Lao Cheng struggled, but so many people cleaned him up, isn't that like playing? A few of them pushed Lao Cheng out, and the master followed behind and applauded all the way. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I was left alone in the kitchen, next to the cauldron to be exact.

This pot is the core thing in the forbidden place demarcated by the master, not to mention walking here, even if you look at it a few more times, you will be severely scolded by the master. But today, when they caught Lao Cheng, I hid here for fear of harming the pond fish. The master may have paid all his attention to Lao Cheng, so he didn't bother to talk about me. Now that they're all gone, I'm standing here, and the curiosity in my heart comes out again.

Just now, the master told me to pour out the things in the pot, but maybe he said this on purpose because he was angry with Lao Cheng. If that's the case, the best thing I can do now is to go out with those people and watch the fun. But it's also possible that the master thinks I'm just a cooker and doesn't know how to cook. In that case, it seems like it's time for me to get rid of the contents of the pot.

I stood there for a moment, and then my curiosity finally overcame my fear of the master. Whatever, let's watch it first. If it is discovered by the master, it will be a big deal to be kicked out of this hotel like Lao Cheng. Anyway, I'm only a small cook who only gets more than 2,000 a month, and even if I leave here, I can find a job of more than 2,000 a month anywhere.

Now that I've made up my mind, I won't hesitate any longer. I walked over to the cauldron and lifted the lid with my hand. I glanced into the pot and was overwhelmed by the aroma. The aroma is so strong that it doesn't resist at all. Since I work in the kitchen every day, I can smell this aroma anyway, otherwise I would have been tempted to dive into it and have a good drink.

I'm still in my right mind, and I know I can't just drink it, because it's going to burn my tongue. I picked up the spoon next to me, then scooped a small spoonful out of the pot, put it under my nose and sniffed it.

Incense, that's my first feeling. And then the feeling that people can't help but want to drink is also so strong. I licked my lips and considered whether I wanted to take a sip now.

I looked back at the back door of the kitchen, and there was no sign of it opening. I heard a lot of noise outside, and it is estimated that Lao Cheng is resisting fiercely now, so the master did not come back immediately. I finally couldn't resist the temptation, so I put the tip of my tongue in the spoon and licked it. This made my whole body flutter, as if there were colorful clouds supporting me to float up.

Is this the feeling that keeps people coming back again and again?

Before I entered this restaurant, I worked in a very small cool skin restaurant. It is said to be a cool skin restaurant, but it is actually a small stall selling cold skin. It was a cottage on the side of the road with a stove and then several tables on the main road, each with a couple of maza next to it. In such humble conditions, business is too good to be true.

There are many people who have to come to eat every day, no matter how busy they are, as if they don't eat a meal, and their whole body is like they are missing something. I thought it was a little strange, but the fact that people were willing to come and eat was a good thing for this small stall. I'm just a part-time worker, but I don't have the courage to touch the boss's moldy head.

The business of Liangpi Restaurant is so good that I am often so busy with the boss and the proprietress that I don't have time to eat. Usually after the customers have finished eating, we can clean up a little and eat a little in a hurry, and then we start to prepare the ingredients for the next meal.

Because time is very tight, so usually the boss asks us to eat some cold skin, who makes this the most time-saving. But the strange thing is that when I eat cold skin, the boss never allows me to take it from the cold skin eaten by customers, but prepares a small bucket for myself to eat.

I once asked my boss, "Uncle, why don't we eat the cold skin in the vat?" I watched the guests eat that one and ate it deliciously, let's eat this by ourselves I don't think it's so delicious. They come to eat every day and they think it's delicious. I've eaten it a few times and I'm feeling a little tired, can I change the taste? ”

"Silly girl, it's ingredient, it must be delicious. We are our own people, we must not let you eat that, otherwise we have no conscience? ”

"What's the stuff?"

Hearing my question, the boss stopped talking. The proprietress glared at me, and then said, "It's good to eat some, how can you expect it?" Hurry up or don't eat it. ”

The owner of the Liangpi Restaurant is an honest man, but his mother-in-law is so fierce that I don't dare to look at her at all. When she glared at me, I didn't dare say more. The three of us continued to eat, but before we could finish eating, we saw people from the industrial and commercial office coming.

Generally, people from industrial and commercial offices came, that is, they collected money. On this kind of occasion, the proprietress usually comes forward, and with her there, she can always pay a lot of taxes. Today, as usual, she greeted her, but she only glanced at it and shouted to the back: "Husband, it's time to collect the clothes." ”

"Collect clothes?" I was a little puzzled, because it was past noon. But it will only be two or three o'clock, and it will be too early to collect the clothes.

I stood there in a daze, but the boss was very fast. Before I could react, he had already poured the remaining unsold cold skins from the large bucket for the guests into a black plastic bag. Then he threw the bag into the basket of the electric car and rode away. Before I could figure out what was going on, I saw a few men chasing after him.

The hostess was witty and the boss was quick to react. Later, I thought about it, and felt that they must have thought about it in advance, otherwise they would not have reacted so quickly. However, they were well prepared, but the people from other official families had already been prepared.

The boss was riding an electric car, and the people behind him were on foot, so naturally they couldn't catch up with him. But since people are here, they definitely won't come with such a few people. Just when the boss had only ridden out a few dozen meters, a car was sideways in front of the road. I watched from behind and thought the boss was going to be a little crazy. It was impossible for him not to see the car in front of him, but he still rushed forward regardless of it.

The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, but unfortunately the boss's courage is commendable, but he still can't rush over. Because he was riding only an electric car, not a tank, it was a police explosion-proof armored vehicle that people used to block him. I can't think of any other time when a car of this tonnage will be able to break away from a tank other than a tank. There may be other cars that can, but certainly not the boss's electric car.

The boss stupidly bumped into it, and it broke his head and bleed. He fell to the ground, then grabbed the bag with his hand, as if trying to escape on foot. But he was so badly injured that he didn't have the strength to get back up.

I was dumbfounded, because I couldn't figure out why. I'm from a small place, and I haven't even seen a police car in general, let alone an armored car.

I looked back in the direction of the proprietress and saw that she had already been pressed to the ground. I squatted on the ground as she did, and then reached over my head. As I expected, someone came and handcuffed my hands. However, I cooperated well, and although I was also arrested, I was not injured. Not like the boss, who broke so many bones. Even the proprietress has been slapped several times.

Although I was arrested, I didn't even understand why I was arrested. It wasn't until I entered the bureau that I figured out what was going on with their inspiration.

It turns out that the reason why the business in this store is so good is not because of the good craftsmanship of the owner. Of course, the boss's craftsmanship is indeed very good, but no matter how good it is, it is just a bowl of cold skin.

In fact, the real trick is not in the craftsmanship of the boss, but in the ingredients. Of course, his ingredients are not anything special. The key is that there is something special in it, which determines the prosperity of the boss's business and the outcome of his arrest.

Cheng Ye Xiao He defeated Xiao He, I really don't know if the boss and the boss will regret it. It was at that time that I learned about such a thing as poppy husks. In the past, I only knew that I would be addicted to eating big cigarettes, and this was the credit of history textbooks. I also knew that people would die if they ate raw tobacco ointment, because on TV, there were always performances of those aunts who committed suicide by swallowing opium ointment. Today in the bureau, I learned something new. It turns out that poppy husks, which can neither smoke nor poison people, can still be used as seasonings.

Although in inspiring me to help me recall, the police used some tricks. But I really don't know anything, and the boss is an honest person, although the boss lady is usually fierce, but she is not a bad person. The two of them told the police that I was just a part-time girl and didn't know the inside story, so I was eventually released.

When I was released, perhaps to compensate for the means I had used before, an aunt from the police came out and explained to me what happened.

In fact, in this kind of street food, poppy shells are almost becoming a common practice. This does have the effect of enhancing the flavor of the ingredients, but although the poppy shell is just a shell, it is still addictive after all. Ordinary hawkers only put a little bit of it, so it is not easy to be noticed. The owner of this cool skin restaurant is too greedy and puts too much, so there are already customers who are very addicted. Of course, just like this, the special police who can't alarm the riot car can only be blamed on some addicts. (To be continued.) )