Both of these possibilities explain why I feel that the two restaurants taste similar, but there are subtle differences.

And the last possibility is just my subjective assumption: running away immediately after the secret recipe is leaked is equivalent to not recruiting myself, I have no other skills except working in the altar butcher shop, and I want to mix in this industry in the future and not lose my reputation, so I have to wait for the limelight to pass and then find an excuse to leave.

Thinking about it, the resolute and tired face of the fat man always appeared in front of my eyes, intentionally or unintentionally. I picked up the phone and called Zhuzi: "Brother Zhuzi, are you at home or out of town...... If you don't have anything to do, help me track a target, I've shown my face several times, it's inconvenient. I'll send you a text message in a moment. With a camera, keep an eye on it, if you happen to meet me, you don't know me. This time, the client is one of my eldest brothers......"

Waiting until one o'clock in the afternoon, the number of guests eating the meat of the altar gradually decreased. The fat man came out of the store in a hurry according to my arrangement, and he didn't know where to relieve his boredom. I combed my hair and changed into a casual suit, put on the black-framed glasses from yesterday, polished my leather shoes, and walked into the Lu Da Fat Altar Meat Restaurant in a graceful manner. That's right, the target of my trip is Lu Xiaohua, the daughter of Lu Fatzi.

If you want a woman to tell you the truth unreservedly, the most straightforward way is to soak her. I knew very well that no matter how willing Fat Lu was, he would not allow me to do so, so I took him away. The method is a little bad, but I think Lu Fatzi can't hate me too much in the end, in comparison, he should be even more intolerant of his daughter marrying the son of a thief who stole his life, right? Stirring up Huang for this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks as soon as possible is also a merit for me.

However, the difficulty is still objective. Although I think my image is acceptable, I can't compare to the little fresh meat who are captivating the country and the city, and I am not 100% sure that I can take down this little girl of altar meat. What if people are now dying and resurrecting love with my "rival in love" - Wei Laosan's son Xiaojie? It is also completely acceptable to retreat to the next best thing and quickly become her blue face.

Different from the low-key of the previous day, today I walked into the Luda Fat Altar Meat Restaurant very sunny. There were three or four sporadic diners in the store, Lu Xiaohua was still sweeping the floor, and I didn't wait for her to call Wei Laosi and took the initiative to say: "Sister, give me a thin one, thank you." Then he pressed his index finger to his lips and whispered, "Don't add special ingredients today, I still prefer the original flavor." ”

Lu Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, Xuan not only recognized me, but also heard the meaning of the words, and sneered and said, "Okay, you can wait a while." As he spoke, he went into the back kitchen and served me food with a tray.

I smiled as gentlemanly as James Bond and said, "Thank you." I began to enjoy my lunch slowly, occasionally peeking at Lu Xiaohua who was cleaning up.

This girl is very rustic, maybe the long-term relationship with the old soup and big meat makes people feel a little greasy, and her appearance is not so outstanding, but she is simple and simple, especially the eyes are very clean and clean. After a closer look, I unexpectedly found that she was not short, not to mention one meter six, seven, six or eight, although her figure was not exaggerated, but also concave and convex. If I really want to deal with the object, I can still talk about it.

Just when I was secretly calculating how to find a topic to talk to Lu Xiaohua, Wei Laosi suddenly came out from behind, saw me at a glance, and asked in surprise: "Oh, aren't you from the community?" Do you have that bag? ”