After getting the first month's salary, Luo Huan plans to buy some cooked vegetables and braised pork in the night market after the night shift and bring them back for the mother and daughter as supper. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The owner of the deli shop in the night market is also surnamed Luo.

It is no exaggeration to say that Boss Luo is the most popular man in the Guzhou Fortress.

Not only is there nothing to say about his character and craftsmanship, but the utensils used for the big pot of braised meat are also not seen elsewhere: a shiny square stainless steel pot, and the external shape of the pot is the appearance of the four sheep Fangzun.

It was said to be a treasure handed down from the ancestors - that's what he said anyway.

His business is very good and he opens promptly at six o'clock in the afternoon.

When the stall closed at two o'clock in the morning, there were almost all things sold.

The condensation engineer who works the night shift will drive over for supper. Eat a plate of braised pork ears, braised peanuts, or a bowl of bone noodle soup before going home to rest.

After being brought by his colleagues a few times, Luo Huan also liked this lifestyle.

"Why did you come here alone today?" Boss Luo looked at him and said a little strangely: "What about Niu Er?" ”

"I don't know, he might have something of his own." Luo Huan found a place to sit down, he turned back to the boss of the family and said, "Pack two braised pig's trotters, and bring me a plate of pig ears and a plate of peanuts." ”

"Okay, please wait." Boss Luo served the food with his hands and feet neatly, and lined up the things.

After serving the food, he glanced at Luo Huan's face: "What's wrong?" Got something on your mind? I had a quarrel with my wife, no wonder you have to go home shopping. Are you planning to go home and coax your wife? ”

Luo Huan smiled faintly: "No, I just suddenly had a little entanglement." ”

"It just so happens that there aren't many guests now," Boss Luo dragged over a stool: "If there's anything you can't figure out, you can tell me about it." I have opened a braised vegetable shop here for more than ten years, and I dare not say that I am well-informed. At the very least, I still understand the truth. ”

"Many people have conflicts, and I am asked to mediate with them. In my daughter's words, there is no problem in the world that can't be solved by ten catties of braised pork, and if there is, another ten catties. ”

Luo Huan smiled: "You are the owner of a braised meat shop, don't you feel tired if you like to care about other people's trivial matters so much?" ”

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired, I like these parents more than worrying about the future of the entire continent." Boss Luo showed a leisurely expression.

"Although it is said that if you cook small dishes in a big country, things like the fate of the world are much more difficult than braised pork." For some reason, Luo Huan, who came to this store, was always very relaxed: "It's wise not to think about it." Even if you want to manage it, your braised meat can't change the world. ”

Speaking of this question, Boss Luo suddenly straightened up: "Do you know? I grew up in an orphanage, where I learned the truth that if you can use your brain, you don't need to use your fist. ”

"You can only defeat people who are weaker than you with your fists, but you can defeat people who are many times stronger than you with your brains. As long as the braised pork is done well, it may not be impossible to change the world. ”

"An orphanage?" Luo Huan looked at the four sheep Fangzun who he was cooking braised pork: "Then you still advertise the family heirloom pot?" Isn't this false propaganda? ”

Boss Luo said confidently: "The pot is a daughter's filial piety to her father, why is it not a family heirloom?" Who dictates that a family heirloom must be something that has been passed on from the previous generation to the next generation? ”

Luo Huan: "You make sense of meowing, I was speechless." ”

"Actually, governing the country is like braised meat. As long as you have this pot in your hand and do the right process of adjusting the ingredients, anyone can be the owner of this shop. It's not just when the owner's surname is Luo that the taste of this shop is authentic. ”

Speaking of this, Boss Luo stood up, and he smiled and poured the four fruits into the Siyang Fangzun: "My daughter is coming home soon, I have to prepare a supper for her." ”

"With a pot and seasoning, anyone can make braised pork?" Luo Huan silently recited it in his heart, and two lights suddenly appeared in his eyes: "That's it!" ”

The Abyss invaders are not just, and the aristocratic revenge armed "Sanctuary Liberation Organization" is not just.

Allowing the people to live happily is not the patent of the Lord of the Abyss.

There's no need to choose one of the two rotten ones that isn't rotten, if the nobles of the Sanctuary can't bring happiness to the people, then wipe them out along with the abyss! After tearing everything down, we will rebuild a new world and a new order.

There has never been a savior, and it doesn't depend on the Immortal Emperor!

After figuring out the question that had been entangled in his heart, Luo Huan took out a few silver grids from his pocket: "Boss, settle the bill." ”

When he walked out of the store with a supper for his wife and daughter, he accidentally saw the fruit tumbling up and down in the Siyang Fangzun, and the tip of his nose smelled a strange fragrance.

"Boss Luo, are you developing a new dish?" Luo Huan couldn't help but stop, he asked curiously, "What kind of fruit is this?" How much does it cost? ”

Boss Luo said: "This is meatballs, a supper prepared for my daughter, and it is not for sale." Money can't buy it. ”

"You're such a good dad." Luo Huan praised with some disappointment.

He was about to turn around and leave, when Boss Luo suddenly stopped him from behind: "You wait a minute." ”

He quickly picked up a meatball, chased it out and handed it to Luo Huan: "Take this, I promised your daughter last time to give her a meatball." It's for your daughter, and you are not allowed to eat it secretly. ”

"That's not appropriate, is it? It's going to make you angry. Luo Huan looked at the meatballs in his hand, he couldn't remember when his daughter had this agreement with the boss.

"Hey, there's nothing out of place, grab it quickly."

Under the continuous urging of Boss Luo, Luo Huan walked back to the cooling tower industrial area with supper.

After seeing Luo Huan walk away, a little girl of five or six years old suddenly sneaked out of the darkness. The little girl's face was covered with a red cloth, and she couldn't see what she looked like.

But her big smart eyes, even the deepest darkness could not hide the aura in them.

"Dad, let's go, if you don't leave, it'll be too late." The little girl ran back to Boss Luo with a cigarette: "It is estimated that in another five minutes, the laws of the main world will find out that the Blazing Phoenix Yun has been stolen by Yaoyao." ”

"Don't eat Yexiao and then leave?" Boss Luo pointed to Siyang Fang Zun and said, he kindly reminded.

"When is it, how can you still be in the mood for supper? was caught by the laws of the main world, and it took Yaoyao a month of hard work, and the blazing phoenix that she had finally gotten was about to be returned to its original owner. The little girl casually opened a spatial passage: "Dad, retreat." ”

"But that's you—your favorite meatball," Boss Luo hadn't finished speaking, and the little girl had already jumped into the space passage and disappeared.

"Forget it" Boss Luo sighed and fished out the three balls in the pot, and he put the plate on the table: "It's better to put it here and leave it for someone who is destined to taste it." ”

Before entering the space passage, Boss Luo stopped and thought carefully: "Did I miss something?" ”

"When I came, it was me and Yaoyao, and it was me and Yaoyao who went back. Siyang Fangzun is in my hands, well, it doesn't seem to have missed anything. He pondered for a few seconds before striding into the spatial passage.

As he entered, the spatial tunnel suddenly closed and disappeared.

A few seconds later, a few dogs barked in the darkness: "Wang, Wang, Marshal Smecta Luo, don't leave us!" ”

As soon as the barking of the dogs fell, the three big dogs rushed over with lightning speed.

"My God, Her Majesty the Empress and Marshal Luo crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and they actually left us behind." The husky looked at the empty neighborhood, and despair was written on the dog's face.

"It's all your fault," complained Samoyed, who was nearby, "and if you hadn't been delayed, we wouldn't have missed the last train home." ”

Hearing Samoyed's complaint, the husky's eyes flashed, and he raised his foot and pressed it on Samoyed's head: "Don't make noise, I'm trying to figure out a way." Uh, you smell, is there any special smell here? ”

"It's so fragrant, it should be the empress's favorite - meatballs." Alaska on the side moved its nose, and it followed the breath into the braised vegetable shop.

It didn't take long to hear Alaska's excited yelling: "Brother, little sister, come on, here are three meatballs!" ”

"Three meatballs? Is it Her Majesty's reward for us? The husky was in high spirits, and it rushed into the store: "No one is allowed to rob one dog!" ”