Because of this time of year in the Medicine Valley, there are pharmacists and doctors who come from afar, but in the end they don't catch up with the grand ceremony.

So when Mu Weiyang and them stayed overnight after the ceremony, they didn't attract any attention.

After many days of traveling, both of them were physically and mentally exhausted.

After asking the shopkeeper to prepare hot water, Mu Weiyang took the lead in entering the room to freshen up.

At the same time, Di Qiqi went out to buy according to the note written by Mu Weiyang.

When Mu Weiyang finished freshening up and changed his clothes and went downstairs, Di Qiqi had not come back yet.

So Mu Weiyang instructed the shopkeeper to clean up the room and change a bucket of water later.

The shopkeeper did so.

While the room was still being cleaned up, Mu Weiyang walked downstairs and found a place in the corner.

recruited the shopkeeper and ordered a few cheap side dishes, after all, she was robbed twice before and after this trip, and she didn't have much money on her, not to mention that there was one more person now.

The shopkeeper carefully wrote down the two side dishes ordered by Mu Weiyang, one cold and one hot, and shouted in the direction of the kitchen.

When he had finished his drink, he shook off a white cloth from his shoulder and wiped the table carefully.

After that, he opened a teacup from the tea set that was originally covered on the table, and poured a glass of water for Mu Weiyang: "Please wait, I'll come right away, if you have something to do, it's time to call the shopkeeper." ”

It seems that the way to place an order in this inn is the "shout", and I don't know that this inn looks very big, this shopkeeper shouted here, so can the chef who is busy in the back kitchen hear it?

Mu Weiyang thought about it, shook her head, and didn't think about it, so she turned her head and looked around, although this position was in the corner, she could see the door and the upstairs, so she chose to wait for Di Seventeen while eating here.

After a while, the dish came up.

A very simple and clean Chinese cabbage, plus a pickled radish that is also unrecognizable.

"Guest officer, this is our specialty dish, you really ordered it."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, Mu Weiyang smiled bitterly, it seems that the people around here are poor people, and they don't have any money to pay for them, so the cabbage and pickled radish have been made into specialty dishes.

Although he thought so, Mu Weiyang still expressed his gratitude to the shopkeeper, and then picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth.

Mu Weiyang was stunned.

It is rare in the world that fried cabbage can be burned to this level, so it is no wonder that there are still so many customers in the store after this grand festival is over.

Then go for the pickled radish, it's just as delicious!

Just when Mu Weiyang was about to say that your chef here is very skilled, there was a sudden sound of smashing glasses on the side.

"Phew! It's really unpalatable, what kind of specialty dish is this, it's worse than garbage! ”

At this time, the shopkeeper suddenly appeared in front of the person who threw the cup, and no one even saw how he came over.

"This guest officer, I'll give you a different plate."

The shopkeeper reached out to get the plate, but the man rudely stopped him and knocked the whole dish on the ground: "Call the cook." ”

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

"Then you called the boss here and made such an unpalatable thing, shouldn't you apologize to us personally?"

The other party said it reasonably, and the shopkeeper scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Wait a minute." The shopkeeper politely bowed his hand, as if he was afraid of being beaten, and went straight inside to find the cook, this scene was probably something that many people present did not expect.

After a while, a long, thin middle-aged man appeared in front of everyone, about fifty or sixty years old, with straw in his mouth in his mouth, and his apron was tied haphazardly, lining his waist extremely thin.

"Now, you're looking for me?"

The other party looked him up and down, and when he saw that it was a thin old man in his fifties or sixties, he asked unceremoniously, "Are you a cook?" ”

"Isn't it like that?" The thin old man flicked the chef's apron around him.

The other party was obviously not satisfied with his answer, and pointed to the plate of dishes in front of him and said, "You also made such an unpalatable thing?" ”

Hearing this, the man took off the straw in his mouth, reached out and grabbed a vegetable leaf that had fallen on the table, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully: "Well, it's delicious." ”

As soon as the cook finished speaking, the man kicked and knocked over the table full of dishes: "No problem? You've got something wrong with your tongue! ”

The cook looked at the mess on the ground: "I picked them all up and ate them." ”

He changed his previous lazy appearance, no longer grasping the straw in his hand, and looked at the two people on the other side of the table.

"You [......beep] to pick it up for me to eat!"

I saw a flash of white cloth in front of me, and as the apron flew up, the foul-mouthed man was already trampled on the ground, and no one could see how the cook did it.

"Eat." The cook repeated it again.

"You [beep ......]"

The man on the ground still wanted to burst into foul language, but he was trampled on by "Click" and shattered his jawbone, and he was afraid that he would no longer be able to scold fluently in this life.

"Eat them all." The cook said, adding another kick.

"Titicaca" There were several sounds of bones breaking, and the man on the ground vomited blood and foamed at the mouth, and it seemed that he couldn't eat it even if he wanted to.

Seeing this, the companions were about to flee, but the cook suddenly copied to the door.

"I said you could go?"

As soon as the cook finished speaking, the man hurriedly knelt on the ground: "The villain has eyes but does not know Mount Tai, please spare the villain a lot." ”

The cook didn't speak, and watched him smash his head very calmly, bleeding all over his face, crying almost wetting his pants, and then slowly picking up the straw he had thrown away from the ground: "That guy is not dead yet, I am not ready to kill you." ”

"Thank you, thank you!" As he spoke, the man threw himself on his companion, who was still foaming at the ground, and lifted him up.

"Wait!" The cook's words once again frightened the man to his knees.

"Didn't you hear me say you want him to eat all this?"

The cook's voice rose slightly, leaning against the doorrail, his hand still tugging at the tie from the apron he had picked up, and the straw in his mouth.

The man crawled back to the collapsed table, stuffed the leftovers on the ground into his companion's already dislocated mouth, and then rushed out like crazy.

"Money for saucers and seats!" Seeing that the person ran away, the shopkeeper suddenly screamed.

It's a pity that the two of them have fled far away at this time.

The cook shrugged: "I've escaped." ”

"Then the money is on your head!"

"Huh!?"

This cry completely ruined the image of a lazy and cool handsome uncle that he had finally established before.

"That's it." The shopkeeper said categorically.

"No, are you mistaken, I'm the boss!" The cook retorted.

"Yes, you're the boss, but I'm the one in charge!" The shopkeeper said, and he didn't know where to take out an abacus and fiddle with it.

Seeing this, the cook said a little unhappily: "You know that I am very busy, and you still call me out at every turn, and I am alone in the kitchen, is it difficult for you not to cook if I don't cook?" Our division of labor is clear, and you still have to blame you for calling me out of this table and chair, so it should be on your head. ”

As he spoke, the cook stretched out his hand towards the shopkeeper, looking like a scoundrel.

"Why do you want me to pay for it?"

"I'm not convinced to beat you, speed!"

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