Chapter Eighty-Three: Yinzhong Barbecue
Jiang Yao, Ankang, Shan Hang, Gu Shutong, A Zhen, the five of them are in this relatively remote villa, doing nothing day after day, but the additives in this ordinary day may be a newly opened barbecue restaurant not far away.
Barbecue in the Northeast has always been an iconic, specialty food. And looking at the east, west, north and south of the country, there are not a few barbecue stalls in that place.
Fortunately, these five people are all from different northern provinces, and the only difference is that Ah Zhen looks seven or eight years older than these four college students.
It's the end of late autumn, but it still can't stop the popularity of the newly opened barbecue stall in this remote area. Like these people, the stupid and idle lord who has no, can't wait to live in this "Yinzhong barbecue" three times a day.
It happened that day, while it was just dark, several people came here again in the car driven by Ah Zhen.
Although it was just getting dark, this small place was already overcrowded. may have eaten out of feelings, and the fat boss made room for a table for regular customers with a hippie smile.
"You said that this barbecue here, why does it taste different from the previous one, the taste is strange." The fat man said.
A few people sat down around and started chatting while the food was not served.
"Maybe that's what makes the Northeast special." Gu Shutong has been with people for a long time, and he began to slowly become a little active again.
"Don't say it, even if you eat it in Nanchen and Beichen, it's not the same taste." Jiang Yao immediately thought of the barbecue he ate in Nanchen Village, although it was all in the northeast region, the taste was indeed different.
"It's different, I'm the only one who eats something so exciting here." Shan Hang, who was born and raised in the Northeast, shook his head and poured a glass of beer into his stomach.
Even the cold-faced man Ah Zhen nodded and agreed with Shan Hang's words. Speaking of which, Shan Hang and Ah Zhen may be the people who are most familiar with the Northeast, and they also said that they have never eaten it, which makes the suspicious Jiang Yao mutter.
And Jiang Yao happened to have nothing to do for a while, and the male protagonist Zhuang Zhidie in the novel "Waste Capital" bought online frequented a noodle restaurant that was told by the proprietress that it would be so delicious if there were drugs in it, Jiang Yao looked at the red spots and acne marks on the boss's greasy face, and the beer he had just eaten was about to regurgitate.
couldn't help but sneer: Could it be that the barbecue I ate for the first time in seventeen or eighteen years was also mixed with something, which made people addicted?
Jiang Yao looked at the boss with squinted eyes again, and seemed to be staring at the people at this table in a busy and noisy environment at the moment, seeing through his thoughts......
"Here comes the roasted kidneys from table 12." Just when Jiang Yao was still pondering, the boss held a long plate and shouted at people to dodge away and came to the table.
"Brothers, eat and drink well." Three or five days of contact can be regarded as acquaintances, and the boss greeted a few people warmly, and also diverted Jiang Yao's attention back to the dining table.
As soon as they saw that the food was served, several people started to eat. And Jiang Yao looked at the greedy brothers again, and even more believed in the belief of "eat good and bad together, and die together", so he picked up the last string of kidneys left on the plate and put it in his mouth.
Slowly, the dishes became more and more uniform, and the beer was drunk more and more, except for Shan Hang and Ah Zhen, the next three were half drunk and unconscious.
"Our last tin foil eggplant is out of stock now, and I see that the brothers have eaten almost enough, do we still want it?" The boss said with a smile, with a treacherous look, and the mustache on his upper lip was particularly uncomfortable.
"Okay, no treachery or business, don't you just see how much Jiang Yao has eaten, and drive Jiang Yao away." Jiang Yao may have been drunk at the time, or maybe he didn't like him and confided it directly.
"Hey, brother, don't mind, don't mind, this guy drank too much, he drank too much." The fat man is a fat man in the end, the kind of cunning and cleverness that was born makes him still play for Jiang Yao when he seems to be drunk.
Jiang Yao said, brothers, it is Jiang Yao's honor to come, we can afford Jiang Yao, and cheer for Jiang Yao's newly opened stall. That's it, when the next account is settled, no matter how much money there is, let's only charge a whole number, what's the matter? "The boss talks left and right, and no one can offend, and people can't help but be secretly amazed.
"Okay, thank you, brother." Shan Hang said drunkenly clenching his fists.
"Then, the brothers are well fed." After the boss finished speaking, he turned around and twisted his ass and left.
At the moment when he turned to leave, Jiang Yao saw a dirty blackened oil stain on his twisted buttocks, which was twisting with the twisting of his fat buttocks, and Jiang Yao's stomach-filled kidneys, leeks, and fish tofu mixed with the pungent taste of beer suddenly reached his throat.
But in order not to make the wine table lively, Jiang Yao didn't let anyone follow, shuttled through the small place by himself, and ran to the bathroom in the backyard of the store to vomit. But before he could find the bathroom, he threw up on the corner of the wall.
"Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang......" The noise in the courtyard was much quieter, but this sound was heard. Jiang Yao was unintentional, but he always felt that the food in this place was not clean. So he walked towards the noisy kitchen while no one was around.
As soon as I lifted the short curtain that had not been removed that summer, in the huge kitchen, two rows of people were chopping big white legs together.
The two rows of people almost mechanically chopped the thighs on the vegetable table with the thick and sharp knives in their hands, and they didn't even care about the blood stains all over their bodies.
Blood flowed and splattered...... This...... Jiang Yao couldn't hold back, leaned against the door, and vomited again.
But Jiang Yao vomited, and when the sound disappeared all at once, more than a dozen heads looked towards the door.
As soon as these people turned around, Jiang Yao saw the front, the blood stains were not only on their bodies, but also on their faces, and those empty and numb eyes seemed to have lost the breath of a living person.
Jiang Yao was so shocked by this group of people that he was not drunk, for fear that this group of people would divide his body, he beat himself up, and began to run towards the place where there were many people in the house.
Running forward, the strange man in the kitchen didn't follow, but he crashed into the fat boss who rushed to the short Jiang Yao, and the porcelain belly bounced the weak Jiang Yao back at once.
Jiang Yao, who had long been convinced that this boss was not simple, was only panicked at the moment.
"Boy, I've long seen that you have good skin and flesh, and it's a good material, so I planned to fatten up a little and kill it again, but it's a pity that your big eyes of a living spirit have seen something that shouldn't be seen, so I'll send you away." The fat boss no longer has the same low three or four as before, and the greasy face covered with red spots and acne marks is extremely hideous in an instant, like a wild giant beast, opening its mouth of saliva and coveting blood.
"Yaozi, where are you staying?" The fat boss was about to swallow Jiang Yao in one gulp, but was attracted by Shan Hang's suddenness.
"Hey, I'll go." The drunken Shan Hang saw Jiang Yao, and also saw the hideous giant beast in front of Jiang Yao, no matter how bold he was, he was so frightened that he retreated.
But how can other people's territory allow trespassers to escape?
Before the bosses could make a move, their heads went numb and they fainted from the blunt hammer behind them.
"Bring these two guys down first, you have to take your time with the good stuff." These were the last words they heard when they were unconscious......