Chapter 39 Barbecue
Remember this site in a second: Qiuluo said: "Just order the food and hand it over to the pole year, you can tick out everything you want to eat." β
Ji Nian just happened to sit on the very edge, with a lot of space, otherwise the elopement menu was really not easy to put in.
"Why should meat and drinks and desserts be separated?"
He spoke softly, but Autumn Fall heard it.
smiled: "One menu is not enough, divided into two portions, one person can order food, and one person can choose a drink." β
Ji Nian didn't raise his head and asked, "You know very well." β
Qiuluo nodded: "I didn't mention it to you, my family is also involved in a restaurant chain." β
He replied shallowly, and Qiuluo didn't actually hear it, but judged it by his eyes and the slight rolling of his Adam's apple.
"Huh."
Ji Nian looked at him, with a calm expression and eyes, but he could already understand his character, and it was not that he didn't care if he didn't speak.
Take the initiative to explain: "I don't know why, I just think it's funny." β
He retracted his gaze and turned his head, holding the pen, the tip of which was outlined in front of the name to identify the dish.
Qiuluo leaned in front of him, his face was about to be pasted with a booklet, and he stepped back again, his face was only a few centimeters from Ji Nian's chin.
Ji Nian straightened his back without a trace, and opened up some distance.
Qiuluo didn't seem to notice it, and he didn't see it, so he directly used his hand to tick in front of his favorite barbecue.
"When you're done, look at what dessert or salad or kimchi you want to eat."
Yang Qiyi suddenly asked a question.
"The time for the buffet is limited, the barbecue waits for a certain amount of time, and the number of meat slices on each plate of barbecue is uneven, except for the pole year, two people at a table, although the number is different, but they are all even numbers This is a certainty, although the pole year is a recorder, we can't always stare at how much we eat."
"Oh, you can't just say simpler, way."
Yang Qiyi glanced at Zhao Ang lightly: "So I think each plate is divided in half, anyway, the meat is ordered by yourself, if the other party likes it, you don't like it, then eat your own plate, the number of more slices is put first, and the next plate is turned." β
Zhao Ang was dizzy when he heard it: "This is a tongue twister, eating a barbecue is so particular." β
Yang Qiyi pinched his fingers and smiled: "You can do it all." β
When Zhao Ang was about to yell at all-inclusive, Liu Wei said a string of numbers lightly.
"Seven men, two hundred each is one thousand four, and six hundred is one thousand eight."
There was a sudden silence on the field.
Zhao Ang's skin was originally coppery, and his calm face was even darker.
Xiao Suming said happily: "Brother Zhao Ang, the ink is about to fall into the baking net." β
Everyone: "....
..β
Xiao Suming stuck out his tongue: "Isn't it funny." β
Inside the barbecue restaurant, I felt a cold wind blowing lightly. γ...@η±ε₯ζε¦ ...&Free Readingγ
"How?" Yang Qiyi chased after Zhao Ang and asked.
He snorted, "Why do you need an extra fee?" β
He didn't say it explicitly, but who this 'he' was, everyone said.
Qiuluo wanted to say it when he finished eating and checking out, and he couldn't embarrass Ji Nian, and when he wanted to explain, Xiao Suming said.
"Ji Nian is a guest, Brother Zhao Ang, don't worry about it, and I heard that Ji Nian's craftsmanship is very good, and it is worth it to have the opportunity to invite us to eat a meal made by him."
Zhao Ang didn't like him, and he had to be sarcastic at any time.
In response: "We don't have this honor, Qiuluo, have you eaten it, doesn't it taste good?" β
Autumn falls back to taste: "It's not bad." β
......
As soon as the meat was served, it was not completely flat on the table, everyone's hands flashed, all the meat was swept away, and they were smiling and roasting on the net rack beckoning to them, and some people ate the meat before it was fully cooked, and they were not afraid of diarrhea.
Yang Qiyi and Liu Wei followed the principle and placed them equally in their respective half of the area, while Qiuluo and Xiao Suming were unhurried.
Qiuluo sandwiched the meat in the plate of Ji Nian from time to time, only to find that he didn't take out the plate for dipping sauce: "Why didn't you put the sauce?" β
Ji Nian looked puzzled, and Qiu Luo suddenly took out a three-compartment plate grid from the place where the menu was placed: "It's covered and you don't see, here are five dipping sauces, you can eat your favorite flavors." β
Ji Nian nodded, and there was a rare flickering light in his quiet eyes.
I looked at the bottle and stared at it for a long time, but I didn't pour it for a long time.
Qiuluo smiled silently: "This is sweet sauce, this is chili juice, this is lemon juice, this is tomato juice, this is yuzu sauce, and there are all kinds of seasonings you can add here." β
A very young and heart-stringing voice drilled into his ears.
"Thank you."
Qiu Luo's heart skipped a beat, and when he heard these two words from his mouth, he felt excited: "Thank you, oh no... No... Thank. β
Xiao Suming, who was silently concerned, interjected and asked, "Ji Nian, do you like dogs or cats?" β
Qiuluo thought that Ji Nian would not reply, and wanted to relieve him, but he didn't expect him to speak.
"It's all right."
Xiao Suming said with a smile: "Dogs are quite docile, and cats are wild, which can show a person's psychology." β
"Dogs bite too."
When did these two sing and harmonize, when did they become so familiar?
Think he's folded
It took a long time for him to say a few more words.
Qiuluo felt very unbalanced in her heart, wanted to interject, but felt redundant, pouted and continued to eat her own meat.
Seeing that Xiao Suming was still going to chat, he seized the space to interrupt: "Suming hurry up and eat, if you lose, you have to give money." β
Xiao Suming tilted his head and thought, "Yes, I'm also poor." β
Qiuluo lowered his head and ate, but the corners of his eyes secretly aimed at Ji Nian.
Why are there so many words at this time?
Looking at the past, Qiuluo immediately shifted his gaze and buried his head to eat.
As a result, a piece of meat was bitten for a long time and was not stuffed in the mouth.
I saw a slender and clean hand swaying in front of my eyes.
Qiu Luo looked at it and saw that it was a glass of water.
The mood suddenly brightened, and he held the water and drank it: "Thank you." β
Although he was not choked.
"This piece is yours!"
"It's obviously your rest!"
Zhao Ang and Zhao Chun argued, Zhao Ang's voice was not Zhao Chun, even Yang Qiyi couldn't suppress it.
Their voices made the entire store look at them.
Qiuluo's temples burst out: "Quiet, what are you arguing about?" β
Zhao Chun pointed to the burnt meat of the grill net aggrievedly: "It's not mine." β
And Zhao Ang defended: "I ate it before it was cooked, how could it be that it was left with a piece of burnt." β
Liu Wei asked: "Which of the two of them eats more now?" β
Ji Nian: "Zhao Ang." β
Zhao Ang raised his head to provoke, and Zhao Chun flattened his mouth.
However, Zhao Ang didn't give Ji Nian a good face, this is what he ate, Ji Nian was just recording.
Qiuluo didn't feel puzzled, he never doubted doing things in the past year.
"Let's take a break and see how much we eat."
Ji Nian didn't have a book, but just dictated: "Zhao Ang has six plates and fifty-three pieces, and Zhao Chun has four plates and twenty-seven pieces." β
"Huh? Brother Zhao Ang eats singular numbers. β
Zhao Ang's eyes widened: "Impossible, I've eaten it all!" β
Yang Qiyi propped his head and said quietly: "Obviously, that piece is pressed, and it is on the edge, if you don't see it, it doesn't mean it's not yours." β
Zhao Ang still didn't believe it, and looked at Ji Nian fiercely: "You must have made a mistake." β
Qiuluo frowned, he didn't want anyone to say that he was wronged, let alone wronged, even if he was a good brother.
"Zhao Ang, it's just a piece, how can you win it."
Seeing that his eyes sank, Zhao Ang touched his nose, and thought that it was indeed so, so he raised his hand and said, "Okay, it's just one piece anyway,
No more pursuits. β
Zhao Chun sighed.
Ji Nian's expression was faint, but it made Qiuluo feel a little distressed.
He continued: "Yang Qi has six plates and thirty-four pieces, and Liu Wei has five plates and fifty pieces. β
Yang Qiyi shook his head: "The number of meat slices on each plate is uneven, and I order less, and it seems that it is the cheapest one." β
raised his eyebrows at Liu Wei: "But your appetite is really unexpected." β
Zhao Ang was also shocked: "You can fit so much with your body!" β
Xiao Suming laughed: "I saw that Brother Liu Wei ordered the same plate of meat." β
"Oh? It turned out to be prepared! β
"I didn't expect you to be so cunning!"
Liu Wei hooked his lips and smiled, he was originally a gentle literary man with glasses, but the feeling changed in an instant.
"There's another way, it's amazing." Zhao Chun thinks this method can be used and plans to follow suit.
Zhao Ang looked down on it: "How boring this is, to eat is to eat and taste everything!" β
Yang Qiyi sighed deeply about his IQ: "When you eat the absolute winning amount, you can just eat other meat slowly." β
Xiao Suming turned to look at Liu Wei's stomach worriedly: "It's not good to eat too much." β
Liu Wei smiled: "If I can't eat it, I won't eat it." β
Even Qiuluo didn't see that Liu Wei was so able to eat: "Ji Nian, me and Su Ming." β
"Xiao Suming has two plates and nine pieces, you... Three discs and one piece. β
Everyone: "......"
Then they started to make a fuss and bombarded together: "Have you played well, this is blasphemy of the rules!" Su Ming, do you still want to grow taller, where did you fly after eating a piece of your mind after autumn falling for so long! β
Qiuluo thought silently, of course, in the extreme year.
"What about you?"
Pole Year: "Three pieces." β
Qiuluo was satisfied: "I have eaten more than me, there are still a hundred minutes left, don't worry, it's only been twenty minutes, don't eat enough, you can only sit and digest for half an hour." β
There is also truth to that.
But at the beginning of the game, it was gobbled up, and even the waiter who closed the meal was tired and out of breath.
These people haven't eaten for many years, it's so terrible, I can't help but feel sorry for the boss who is depressed and about to faint, is this store going to close down, so can he still get his salary.
Sure enough, within fifteen minutes, Zhao Chun stopped, numbly stuffed it into his mouth and kept chewing, and he was about to spit it out at any time.
Then he drank a large glass of water and pressed it down, and hit
He raised his hand to admit defeat: "No, I can't eat anymore." β
"It's useless." Zhao Ang scolded and continued to eat, but his face was not much better.
Zhao Chun looked at Yang Qiyi's table.
Liu Wei ate very leisurely, not in a hurry at all, and Yang Qiyi was the same, his face was as usual, but this plate seemed to have been eaten for a long time.
He bypassed Liu Wei and asked Ji Nian: "How much have we eaten now?" β
"Seventy-eight, forty-eight, fifty-three, eighty-four-two, fifteen, twenty-four, twenty-five."
Zhao Chun was at a loss: "Which one is mine?" β
Qiuluo: "Follow the order just now." β
(End of chapter)
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