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Liao Hua and Lao Liang fried fritters for four years, and the kitchen was mixed for a long time. The first time I saw this fritter pot, I couldn't help but stop and look closely.

This is the real good pot, and only those who have really fried the fritters themselves can see a good good pot.

This pot has obviously been used for many years, and it was carefully designed by his people at the beginning, and it was molded out separately.

Fry a few, fry a large batch, fry eggs, fried chicken thighs can be used, a small amount will not waste oil, a large amount of frying, the oil surface will be slowly reduced to a small groove, and it will never accumulate a large amount.

As you can imagine, his old owner was a very sincere fritter seller who used new oil every day.

Liao Hua couldn't hide his appreciation, in Zhang Ming's opinion, it was almost the most vicious ridicule, as if he saw the directors of those police stations: You were blocked when you went out, right?

After all, he has been a veteran for many years, and the panic has passed.

There was only one person on the other side, he Nunu mouthed, and a few people below understood it, and immediately dispersed, pretending not to care, first controlling the intersection and surrounding Liaohua.

Zhang Ming led people to push the cart and continued to attract Liao Hua's attention.

The car went away, Liao Hua sighed, and reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

Several police officers flew over, and one of the commanders said with a smile: "Brother! I'm sorry." If you come, you're a guest, so let's have a light meal in the office!

Liao Hua was good at his work, and he is even better these days.

He was already a good hand at capturing him, but he didn't dare to resist, but he just shook it! He picked up his backpack and flashed past the people who were blocking him in a few steps, and he came up to the street, and people came and went, and he couldn't find him again.

A few people gathered together and were very surprised: There is such a good hand in that office? Could it be borrowed from the Serious Crime Division? It's really shameful.

Fortunately, they didn't go to the direction of Director Zhang's Xicheng, so everyone patted the soil and sent someone to report the news.

Liao Hua didn't go to Xicheng District, he wanted to go to the station, but he didn't think that there were many people in Dashilar, so he bought something again, and unconsciously went to Xidan.

When he woke up and looked at the sky, he couldn't catch the car. I had to go into the restaurant, buy a dish, and have a meal. Then carry the bag and walk around.

Walking to Anguo Temple, I originally wanted to worship the Buddha, but I didn't expect that the street was closed there.

The guards are all military.

The cart kept pulling things out, and Liao Hua smelled a heavy smell of blood.

At the foot of the street is the Qianli Shosho, and a few customers are standing outside the door pointing in the direction of Ankokuji Temple and chatting.

Liao Hua also went to listen to it.

A middle-aged man dressed in an official mansion pretended to be mysterious: Do you know? The imperial court cut redundant personnel, and some people were cornered and colluded with the Tianli Society to rebel, and the monks of Anguo Temple also participated, and they were discovered by the spies of the Secret Security Bureau, and they were all caught yesterday.

Another big surprise: Really, I heard that there were many dead people yesterday, there were not a single monk left, and dozens of Praetorian Guards died!

An old spittle: hillbilly, know a fart, this is an asura night once in seventeen years! next month thirty, I have to do it again.

Everyone was shocked and asked him for advice, but he couldn't tell the ugly conspiracy.

Liao Hua shook his head and entered the store, intending to buy some flower cloth for his sister and sister-in-law. Qianli Commercial Village also has it in Jining Mansion, but the scale is small, the color is also small, and it is not cheap.

When I entered the door, I felt a little strange, the guy was not enthusiastic at all, and it was like killing his father. The big guy Gu Zhong didn't see it.

Fortunately, the price and size are real. Liao Hua bought six suits, and the width was very large, and it was estimated that it was enough for his father, mother, brother and sister-in-law to give away.

I picked it up and happily went to the station.

In the backyard of Qianli Tea House, Zhang San, the head of the table, and Gu Zhong, the big guy behind him, turned pale.

The old king, who was in charge of the accounts, rubbed his hands and stood aside, very uncomfortable.

On the other side, the horizontal eyes of the two white fat men opened their mouths: Shopkeeper Zhang, you also heard the second master's orders yesterday. Today, you don't pay the bill, what does that mean?