I saw the chef sneaking into the operation room, taking down three large stew pots from the cutlery rack and opening them in a row on the board.

Then he bent down and picked up a crisper with a diameter of forty or fifty centimeters from the ground, opened the lid, took a large iron spoon, and kept the steaming pork stewed vermicelli from the inside.

Sure enough, although I was standing two meters away, I immediately smelled a strong fragrance.

The pork is all good pork belly, with uniform thickness, moderate fat and thinness, vermicelli and oily noodles, and cabbage leaves, tofu bubbles, the whole is brown-red, which makes people have a great appetite when they look at it.

Not to mention, this pork stewed vermicelli is really not in vain, no wonder Zhu Sanjin wants to eat it day and night.

Look at the back kitchen of this house, there are not many side dish ingredients, it seems that they have pork stewed vermicelli as a dish.

Soon, the three pots of pork stewed vermicelli were ready, and the chef put down the spoon, rubbed his hands, and said, "Fifty-eight yuan for one piece, you can give one hundred and seventy yuan for three parts!"

Such a large portion of pork stewed vermicelli, with less than one pound of meat in it, is only sold for fifty-eight yuan, which is indeed not expensive.

I am also a rich man now, and when I left, Hu Hongying loaded me with 10,000 yuan of pocket money.

So, I took out two hundred-dollar bills and handed them over, saying, "No need to look for it!"

"What's so embarrassing about that?" the chef looked very excited when his dish was recognized, and said, "Otherwise, I'll give you another portion, four portions of two hundred yuan!"

Before I could say yes, the chef took another large stew pot, picked up the crisper bucket, and poured the rest of the pork stewed vermicelli into it.

It seems that the estimated sales of this store in the evening are four servings of pork stewed vermicelli.

Four large stew pots filled a table, I estimate that even if Zhu Sanjin and the three of them are foodies, it should be enough.

However, I stared at these four big pots of choi and was helpless.

So much, it is estimated that the basin with vegetables is at least fifty or sixty pounds, how to take it away?

"Boss, do you have a fast food box?" Now I know that this restaurant is actually the only one, the owner and chef.

"How many fast food boxes are you going to pack, thirty or forty?" the shopkeeper shook his head.

"Then there are always plastic bags, right?" It really doesn't fit to pack it in a fast food box.

"Isn't that all covered? Pork stewed vermicelli is eaten hot, and it is only enjoyable to have a pot of gas!" The shopkeeper spread his hands and didn't move at all.

I smiled bitterly and said, "Then you have to find me a tool, otherwise how can I take it away?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "It's simple, a stew pot has a deposit of thirty yuan, you give a hundred yuan, and you can't take the vegetables with the pot." ”

"But this is four pots, I have to make at least two trips!"

"Isn't there still me?" said the shopkeeper, "I'll send it to you, won't it be over, and save you from returning the pot." It is time-saving, labor-saving, and inexpensive, and the delivery fee is only 50 yuan. ”

They were waiting for me here.

The owner does not provide fast food boxes or plastic bags, just to earn a delivery fee.

"Okay, I don't have to pay a deposit of 100 yuan for 50 yuan delivery, right?" I nodded in agreement and took out another 50 yuan.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, hurriedly put away the money, picked up two large pots of pork stewed vermicelli, and said, "Leave you!"

"It's quite strong!" I smiled and shook my head, picked up two pots of vegetables, and followed out of the restaurant.

The two of us went one after the other, and soon arrived at the gate of the zoo.

The person in charge of the ticket inspection originally wanted to stop it, but when he saw the four large pots of pork stewed vermicelli in our hands, he knew that we were not tourists, and asked with a smile: "So many, it can't be the animals of which venue celebrate their birthdays collectively, right?"

"Herbivorous area!" I turned sideways into the zoo.

"Herbivorous area?" the ticket inspector scratched his head, indicating that he did not understand.

Isn't it strange that pork is eaten for herbivores, if it is for animals?

If it's the staff in the zoo who eats it, who has ever seen so many pork stewed vermicelli?

Ignoring the confusion of the ticket inspector, I took the shopkeeper through the aquarium and Lion Tiger Mountain to the deer house.

There were still dozens of meters away, and the three big fat pigs smelled the smell and snorted on the fence.

If I hadn't seen outsiders around me, they would have pulled their throats to eat.

"Thank you, thank you, right away!" I smiled and walked to the side of the deer hutch, and when I saw that there was no one near me, I poured two large pots of pork stewed vermicelli into the deer food trough through the fence.

The trough is not very large, and the two pots are already hanging on the tip.

However, the three big fat pigs had already rushed up and began to grab them like crazy, eating earth-shattering.

I estimate that it will take less than three minutes to make room.

So I turned around and wanted to return the two empty pots to the shopkeeper, and then pick up the other two pots of pork stewed vermicelli.

Behind me, however, was the angry face of the shopkeeper, who was almost mad, with bruises all over his body, and his breathing became rapid: "You...... You give my stewed pork stewed vermicelli to the pig......s! You are a tyrannical thing, this is a desecration of my cooking skills!"

It's true that I couldn't take care of the feelings of a would-be influencer chef.

I hurriedly laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't make it clear to you." This pork stewed vermicelli is actually ...... It's for these three pigs!"

"I'm angry, I'm angry!" The shopkeeper turned around angrily, put the two pots of pork stewed vermicelli in his hand on the ground, and shouted: "I'm not selling it, return my pork stewed vermicelli!"

Go back, is this possible, they have already let the pig eat more than three catties.

I smiled bitterly and said, "You are a business, I am a customer, I pay, you sell things, you care who I eat!"

"My pork stewed vermicelli is for people, not for pigs!" The owner of such a fat shopkeeper was so angry with tears in his eyes, and shouted: "I don't care, you return my pork stewed vermicelli, I won't do your business!"

"Hmph!" Suddenly, Zhu Sanjin didn't know when he arched the fence gate, and he had already rushed to one of the big stew pots, bowing his head and eating.

"This is not for you to eat!" the shopkeeper was furious, and rushed over to kick Zhu Sanjin.

"Humph!" Suddenly, a white shadow appeared in the sky, and a single blow knocked the shopkeeper to the ground.

Zhu Erqian held down the shopkeeper, opened his big oily mouth, stretched out his big pink tongue, licked it on the shopkeeper's face, and let out a roar in his mouth, his eyes were cold.

"Ah, my mother, the pig is going to eat people!" The shopkeeper was so frightened that he pushed Zhu Erqian away and ran away.

When he ran out more than 20 meters and turned back in horror, he found that another pot of pork stewed vermicelli had also been tragically damaged by the pig's mouth, and it was eaten in a mess.

"Lose money, lose money, my stew pot was arched by pigs, and I can't use it anymore, you lose money, a hundred yuan!"