Big white legs!

And it is slender, and if you look closely, it is a standard beautiful leg.

How do you say that?

A leaf?

Sometimes, when you see such legs, you can recognize that the other party's appearance will not be bad. Because of such long legs, it can prove that the other party is in good shape.

With a good figure and such a good car, how can you make people look at it, right?

With such anticipation, Zhou Biao finally saw each other and walked out of the BMW little by little.

Her long hair is straight down to the tips of her hips, and her white skin shines even in the dark.

At a glance at that face, Zhou Biao was instantly stunned.

Because his estimate was wrong.

You're a face that's so ugly that it's barely visible.

"Nima, it's not your fault that you're ugly, it's wrong that you're so ugly, and you come out in the middle of the night to be scary." After looking at the other party's cheeks, Zhou Biao felt a feeling of abdominal pain, so he hurriedly squatted aside, stroked his belly, and said: "This is strange, driving a BMW, thinking that it is not bad for money, plus such a good figure, how can it appear on the street like this?" ”

"In these years, the hymen can be repaired, so it's not a problem to go to South Korea to get your face done, right?"

"With his family background, a beautiful cheek, can match his graceful figure, then it's also a good thing?"

Silently muttered in his heart for a while, Zhou Biao still couldn't figure it out, so he had to shake his head helplessly and sighed: "No matter, we don't know her anyway." ”

Retracting his gaze, Zhou Biao glanced at the surrounding situation.

Then I looked at a home-cooked restaurant that didn't close.

I don't know if I still think about it, how my parents feel when they are at home, so as soon as I saw the words home-cooked food, Zhou Biao was full of longing.

"Let's go here for a bite to eat!"

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Biao walked over.

Soon stepped into the home-cooked restaurant, but as soon as he entered, he found that there were still three tables in the restaurant. One of the tables is the woman Zhou Biao saw who had a graceful figure but no superb face.

There was also a very large table, full of seven or eight people.

And they had drunk a lot of wine, one by one, staggering, humming out of tune, patting their bodies inside, and communicating with each other. And the owner of the home-cooked restaurant looked at the group of people with a bitter face.

Fortunately, at this time, there were two more guests, so he collected his bitter gaze, first went to greet the woman who could be scary, and then came to Zhou Biao's side and said, "Hello, what dishes do you order?" ”

"What kind of food do you have here?" Zhou Biao asked.

"It's all authentic Bingcheng home cooking." The boss smiled, then took a menu, put it on the table and said, "Among them, the family is cold, the chicken is stewed with mushrooms, the pot is wrapped in meat, the three silks, and the pork belly...... Wait, our chef makes it so fragrant that people want to eat it a second time when they eat it once. ”

After listening to the introduction of the pull board, Zhou Biao nodded, did not accept it immediately, but continued to look at the menu for a while, and said, "Okay, you can first give me a piece of Jialiang and pot-wrapped meat, as well as chicken stewed mushrooms!" ”

These three dishes are the longest dishes that my mother has made at home.

Since he came here, experienced home-cooked food, and recalled how his mother felt when she was at home, Zhou Biao naturally couldn't let them go. As for the other dishes, although the introduction is also very good, it obviously does not meet Zhou Biao's appetite today.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

The boss nodded immediately, then took the menu and went to the back kitchen to set it up.

"Alright, now it's time to test the art of perspective."

Don't delay, this is Zhou Biao's usual style of doing things. Therefore, after the meal was processed, Zhou Biao immediately used the technique of perspective and began to look at the surrounding environment.

Through his glances, he saw a lot.

Among them, his gaze, when he glanced at the back kitchen, was extremely serious. Because in the past, when I went to the restaurant to eat, the back kitchen was all hidden, so the people who came to eat could hardly see what they were doing and how they were cooking.

Therefore, Zhou Biao was very curious about how the restaurant got it, so he deliberately paid more attention to the back kitchen for a while.

Under his attention, a cook was holding two ingredients, staring at the boss, as if asking him again what materials should be chosen. If you look closely, you can see that one of the materials has deteriorated, so the color is not quite right.

As for the other material, it is obviously fresh, refreshing and delicious, and there is no problem.

"Shhh

"When I went to the restaurant, I ordered the dishes and ate quietly. First, we are not cooks, and secondly, we don't have a golden tongue, so we can't feel the shortcomings and problems of the dishes, as long as we eat them in the stomach, we can satisfy our hunger, and the taste is sweet and delicious, so we won't doubt it. ”

"Nowadays, judging from this skill, any cook is hidden in the shadows, and there must be many ulterior secrets."

"If it's over, then I won't say anything."

"But now that I have a lot of wealth and such ability, I see the other party's actions in the back kitchen, so naturally I can't let the other party go."

Zhou Biao has already made up his mind that if the other party really chooses bad materials, then he must teach the other party a lesson.

In this way, under his attention, the boss held two materials and kept making comparisons. His cheeks twitched occasionally, and it was obvious that his heart was also struggling with distance.

About three or two minutes passed, and finally the boss, who seemed to be unable to stand the level in his heart, finally gritted his teeth, offered the good ingredients, and instructed the one to throw the spoiled meat into the trash.

"It seems that the owner of this home-cooked restaurant is still a boss with a good conscience, and he didn't choose the spoiled meat." A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Because of this move of the owner of the home-cooked restaurant, it brought Zhou Biao a great favor.

Even he has considered that when he feels like he misses home-cooked food in the future, he will come here to taste home-cooked food to compensate for the pain of missing his parents. However, his thoughts didn't last long when he saw the drunken bastards slam the table with a deafening ping-pong sound.

Immediately after that, one of the thugs with a gold chain around his neck stood up with one foot on the stool, and roared arrogantly: "Damn Kong Er, this is what you do, how the taste of the meat has deteriorated, and the food is either salty or light, and the most hateful thing is that there are cockroaches in the dish, which is simply too hateful." (To be continued.) )