Chapter Forty-Eight: Huomen Loyalty
I said that I was a descendant of Huo Hailong of Wuling Palace, but I only attracted a burst of ridicule. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Of course, among this group of people who laughed at me, the absolute main force was Hui Sizhu and his men.
Hui Sizhu snorted a cigar cigarette and looked at me as if he was a nervous disorder and said, "Have you eaten and screwed? Do you know what kind of hall the Wuling Hall is? Where is it?"
"Hmm......" I hesitated and replied: "This Wuling Hall Zhao Shuihe told me once, but I forgot about it." ”
"Sneer......" Hui Sizhu forced a smile and asked me again: "Then do you know that Huo Hailong is someone in the Wuling Hall of Cantonese cuisine?"
"This ......," I recalled slightly, "my grandfather used to say...... This Huo Hailong is a bell ringer in the Wuling Palace. ”
Laughter, another burst of laughter.
I don't know what's ridiculous about my answer, but I can feel that everyone is awkward listening to me, and everyone doesn't believe me.
Zhao Haipeng shook his head helplessly and spoke to me: "Huo Hailong of the Cantonese Wuling Temple is an old man of my grandfather's generation, and he is the great abbot of our Five Organs Temple, and he has been missing for more than 70 years, how can you be his son, don't talk nonsense." ”
"Who said nonsense? My real surname is Zhang, and I passed it on to the old Huo family, don't believe it, I have evidence. ”
While talking, I handed Huo Hailong to my grandfather, and my grandfather took out the agent ID card that my grandfather left for me and handed it to Zhao Haipeng and them to see.
"This thing, can you prove my identity?"
With my words, everyone cast curious eyes, Zhao Haipeng, Zhao Shuihe, and even scum like Hui Sizhu leaned their heads over to look at the documents I handed them that were stained with black blood scabs.
In the photo, Huo Hailong's ID photo with a beard is clear, and the steel seal and round stamp of the special service department of the Republic of China are also clearly visible.
Everything is irrefutable evidence.
Looking at the documents in my hand, all the people who had laughed at me before had nothing to say, even the invincible Hui Heizhu couldn't help but scratch their heads.
"What the hell is going on today? How did you pop out of the crack in the ground to create a descendant of the Huo family. ”
Looking at Hui Sizhu's helpless appearance, I smiled coldly, and then put away this father's only relic and asked Hui Sizhu, "Are you satisfied?"
Hui Sizhu had nothing to say, and then he gestured to the cook behind him, and asked me to start a so-called fight with him.
To be fair, I'm not a cook, but I'm confident in the spoon, and I have my way to winning the game.
After all, I have worked as a small brick and tile movers, and I have also worked as a low-level boss for five years, and I am confident that I have the physical strength and the strength of the mouth to make the position of this pillar fall in our favor.
So, I smiled at Hui Sizhu and said, "I said Young Master Hui, I feel that you are quite a bully." ”
"How?" asked Hui Sizhu.
I followed the vine and said, "Isn't this significant? The three games are all your hosts and our guests, and you always pick your strengths, isn't it a thing?"
"Oh...... So what do you want? Let me give you a game?"
"No, I don't need you to let me, I'll look at it like this......" I smiled and hugged Hui's shoulder and said: "For the sake of the five visceral temples, let's take a step back, and play this 'sprinkling beans into soldiers', but there is one thing we can change, what to put in the pot, I decide! The rest of the rules remain unchanged." ”
He looked at the thick and thick muscles of his men, and then looked at me who was slightly emaciated, and then took a cigar in his mouth and promised me: "What is not a crack, come on, let you choose, whether it is a sea green bean, or a bright mung bean, count or measure, you can choose." ”
"What do you say?" I reminded.
"Count!"
What I wanted was the sentence of the two hundred and five Hui heirs, so I hurriedly picked up the stubble and said with a smile: "That's it, let's take this game in the pot...... How's the brick?"
My words made Hui Sizhu's jaw drop, and he looked at me with a wide open mouth, until the cigar fell on his arm and burned the grandson, and then he screamed and answered me.
He yelled at me, "Isn't that?
"Easy!" I replied: "I'll put three bricks in the pot and make twelve strokes, and if I drop one of them, I'll lose, and then your cook will repeat it to me, and as long as he comes, I'll lose too!"
As I spoke, I raised the pot and opened my mouth to ask Hui Sizhu, the bastard, to pick up bricks for me.
Hui Sizhu didn't expect me to be so ruthless, nor did he expect me to let him move bricks, so he didn't move for a while, but continued to shake his head and said: "This, no! I haven't heard of bricks in a pot, this can't be done, this can't be done!"
Naturally, I wouldn't give him a chance to refute, so I opened my mouth and said, "You can't say it now? Why did you go earlier? Who promised me what to put in the pot for me to choose? Now I want to change my mind, are you still human?"
I asked this, and when I hit the seven inches of Hui Sizhu, Zhao Shuihe, who saw that the situation was wrong, did not forget to beat the side drum, and shouted at Hui Sizhu: "Huo Laosan is right, you hurry up and find us bricks, otherwise even if you abstain, go, go!"
Under the beating in turns, the young master who was not "angry and brainless" quickly confessed, or he didn't believe that I could pick up bricks, so he asked someone to bring a few bricks from the back kitchen for me to pick.
What everyone present didn't know was that perhaps, I was not the opponent of those cooks in the Five Organs Temple, but none of them were my opponents.
Because...... I've worked as a brick and mortar movers.
I remember that there is a saying called "touch bypass", I think the truth of the world is nothing more than that, so I am confident that I can complete this set of "bricks" into a soldier's fight.
Besides, what all of them didn't know was that when I was a small worker, I could carry 12 bricks at a time by hand, and I could accurately throw a brick into the window hole on the third or even fourth floor.
There was even one time when I used bricks to kill two birds with one stone, and beat the bikers who grabbed bags.
With this kind of tossing and catching movement, we can move bricks a little higher than the cook.
I was naturally not afraid of the advantage, so I rounded the stick, picked up the black brick, and immediately felt familiar and cordial, and then moved my muscles and bones, threw the brick into the pot, and prepared to throw the pot high!
Holding the pot handle with both hands, and waving his arms suddenly, the three bricks were immediately thrown into the air, and after crossing a thick arc, they were caught by me again and again......
The sound was like a train.
After a few times, the edges and corners of the brick were shattered, and even the pot was deformed, but ...... Let's catch it.
No way, who told us that we used to be professional brick movers? Too familiar, too professional.
In this way, after twelve times of the spoon, the three bricks were all turned into brick slag under the action of gravity, and the entire semi-circular iron pot was also turned into a horrible rotten iron full of pockmarks because of my roughness.
Strictly speaking, I'm not breaking the pot, I'm tearing it down!
After completing the whole set of actions, I threw away the pot that had cracked the handle, stretched out my hand to signal the guy from Hui Sizhu, and said very domineeringly: "Dude, it's over, it's time for you to come!"
At that time, the guy was already ...... Scared to pee.
The fleshy guy looked at the brick slag in the broken pot, and he didn't expect that under my young and calm face, there was such a rough and destructive soul, and he seemed to be a little shocked, so he froze in place and didn't have to speak.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, I put the other three bricks with the ashes on the bottom of the pot into the pot in front of him, and continued to "remind" him: "It's your turn, brother! ”
In fact, I knew in my heart that he couldn't take twelve strokes at all.
The weight of a brick is four catties, three pieces is more than twelve catties, bricks and beans are not the same, straight up and down can only be smashed in the pot, this brick, the test is the strength of the spine and the skill of the force, if you just use the strength of the arm like a spoon to pick up, even a piece can not be broken.
These skills are very good, only professionals like me, who move bricks all year round, can understand, and ...... It can only be understood, but it cannot be spoken!
Sure enough, it should have been compared to me to move bricks...... No, after experimenting once, the brick-breaking guy immediately took his hand away from his pot, and then shook his head at his master and said, "This can't come, boss, it's not something that can be done with strength in your hands, I ...... Abstain!"
"Get out! report to my sister! I don't want a fool like you!" Hui Sizhu roared, demonstrating the decadence of repression defeat with his own anger.
But...... If you lose, you lose, two wins in three games, this Hui's kitchen knife, we won!
...... When he came out of Lubi Pavilion, Zhao Shuihe kept clinging to the wooden box containing the ancestral kitchen knives of the Hui family.
As soon as I got into the car, Shui He couldn't help but smile at me and stretched out his thumb and said: "Huo Sansi, you really have a set, you actually dismantled the pot for others, and made the surnamed Hui lose a disgrace, you didn't see the way he looked when he gave me the kitchen knife just now, just like his dead father!"
I drove the car and responded with a smile: "Take a good look at your knife, our shop will be better this time." ”
After saying this, Zhao Haipeng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, excitedly said three "unexpected" in a row, and then he asked me curiously: "I didn't expect you to be the descendant of the Huo family, and besides, you also know Huo Hailong's past." ”
As soon as I heard Zhao Haipeng talk about his "father", I asked curiously: "Is this Wuling Temple Huo Hailong very famous? ”
Zhao nodded and told me: "Naturally very famous, their Huo family of Cantonese cuisine Wuling Temple is a loyal martyr, three generations of sixteen people have devoted themselves to the modern revolution, three of them died in the Wuchang Uprising, six died in the Northern Expedition, five died in the War of Resistance against Japan, and one died in the civil war. ”
"So, you are now the only heir of the Huo family, but ...... There doesn't seem to be anything you can inherit!" Zhao Shuihe added.
Shui He's words made me a little lost, I dare to love me from the surname of a declining chef family, and the people of this chef family are quite self-conscious, it is estimated that they are all as good as Zhao Haipeng, soup matters, and finally ...... only fished out the end of the whole family.
I really don't know whether to admire them or ...... Forget it, I feel like I should have the most basic respect for the dead.
Full of loyalty, there are naturally rules of loyalty.
["Yin and Yang Recipes", Volume 1, Collection of Yin and Resentment Methods, End. 】
(The second volume will be updated tomorrow, the treacherous of the knife, please look forward to it.) )