This guest is indeed strange, according to the manager, there is his own driver, the person who drives the BMW, is definitely not an ordinary person. But he didn't go to the private room, just sat and waited in a position against the wall in the hall. Generally speaking, when the business of a hot pot restaurant is good, there is everyone in the hall.

There are people with personal bodyguards, but they don't eat in the private room, which makes Zhao Zixian a little confused.

Walking in slowly, I saw that this person was about forty years old, with a short mustache in the shape of a mouth, wearing a black suit and tie, and was a very serious formal suit, with well-defined and angular cheeks. His eyes were like electricity, and he sat so leisurely, but he felt an invisible pressure.

Zhao Zixian has seen a lot of masters, this person, Zhao Zixian knew at a glance that he was an ordinary person without fighting spirit, but it is indeed very rare for ordinary people to exude such a big aura.

Fat Rong stood not far from this middle-aged man, like a little girl who had been bullied, and seemed to be crying, which made Zhao Zixian's heart happy, "Yo? Hehe, it's fun, who's this guy? can scold Fat Rong and cry. ”

If you want a person like Fat Rong, it's easy to beat him, but it's really different to make him cry, because generally people who can cry are people who love face, and the more shameless people are, the less likely they are to cry.

When the manager saw this posture, his heart trembled, forced a smile, walked forward, and said, "...... first"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the middle-aged man stretching out his hand, and he looked over to him, and the manager who saw it was cold.

This bodyguard was no different from countless other bodyguards, with short hair, black clothes, and sunglasses. But from behind the sunglasses, there was a chill. The bodyguard didn't even say a word, just looked at the manager, and the chill made the manager feel cold from the back of his neck to his waist, and he couldn't speak.

After a while, beads of sweat flowed from the manager's forehead, and he reluctantly said again: "First, sir, hello, I am the ...... here."

Before he finished speaking, the bodyguard behind the middle-aged man said, "What are you doing here?" Did my boss ask you to come over? ”

These two sentences made the manager red-faced, he was the manager of the "Zhao's Hot Pot Restaurant", and in the past six months, no matter where he went, everyone in Haikou City had to give himself some face. The guests who came to eat were even more polite to themselves. But in the last few days, I don't know what's going on, and I'm so dragged by a small worker, and I don't take myself seriously. This was followed by a strange guest who was going to eat hot pot early in the morning, and he was so crazy, and this guest was not as simple as not respecting himself, but he didn't take himself seriously at all, as if he didn't even treat himself as a person.

There was an awkward silence again, and after a while, the manager reluctantly said: "First, sir, I am the manager of Zhao's hot pot restaurant, and I am here to introduce the ...... to the guests" Although he was at a disadvantage and was repeatedly suppressed, the manager said "I am the manager of Zhao's hot pot restaurant" When the time came, the long-term pride was still overflowing. Indeed, the manager of Zhao's hot pot restaurant is also worthy of his confidence.

But apparently, he chose the wrong time, and his words were again coldly interrupted by the bodyguard: "Is it the manager? Didn't you understand me, did our boss ask you what you do? I'm asking what you're doing here. The tone of contempt in this remark was as if the manager was not worth mentioning at all.

"I, I'm here to introduce the hot pot in our restaurant to the guests." The manager said another sentence slowly. He was about to say this just now, but he was robbed by the bodyguard, and even so, it was obvious that the manager did not dare to question the middle-aged bodyguard.

And so far, the middle-aged man in a suit and a neat beard has not said a word, and he doesn't even seem to move his eyes.

The bodyguard said again: "You just said that you are the manager? ”

"Yes," the manager quickly replied.

"So you're not a chef?" The bodyguard asked, not the slightest hint of tone in the question.

"No, I'm not a chef, I'm a manager." The manager deliberately emphasized that "I am the manager" to prove the difference between himself and the chef's identity. There is a meaning in the words that look down on the chef.

Unexpectedly, the bodyguard's words hit him harshly: "You are not a chef, which means that you don't know how to cook, so what kind of hot pot will you introduce?" Fuck off, our boss only talks to the chef. Not only did he say that the manager was worthless, but he also had a very high status as a chef.

By this time, the middle-aged man finally raised his head and looked at the manager and Zhao Zixian. Zhao Zixian finally saw the face of this middle-aged man.

A lifeless face with empty eyes. A burly and tall middle-aged man, but his face was very vicissitudes, which was not commensurate with the incomparable majesty he exuded. This, this is simply a terminally ill twilight old man.

The middle-aged man slowly raised his hand, such a simple action, but he seemed to have wasted a lot of strength, and gently shook his index finger.

The manager didn't understand what it meant, and neither did Zhao Zixian.

Then the bodyguard yelled at the confused manager: "Our boss told you to get out, can't you listen?" ”

Isn't that vexatious? Their boss spoke, the manager thought, and the bodyguard's eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and the fire was going to pass through the sunglasses and burn the manager.

And Zhao Zixian clearly felt that what this bodyguard exuded was not just anger as ordinary people understood. It's full of war, not anger, but sadness!

There is an old saying in the country of Huaxia, when the two armies are at war, the mourning soldiers will win. There is much more power in grief than in anger. It's just that Zhao Zixian doesn't know how this bodyguard can have such a sad atmosphere.

It's just that how can an ordinary person's manager feel such complicated feelings, he only knows that he has angered a tiger, and the reason for angering the tiger is that he wants to introduce a food to this tiger. He didn't know what he was doing wrong, but at this time, it didn't matter, it was the most important thing to run for his life.

Although Zhao Zixian hated this manager, he didn't have the slightest affection for this middle-aged man and his bodyguard. Although I don't know why this bodyguard is so sad and angry. But in this matter, the manager did not do anything wrong, and the store came to introduce the dishes to the guests. It's a manager's job. If this is the case, this middle-aged man will also be unreasonable to hurt the manager. Then Zhao Zixian will still go to save the manager. The right thing is not the right person, as a strong person, you must distinguish this truth.

Just when Zhao Zixian was secretly preparing to rescue the manager at any time, the bodyguard looked at Zhao Zixian, and then beckoned to him.

The fierce verbal conflict between the manager and the bodyguard just now made the whole room freeze the tense atmosphere, and in the process of happening, the bodyguard didn't even move at all, and the middle-aged man just shook his finger.

At this time, the bodyguard actually beckoned to Zhao Zixian.

Zhao Zixian held the hot pot in both hands, looked at the middleman and the bodyguard, and couldn't speak, because he had been preparing to do it just now, but he didn't expect things to change so quickly, so he put a big question mark on his face, which meant "Call me?" ”

And the bodyguard magically understood the meaning on his face and said, "Well, it's just calling you, you come here." The tone was a lot flatter. And most importantly, Zhao Zixian felt that the bodyguards had collected their fighting spirit.

Anyway, this middle-aged man and bodyguard are too strange, they came to eat hot pot in the morning, and they were angry for no reason, such a moody person, Zhao Zixian thought that it would be better to make some preparations, so while holding the hot pot, he walked forward slowly, not daring to be too slow, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

When the bodyguard was talking to the manager just now, his body was slightly sideways, and his face was turned to face the manager. At this time, Zhao Zixian walked forward, and the bodyguard actually stood back in place, standing straight behind the middle-aged man, and his face was also looking ahead. There was no wavering at all.

Finally walked to the middle-aged man's table, the middle-aged man spoke, the voice sounded lifeless, faintly like a seriously wounded soldier, as if he could not speak at any time, but the voice was very good, the middle-aged man said: "You, are you the chef here?" ”

Zhao Zixian nodded.

The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, what a sincere smile. There are two things in this world that cannot be pretended, that is, the expression of a woman when she has an orgasm, and the sincere smile of a man. It is almost impossible to want two things from the pretender, and Zhao Zixian felt the sincerity of this middle-aged man. I only heard the middle-aged man's voice and said, "Well, okay, I'll only talk to the chef." ”

Just talk to the chef, and it seems that the bodyguard said the same thing just now.

The middle-aged man asked again, "You made this hot pot?" ”

Zhao Zixian nodded again.

The middle-aged man asked a few words, but Zhao Zixian didn't answer, just nodded. It seems rude. But the middle-aged man didn't seem angry, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

Waiting for Zhao Zixian to put the hot pot away, the middle-aged man seemed to have some spirit and said, "Okay, now let's see how the hot pot is, right?" When he said this, the middle-aged man, who had always seemed to faint at any time, had a glint in his eyes.

Of course, this can't escape Zhao Zixian's eyes, does he like to eat hot pot so much?

The manager stepped aside, but didn't go far, and secretly watched things move across a table. The middle-aged man lifted the lid on the mandarin duck pot, and the manager sneered, "Hmph", the kid surnamed Zhao, I see how you end, this hot pot is the same as I thought just now, there is no aroma at all. Such a strange and terrifying guest is handed over to you, see how to clean you up. How could this narrow-minded manager think that Zhao Zixian was ready to save him not long ago.

The frail middle-aged man didn't seem to be hit by this aromaless hot pot, still full of anticipation, and he picked up a small spoon. Slowly take a small spoonful of milky soup. Then slowly bring the soup into your mouth.

Although Zhao Zixian didn't know the origin of this middle-aged man, this middle-aged man definitely had a deep study of food, at least hot pot. No one eats hot pot with soup first. Speaking of eating and coming to life, who would have thought of drinking soup? Everyone thinks of fish balls, crispy sausages, tofu skin, vermicelli, potato flour and other dishes that go into the pot. As for soup, only tomato and egg soup, hot and sour belly soup, fish head tofu soup and other special soups are the choice when drinking soup.

And when eating hot pot, drink soup first, this is the real clever way to eat, of course Zhao Zixian deeply understands.

If the essence of stir-fried vegetables is concentrated in every piece of meat and vegetables, then the essence of mandarin duck hot pot is undoubtedly a word soup. No matter how many ingredients are boiled in the hot pot, whether it is crispy sausage, mushrooms, or potato flour. There is only one reason why these things are delicious when cooked, and the soup in the hot pot is delicious. If the soup in the hot pot is not right, the cooked food will definitely not be delicious.

There is also one of the most important reasons, because the hot pot has to be boiled into different dishes all the time, and the taste of the soup is destroyed little by little, and at the end of eating, the soup of the hot pot is not at all the same as when it was first served. So to understand the true taste of hot pot, you have to take a sip of the thick soup when it is served.

The manager also understood this truth, but he was dismissive of Zhao Zixian's soup, he had already smelled the soup.

I saw that the middle-aged man drank the spoonful of soup, his eyes seemed to exude a strange brilliance, his face seemed to be a flower in full bloom, his smile became thicker and thicker, and after drinking the soup, he took a breath, as if he had eaten and inhaled a good cigarette deeply.

The manager can't understand why this is happening? The soup? There's no fragrance at all.

The middle-aged man asked Zhao Zixian with satisfaction: "Young man, you are boiling this soup with beef bones, chicken bones, duck bones, and pork bones, right, yes, yes, yes, I haven't drunk such a good hot pot soup for a long time." ”

Hearing him say this, even Zhao Zixian was very surprised, it was just a small mouthful of soup, how could he be able to taste all the raw materials for the soup, even he didn't have the ability to do so. But since everyone eats it, this is not a unique secret recipe, and it is not a big deal to talk about it, Zhao Zixian said: "Sir, you are really a god, just one sip, you can drink it, that's right, Huaxia has an old saying about making soup, no chicken is not fresh, no duck is not fragrant, no bones are not thick." This sentence is to describe the soup, but I just applied it to the base soup of the hot pot. Although most of the soup used to make hot pot is beef bones and butter, but to make soup, there must be chicken bones to be fragrant, otherwise when it comes to soup, how can people first think of old hen soup? How is it not old sow soup, old cow soup? ”