong here, pointed to the stairs, and said: Go up and wait.There are tables and chairs on it. I will help you with whatever you want to eat.

I haven't ordered the food yet.

Zhang Dong was a little dumbfounded and felt that it would be awkward to leave him alone here.

What dish to order!How many dishes are there?When the dish you ordered is served, you will starve to death.The young waiter stretched out his hand and said loudly: Take the money, just take whatever you eat according to the money.Don't worry, I won't bring it to you if you are not good.

Oh, OK.

Zhang Dong was a little amused and thought to himself: Is she afraid that I will starve to death here?

Zhang Dong took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it over, deliberately whispering: Thank you for your kindness.Lao Zhang, if I want to survive, I will never forget your great kindness.

He is still smooth at the age of age, smelly old man!

The young waitress glared at Zhang Dong fiercely, took the money and ran away like the wind.

Hello, what age!Explain it clearly to me!

Zhang Dong was immediately depressed, touched the stubble on his chin, and thought angrily: I just forgot to shave, how the hell is I getting old!

The old wooden stairs rattled, worrying that they would collapse at any time, but the wood should be very good and it was very strong when you walked up without a shaking feeling.

As soon as he looked out, before Zhang Dong could come up, a hoarse voice came: Who is Ah?

When I went upstairs, I saw that the so-called balcony was just a roof with miscellaneous items. If I had to say, I built a small pavilion for leisure and cool off with bamboo, and planted some flowers and plants around me, which looked unique. However, Zhang Dong also knew that this kind of bamboo pavilion was not built in the countryside for the sake of good looks, but it was just because it was cheap and durable.

Under the pavilion, there was a set of kung fu tea sets on a table, and the tea was still steaming. An old man in his sixties was sitting on a shaking Taishi chair. The old man was dry and thin, wearing a white vest, shorts, and old-fashioned flip-flops, just like an old farmer who had just returned from the field after working hard.

The old man's face was very strict. He hid here in this hot day and shook slowly with the banana fan, which seemed a bit comfortable and comfortable.

Old gentleman, you are... Zhang Dong asked politely, cursing the young waitress in his heart, why did anyone even call him over?

Oh, whose relatives and friends are they?The old man was not surprised, pointed to the stool next to him and said with a smile: It seems that he can't sit down again today.It's okay, this is the place where my old man is lazy. Eating here is much better than the one below.

Sorry, I'm disturbing you.

Zhang Dong sat down politely and looked left and right. The environment here was indeed much better than the one below, at least not that noisy.

Come on, have some tea.

The old man put down his fan, got up and soaked tea, and greeted him with a smile, but when he opened his mouth, Mandarin felt very awkward because his pronunciation was full of twists and there were almost no standard time.

Thanks.Zhang Dong was always polite, and looking at the old man's free and easy appearance, he couldn't help but think of his father.

The Chaoshan area likes to drink Kung Fu tea, and it is like being addicted. The severity is hard for outsiders to imagine. When you open your eyes, you just make tea without brushing your teeth. After eating, you make tea. Friends come over to make tea, and even drink a few sips of tea before going to bed.

A friend once joked that tea culture is everywhere in Chaoshan area. Even when you go there, the person who greets you will definitely make a cup of tea for you, saying: Brother, you drink some tea first, don’t worry, choose slowly.

If you are unfortunately arrested when you go to a prostitute, no one will pay attention to you when you are in the police station. People who want to smoke or eat may ignore you, but if you put on a tea set, you don’t have to be polite. You can go forward and soak yourself without anyone taking care of it. Even the police will come over to have a drink in your busy schedule.

Tea culture is an essence and has become a part of their lives.

On this hot day when people want to peel off the skin, the freshly brewed tea was steaming. The old man grabbed the calloused fingers and took a sip of the tea. He sighed deeply in an exaggerated manner, looking comfortable.

Perhaps because of his father's influence, Zhang Dong refused to accept tea. However, he used to drinking heavy-flavored tea such as black tea, which resulted in drinking Tieguanyin and Maojian. Later, he had no taste. Zhang Dong was not a delicate tea tasting person, and at most he liked this taste.

Old man, this single bun tastes good.

Zhang Dong carefully took a sip of tea. The tea was very hot and bitter in the mouth, but it was sweet immediately. Although the taste was rich, it was very refreshing when it was aftertaste.

Oh, I rarely see foreigners who know goods!The old man smiled and made a pot of tea like a show of his baby, and kept saying: The old man is reluctant to drink this tea, and this is all ordered by my daughter from the tea garden.Don’t think it’s an old man bragging. This tea is on the market and can’t be bought for less than a few thousand yuan per pound.The old man’s children and grandchildren are filial and blessed!Zhang Dong nodded. The taste of this tea is indeed worth the price.

Tea is popular in the south, but there are few markets in the north. A pound of ordinary Tieguanyin may be sold in the south for fifty yuan, but of the same quality, if the freight is less than ten yuan, it is sold in the northern region for two or three hundred yuan, or even five hundred yuan.

This is entirely due to sales. The south consumes a lot and can achieve small profits but quick turnover. In the north, tea is not a necessity for them, so sales are very bleak, and they can only rely on huge profits to maintain daily expenses and basic income.

Similarly, alcohol is cheap in the north, but very expensive in the south, which is also caused by living customs.

Speaking of tea, many people think of only those precious varieties, light green tea such as Tieguanyin and Maojian, or Pu'er, which has been popular in recent years.

But in fact, the main source of Kung Fu tea is not these, but locally produced single-group tea, an old tea with a rich taste, with a variety of names, such as Feng Huáng single-group, frozen-top single-group, and Wugang single-group. Zhang Dong didn't know how to distinguish their grades, but this tea is indeed a rare and good tea.

But drinking strong tea with an empty stomach is very uncomfortable. Zhang Dong is not that addicted to tea, and he has to buy a drink to send it back later. The time cannot be delayed for too long. So after a cup of tea was taken off, Zhang Dong looked at the stairs.

Time to go Ah?

Seeing that Zhang Dong's attitude was not very positive, the old man was a little disappointed.

Oh, no.

Zhang Dong turned his head and said a little apologetically: I am hungry and want to eat quickly. I still have to work hard in the afternoon after eating, so I don’t have much time.OK, you can tell me what you want to eat!

The old man laughed, took a sip of tea, and said: The business is good today, and I probably have to wait for a while if you want to eat. If you are anxious, I will ask someone to help you do it first.

How can I be embarrassed about this?Zhang Dong said politely.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties and wearing a chef's uniform ran up panting, raised a big fat fish in his hand excitedly, and said happily: Master, the wild fat head fish has arrived, this is the fattest today.

When he came up, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, as if he was surprised that Zhang Dong was here?

The old man didn't care, so he smiled at Zhang Dong and said cheerfully: Just wait here to eat.I want to try out the new dish today. You just happened to come and try the taste for me.

After saying this, the old man went downstairs with the middle-aged man and left a sentence: If you want to drink tea, make it yourself. Today you have a good time.

Zhang Dong was a little surprised. Before he could react, the two had already left.

Not long after, the young waitress leaned over and ran up. When she saw Zhang Dong, she said embarrassedly: Sorry, brother, I didn’t expect that the old man would come to the store at noon. You weren’t scolded by him, right?That old man is the boss here?Zhang Dong shook his head, and had a vague idea in his mind.

Well, the old man usually doesn’t come at noon now, but who knew he was in this interest today.The young waitress said depressedly: I thought there was no one upstairs, but I didn’t expect you to meet him. It’s true.

It doesn't matter, the old man is very easy to talk to.Zhang Dong waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

Then you sit down.

The young waitress looked around and returned the 100 yuan to Zhang Dong sneakily, and said in a low voice: The old man went to Weifang just now to speak, he wanted to make a few new dishes.You should put away the money quickly, and wait, it must be the old man who asked you to try the food. Anyway, it would be enough to eat, so you can save a little without spending money.

Hello……

Before Zhang Dong could speak with the money, the young waitress ran downstairs.

Zhang Dong held the money in his hand and felt inexplicably: That old man is really the owner of this restaurant?

It is rumored that he earns like a nouveau riche?

Why are you dressed so ragged?

Could it be that he also aligns with the local rich men in Shanxi and asks in a low-key manner to make a fortune?

No matter how confused he was, Zhang Dong was so hungry that his stomach was about to get cramps. He couldn't drink any tea that tasted good.

Just when Zhang Dong was puzzled, a person who looked like a small kitchen worker came up with a tray, and there was a dish on it.

Brother, this is what the old man said to you to taste.The chef looks fifteen or sixteen years old and speaks very politely.

Zhang Dong hurriedly thanked him.

When the man put the dishes on the table, Zhang Dong was stunned for a moment, because it was just a stew, the soup was milky white and looked very hot, but after only a while, where did the heat come from?

The color of this soup is really doubtful.

Boy, try it.

At this time, the old man walked up while wiping his hands with a towel, and couldn't hide his smug smile: I'm making two new dishes today. I've been thinking about it before and I haven't started it. Today I'm considered you'll have a good taste.

Good luck!

I’m just a guinea pig trying to get the benefits!

When Zhang Dong heard this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and thought to himself: If this meal wasn't for free, how could I have so much time to take care of you!

Well, OK.

Zhang Dong was depressed and was still very polite on the surface.

The soup is cabbage and fish soup. Although it seems simple, it still has some considerations if it is done well. At least those who cook must have a certain understanding of the ingredients.

Cabbage in the southern region is suitable for stir-frying, and it does have a crisp taste, but it is far inferior to the cabbage in Tianjin in terms of sweet taste. This dish uses cabbage from Tianjin, which can greatly enhance the fragrance of the soup.

The fish is white and it takes a lot of effort to get a knife. The first level to test the chef is the knife skills that are almost picky about the bones in the eggs.

It has to be said that this person has great knife skills. Although the fish meat cannot reach the level of being as thin as a cicada's wing, the extremely thick and even thickness cannot be found in any fault. It melts at the mouth, which has the tenderness and elasticity unique to the fish fibers.

Zhang Dong rarely tastes dishes so carefully, but he still can't hide his praise after taking a bite. He immediately gave a thumbs up and said: Old man is smart!The fish is very light, but it needs to be eaten carefully to taste it. Most people cannot enjoy this taste if they are not calm.

Yo, please recognize the goods!The old man was happy and took a small bowl and said earnestly: Try this soup. If you can drink it, the old man will be convinced.

Soup?It was not until the old man handed the soup bowl in front of him that Zhang Dong took a closer look.

A layer of light butter floated on the milky white soup, the color was crystal clear and shaved. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t tell it.

Garlic oil?

Goose oil?

Pig oil?

Several oily names appeared in Zhang Dong's mind, but he immediately shook his head and denied it. If it were that simple, what else could I taste?

Although he felt that it was boring to behave like this with the old man, Zhang Dong was still patient and sipped the soup with a small sip.

This soup is very strange. It does not have the unique deliciousness and faint fishy smell of fish. Instead, it is a bit spicy when you put it in. The first bite feels like a spicy northern soup with a spicy flower, and the second bite feels like a lot of defective ginger. It feels very refreshing no matter how you drink it.

Old man, is it Nan Jiang?Zhang Dong took a few sips of the soup before asking tentatively.

The layer of oil on the soup should be natural fat oil. This soup is an old soup that has been hung up for a long time. When it tastes, it must be poultry.

Nanjiang, also known as reed ginger, is still in use in Chaoshan and Southeast Asia, and is rarely seen in other places.

Zhang Dong was not sure whether he thought it was right, but he had indeed tasted this taste in his memory, and the source was also a friend from Chaozhou.

Hold!There are not many local people's tongues that are so smart!The old man was stunned. Unexpectedly, Zhang Dong, a foreigner, could even say the name of the ingredients.

Old man, I really have something to do.Zhang Dong looked at the time and said in a hurry: You can give me a bowl of rice, I have to go back quickly after eating.

After eating this dish, you will go back.

The old man asked someone to bring rice and whispered to the man.

Not long after, another dish also came on, and the appearance was not very good. A intestine was covered with fried food, and there was still a lot of oil on the plate. Even if it was poured with brine, it felt particularly greasy.

Chicken sausage?Zhang Dong asked looking at the thickness of the casing.

Can you tell it?

The old man was a little puzzled, staring at the almost transparent casing carefully, and then looked at Zhang Dong, his eyes full of loss.

Is it so thin and so thin?Zhang Dong said angrily.

At this time, the intestines were cut open.

To be honest, the appearance of this intestine is not very amazing, but when Zhang Dong picked it up and ate it, the special taste made his eyes lit up.

The casing on the outside is extremely crispy, but the meat inside is delicate and smooth. The taste of the inside is extremely different from the inside and outside makes people feel shocking in conflict.

The casing is indeed an ordinary chicken sausage. It is easy to be crispy when fried thinly. After Zhang Dong tasted a few pieces, although he still couldn't eat all the ingredients in it, he immediately found a problem and said: Mr., this dish feels very thoughtful, but the taste is too light, right?

Oh, light Ah...

The old man thought something and did not refute Zhang Dong's words.

Yes, except for the taste of the casings frying, the filling inside is too light.Zhang Dong nodded with certainty and said.

The old man did not shy away and immediately explained the way to make these two dishes.

The first dish is a simple local duck stew with a lot of oil. The southern ginger is a bit spicy after seasoning, which has the effect of removing dampness and removing cold. The fish is the thinnest sliced, and it almost throws it down as soon as the pot is opened, stirring evenly, and when served, it is basically cooked.

This dish seems to be thoughtful, but it is also a bit perfunctory. Although it tastes good, in the eyes of standard foodies, there is a very big dish that is mixed with meat. The fish meat cannot taste the taste of duck soup, and the soup is not as delicious as the fish meat, so it doesn't feel that it matches it at all. It's a bit reluctant to mix it together.

There is indeed this problem.

The old man frowned and looked at Zhang Dong and asked: What about this intestine?If it is too light, is there any way to improve it?

Old man, I am an amateur, don’t say that.

Zhang Dong did not dare to show off, so he waved his hand and said that he knew nothing but eating.

It doesn't matter, I'm just glad someone is asking for trouble.The old man laughed and picked up the pot to help Zhang Dong pour tea, while smiling: You pick it quickly. If you find any fault, I will treat you to this meal.

It doesn’t matter if you invite a guest or not. Who cares about a hundred or tens of dollars?

Zhang Dong didn't care about the money, but with the idea of ​​showing off, he summed up his thoughts and said slowly: Mr., the biggest problem with the second dish is that it is a bit too light.

Let's continue.The old man listened carefully.

In fact, this dish is very thoughtful. If it is an ordinary restaurant, it will not consider this complicated and troublesome approach, because it will take time. If the restaurant's business is slightly better, it will not consider this kind of dish that is troublesome to make.

The casing is indeed a chicken intestine. As the saying goes, a chicken intestine is small. It is very difficult to deal with it. If it is not done well when washing, almost the whole intestine is scrapped. With a little bit of gap, the intestine becomes a defective product, so many chicken killers are too lazy to make money.

The filling inside is simple, just fish meat and a little bit of green onion. The fish meat is easier to handle. After washing and cutting, scraping it horizontally with a knife surface, it is easy to scrape out a layer of fish meat. To put it bluntly, it is simply a simple processed meat foam, and the proportion of green onion is small enough. The small green onion in the south is not rinsed. Adding a little into it can hardly help to enhance the taste. After all, the fish still retains the fishy smell.

Your tongue is really effective.

The old man's eyes were straightened when he heard this, and he immediately gave a thumbs up to show his conviction.

Old man, I think this dish is actually good, but it is not suitable for sale in a restaurant.Zhang Dong said sincerely: I admit that this dish is very fragrant.People who like to eat can appreciate the fragrance, but if you want to eat or drink, the dish is really not very good. To put it bluntly, it really ruins the chef's efforts.

OK, listen to you!

The old man laughed, boiled water and made some tea, and said with a smile: Your tongue is good enough, and you can eat it in this way. The old man has been cooking dishes for his whole life, but he has never met a few people like you.

At this time, the sun was still strong. Zhang Dong remembered that he had something to do and didn't care about being hungry. He immediately took out a hundred yuan and put it on the table. He said sorry: Mr., I have something to leave first. Thank you for your hospitality today. This dish is really good.

This is a polite word. I didn’t eat much food and I haven’t eaten a bite of rice yet. However, the old man took the one hundred yuan with peace of mind. He shook it deliberately and said with a smile: I will accept this money first, and count your next meal.If you have time, come when the night is gone. There are not many people at that time, so I will give you a try on the special dishes here.

Old man, I'll leave first.Zhang Dong said politely and immediately turned around and went downstairs.

I come here to drink the old man's tea when I have time.The old man laughed and looked very happy.

There were still crowds of people downstairs, and there were diners coming to have lunch everywhere. Zhang Dong looked at the time. After more than an hour, he walked through the front yard and just wanted to buy things and go back to the hotel. By the way, he saw Lin Yàn's attitude.

Before leaving the door, he saw the young waitress squatting in the corner of the wall, curled up and trembling, as if crying. Zhang Dong hurriedly squatted down and asked with concern: Little sister, is it okay?

It's okay, it's just a smoky eye.

The young waitress was stunned for a moment, raised her head stubbornly and wiped her tears, making an indifferent tone, but her voice trembled faintly.

There is no skill to cheat people.Zhang Dong sighed, took out the paper from his pocket and handed it to the young waitress, teasing: Okay, it will be bad if you cry again. Please wipe it quickly. Uncle’s paper is very expensive, and most people don’t give it to you.

Who cares about old-fashioned people?

The young waitress, Li Hua, was so rainy that she gave Zhang Dong a fierce look, but she took the paper and asked with red eyes: Are you full?

Um.Is it okay?Zhang Dong asked with concern: It's okay, what can happen!

The young waitress stubbornly wiped her tears, then stood up, blew her nose and looked at Zhang Dong, pretending to be relaxed: OK, don’t pretend to be a good person.I saved money for meals today, isn’t it comfortable?I have to keep the money for dinner.

OK, what does my aunt say is good.Zhang Dong teased.

Looking at the young waitress's stubbornness, Zhang Dong felt very fond of her frankness.

Have you decided?

The young waitress was stunned for a moment. Zhang Dong promised to be so straightforward, which made her feel at a loss for a moment.

I'm sure!But why do you cry? I will tell me the reason.Zhang Dong said with a smile.

roll!Who cried!

The young waitress was fierce and her face turned red. She gave Zhang Dong a fierce look. She immediately wiped her face with the paper, and ran back to the restaurant to continue her busy life.

Looking at the young waitress leaving back, Zhang Dong shook his head, not knowing what to say.

Afterwards, Zhang Dong found a grocery store to buy a large bag of frozen drinks.

It was just in time, and it was so hot that the ground was almost full of oil. Zhang Dong returned to the hotel while sweating, and was still very nervous. When he saw that Chen Dashan was sitting behind the counter, he breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

Brother, you are finally back!Chen Dashan said with a bitter face: Everyone is waiting upstairs. I was scolded by my wife just now. If you don’t come back, I will be dead.

OK, I'll take it now!

Zhang Dong was in a mess and didn't know how to answer, so he quickly walked towards the stairs.

When he stepped on the first step, Zhang Dong's heart trembled, thinking that he would face the victim who was raped by him yesterday. Even though he thought he was extremely thick-skinned, he was extremely panicked, and even when he raised his legs, he felt as weak as if he had no bones.