Chapter 5: Face to face
"Big Tiger! Two Tigers!" The big-headed Buddha roared angrily, and after a crackling sound in the back kitchen, I saw two big fat men who were fatter than the big-headed Buddha rushing out like two mad dogs. This, judging from the body shape, may be more appropriate for the mad pig.
"Master, what's wrong?" Dahu and Erhu looked at the master, yawning, but their hearts were pounding. They had just gotten up, and they didn't expect the master to suddenly call them so early. The two muttered in their hearts, could it be that the master instructed them to knead their dough last night, but the master found out that they were kneading and falling asleep?
The big-headed Buddha slept early yesterday, how do you know the little Jiujiu in the hearts of the apprentices, he pointed to the mountain peak and said, "This guy came to eat white food." β
"Well, after eating the large intestine noodles carefully cooked by your master, I couldn't even pay for a bowl of Yangchun noodles in the end. The shopkeeper hurriedly followed up and explained.
The big tiger and the second tiger were shocked when they heard this, and they looked at the mountain peak incredulously, their expressions slowly changed from surprise to anger and then to jealousy. Shanfeng thought to himself, isn't it just a bowl of large intestine noodles, how do you feel that the expressions of these two people are the same as the expressions of those bachelors in the village when they look at their mothers.
"You actually ate the large intestine noodles that the master cooked by himself?" the big tiger roared.
"And besides, don't give the fuck money?" Erhu's eyes widened.
After hearing this, Shanfeng pointed to the scattered money on the table, indicating that he had given it. Erhu hurriedly changed his words, "I only gave 74 money!"
Shanfeng nodded honestly and explained, "But there are only so many on me, and I will give them all to you." After saying that, he shook his purse to prove that he was not lying.
When the mountain peak came out of the village, in addition to his own 1 tael of silver, Guo Xiang's parents also gave him 1 tael of silver. Shanfeng, this guy has no idea what the concept of 2 taels of silver is. In Sanglin Village, every household is basically self-sufficient, and most of the villagers don't have much money. Because, there are very few places where money is needed.
After entering the city, as soon as the mountain peaks were bought in a mess, there was not much money left. Moreover, he didn't get in and entered the most expensive noodle shop in Lin'an City, Kuiyuan Pavilion, you must know that the cheapest Yangchun noodles in Kuiyuan Pavilion are also ...... How much is a bowl of Yangchun noodles?
"75 Wen" shopkeeper prompted.
That's right, a bowl of Yangchun noodles is a full 75 yuan! A bowl of Yangchun noodles at the roadside stall outside is only 5 yuan! Wait, your Yangchun noodles are too expensive, it's comparable to robbery!
Xiao Er rolled his eyes and explained impatiently: "Our Yangchun noodles have eggs and vegetables, it's not a concept at all, besides, the rent at the feet of the Son of Heaven is expensive, we are a famous store, the price is naturally not low, and we didn't force him to eat in our store." β
The big-headed Buddha, the big tiger and the second tiger and the mountain peak all looked at the shop Xiaoer, looking dazed. "Who are you talking to?"
The shopkeeper touched his head and laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, talk to yourself......"
What Xiao Er said is still very reasonable. Uh-huh, what's that...... One or two pieces of silver is almost a year's consumption for the villagers of Sanglin Village. The cost is basically the incense donated when I go to the Lingyin Temple to worship the Buddha.
In fact, Shanfeng can't afford to pay for noodles, and Kui Yuanguan won't necessarily pursue him, but he only blames the shopkeeper for mistaking him for a eater, and then the big-headed Buddha rarely cooks this bowl of large intestine noodles himself. Therefore, if the mountain peak does not give money, the big-headed Buddha will not be able to get by.
Now that the big tiger and the second tiger have come out, the mountain peak is even more reluctant to go. You must know that the noodles in the Kuiyuan Pavilion are actually all cooked by the big tiger and the second tiger.
The big-headed Buddha only sits in the store, and occasionally a distinguished guest comes to the store, and he will cook it himself. Moreover, since Dahu and Erhu took over the kitchen, they haven't eaten noodles cooked by the master himself for a long time. Whether it's the method of cooking or the final taste, it's an opportunity for them to learn the craft. Therefore, the large intestine noodles on the night of the mountain peak naturally made the big tiger and the second tiger jealous.
"Boy, it's okay to eat our noodles without paying. However, you dare not give money in front of the master, so we can only blame us for being polite. The big tiger said and hugged the peak. The mountain peak felt like it had fallen into a pile of meat and was wrapped, and it couldn't move at all.
The second tiger screamed, and crashed into the mountain. No matter how stupid Shanfeng is, he sees Erhu's body of hundreds of catties rushing towards him, and he also knows that things are not good. He thought to himself that he might be seriously injured now, not to mention, and it was more likely that he would squeeze all the large intestine noodles he had just eaten until he vomited out, wouldn't that be even less cost-effective!
This guy is still thinking about the intestine noodles at this juncture!
"Wait!" Shanfeng shouted desperately, but he didn't suddenly explode like the protagonist of a novel, breaking free from the shackles of the big tiger, but said with a blue face: "The large intestine noodles taste good, but they are still very inferior." β
The big-headed Buddha's ears twitched, and he clearly heard the word on the mountain. I think my big-headed Buddha debuted for 40 years, mixed in the food industry for 30 years, and dominated the Jiangnan noodle industry for 20 years, I have never heard anyone dare to say my noodles in front of him!
By the way, the Buddha is 33 years old.
"Stop the two tigers!" the big-headed Buddha stopped the two tigers, staring at the mountain peak viciously, his eyes were hideous. "Boy, do you have the ability to repeat what you just said?"
"Your noodles are very inferior!" Shanfeng shouted at the big-headed Buddha, he still felt that compared to the bowl of large intestine noodles just now, his life was much more precious. Besides, if you are sandwiched by these two fat men of about 200 pounds, you can't imagine that you will die here.
This mountain peak is thinking too much, after all, it is just a bully meal, at most one beating, so as not to kill people.
"Hah, little ghost, you can eat noodles indiscriminately, but you can't talk casually. Tell me where my face is, if you can't tell......" The Big-Headed Buddha held a kitchen knife in front of his neck and threatened.
"If you have the ability, you can make a bowl of the same large intestine noodles as just now, and I'll show you. Shanfeng ate too fast just now, where did he taste it, at this time he just thought, since he was going to die, it would be good to eat large intestine noodles for another night before he died.
"Little ghost, are you trying to test me?" the big-headed Buddha smiled contemptuously, making a bowl of large intestine noodles like just now, it was no problem for him at all. He didn't know what the mountain peak thought, so he immediately returned to the back kitchen and began to cook noodles, while the big tiger and the second tiger sat down like two King Kong Arhats sandwiching the mountain peak.
Shanfeng looked down at the bench that creaked under his butt and said sorry to the bench.
Less than a quarter of an hour. The big-headed Buddha came out of the back kitchen and threw the large intestine noodles in front of the mountain. "Eat. I'll see what you can say!"
The face-to-face duel between the Buddha and the mountain, g...... Begin!
Die, die, be a full ghost! Shanfeng picks up chopsticks and eats. After two bites, the mountain suddenly stopped.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Shan Feng laughed with noodles on his mouth, originally he wanted to learn the laughter of the peerless villain in Old Man Du's story, but his acting skills were too poor, so he only smirked as usual. Coupled with a mouth full of noodles, everyone looked at him with the eyes of a fool. Only then did a few people realize that this guy was probably not here to stir up trouble at all, but just had a problem with his brain.
The big-headed Buddha just wanted to say something, but his brows suddenly furrowed, because he found that Shanfeng's eyes were sharp! At this moment, the expression on Shanfeng's face had changed from a smirk to the expression of a short man who claimed to be a detective but was actually a god of death.
Dian Xiaoer also noticed the change in the peak, and while swallowing his saliva, he touched the back of his neck coldly, and subconsciously looked at the wrist of the peak, although he didn't know why he was looking there.
Shan Feng raised his hand and pointed the chopsticks at the noodle bowl, with a serious expression. "First point! Your face ......"
Dahu and Erhu hurriedly grabbed it: "This noodle is the noodles that the two of us sweated profusely and kneaded for two hours last night, and it is definitely strong enough." "Both of them are thumbs up, and they don't want the master to know that they didn't knead the dough thoroughly last night.
The shopkeeper had a chill, thinking of these two sweaty kneading scenes, he suddenly felt a little pitiful for the mountain peak who ate two bowls of noodles.
"No wonder I said noodles feel a little salty. Wait, back to the point, the noodles are good gluten, but they are completely inelastic!" "Your noodles are never overly cold!"
The big-headed Buddha nodded, he got up early this morning just to go to the toilet, but he didn't expect Xiao Er to say that there were diners patronizing, so he would cook by himself. Usually, when he is in charge of the spoon, the work of laying down the hands such as noodles with cold water is done by the big tiger and the second tiger, but they haven't gotten up this morning, and the big head Buddha has neglected this, and the first bowl of noodles has indeed not been watered.
In fact, when he burned this second bowl of noodles, the big-headed Buddha remembered this, but he deliberately didn't go through the water, just to see if the mountain peak could eat it. The mountain peak was able to say this, and the big-headed Buddha didn't expect that ordinary people would rarely be able to eat it.
"The second point!" Shanfeng saw that the big-headed Buddha was nodding, so he took advantage of the victory to chase and set up a fish ball. Watching Shanfeng take out a fish ball from the bowl, the shopkeeper's jaw was about to fall to the ground.
How could there be fish balls in the large intestine noodles! He has been in the Kuiyuan Pavilion for almost two years, and he never knew that there were fish balls in the large intestine noodles! Wait, there are no fish balls in the large intestine noodles in the first place! So what is the matter with this fish balls! The shopkeeper looked at the big-headed Buddha strangely, and the big tiger and the two tigers were also inexplicable.
The big-headed Buddha touched his head and smiled embarrassedly: "I couldn't find the pigskin, so I replaced it with fish balls." Nobody says you can't have fish balls in your intestines, right?"
Shanfeng nodded in affirmation. "It's true that no one says no! However, because of the strong flavor of the large intestine, the fish balls will definitely not taste enough in comparison. So you added chicken juice to the noodle soup to cover it up, and you wanted to make it into a chicken fish ball!"
"But you're so naΓ―ve! Because the time required for fish balls is completely different from that of the large intestine, and your fish balls take too little time to cook, and the chicken juice can't be sucked into it at all, and it all stays on the surface. A good chicken fish ball, no fish smell and no chicken juice taste, failure!"
"You actually found out that I wanted to make chicken fish balls! How would you know? The big-headed Buddha exclaimed, clutching his chest incredulously.
The shopkeeper patted his forehead and said helplessly: "Add fish balls to the large intestine noodles, can he not find out that he is blind?" Besides, it is obviously a bowl of large intestine noodles, why do you want to make chicken sauce fish balls!
"And then there's this green, old and young!
"Then there is this pig's blood, which is sparse and rotten, and it will be scattered as soon as it is clamped. Failure within failure!"
The big-headed Buddha covered his chest and took a few steps back, but he didn't expect that these jobs that were usually done by apprentices were ignored today, and they actually became fatal shortcomings!
"This is?" Shanfeng's chopsticks poked in his face, and his expression was as surprised as if he had seen Guo Xiang's ox ride behind another ox for the first time and then shake it non-stop.
"Wow!" Shanfeng picked up a piece of large intestine from his face and stretched it out in front of the big head Buddha's face: "Is there any mistake, it is not washed at all, and there is a piece of!"
The big-headed Buddha shook as if he had been struck by lightning. Shanfeng thought that the big-headed Buddha didn't see it, and motioned to the big-headed Buddha again, "Hey, there's a piece of." Hey, do you see any?"
The big-headed Buddha retreated again and again, the mountain peaks approached step by step, and shouted loudly: "There is a piece of!"
The big-headed Buddha knelt on the ground, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, his cheeks bulged, and he suddenly began to spurt blood. The big tiger and the second tiger came back to their senses from the shock of the.
"Master!" the two people rushed to the side of the big-headed Buddha, their faces were all pale. Master, is this playing with the human fountain?
"Good thing I didn't have it in that bowl just now. Shan Feng threw the large intestine held by the chopsticks to the ground in disgust, and began to seriously recall whether there was any feces in the bowl he had eaten just now. I guess he will really think about this kind of thing.
What the hell is this? The shopkeeper's eyes are about to pop out, isn't it just a bowl of large intestine noodles? It looks like a duel of life and death? Hey, this is about to vomit dozens of taels of blood! Dry, it's all sprayed into my eyes!