Chapter 39 Three meals a day are two things
Johnson was stunned for a moment, smiled and patted the other party's shoulder, but did not speak. Wang Kuan glared at him and scolded with a smile: "your dead fat man, Brother Zhuang has a net worth of billions, do you care about your little money?"
"It's my own brothers who can sit here, and when SCC first started, it wasn't bullshit. In order to find members, I once knocked on people's car windows when I saw a supercar, and sold the club with a dead face. ”
"Later, everyone felt that it was very fun and joined one after another, so that our SCC is today, and it began to be awesome. ”
Lit a cigarette, pointed outside, and whispered, "Those guys are all bastards, they have nothing to do with their shoulders and backs, and they can run faster than rabbits when something happens!"
"It's still a dozen of us brothers who can be counted on, right?"
After speaking, he patted Johnson's hand and said sincerely: "Lu Yao knows the horsepower, and he will see the hearts of the people for a long time." In the future, everyone will often get together, meet friends in the car, eat and drink, see who is pleasing to the eye is a brother, and nod and finish when you don't like it!"
After speaking, Lao Tan was the first to walk in front of him, stretched out his hand and said: "That's right, meeting is fate, there are not so many ditches and ditches, they are all playing investment, and there will be more exchanges in the future." ”
Johnson smiled and shook hands, and Chubby came over again, flattering: "Brother, itchy hands, where are the car keys?"
Wang Kuan flew up and scolded: "Get out, Lao Tzu hasn't gotten started yet, go to the back and line up!"
Prince Ting extinguished his cigarette and pouted, "Kuanzi, aren't you always crooked and crooked?"
"Let's play a round today and let your kid see how hard ONE77 is!"
", I'm afraid you won't make it?"
"That's a lot of, see you on the track!"
Johnson had no choice, he was dragged to the parking lot, handed over the key to Wang Kuan, and let them go, and everyone went to the viewing platform, looking forward to whether Aston Martin was awesome or Ferrari was tougher.
Kiki leaned against Johnson's side, her face full of nervousness, and she whispered: "Brother, that's Rafa, more than 40 million......"
Johnson laughed, patted the girl's hand, and said indifferently: "It's all friends, it doesn't matter if you play." ”
Domineering!
Kiki's eyes are full of light, people are called real local tyrants, her heart is full of joy, as if she is holding a diamond thigh, feeling the envy, jealousy and hatred of all kinds of bewitching and cheap goods from all directions, and she has properly walked to the peak of life.
SC Johnson watched one red and one white speeding through the track, anyway, seven years of free maintenance and repair, it is rare for someone to help hot the car, it doesn't matter.
It may be that Wang Kuan's skills are superior and he won the game by a slight advantage, but the prince is full of resentment, his mouth is crooked, and finally he finally admits that Ferrari is still the second master of Aston.
Wang Kuan's face was full of light, he pulled Zhuang Chen, and said loudly: "Happy today, don't leave brothers, I have a treat during the barbecue season at night!"
Everyone agreed, and forty or fifty supercars rushed into the city, attracting passers-by to watch. Johnson set off from the penultimate and Xia Long and Xia Hu.
Kiki smiled brightly, and kept posting on Moments, showing off all kinds of things, but Johnson ignored it and warned not to post his face, anything else.
Coming to Shichahai in Xicheng, the barbecue season was originally called Luquanju, and the owner's surname was Ji, commonly known as the barbecue season. It is also an old store, and there are three major restaurants in the old Beijing that monopolize barbecue: barbecue Wan, barbecue season and barbecue king.
At present, only the barbecue Wanhe barbecue season still maintains the traditional advantages of the time-honored brand, and has become a well-known halal specialty restaurant at home and abroad.
The prime location, one of the eight views of Yanjing, is really a good place to go to the silver ingot view of the mountain, facing a wave of clear water, looking at the sunset of the West Mountain, and tasting barbecue.
Originally, SC Johnson also wanted to try it, and there was a good opportunity, so he didn't refuse. It was easy to park the car, although many people left halfway, and finally filled five private rooms, and the others sat in groups of three or five, and sat with Wang Kuan.
Or a few acquaintances just introduced, plus the vase next to him, on the left of Johnson is Wang Kuan, originally the little fat man wanted to come over, but was blasted away by Lao Tan, and sat directly on the right.
"Lao Ji, there are a lot of people today, it's still the old rule, settle accounts and find me!"
Wang Kuan volunteered to finish ordering, it seemed that he didn't patronize, asked the waiter to bring two cases of beer, and smiled at Johnson: "These bastards often come, today is mainly to entertain Brother Zhuang, how about not getting drunk and not returning?"
Johnson picked up a bottle of beer, smiled and poured a full glass of wine, although he didn't drink it often, it was rare to have a handful of blood, who was afraid of whom?
A few people touched a cup first, and Wang Kuan said with a smile: "The barbecue here is fragrant for a hundred years, and the production thief is exquisite." Only two-year-old sheep are selected, the most tender parts such as the upper brain and hind legs are selected, the fascia is removed, and cut into uniform slices. ”
"Soak it in soy sauce, ginger juice, vinegar and other seasonings, add shredded green onions, coriander and grill. The mutton is smooth and smooth, fresh and tender like tofu, mellow and thick, full of flavor, and the thief is enjoyable!"
"I came early today, let Lao Ji stay in this private room, it's boring to eat, how about we play martial arts?"
Johnson's eyes lit up, the so-called literary eating, that is, the master roasted the meat and sent it to the front, and it was over after eating. Wu Shi had to do it himself, and everyone gathered around a large iron plate with firewood burning at the bottom and barbecued meat by hand.
When you eat, you will hold shochu in one hand and grill the meat with long chopsticks in the other hand, and put the grilled meat in a small bowl.
Especially in winter, when it snows, the snow is heavy outside the house, and the inside of the house is steaming. Whether it is a prince or an actor, regardless of whether they are high or low, they are treated equally.
Soon more than a dozen plates of raw meat were served, and Prince Ting ordered: "Don't be idle, you girls, go to the barbecue first, don't hinder the brothers from chatting!"
Kiki was a little reluctant, and it was easy to have the opportunity to get close to Johnson, and when she saw the other long legs, she didn't even dare to speak, so she could only obediently join the barbecue army.
Johnson smiled dumbly, looking at the embarrassment of the goddesses in the otaku's heart, and sighed secretly, it was a waste of ingredients.
Seeing that Qiqi was clumsy, she couldn't help it, and reminded: "Put soy sauce, sesame oil, cooking wine, a lot of coriander, and add a little more water......
"Yes, put it on the sea, leave a small gap between the iron bars, and the firewood smoke can penetrate through the gap......"
"Turn over with six woods, heat evenly, and then fill the soup and braised meat crumbs into the seams to increase the burnt ......"
A few long legs finally slowly got acquainted, and Johnson breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he saw that the other people had strange faces, and said casually: "I usually like to eat, and I know a little bit." ”
Prince Ting pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Forget it, these girls will only lie down and spread their legs, at most their tongues are flexible, what else can they expect to do?"
Everyone laughed, and Qiqi could only pretend not to hear, hearing that the local tyrant likes to eat, and immediately went all out, hoping to win a good impression.
Johnson shook his head, this should be the daily life of the rich second generation, under the flow of materialism, how easy is it to maintain their heart and dignity?
He said casually: "The meat is a two-and-a-half-year-old, castrated bull or a dairy cow that has only given birth to one litter. Only use fresh and pure places such as the upper brain and the loin. A special steel knife with a length of a few feet pulls and cuts the meat into willow leaves, and about 150 pieces are produced per catty. ”
"The fuel should be pine branches or pine towers, the iron bars should be decent, the seams are not big or small, the large ones will leak oil, and the small ones will be impermeable. Like the antique pulp, the longer the roasted meat, the stronger the aroma of the meat, and every bit of it reveals the unique style of the old capital. ”
"Back then, someone invited Qi Baishi to barbecue, and Qi Lao smiled and said: My teeth, where can I chew? The other party said: It is precisely because you can chew that I go to eat barbecue. ”
Then he added: The meat was as tender as tofu. Qi Lao didn't believe it, and when he came here, it really had a unique flavor, which made the old man Baishi praise again and again. ”
The boss saw that Qi Lao was in high spirits, so he took the opportunity to ask him to inscribe a plaque. After the meal, the rice paper was brought, and Qi Lao took the pen to write a book, and just wrote a bell and Ding baked words. ”
Suddenly stopped writing, thought for a while, and added a line of small characters underneath: Zhong Ding did not have this baked word, this was made up by Qi Huang. After writing and throwing the pen and laughing, I rushed away, and I saw that the roasted word was still hanging in the store. ”
After hearing this, the others looked at each other, and Wang Kuan gave a thumbs up and said, "Good guy, you are clearer than us, awesome!"
Johnson waved his hand and suggested: "Since Wu eats, it is better to find two experienced masters as assistants, it is rare to come here, I really want to taste the so-called old, tender, burnt, pasty, sweet, salty, spicy, and the eight tastes of holding the moon in my arms." ”
"Come on, the one in white, go and call the two masters to come in and help!"
The long-legged people were relieved, and hurriedly found a barbecue master, and finally they could continue to be beautiful as vases. When the two masters enter the door, they will first give each of them a white towel, and the room will be too hot to wipe off sweat.
The meat is the upper brain of the cow, and the thickness is uniform. The slices of meat that have been stripped of fascia and compacted are added to the seasoning and marinated for a while.
Then mix with shredded green onions, coriander, etc., spread on the rosin-scented scorch, hold a special long wooden chopsticks, the jargon is called Liudaomu, and start to roast, the meat is fragrant.
When the meat changes color slightly, add green onions and coriander, stand up, sweat, just sugar garlic, melon strips, chili oil, and finally drink a big sip of beer, that feeling......
The master spreads the meat into a circle, beats an egg in the middle, and condenses it into one, the so-called holding the moon in his arms.
With a unique mille-feuille baked cake, eat meat in large pieces, and drink wine in a big bowl, cool!
After being full of wine and food, everyone left one after another, and Wang Kuan pulled Johnson into a group of friends, a small circle of more than a dozen people, who came out to gather when they had time.
"Brother, let's go to the hotel, shall we?"
Drinking and not driving, let Xia Hu drive the sports car, sit in a Bentley driven by Xia Long, seven or eight bottles down, look at the spring heart of Qiqi, go straight to Hilton, open the presidential suite.
Mandarin duck bath, I didn't hold back, and stood up to have a shot.
Playing and singing on the sofa, ice and fire are in the sky, and the desert storm is coming again.
In the last hour or so, with eighteen moves, Qiqi cried and called her mother, and finally completely vented and fell asleep.
Finally understood, three meals a day,
It's obviously two things!