(263) Market Culture

Hearing the praise of the guest, the short and fat chef looked very proud.

He used his thumb to compare his fat belly under his apron, and said:

"This distinguished guest, you think it's delicious! This recipe has been passed down in my family for four generations, and when it came to my father's generation, many improvements were made, such as the addition of red-hot stones, which ensured that the side dishes in the lamb's belly were thoroughly cooked, and the minerals in the stones enhanced the umami taste. ”

It can be seen that the fat chef has a sincere love for his family's culinary business, and when it comes to cooking, he will talk endlessly.

Ten minutes later, the hotel owner finally couldn't take it anymore, he kicked the chef's fat butt and scolded, "Fat Tony! You fat big slocker! There is no one who is not lazy! The other guests are still waiting for the food to be served! Stop talking, get me back to the kitchen!" ”

"Oops! Hey...... Sorry...... Boss...... I'll go right away! ”

The fat chef twisted his round body and ran towards the kitchen, because he didn't pay attention to his feet, his short legs tripped over the edge of the carpet, and he knocked down the waiter girl when he fell.

The two plates on the tray and the dishes in them were buttoned to Lin, and this scene was so full of eyes by the boss that he stomped his feet and scolded the fat chef again, causing everyone in the hall to laugh.

As it gets late, the upstairs residents go downstairs to eat, and the nearby diners also gather here to smell the smell of cooking smoke, and the hall on the first floor is full of people and lively.

The town where the inn is located is located on the main thoroughfares of the Valstad Empire, which connects all kinds of travelers from the north and south.

With so many people smoking pipes, the hall became smoky, and the sounds of swearing and bragging, clinking glasses were endless.

A middle-aged man with an obscene face secretly pinched the waiter's sister's thigh with his hand while waiting for the top material.

"Smack!

You stinky rascal! Take your dirty hands away! Stay away from me! ”

The girl serving the plate angrily slapped the other party in a loud slap, leaving a red handprint on the middle-aged man's face.

The man didn't feel ashamed at all, he felt that he had taken advantage, and his face was full of smugness.

The other waiters and girls all cast disdainful glances at this man, and they all bypassed the middle-aged man far away on the way, kept their distance from him, and never brought him food and wine again, whatever he called.

Among the mixed group of residents were two fierce-looking men who sat in the corner of the hall gambling at a wooden table with coins piled high and an account book.

One of the men, with a scar on his face, suddenly stood up, pinched the dice with his fingers and examined them carefully, and then spat and cursed:

"Fuck! You son of a bitch! How dare you cheat at the table! I just noticed that you've got mercury in your dice! How can I keep losing tonight! I thought I was really unlucky, but it turned out that I fucking ran into a thousand people! ”

Another bald man with a fierce face also stood up, and he wiped the splattered spat on his face with his sleeve: "you! Can't afford to lose, can you? Gambling is to win and lose, don't play if you can't afford it, Lao Tzu will find someone else to gamble! ”

The bald man grabbed the coin on the table and was about to get up and leave, but Scarface grabbed the bald man by the collar and threatened viciously: "You still want to run?" Bastard! You cheated Lao Tzu out of his money, quickly spit out the money to Lao Tzu! ”

"Yo, you're playing tricks, aren't you? What if I don't give it? ”

"I'll beat you to death if I don't give you money!"

Immediately, the bald man received a heavy punch in the face.

He collapsed on the table, but quickly stood up with his arms and punched Scarface, and the two drunks tore each other's clothes and scuffled wildly.

The tavern owner rushed over when he heard the sound, looked at the two of them in a mess, and shouted loudly: "It doesn't matter if you two want to fight, show me a little, don't smash Lao Tzu's table and chairs!"

But the two of them fought more and more fiercely, not only smashing a pair of tables and chairs, but also breaking the wine glass on the table next to them.

The boss clenched his fists and shouted into the kitchen, "Nathan! Sivir! Clean up these two bastards! ”

"Come on!" As soon as the words fell, I saw two sturdy young men rushing out of the kitchen, the two of them usually help the cook, and act as thugs when something happened, the two of them waved short wooden sticks in their hands, and beat the bald head and Scarface violently, and the battle situation became even more chaotic.

Plates and cups were smashed continuously, and the screams and scolding frightened the female occupants in the hall, and one old woman fainted with fright.

A glass flew up the wall and shattered with a loud noise, and the Queen Rosemary was so frightened that she shuddered and shrunk into a ball.

Maxim comforted the panicked sister, took her in his arms, and patted her on the back gently: "Sister, don't be afraid, this kind of thing is very common in taverns, with Victor and Edgar here, no one can hurt you."

The reaction of the other ladies was completely different, and Princess Edgar was very excited when she saw this violent scene.

She was holding a leg of lamb in her left hand, a wooden beer mug in her right hand, her mouth was full of oil, and her long silver hair was stained with runge and honey.

She strode to the side of the four people who were fighting, and watched excitedly while eating and drinking, she couldn't take her eyes off it, and her big violet eyes barely blinked, cheering them on from time to time:

"Hard! Right! That's it! Slap him in the face, kick him in the crotch! Pull his beard! Didn't you have enough to eat? I don't have the strength to fight! ”

Young Master William looked at Edgar with an ugly face and shook his head helplessly.

Constance also looked disdainful, he helped the leg of his glasses, and said, "Isn't there a decent gentleman here?" It's so rude, what a barbaric place! ”

Baron Victor stood behind them and pressed their shoulders with a smile: "Our Valstad people are fierce and like to solve problems with their fists.

Your Majesty Constance, Young Master William, you have spent too long in the aristocratic social circles of the imperial capital, and the complicated etiquette of the noble gentlemen, as well as those fine clothes and jade food, will blind you without exception.

Therefore, if you have the opportunity, you must go out and walk more, see more of the outside world, and learn about the living conditions of the people, which is also the meaning of His Majesty the Emperor. She wants you to get in touch with the culture of the market. ”