act11: Eating as a slave may be a conscious gaffe, Jiao Ziqian surprisingly did not interrupt, obediently took two steps back, and put back the foot that stepped into the cafeteria.

The lights on the other side of the crowd did not shine here, and the expressions on everyone's faces could not be seen clearly in the dim sky, Song Jiu glanced back at Jiao Ziqian, who nodded and said in a low voice: "That... I'll be waiting for you outside. Xiao Zhu coughed twice and walked in at the end.

The scene became a little awkward, and Xiao Zhu, who was talking eloquently just now, suddenly became silent, and followed at the end without saying a word, looking more restrained than Song Jiu.

"What to eat?" The chef's hat is familiar with the road, and he goes around a few clean long tables and lights a few candlesticks.

"Just keep it simple...... Trouble. Song Jiu couldn't figure out the depth of the chef, and when he saw that Xiao Zhu didn't answer, he had to reply stiffly.

"Sit casually." The chef's hat lifted the curtain on one side and went into the operation room, and after a while, the inside was also illuminated by firelight.

The big canteen is really not small, just looking at the seven or eight rows of tables and chairs lined up from the door, it is not difficult to imagine how many meals will come to eat every day.

The layout here is very similar to the dining hall of a campus unit, with a water fast dining table and chairs, although old, but spotless, and a faint smell of dish soap can be smelled from the round bench.

Judging from the size of the interior space revealed by the glass window, the operating room is about one-fifth of the entire canteen.

In the middle of the window, there is a gap for picking up food, and behind it is a slippery stainless steel countertop, with cutting boards, kitchen knives, and all kinds of pots and pans, neatly stacked in their respective positions.

The lighting inside is also an open flame, so I don't need to open the stove, so I only lit a candle.

The back of the chef's slender hat appeared from time to time, busy with himself, and ignored the four people in the empty canteen, which made Song Jiu and the others even more suspicious.

"Brother Xiao Zhu, can I go out?" Song Jiu lowered his voice and approached Xiao Zhu, and hesitated: "My brother can't be idle, I'm afraid that he will run around again..."

"Oh, I almost forgot, stay and I'll take a look." Xiao Zhu stood up and shouted at the operation room: "Sister Jia, I'll go first, I'll pick them up and take them back to the accommodation area later." ”

"There you go." The chef hat returned to the counter with a big guy in his hand, and said without raising his head: "You don't have to come back for a while." ”

"Ahh Well, they haven't been to the house yet......"

"I'll take them." The cook took off her chef's hat and raised her head, tied up her long hair, and beckoned to Song Jiu: "Come here." ”

"......" Song Jiu put on a trembling look, and ran over: "What are your orders?" ”

"Move out." The cook turned around and blew it out, and pointed to the drawer on the desk: "This is the easiest, eat it while it's hot." ”…… Song Jiu held the drawer on the table, lifted it up, and the steaming heat hit his face; Ah Hai and the other young man looked at each other, regret written on the left face, regret written on the right face.

A drawer full of big buns, which can't be compared with the wine pond meat forest outside!

"Do you want vinegar?" The cook knocked on the window and shook the dark bottle in her hand.

"Come, come on." Song Jiu is a little numb, from entering the door to the present, I feel that the people I meet are full of indescribable weirdness, and there will inevitably be many incidents, so Song Jiu has to choose to follow the customs.

He can see that if he can't finish this drawer of buns today, it is estimated that it will be a little unpleasant.

"Why aren't you leaving? Want to eat too? The cook twisted out with a few bottles and cans, and when she saw Xiao Zhu still standing at the table, she raised a finger and pointed at him: "Either go or eat." ”

"I'll go first, that's troublesome Sister Jia, I'll send them later." Xiao Zhu's face changed, and he turned his head and left.

Seeing Xiao Zhu running out of the cafeteria as if he was running away, the expressions of the three of Song Jiu became even more ugly, where is it like a canteen?

Didn't you enter a black shop?

"Eat." Song Jiu's heart was horizontal, and he picked up a hot bun and stuffed it into his mouth. According to his previous assumption, he thought that after coming in, he would first meet the steward, and at least there must be a set of review processes, right?

However, the reality deviated from the predetermined track, not to mention witnessing a lively drinking party, and having to eat steamed buns with all your might, how awkward it was.

Ah Hai and another little friend saw that Brother Jiu was like this, and they couldn't shirk it anymore, Xiao Zhu changed a little too much, which made several people a little jealous of this young woman and cook.

But it's a relief to think about it, they're new here, and as a local snake, it's normal to give a little bit of dismount.

After all, these years are different from the past, if the other party wants to do a black hand, then just use a knife, and you really can't use expensive food as bait.

"Is it delicious?" The cook didn't pay attention to them, and she was busy in the operation room for a while, and when she came out again, she had already changed into civilian clothes.

"It's delicious, it's delicious." The three of them nodded like pounding garlic, struggling to swallow the white-flour steamed buns, and complained bitterly in their hearts.

Song Jiu covered his face with a bun, and secretly looked at this cold cook, to be honest, after changing into civilian clothes, the whole person's temperament was different.

Now she looks more like an ordinary urban white-collar worker, although it is still cold, but it feels better than wearing a chef's uniform.

"Eat more if it's delicious." The cook brought a few candlesticks to the dining table, and sat in the empty seat next to Song Jiu, holding her cheeks in her hands, and watching the three of them gobble up with a smile.

"Jia... Sister Jia, that, my brother can't talk more than a brain, I'll apologize to you on his behalf-"

"What's your relationship with him?" The cook interrupted Song Jiu's words expressionlessly, and threw a sentence lightly: "If he is your son, then I will accept this apology." ”

“……”

"Not? Mind yourself. The cook pursed her lips and snorted: "Hurry up and eat, leave when you're full, I'm sleepy." As if they had been granted amnesty, Ah Hai swallowed the dough in their mouths as quickly as possible, and wailed in unison: "We are full, we are full." Song Jiu was bored with himself, his face was somewhat displeased, and after thinking about it, he swallowed back the words in his mouth.

People are under the eaves, they have to shrink, but I didn't expect to offend people on the first night here. The things in the back are lackluster, Iceberg Chef Niangjia and Heat Xiaozhu are two extremes, the latter keeps clicking and clicking all the way, and the former is simply like gold.

On the way out of the cafeteria to the accommodation, Chef Niangjia said less than five sentences before and after, three of which were

"Uh-huh". Rao is song wine is thick enough skin and really can't wipe his face to set it almost she went over there the three of them followed which way they went around a few big rooms they didn t know what to do with them and finally arrived at the so-called

"Accommodation area". I have to say that Song Jiu has begun to wonder if this sister Jia is deliberately embarrassing them.

Xiao Zhu took them to enter from the main entrance and briefly introduced, the two rows are built by the wall, surrounded by group sculptures and green areas are the accommodation area, although there are many people there, but according to the layout of the house, it is more than enough to fit a few more people.

Xiao Zhu himself said that after taking them to dinner, he would come here to arrange accommodation, although he didn't say it specifically, but he could hear it from his obedient voice, and they should live in front.

But where did the cook take them? Song Jiu looked at a few big black pigs rolling in the mud, and his brain was starved of oxygen.

"It's a pigsty, and there's a couple of stalls at the back, and the sheep and chickens are nearby." Cook Niangjia crossed her waist with one hand, pointed to the pigsty close at hand, and said, "These things are counted, you better not have a bad idea." ”

“……”

"Here, yes, behind the pigsty, where you live." Cook Niangjia pointed to a dark direction again, and said: "It's too dark, I won't go in, you guys should rest early, if you need to go to Xiao Zhu, come to the cafeteria for dinner." Then he turned around and was about to leave.

Song Jiu couldn't hold it back, there was nothing else on the four sides except for the smell and the fence, although the weapons were confiscated, but it should be easy for the servants to deal with a woman.

Ah Hai and the two saw the fierce light in Brother Jiu's eyes, and habitually spread out a few steps, surrounding the cook Jia who turned around and wanted to leave.

"What else?" Chef Niangjia stopped and looked at the three of them, but there was still no joy or anger on her face.

Song Jiu adjusted his breathing a few times, gave Ah Hai and the two of them a look to retreat, and stepped forward and asked, "Let's trouble Sister Jia to lead the way, we have just arrived, and this is a place to put ingredients, if you accidentally make a mistake, it will be a big sin." Cook Jia glanced at Song Jiu, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What if I don't go?" ”

"Then we have to follow Sister Jia back, without the old driver, we don't dare to go on the road." Song Jiu laughed dryly twice and said, "And my brother seems to have left with Captain Xiao Zhu, we have to look for him." Ah Hai and the two of them hit the snake with the stick, how sincere and sincere their expressions and tones were, and they sold the beautiful words cheaply, desperately smashing them on this cold young woman.

Song Jiuzhuo touched her and sprinkled Ma Wei, after all, Jiao Ziqian was quick to talk for a while, and he hated it, but he didn't tease them like this.

So after thinking about it, I still give in first, and by the way, play a scoundrel, let her scold a few words at most, and then go where to go.

Who knew that this cook didn't buy Song wine at all, sneered and listened to the words of a few people, and threw down a sentence

"Whatever you want," and then turned around and walked away, leaving the three boys messy in the fishy wind by the pigsty.

"Brother Jiu, this girl has a heart, right? I'm going to kill her. "Ah Hai is angry, he has been mixing with Song wine for more than a year, when have you ever eaten this kind of suffocation?

He immediately bent down and picked up a sharp stone beside the pigsty, weighed the weight, and prepared to go to the black hand.

"Come back." Song Jiu was so angry that he paced around the pigsty a few times, but finally endured it. Having said that, there is no other trick than forbearance, and if you play hooligans on other people's territory, you still have to pay off your own catties.

"Brother Qian'er, what should I do? Whatever? The other young man was also a little confused, and the noisy atmosphere of the drinking party was still lingering in his ears, but next to him was a stinky pigsty, and the gap was too great.

"Let's go to the back and take a look, and don't make trouble tonight." Song Jiu took a sip hatefully, secretly wondering how to wash the cook after the dove occupied the magpie's nest, and used the moonlight to distinguish the next direction, and touched it in the direction pointed by the cook.

Song Jiu's sense of direction is average, and he probably recalled the distance and direction, and estimated that this should be the tail of this fortress, and the whole back of the pigsty is a shantytown, which is very different from the square.

The heavy rain a few days ago should have moistened this side, and the feet were full of slippery mud, plus several livestock sheds were in front of it, and the smell was so bad and unpleasant.

There were many damp meadows on both sides of the dirt path, and I don't know what they were for, but after passing through the trench-like path, I finally saw a thatched hut.

The thatched huts looked ghostly in the dim moonlight, the adobe walls were in tatters, and a doorway that could not be closed was miserable.

Song Jiu touched his trouser pocket, the match was still there, so he leaned into it, and the bean sprout flame gathered a circle of light, faintly illuminating the damp thatched hut - there was basically no difference between the inside and the outside.

"Is this human-lived! It's too much of a bully!

"The two young men who held back their stomachs and white faces were sad and angry, why! Although we are not well-intentioned, you can't treat them differently!

"Shhhh Song Jiu picked up a handful of relatively dry thatch from the ground, saved a bunch of light fires, and by the light of the flames, he and the two of them probably cleaned up.

The shack was the size of a toilet, and although the ground was not as muddy as outside, it was also cold and humid.

The three of them covered the door and sat around the fire with their arms crossed, staring at the fire in a daze. Something seems to have gone awry with the progress of things......

"Take out the flare first, the thatched hut is a thatched hut, just enough to hide things." Song Jiu frowned and thought about it for a while, but decided to act according to the original plan, anyway, there were still six days before the agreed time, and there was no need to die on the first night.

The two young men couldn't hold it back for a long time, and hurriedly ran out of the shack when they heard the words, and after more than ten minutes, one of them ran back with a plastic bag covered with yellow foreign objects, and the wind blew outside the door, and a foul smell spread.

"......" Song Jiu rolled his eyes and almost fainted, pointed at the two of them and scolded: "What are you doing with it!" Buried in a pigsty! Why don't you smell bad enough?! ”...