Hang Chen was bold, and when he saw Old Man Chi picking up the car with a group of people, he naturally knew that it was the Japanese who got off the car, and he was a pure little devil, so he had a ghost idea with a roll of his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I saw Hang Chen take Wen Shengnan and whisper a few words in her ear, only to see Wen Shengnan spread his feet and run towards the village, and in less than two minutes, he came back, panting back to the barbecue stall, and secretly handed over a small glass bottle containing chili powder to Hang Chen's hand while everyone didn't care.

Hang Chen took the bottle, squeezed Gu Fen, who was grilling skewers, aside, and personally took care of the dozen or so skewers that were just about to be baked, and when it was his turn to put the chili peppers, Hang Chen put the original bottles, and just now Wen Shengnan took some chili powder from home and sprinkled some on the skewers.

The girl just wanted to make fun of these Japanese, and she didn't think about anything, she just wanted to see them look a little foreign, and she didn't mean to hurt them, so the chili powder was also a little reserved. Even so, according to Hangchen's estimate, ordinary people will have to eat it with a cow in their faces, and they will be miserable.

Thinking of these old Japanese men crying uncontrollably, Hang Chen was happy in his heart, seeing that the skewers were almost good, he divided a handful of skewers into two parts and patted each other, so that the spicy taste was more dissolved into the meat skewers, and then put the grilled skewers on a disposable paper plate in front of him.

As soon as Hang Chen wanted to get out of the horse, he saw Gu Fen, who was pushed aside by her, and volunteered to raise his hand: "I'll send it, I'll send it!"

Gu Fen stood aside and watched the whole process, and when she saw the little pepper bottle, she knew what Hang Chen was going to do, originally she was a person who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, but now after seeing that there is such a good thing, she immediately strongly asked herself to give these skewers to Japanese friends.

"Wait!"

Hang Chen thought for a while, grabbed another skewer that was not spicy and was about to be good, and then put it on the fire and burned it, but this time when she put the chili powder, she put a little more, and finally sprinkled a layer of cumin on it to cover a little chili pepper, and then it was over.

"Give this one to those two devils!"

Hang Chen didn't know when he learned Wen Xu's words, and directly called the two people who returned to Japan as two devils.

Gu Fen agreed and called a refreshing one: "Okay!"

After finishing speaking, he sang on TV, and walked over to a group of people who were greeting at the entrance of the village with the disposable paper tray in his hand.

"Hello, hello, welcome to Wenjia Village!"

Gu Fen, this girl, didn't care what people were talking about, and went straight over. Anyway, others come from thousands of ways, she just goes all the way, and rushes over directly to do what she should do.

Seeing her little girl, still holding meat skewers in her hands, although most of the Japanese don't understand Chinese and can't understand what Gu Fen said, they still think that this smiling little girl is very likable, and she brings food to everyone!

Old Man Chi frowned at this time and said, "You little girl come here to make a lot of fun, while baking your skewers, don't come to grandpa's place to make trouble!"

Old Man Chi didn't think that Gu Fen would make any small moves, but he just thought that she shouldn't come over to join in the fun. A group of people are discussing some academic issues, who knows that they were shouted by this girl, and their thoughts were interrupted.

When Gu Fen heard this, he immediately said: "Grandpa Chi, we are hospitable, please invite guests to eat meat skewers!"

At this moment, an old Japanese man in the middle spoke: "Thank you! I'm Masao Harada from Japan!

The words are round in Chinese, and the Mandarin is authentic with a bit of capital accent.

"Mr. Chi doesn't have to be like this, please give me one!" The first sentence was said to Old Man Chi, and the second sentence was said to Gu Fen.

Gu Fen didn't expect that this Japanese still knew Chinese, and spoke it so well, to be honest, the pronunciation of this Mandarin was a few points more accurate than her.

was stunned, and when he heard the old man say this, he subconsciously sent the meat skewers in the tray to Professor Harada's hands, and the other small paper plate was handed to a man and a woman.

"You ...... Divided ...... Miximi!"

Gu Fen, the girl, didn't know which language to speak, and Chinese was sandwiched with the Japanese learned in the anti-war film, and even said it with comparisons, anyway, she expressed her meaning.

Harada understood what Gu Fen meant, and he didn't mind too much, smiled and divided the meat skewers on the plate in his hand, and said something to his companions in Japanese while parting.

The two two devils originally didn't want to eat too much, maybe they thought that this roadside stall was a little unclean, but when they heard Harada say a few words, they were a little reluctant to pick up the meat skewers in the tray and send them to their mouths.

Gu Fen saw that this group of Japanese people were about to eat meat skewers, and the expression on her face was immediately full of anticipation, and at this time, Hang Chen, who was supposed to grill skewers, also got closer and waited to see a good show.

The Japanese put the meat skewer in their mouths almost at about the same time, then took a bite and chewed it gently.

Ahem!

Originally, everyone was very calm, but all of a sudden, everyone's faces turned red, and some of them immediately burst into tears, and as for those who opened their mouths wide and stuck out their tongues to gasp.

As for the two second devils, it was even more unbearable, it was directly a tearful infusion, it seemed that the entanglement in his heart was almost rolling in place, so he looked at Gu Fen like this, and said viciously: "You...... You're ......!"

A group of Japanese people are also such virtues as the two of them, but because Hang Chen is not as heavy as the strings in the hands of the two devils, these people have not yet reached the point where the two two devils want to die.

Moreover, none of these Japanese people blew their beards at Gu Fen and glared, but they just gasped for breath to alleviate the burning sensation in their mouths.

Hang Chen looked at everyone at this time, forced a smile in his heart, and said in a loud voice: "It turns out that you can't eat spicy, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! We usually eat barbecue here so spicy, I don't know your Japanese taste, ouch, what should I do?"

The girl said as she rolled her eyes, not knowing what the hell she was thinking.

After speaking, Hang Chen seemed to prove that everyone usually eats such spicy food, and he also reached out and took the paper tray in Harada's hand, picked up a meat skewer from it and put it directly in his mouth, and chewed it without changing his face.

At this time, the old man Chi who was standing next to him was made to cry and laugh by this girl, and with the intelligence of the old man, he naturally knew that Hang Chen, this girl, was playing with people.

Although he knew, he was still confused by Hangchen's 'lawlessness' and didn't know what to say. But knowing what was going on was another story, the old man decided to pretend not to know.

Just when Hangchen was munching, a bunch of two devils and genuine little devils were already no longer good, one by one with their mouths open and blushing, and they couldn't stop sticking out their tongues and exhaling.

The people around who were eating skewers, of course, didn't know that these people ate like this because Hang Chen added more ingredients, and they thought that the Japanese couldn't eat spicy food by nature, so they all covered their mouths and laughed, out of politeness, everyone didn't laugh, but the joy on their faces couldn't be hidden no matter what.

As a second devil who was a Chinese for more than ten or twenty years before, he is also experienced in eating spicy, and when he saw the people around him looking at his side and laughing, he immediately noticed the beer in the hands of some people, thought of this, and immediately ran to the store and asked the salesperson to buy a cold beer.

That's it, a group of Japanese people almost have a bottle of beer in their hands, and no one pays attention to it at this time, so they just pick it up and start blowing on the bottle.

After taking a sip of cold beer, the feeling of burning in the mouth immediately improved a lot, so whether it was true or not, the little devil now grabbed the beer bottle and slammed it.

Hang Chen looked at it and was about to admire his masterpiece again, when the appearance of the old man Harada made a happy smile slowly disappear from Hang Chen's face.

Harada waved his hand at the beer handed over by his companion, picked up the meat skewer that he had only bitten into in his hand, gently bit off a small piece, and chewed it slowly, as the old man's mouth kept chewing, the beads of sweat on his head kept dripping.

Although he was sweating and blushing, Harada ate faster and faster, and the pieces of meat were getting bigger and bigger in one bite, and he took three bites of the remaining strings, and it was all in his mouth.

"Delicious, delicious!"

While speaking, Harada stretched out his hand to the paper tray in Hang Chen's hand, bowed slightly, and whispered: "I'm moving!"

After speaking, he reached out and took a skewer and chewed it again, and at this time, the sweat on the old man's face was obviously less, and his face returned to normal.

Not to mention the surrounding Chinese, even the Japanese next to him looked at Harada, the old man, without blinking, and some even forgot the spicy taste in their mouths like fire.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

When he ate the third skewer, the meat skewers in the tray in Hang Chen's hand were gone, so Harada reached out and took the paper plate in the hands of the second female devil, and directly picked up the remaining four or five meat skewers and sent them to his mouth.

Hang Chen saw that this old Japanese man was okay, the spicy food was good! Seeing that he was eating so happily, he even reminded: "You must bring cold beer to the skewers, this is the best match!"

Hearing Hang Chen say this, Harada first thanked Hang Chen, and then said a word to his companion next to him, only to see that the second male devil immediately sent a bottle of cold beer to Harada.

And at this time, Harada himself was also strange, feeling like he had been opened to the library of taste buds, he had never eaten such a delicious taste, if it wasn't for tasting this delicious skewer today, Harada didn't know that the original spicy could eat such a strong feeling, although he was sweating all over, he couldn't stop inhaling, but this kind of spicy seemed to take away all the gloom in his body, making him feel that his whole body was filled with an indescribable sense of happiness, and suddenly felt that all the food he had eaten before in his life was in vain.

After picking up seven or eight meat skewers in a row, Harada still felt a little exhausted, so he looked at the remaining pieces of meat on the skewers in his hand, and was a little reluctant to eat.

"Or?"

As soon as he saw Harada's eyes, Hang Chen couldn't help but think: This old man is really pitiful, looking at meat as if he hadn't eaten much.

"Then I'm sorry for you!" Harada immediately bowed to Hang Chen again when he heard this.

Such an old man bowed to himself, Hang Chen felt a little embarrassed, and immediately waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to his barbecue stall, took out a handful, and about twenty or so skewers of mutton were placed on the barbecue grill.

Harada stood up solemnly next to the barbecue stand, staring intently at the meat skewers on the grill with a straight face, as if he was paying attention to something extraordinary. But Old Man Harada's attention does not have that kind of gluttonous meaning, as if he is concentrating on appreciating the creation of a beautiful thing.

Harada, the old Japanese man who was pestled in front of the stall, was a little unnatural, and he always felt a little awkward in his heart, Hang Chen roasted for a while and handed over the next work to Gu Fen.

Gu Fen of Ma Daha didn't think so much about it, she burned it first and then roasted it, and looked almost ready to ask Harada, "How much spicy do you want?"

"Please put more than the original, thank you!"

As soon as the string was good, Harada took the string and just learned the appearance of the Chinese next to him, squatting in the shade of the tree and began to skewer, only to see that he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, dressed very formally, such a squat immediately gave people a particularly funny feeling, and a little down-to-earth.

On this day, the little old man grabbed a handful of skewers in his left hand, grabbed a meat skewer in his right hand and sent it straight to his mouth, after eating a skewer, he took the cold beer handed over by his companion, took a sip and put it in front of him, and squatted next to a good thing, and held the bottle in his hand to touch it, and the two of them chatted so quickly.

From today onwards, the masturbation life of the little Japanese old man has officially begun!