"Could it be that Zhong Lin is not used to eating here? No, he hasn't been here for a day or two, and he has eaten a few meals at home. Besides, the food here is much better than at home!"

Thinking of this, Wu Mingtang picked up his chopsticks and stuffed a piece of sweet and sour fish belly into his mouth. At first, it was nothing, but when he took two bites, the expression on his face was wonderful.

Not to mention the ingredients of this sweet and sour fish belly, the taste alone should be sweet and sour, sour and sweet, and when you eat the fish belly inside, it is soft and glutinous and refreshing, with fragrant lips and teeth, and endless aftertaste. But the piece of "sweet and sour fish belly" that Wu Mingtang had just picked up and stuffed into his mouth made him regret it! The taste of the skin was okay, but when Wu Mingtang bit into the fish belly inside, it was like chewing a piece of salt lump, and his throat was salty.

Wu Mingtang didn't care too much, he didn't want to swallow the hard-to-swallow "sweet and sour fish belly" like Zhong Lin, but spit it out directly.

"Water, Water ......"

Wu Mingtang stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the kettle.

Wu Shaojie hurriedly poured him a glass of water and handed it over.

"Is this the death of the salt seller? Why did you put so much salt, it's just ...... , it's like eating salt lumps again!"

Wu Mingtang poked the fish belly with chopsticks, and found that the fish belly was mixed with a large piece of unmelted salt.

"Uncle Wu, try this again. ”

Zhong Lin had eased up at the moment, and pointed to a plate of small fried pork that looked full of appetite and said.

Wu Mingtang picked up the chopsticks and hesitated, but he still didn't make a move after all.

"Hey, what's the matter, what are you afraid of?

Hao Datong picked up the chopsticks and clamped them. Zhong Lin wanted to step forward to stop it, but it was too late, Hao Datong had already stuffed a small fried pork full of chopsticks into his mouth.

"I'll go, what does this smell like?!"

Hao Datong said, his face was flushed, his nose was smoking, and tears were about to fall. It's not the first time Hao Datong has eaten in this restaurant, to be precise, he eats in this restaurant every year when he comes to Wujiabao, and this small fried pork is his favorite. However, today's plate of stir-fried pork may leave a psychological shadow on him. Where is the small fried meat, it is simply a small fried devil pepper!

Brother Peng Shui didn't believe in evil, picked up the chopsticks and tasted a few other dishes. The so-called eating a trench grows a wisdom, with the lessons of Zhong Lin, Wu Mingtang and Hao Datong, Peng Shuige has become smarter, he just uses chopsticks to put a little bit of each dish in his mouth, and some even use chopsticks to dip a little soup. But even so, in the end, Brother Peng Shui still drank a large glass of water.

Without exception, every dish on the table has lost its former taste, what a specialty? What is a signature dish? What should have been sweet has now become salty, and it is a salty kind, what was once salty has now become spicy, and it is even spicier than perverted spicy, and it was sour, but now it seems to have been put in bile, and it has become extremely bitter......

"Little Er, let me in......"

Hao Datong's fiery temper exploded instantly, and he slapped the table with a "snap", and the plates, dishes and chopsticks on the table jumped up.

Originally, there were special people waiting in the room of Tianzi No. 1 room, but for the convenience of speaking, after all the dishes were put on the table, Wu Mingtang asked them to wait at the door. Hao Datong's shout was full of ** smell, and the two young men standing at the door didn't know what was going on in the room, so they didn't dare to slack off, so they hurriedly pushed the door and walked in quickly. When they saw Hao Datong's angry expression, their bodies trembled involuntarily......

"Will ...... Will...... , general, you, what do you command......"

The two young men curled their tongues, couldn't speak well, lowered their heads deeply, and no longer dared to look directly at Hao Datong.

"Come, come, I'm in for a treat today. How are you going to taste the food......"

Hao Datong held back his anger and greeted.

"This ......"

Although one of the clever young men was scared, he immediately tasted some taste from Hao Datong's words and the atmosphere of the scene, and guessed in his heart that there must be something wrong with the dish, where to use it to taste!

"Will ...... , General, you see which dish is not to your taste, I will let the kitchen remake it for you. ”

The young man rubbed his tongue and smiled, trying to settle the matter as soon as possible. He knew very well in his heart that none of the masters in front of him were easy to mess with.

Hao Datong is thick and fine, if there is really only one dish of dishes that go wrong, then it may be a temporary mistake by the chef. But the dishes on the table are all uneatable without exception, so it is not a mistake, it must be done on purpose! So who is finding fault? Who is behind the scenes? It seems that the two young men in front of them must not know what is going on.

Hao Datong thought of this, and said to the young man who was talking: "That's it, that's it, you go and call the chef who makes this table of dishes." ”

"Okay, okay, general, you dissipate your anger, dissipate your anger, the two of us will call it, and we will call ......it."

The two lads withdrew as if they had been pardoned.

"Did we offend someone?"

Brother Peng Shui twisted his beard and frowned.

"Who can we offend? Marquis Simon of Warner? No way, no way! As the saying goes, the prime minister can sail in his belly, and besides, he doesn't spend much money compared to other places. The people of the Xuanyi Society? It can't be! We have done our best to be benevolent and righteous, and the Hosho Pill has been returned to them, not only should they not hold a grudge against us, but they should even thank us! Who could it be......

Wu Mingtang muttered quietly, thinking of the target person again and again, but overturning his own ideas again and again.

"It can't be a prank, right?"

The nine-tailed fox picked up the chopsticks and tapped the plate in front of him and said.

"What drama?"

Hao Datong didn't hear what the nine-tailed fox said, or he didn't know what "prank" meant.

"I mean, is someone kidding us?"

The nine-tailed fox hurriedly changed his words.

"Are you kidding? If someone is joking, then this joke seems to be a bit big, and it shouldn't be that simple......"

Hao Datong denied the conjecture of the nine-tailed fox......