Chapter 11 is emerging

It's been snowing almost all the time this winter, and there are occasional stops, so the restaurant business is also very average. Suddenly there are so many people like today, and it is the first time that Jiangban has been seen in such a long time.

The shopkeeper's face was about to laugh.

The middle-aged man in the corner asked, "Shopkeeper, do you have any special delicacies here?" "Yes, hot pot, a must-have of our winter dishes in Fuze Restaurant, beef bones, sheep bones, chicken bones, and pork bones are boiled together, and the soup base smells full of fragrance. Paired with fresh hairy belly, shabu-shabu, stained with our soul flavor plate, it tastes like a word. The shopkeeper said in a colorful voice.

The little girl sitting next to the middle-aged man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Okay, that's what you said." The middle-aged man touched the little girl's hair and said. The little girl stared at the distant figure of the horse shopkeeper, and then turned her head sideways to look at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man smiled: "Can't wait? It's okay, it's served quickly. ”

The little girl nodded, but did not speak. Jiang Pan came in from the door of the restaurant, holding a rope from nowhere, and walked directly into the kitchen as soon as he entered.

Riverside lifted the curtain of the kitchen and saw that the people inside were busy. "You're back just in time, hurry up and bring this hot pot to the table of those men." As soon as Jiang Pan entered, he heard the horse shopkeeper with a big belly commanding him. Jiang Pan hurriedly said yes, saw four more hot pots on the side, and looked at the horse shopkeeper suspiciously.

Seeing that Jiangban hadn't taken action yet, the shopkeeper asked, "Why don't you go yet?" "And then go on to side dishes with those hot pots." Horse shopkeeper, which one should I serve? Riverside spoke. The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, saw several hot pots, and said repeatedly: "Ouch, it's my fault, this table is out of the one called on the right, and the remaining three are those men." ”

Jiang Pan quickly brought the hot pot out, the horse shopkeeper held all kinds of side dishes, and Xiao Er, who followed behind, also held side dishes. The lobby of the restaurant is in full swing, forming a strong contrast with the ice and snow outside.

"Jiang boy, you go to the counter, in the second floor, take three jars of wine to these guest officers, be careful not to fall." When the shopkeeper spoke, he pointed to the men who had just ordered the wine, and then arched his hand towards the men: "Guest officer, you use it slowly, if you need anything, just call me." Then the shopkeeper turned around and went back into the kitchen.

After a while, Jiang Pan followed behind the horse shopkeeper with a hot pot, and the two came to the corner table, Jiang Pan put the hot pot on the table, and the horse shopkeeper put the dishes next to the hot pot. "Guest, you use it slowly." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

The middle-aged man looked at the dishes served, there were water droplets on the crisp and tender green vegetables, and the neatly cut hairy belly was placed in a large plate, the soup base in the pot was rolling, and occasionally the wolfberries in the soup were tumbling up. The little girl looked at the figure by the river and asked suspiciously, "Dad, does he have to be alive at such a young age?" ”

"Daughter, this world is cruel, some people are born with everything, and some people are born with nothing. This is the difference between a good fate and a bad fate. You're fateful. The middle-aged man looked down at the little girl.

Then he said, "Should those who have a good life enjoy it with peace of mind?" The answer is obviously not, you have to keep it in order to be more future; Should those who have a bad life accept their fate? The middle-aged man asked the little girl.

The little girl scratching her head was a little incomprehensible, but she still said, "A child with a bad life has nothing to eat, does he?" The little girl asked innocently. My daughter is so smart, it's because people with bad lives know that if you want to eat and fill your stomach, you have to work hard, and that little brother just now is not a few years older than you, he is a director, and he knows how to help the family. ”

"That.. That... Dad, let's give him something to eat. The little girl said worriedly. Good to listen to my daughter. The middle-aged man scratched the little girl's nose. When Jiangban came to add more carbon to the middle-aged man's hot pot, the middle-aged man rewarded Jiangban with ten cents.

The riverside was joyfully grateful.

In the kitchen, the firewood on the stove was crackling, and the riverside was sitting in front of the stove, adding firewood to it. The curtain of the kitchen door was lifted, and a man in a black gauze hat and silver-white clothes walked in and shouted, "Old horse." Let's go add some soup to the second floor, and by the way, bring some hairy belly greens. After saying that, he didn't care whether the shopkeeper heard it or not, turned around and walked out.

"Yes, yes, yes." The old horse immediately responded.

"Jiang boy, you take the greens and hairy belly in this vegetable basket, and by the way, add some soup to the guest officer on the second floor, just that room with the door number is a flat room in the world." I saw the shopkeeper hand over a vegetable basket, which was divided into two parts, half of which was filled with fresh wild vegetables and the other was filled with hairy belly. Jiangban took it, and then the shopkeeper handed over a teapot, which was not big or small, but the soup in it was very hot, and the riverside could feel it through the teapot.

"Go ahead, be smart." The middle-aged man gave up, and then went inside to see Jiang Da Hammer cutting beef. Riverside quickly took his things up to the second floor. The guy who was stir-frying looked at the riverside and ran out with his calves quickly, and couldn't help but sigh: "Children's energy is good." ”

Jiang Pan came to the door of the room on the second floor and found two men with knives and silver-white clothes, standing at the left and right ends of the door. "It's so pretty." Jiang Pan sighed in his heart.

There was another extravagant looking curtain at the door of the room, and inside was a door. Jiang Pan was stopped by the two people at the door, "What are you doing?" The two men asked. Riverside instantly became nervous. Stammered in response, "I... I... I am.. The shop of this restaurant is a small two... The shopkeeper asked me to come up.." After speaking, he shook the thing in his hand, and didn't dare to look up at the two of them for a long time, so Jiang Pan looked down at his toes. "Let's go inside."

With a "creak", a man with a knife pushed open the door, and a small figure by the river walked in. Yu Guang saw that there were a lot of people inside, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "I am... I'm here to add soup. "Then I put the basket on the table, hold the pot in both hands, stand on tiptoe, barely pour into the pot, stop and rest for a while, and then stand on tiptoe to add soup." It's considered to be finished. On such a cold day, Jiangban actually sweated, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Then Riverside bowed up and turned to leave. Suddenly, I heard a middle-aged man's voice: "You don't know your uncle anymore?" "The riverside felt familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was. I turned my head and found a middle-aged man sitting next to the window. Zongzheng looked at the riverside with a smile.

"Uncle is you, are you eating here?" Jiang Pan replied, but he didn't dare to step forward, so he stood in place. "Yes, uncle just happened to eat here, why are you here, what about your father?" The middle-aged man looked concerned.

"My dad is cutting meat in the kitchen, and I'm here to help out." Zong Zhengjie wanted to say something, but he heard the shopkeeper shouting downstairs: "Jiang boy, Jiang boy, come down and help if you get it." "The shopkeeper doesn't know that he knows Jiangban in Zongzheng Festival, and he Tao knows, how dare he call Jiangban.

"Uncle, I'm going down to work, and the shopkeeper is calling me." Riverside turned and left. "Wait," Zong Zheng shouted, "Ah Zheng, you give him that ten cents." "The middle-aged man commanded." Be. ”

I saw the man take out ten cents from his arms and stuff them into Jiangbian's hand. Jiang Pan wondered if he had stepped on dog shit today, why he had so much money, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Jiangban, who hurried downstairs with a teapot, accidentally fell at the bottom of the stairs, his hand was scratched, and the teapot was held in his arms and intact. The shopkeeper came over to help Jiangban, and Jiangban said apologetically: "The potpot of the shopkeeper is not rotten." The shopkeeper complained: "Next time, if the pot falls, it will fall, people can't fall, people are fine, where does it hurt?" ”

Looking at the kid in front of him, who was about the same age as his grandson, he was going to come out to help with the work, and the shopkeeper said in his heart that it was impossible to be touched. Tsai looked at the riverside carefully, and made sure that his hand was a little broken, and everything else was fine, so he was relieved.

Suddenly a strong wind blew outside, blowing open the door of the restaurant that was not very closed. The wind and snow blew in one after another, and the room instantly became a little colder. He shouted in Chinese characters: "Shopkeeper, close the door quickly." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." The shopkeeper hurriedly shouted, then stood up and tried to close the door. Jiang Pan had already run over and said, "I'll go close the shopkeeper." Riverside pushed hard against the heavy wooden door, trying to close it, but the wind and snow tried to stop the door from letting it in and wreaking havoc. Jiangban's two hands were about to be unable to push, so he used his back against the wooden door instead, and his two feet moved slowly.

The door can be regarded as closed, and Jiang Pan just wanted to lift the wooden stake against the door, when suddenly there was a "bang", and I don't know who kicked the wooden door open from the outside. The major impact force instantly knocked the wooden door into the air, and the door directly hit the body of the riverside. The riverside flew out in an instant, fell heavily into the snow-covered patio, and lay motionless.

Someone shouted at the door: "Who is the shopkeeper of this restaurant, get out of here." "I saw dozens of people at the door, just dressed strangely, holding all kinds of weapons, all of them were fierce and fierce.

"Jiang boy" The shopkeeper watched Jiang Ban fly out, shouted anxiously, and then ran over.

The middle-aged man who was eating in the corner saw this and immediately pulled his daughter to stand up. The men at those tables instantly took the weapons in their hands in their hands, and the atmosphere was instantly tense. The man with a big knife at the door with a long knife mark on his face laughed when he saw the middle-aged man standing up: "Hahaha, it's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, I thought you ran away, but I didn't expect to eat leisurely here, do you know that you are about to die and eat a severed head?" ”

Dozens of people behind the man who spoke also followed: "Haha laughed." ”

Jiang Da Hammer was cutting beef, and suddenly heard the horse shopkeeper shouting in horror in the hall Jiang Ban, thinking that something was wrong, he rushed out with a knife.

On the second floor of Fuze Restaurant, Zong Zhengjie and Zhou Siyan were talking and laughing and raising their glasses, when they suddenly heard a loud crash below, and then heard the frightened shouts of the horse shopkeeper. Zhou Siyan said: "What's going on next, the movement is so big, you go out and take a look." Zhou Siyan asked his men to go down and take a look. Zong Zhengjie frowned: "Forget it, I'll also go out to see what's going on." ”

Zhou Siyan saw that Zongzheng had gone out during the festival, and it was not suitable for him, a local master, to sit, so he also went out.

Dozens of men with weapons walked in. Jiang Da Hammer rushed out with a knife, just seeing this scene. I saw the shopkeeper of the horse lifting up the motionless riverbank. The scar man just walked to the position where Jiang Da Hammer came out, and was startled by Jiang Da Hammer suddenly rushing out, and the child was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, so he thought that he was here to cut them.

The scar man directly stabbed at the middle-aged man who was looking at the riverside in a daze. Jiang Da Hammer raised his hand and blocked it with a kitchen knife, and then pulled the knife upwards and cut it to the wrist of the scar man. The scar man was shocked, and hurriedly turned the big knife, and at the same time retracted his hand, and this knife only cut the back of his hand.

In the Zongzheng Festival that came out on the second floor, I just saw Jiang Da Hammer cutting the knife of the scar man. Zong Zhengjie instantly frowned and narrowed his eyes. Also seeing this scene was the middle-aged man in the corner. Jiang Dazhui's attention was completely on Jiang Pan, and he didn't know who was watching him at all, so he just subconsciously made a move.

Jiang Dazhui quickly ran to Jiangban's side, threw the kitchen knife, hugged Jiangban from the arms of the horse shopkeeper, and shook Jiangban: "Son, son, wake up, don't scare your father." Jiang Dazhui looked at the blood on the collar and the corners of his mouth on the riverside, and then looked at his unconscious son, such a strong man was in a hurry.

The scar man ignored Jiang Da Hammer and walked directly to the middle-aged man in the corner, and the sturdy men at the tables had already surrounded him, blocking the front of the father and daughter.

"Okay, you Liu Qingfeng, our Southern Star Sect looked at your goods, you didn't agree, and quietly transported the goods away, today we take the goods away, you have to stay here." The scar man said viciously.

"Hmph, fancy it, your goods? What kind of money do you guys give? What's the difference between that and a hard grab? Don't think that if you are a member of the Southern Star Sect, I am afraid of you, believe it or not, I will tell you the master? The middle-aged man scolded angrily.

"A dead man can't speak." The scar man rushed forward with his knife in tow. The sturdy man at the head stabbed a wrapped red tassel gun into the chest of the scarred man who ran over. The scar man was obviously prepared, and a slash slashed diagonally from the bottom up, slashing heavily at the body of the red tassel gun. "Ding" only heard a piercing sound, and the knife did not cut the red tassel gun.

"Oh? Not wooden? Scar Man muttered to himself. A sturdy man, holding the handle of the gun in his right hand, rushed forward, trying to pierce the scarred man's chest. The scar man retreated again and again, and the people brought by the scar man rushed towards the sturdy man with a weapon. I saw the man's hand holding the handle of the gun, and he shook it vigorously from side to side, hitting the people who came back on both sides. The people on both sides were instantly beaten and flew out. The cloth wrapped in the red tassel spear also flew in all directions in an instant.

The man withdrew the cold and shining red tassel gun, still holding the handle of the gun in his right hand, but holding the middle of the gun in his left hand. The gun was diagonally slanted, with the tip of the gun pointing down, the handle of the gun facing up, the left foot in front of it, the right foot back half squatting, and the eyes stared sharply at the scar man.

"People from the Fengrong Dart Bureau, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, so as not to get into trouble." The scar man slashed down on the man's waist, and the man blocked it. "If you have any ability, just use it, take people's money to do personnel, it is a matter of course, it just so happens that you have already learned from the leader the tricks of your Southern Star Sect."

The two sides fought. The middle-aged man was surrounded by six people in the corner, the little girl screamed in fright, and the middle-aged man comforted him again and again.

The scar man and the sturdy man fought back and forth, and they couldn't tell the difference for a while. The tables and chairs in the restaurant were scattered all over the place. The shopkeeper shouted in the patio: "Stop fighting, I'm going to report to the official." ”

It's just that no one regularly meets him in the chaotic scene, and the shopkeeper is jumping in anger.

Suddenly, I don't know whose knife was picked off, and it slashed at the railing on the second floor. Zhou Siyan just came out and stood at the fence, Zhou Siyan was still standing there motionless, without any panic on his face. Seeing this Zhou Siyan's calm appearance in the Zongzheng Festival, he thought: "It is worthy of coming down from the battlefield." ”

But Zhou Siyan's subordinates were not calm, the people around him were scared into a cold sweat, looking at the knife close at hand, the scalps of his subordinates were numb, if Zhou Siyan had an accident, they would all be buried together.

"There are assassins, protect the prince." Someone immediately shouted, then pulled out a knife, pushed Zhou Siyan into the house with one hand, and looked around cautiously. Someone on the second floor had already run to the staircase to block it.

"Send a signal quickly, say that the prince is assassinated, and before the guards come, you have to guard this staircase for me even if you die." Looking at Zhou Siyan's subordinates, he shouted.

I saw one run to the window and let out an arrow. Arrows shot up into the sky, and the screaming sound was particularly harsh in the wind and snow, and the sound instantly spread all around.

The wind and snow are still raging around Fukuzawa Restaurant, but if you listen carefully, you can faintly hear a lot of noisy sounds, as if it is the sound of a horse? It's like the sound of the army running?