Diary of an Exile (44)

"Shall I make another one, then? After that, just one dish a day. I said.

"Okay, you move slowly, can you write it out in proportion?" Chef said.

"Pork has it, right? I'll make you another dish of braised pork. I said.

"You can come, you can come, anything. As long as you come, then can you cook? Which city are you from? What did you do before you came? Chef said.

"I was a cook before I came." I said, thinking about hiding it from the past before I would let the chef suspect it.

"That's all there is to City A dining, no wonder. I didn't expect there to be a talent like you in C City, I didn't expect it. Chef said.

Following my grandmother's technique, I continued to make braised pork.

Braised pork and spicy crab, that's all I know.

The braised pork has to solve the problem, and I think about it before I do it.

After cooking, I didn't put a plate on it, and found five plates.

The first dish was given to the chef, who walked over and said, "You appreciate me, I'll give you a taste first." ”

The chef immediately picked it up and took a bite and said, "Amazing, it's a little too sweet." I guess I've been here for too long, but I really can't make this greasy taste. ”

"It's been hard to hammer rocks these past few weeks." I said.

"It's still a hammer job, I'll give you three times the price of a dish." Chef said.

I smiled, continued to bring a small saucer to Han Dong, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered, "Save your life, the password for the cigarette box you brought?" ”

Han Dong was stunned, cried out, and stuffed a mouthful into his mouth. chewed and cried and shouted: "Ninety-nine-nine, you have turned six." ”

I nodded, smiled and stood in front of Brother Long with a plate again.

Brother Long, Brother Shi, and Brother Zheng are in reverse order, and below Brother Zheng is the box.

"Give it to me." Brother Long said.

"Aren't you afraid of being poisonous?" I said.

"Nonsense, Chef, are you poisoned to death? Come with us, at the cost of you. Brother Long said.

I put down my plate and said, "Eat to the chef, three times." ”

After that, Brother Shi, who is obviously much calmer than Brother Long. He took the plate, looked at me and said, "What does your deaf uncle think?" ”

"What?" I said.

"Tell your uncle, don't think about making small moves." Brother Shi said.

I continued to make a big detour and put things in front of my brother.

I deliberately gave very little weight to the three eldest brothers, but I gave the last one to Brother Shi.

And walked around the group to make sure the other two saw it.

Brother Long got up and went to pick up Brother Shi's bowl, and Brother Shi almost leaned over.

"What are you doing, the plate hasn't been settled yet." Brother Shi finally spoke.

"You're so much, I'll take another bite." Brother Long said.

Put the plate and bend over, reach out and pull the box and get up.

Brother Shi said: "You still have this hand? Come and mess with us. It's not a problem, it's too fragrant. ”

I stuck the box to the side and started walking down the stairs, not stopping at all.

"What's your name, big brother? I'll come back tomorrow and continue cooking. Chef shouted.

I held up the box and waved, then turned left and walked towards the gate.

Brother Long's shout then said, "Dog's boy, our box." ”

The audience, who was already lively and discussing things on the stage, stood up when they heard this.

The guards also drew their weapons, and everyone stood but none dared to move.

I patted the box, stood at the door, looked at the three bosses on the stage and said, "Come and get it, grandson." ”

That was the first time I knew what madness was, and the three bosses almost ran down.