Stick and Brother Jiang, the fast food brought back to Song Yong was a roast duck rice.

When he opened the box, he could see a row of roast duck pieces with a golden skin neatly stacked on top of a sturdy bowl of rice.

Around the duck meat, there is also a circle of green vegetables and half of the braised egg that has been cut open, and the colorful look alone makes people very appetizing.

Of course, if you eat it, it's also very delicious.

In particular, the golden duck skin is fat but not greasy, and it is crispy and tender in the mouth, which is really a considerable enjoyment.

It's a pity that the two goods, Stick and Brother Jiang, they just went out for a quick meal, and they were able to toss until early six o'clock before coming back.

Poor Song Yong had time to eat the roast duck in his mouth, and the business came to the door.

"I'll go! Boss Song, you finally give up the stall. Such a huge surprise sounded in front of him.

Song Yong subconsciously raised his head, and then he could see that the little fat man with a round face, who was the first customer he had come out of the stall last time, was standing in front of the oven.

Maybe the little fat man has just gotten off work, and he is still carrying a little green vegetables and pork in his hand, which should be the ingredients for dinner.

However, looking at him standing in front of the grill full of charcoal, swallowing saliva, it is estimated that the ingredients in his hand will not be useful today.

In fact, this is also the case, the little fat man opened his mouth to Song Yong, who was still eating, and came to a big job:

"Boss, hurry up, first bring me two hundred yuan lamb skewers, another ten lamb chops, do you have kidneys? ”

Seeing that this was a big business, Song Yong could only put away the dinner he had just eaten.

It's just that after he put the lamb skewers on the oven, he couldn't help but ask: "Pretty boy, there are so many things, can you finish eating." ”

"Remove that word for me, the barbecue action must be a little sharper, and I will continue to add orders later." The little fat man replied.

"The last time I told my colleagues that there was a super tasty kebab stall, they still didn't believe it, and I immediately called them over and let them know that they used to eat garbage. ”

Seeing this, Song Yong could only concentrate on grilling the lamb skewers.

Suddenly, after a lapse of five or six days, the domineering aroma of barbecue became the only taste that could attract people's attention in several nearby streets and alleys.

I don't know how many owners of small restaurants and night snack restaurants have no face after smelling this fragrance.

Because they know that even their mouths are full of saliva under the temptation of this scent, and how many diners are willing to visit their little shop?

At this moment, they had almost foreseen their dismal business tonight......

It is estimated that the people who called the little fat man were all living in the surrounding areas near Sanhe, and soon three men, two women, and a total of five people sat at the table of the little fat man.

At this time, a large handful of lamb skewers and lamb chops in Song Yong's hands also happened to be grilled.

After dividing the excess and letting Wang Xinran and Sister Amei eat first, Song Yong motioned to the stick acting as a waiter to bring the meat skewers, lamb chops, and big kidneys all over.

I opened the lunch box and planned to finish the roast duck rice.

However, all this is destined to be just a fantasy.

A large plate of lamb skewers, plus a large plate of lamb chops, tasted even more sultry when they were brought to the table;

"Dunzi! This mutton skewer smells so good, and it looks really good, how much does the boss sell for a bunch. ”

After hearing this, the little fat man immediately became a spirit, and he first glanced back at Song Yong, who was squatting on the ground and spitting out roasted duck bones.

After discovering that the other party and the others didn't pay attention to this place.

This is why he lowered his voice and whispered: "This boss is a sand sculpture, and mutton skewers with so much meat in other places are at least three yuan a skewer, and the boss here only sells one piece and one skewer." ”

In addition, he doesn't sell alcohol himself, so if he wants to drink, he buys it directly from the shop, and the price of the drink is half cheaper than that of the food stalls. ”

In the end, the little fat man said a personal summary in an extremely cheerful and excited voice:

"So what are you still doing stupidly, hurry up and start it! This sand sculpture boss is rarely open for business once a few days, and he is making a lot of money by making a lot of money here. ”

When the little fat man was talking mysteriously in his mouth.

The girl had already picked up a skewer of mutton and put it to her lips to start moving, but when she heard this, she suddenly couldn't eat it anymore.

She frowned and said:

"How can it be sold so cheaply, there will be no problem with this mutton, right? I have seen it on the Internet, saying that some unscrupulous bosses use other inferior meat as mutton, is this the same situation here?"

"Inferior meat? hehe~"

As if hearing the funniest joke in the world, Dunzi looked at the girl with the same eyes as he looked at the silly girl on Peach Blossom Island.

With a very disdainful tone, he said:

"Just kidding! The only problem with this lamb is that it's too tasty, I don't believe you can taste it. ”

After the girl heard this, she actually wanted to put down the mutton skewers in her hand directly, but the mutton skewers in front of her were golden in color and stained with a little white sesame seeds, both in terms of fragrance and appearance, they were too domineering.

She finally couldn't help it anymore and took a small bite into her mouth in the posture of a female Sven.

Then, the delicious gravy and the crisp skin of the skewers, such a variety of beautiful tastes burst out in his mouth, filling every inch of her mouth.

"How is it? Zhang Jie's mutton skewers taste like this, is there a problem? ”

The other girl sitting next to her actually wanted to do it for a long time, but she didn't eat because she was worried that she had been holding back, and now she hurriedly asked eagerly.

The girl who was called Zhang Jie didn't speak at all.

But her next move speaks for itself.

I saw that most of the mutton skewers were left, and after she put them horizontally into her mouth, after her long fingers pulled hard, the whole skewer of mutton entered her mouth.

All that's left is a clean bamboo skewer with an oily finish.

Then, no one at this table of six foodies said more nonsense, all that was left was the sound of munching on food as they gulped skewers.

Of course, in terms of experience and foodie's spirituality, the best performance is the little fat man named Dunzi.

After he finished stroking the dozen or so lamb skewers in his hand, he found that in the gradually falling night, there were two people from the other side of the alley, who had already smelled the fragrance and walked over one after another.

Seeing that the person at the front was still a few steps away, he was about to walk to the front of the stall.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his heart, and he preemptively issued a request for an additional order: "Boss, another two hundred yuan mutton skewers." ”

"No, three hundred. The subsequent voice was made by Zhang Jie, the girl who reacted.

Even the girl stood up and shouted to Sister Amei, who was leaning on the door of the small shop and holding a lamb chop with a mouth full of oil and water:

"Boss, a case of cold beer from Budweiser, and two bottles of mineral water, one bottle of mineral water is not ice. ”

After a shout of adding orders, Dunzi and Zhang Jie couldn't help but laugh very tacitly after glancing at each other for their own spiritual pan.

It was also at this moment that the foodie Dunzi felt that he had been neglecting, but the female colleague with a pair of small tiger teeth was actually quite cute.

By the ghost's request, he picked up a waist and handed it to the other party.

In a tone that was unprecedentedly gentle, like a cat at home, he said, "Try this! Actually, this one tastes better." ”

In an instant, the atmosphere at this table became a little weird......

Song Yong and Boss Song naturally didn't know anything about the changes that had taken place at the table in Dunzi.

But when he heard the new order and the crowd coming with the smell, he knew that he couldn't finish this dinner after just pulling three mouthfuls of rice, eating a stick of green vegetables and a piece of roast duck.

He was even more faintly aware that there were far twice as many ingredients as last time, and it was estimated that there would not be enough to sell tonight.