315. Backbone

Style: Heros Author: Reading with the Little Shepherd BoyWords: 3255Update Time: 24/01/19 07:58:44
It snowed heavily all night again, and the small restaurant was in a state of depression, because the Xiao Er Xiancao store there had not officially opened. In addition, due to the weather and epidemic here, Xiao Zhang also experienced it for the first time. Three people came to eat and drink all day long, and there were no other customers.

"I think the economy will definitely be bad this year." Mouse raised his head and looked at the news, which was filled with a depressing atmosphere. It seemed that nothing was right. No one can be the lucky one when disaster strikes. Everyone They all inadvertently bear heavy pressure.

"It's bad, it's bad. You're not the only one who's bad. We're all bad together." Xiao Ma leaned there with his legs crossed: "It's easier to be locked up here. Don't say you're uncomfortable."

"Okay."

The two of them were chatting like the Riddler, while Brother Zhang in front was cutting side dishes on the chopping board, because in a few hours, Gray would bring people over to participate in the tasting. Brother Zhang You have to make good preparations, after all, it is related to the reputation and reputation of the first branch.

There is also a very interesting setting here, that is, from which world you come in, you will see a different scenery from inside the house. Although you can interact with people and objects in the house, once you go out, you will be separated into There are two worlds. People who come in from Chang'an Lane stand at the window and see the big sycamore tree. People who come in from the Rose Empire see the moat in the main city of the Rose Empire. There are boatmen on the river. At this time It was late at night in the Rose Empire, and it was still hot summer outside the window, and the starry sky was twinkling and beautiful, but it was early morning in Chang'an Alley, and the big sycamore trees were piled with snow, and the sky was white and vast, but it had a different flavor.

Xu Wei sighed for a long time. She sat in her seat in a daze. There was no time for Thunder Dragon today. It was said that she was going to the school as a volunteer to help the school deal with the epidemic and she didn't have time to hear his opinions. Without Thunder Dragon, It seems very tense here.

The big yellow on the ceiling fan raised its head and shook its ears. It seemed that there was no special topic. It yawned, turned over and continued to sleep.

The heavy snow outside is still continuing, but the temperature has risen a bit. The snow is almost gone and is hesitating between melting and not melting. The snow on the ground is never as solid and thick as it was in the past few days, which always makes people feel uncomfortable. An illusion that spring is coming.

"It was freezing in the city a few days ago, and it was a drunk guy. I had only heard it in the Northeast Hell joke before, but now I didn't expect it to happen to me. He said he went out to drink secretly. After drinking too much, he thought he was home and took off his clothes. He took off his clothes and went into the snowdrift. When he was found the next morning, he was naked and erect. The people who came to rescue him couldn't pry his hands off." The mouse raised the cigarette in his hand towards Brother Zhang. Brother nodded, then he lit a cigarette and handed one to Xiao Ma: "It is said that his wife is seeking compensation from the friend who drank with him."

Xiao Ma took the cigarette and passed it under his nose: "When did you start smoking?"

"Some time ago, I was under a lot of pressure at work and kept staying up late, so I started smoking without knowing it." The mouse leaned over and blew out the smoke: "Now the addiction has also come up."

Compared with the two people's smoking postures, Mouse is indeed a little more immature. Xiao Ma looks like a classic smoker at first glance, showing calmness and calmness, and even a bit of elegance in his posture.

"Hey, have you communicated with the lower three realms? When can these Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse be taken back?"

"I asked, and Huahua said that this thing can be put away or not, and when the harvesting indicator will be completed and when it will end. There is no way, who triggered the protection mechanism." The mouse lazily adjusted his posture and leaned on the sofa. Lying down: "Wait."

"about how long?"

"The last time was World War II, you don't know how long it was."

Xiao Ma slapped himself on the forehead: "That's terrible."

The two of them chatted for a while, and Brother Zhang did not participate in their chat the whole time, just making spices in a big basin. After all, if you want to make money from others, you have to be careful. Their mainstream tastes are there. Gray also said that she is a person who is more able to accept new things, but most people don’t particularly like the food at Xiao Zhang’s place. Flavor.

For Brother Zhang, one of the two most difficult things in the world is to get people to put money in his pocket willingly. And it is precisely this most difficult thing that allows Brother Zhang to maintain his love for the world and his affirmation of himself. After all, he is the ultimate idealist. Once he starts to deny himself, then an impersonal Creator will appears, then he will no longer have any perceptual thinking, let alone feelings. This may be a good thing for the world, but it is not a good thing for Brother Zhang.

Of course, it is possible to make movies and be a teacher, but the sense of accomplishment in making movies is not that strong for him, mainly because when making movies now, as long as the resources are given enough, even if it is to cut out a picture or change the face They can all be top-notch, which makes Brother Zhang's sense of accomplishment weaken a bit. And being a teacher... To be honest, he doesn't have that ability. He just dropped out of the first and second grade of junior high school to be a teacher. He even has to check the website for the Pythagorean Theorem to teach people knowledge. Then I'm afraid it won't be a matter of self-denial. Well, you have to make yourself depressed.

If a person is depressed, he will destroy himself. If a guardian is depressed, it may not only destroy his life.

While the mouse was chatting with the pony, Brother Zhang had prepared the spices and was now mixing the mud.

This mud is not simple. It is serious red soil that he went to Jiangxi next door to collect. Then it was calcined, ground, and sieved to form fine soil powder. Then he added water and spices to mix it, and then smeared the mud mixed with spices on the package. Put the perilla on the meat, and then put it in the oven at 130 degrees for ten hours. There are many types of spices, and through Xiao Zhang's time control ability, it only takes about one minute to cook it.

After he took the meat out of the oven, he took out a small hammer and pounded it back and forth. When the earthy shell outside was broken, the smell filled the whole room.

Pony and Mouse, who were chatting about the international situation, immediately became energetic. They both looked at Brother Zhang at the same time. At this time, Brother Zhang was cutting up a large piece of beef shank with a meat cleaver. After it came down, it showed a perfect reddish brown color. It had a spice flavor but also retained a lot of juice. It was soft, elastic and fragrant. The spices did not take away the meaty aroma of the beef, but instead removed some of its meat. The unique bad taste, combined with the airtight roasting at a temperature of 130 degrees, perfectly locks in all the moisture. You can even feel the meat bursting with liquid in your mouth when you bite into it.

Brother Zhang cut the beef on the plate and didn't put any seasoning on it. It was not very salty, but it had a strong taste. The natural saltiness in the meat rolled on the tip of the tongue, with a hint of flavor. The milky aroma brought by the beef fat is obviously beef, but the taste is very much like bluefin tuna.

"Try it."

Brother Zhang pushed the chopped beef in front of them. With such quality food, who cares about the suffering of people in other parts of the world? Even Xu Wei, who was almost depressed during this period, was taken aback by this. One dish was half the cure.

Several people gathered around, saying they were trying to eat but in fact they were just competing for the slot. The three kilograms of beef couldn't hold up and they finished it off in two minutes. Xiao Ma asked with a mouth full of oil and a puzzled look on his face: "No, a different world store. You offer such good quality? They taste like waste."

Brother Zhang sat there and said with a smile: "They gave me gold coins, thirty grams of pure gold."

Just shut up Xiao Ma Gan. According to the current market price, the average price is around 400 yuan. The price of thirty grams of gold is already 12,000 yuan. A plate of meat costs 12,000 yuan. That’s not allowed. Are you being served comfortably? Just kidding, let alone just want to eat Yingsha after eating good meat, they have to find a way to tie Yingsha over and break him into pieces.

"Then everyone can't eat meat of this quality..."

Brother Zhang shook his head and said: "I also prepared chickens and rabbits. They don't have white-feathered chickens or farmed rabbits. Moreover, the technology there is equivalent to the medieval level at best, and protein is very scarce. I will focus on these three first, and the others." Things are in sync with ours.”

Xu Wei nodded. Brother Zhang's roast chicken was originally the best in the world, and now he has expanded his business scope to roast beef, roast chicken and roast rabbit. Judging from the little girl yesterday, they probably Will be crazy about it.

"By the way, when do you want them to come?" Mouse asked, "I haven't seen girls from another world yet."

Brother Zhang glanced at the wall clock and made a rough estimate: "Their day lasts about eight hours. We asked them to come in three days. It's almost done now, and it will take another two or three hours."

Sure enough, three hours later, Gray led a group of people to open the door of the Xiao Er Xiancao Hotel. People outside filed in. Most of them were dressed up to attend. The complicated and exquisite palace costumes directly put the Xu Wei, who was wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket, was shocked. After all, it seemed to her that it was sub-zero weather outside, but almost all the women in this group had half of their balls exposed.

Isn't it cold?

"Master, Jin An."

Gray gracefully saluted Little Brother Zhang, and a group of little girls behind her began to salute Little Brother Zhang one by one. With her graceful appearance, the pony and mouse next to her were wowing, wowing, wowing, and it felt pure. The Hunjun experience ticket is eye-catching and entertaining.

"This is my clan sister, she is from the Raspberry clan."

In fact, Brother Zhang sometimes really has no choice. When they formally introduce him, the automatic translation comes to his ears as a free translation, and a girl named Raspberry is really unpleasant to say...

"This is my teacher, and he is also the strongest paladin of the Kingdom Knights, and the strongest person on the continent."

The paladin is very polite. Although he wears armor, he still claps the armor when he strokes his chest.

After the introduction, Gray asked them to find their own places to cook, while Brother Zhang nodded: "Everyone, please ask Miss Gwen to do me a favor this time, which is to try my food. If you feel you have any taste discomfort, please tell me as soon as possible."

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I originally planned to take leave today, because the power lines in the community were cut by an excavator for road construction early yesterday morning. I woke up from the heat after sleeping for less than an hour. I am in a very bad state of mind today. But when I thought about everyone waiting for food, I could only doze off while typing. It took me five hours to write this little word.

(End of chapter)