Outside the small dilapidated wooden house with air leakage from all sides, a fishing rod was propped up next to the water bubble. The boss Peng sat beside the fishing rod and watched the fish being pulled down by the float, pretending not to see it.
"Hey, fish!"
I went over and grabbed the fishing rod and pulled up a fry that was no bigger than my middle finger.
"Look, this fish has torn its own mouth open."
At this moment, Peng, the boss in the shadow of the trees, finally said: "It deserves it."
"When someone gives you food, you bite it. Have you never seen a naked girl doing it in your eight lifetimes?"
He was scolding himself, and he was talking about letting Master Bao poke and beat Meng Neng this time.
I put the fishing rod aside, and then the bulletproof car behind me turned off: "Why are you so angry? Did this person from the dark prison offend you?"
"It's your son who offended me!"
The boss Peng opened his eyes and cursed, and this time it was me who was scolding: "I'm so old, so I have to force you to trick everyone under me into coming..." His voice became smaller and smaller. , finally inaudible.
I chuckled and said, "A soldier never tires of deceit. When you came to sneak attack on me, you didn't even call me in advance to inform me."
"What's the matter, if I let you lie down, can you really go to the Lord of Hell to complain?"
Boss Peng tilted his head, stopped looking at me and said, "I have nothing left to give you."
"I don't want anything."
I sat next to the boss Peng, sitting quietly, watching He Chuntian in the distance digging into the pit with a hoe. He was really tanned, and all the fat on his body had turned into muscles. Man, There is really no damn sin that cannot be endured.
The boss, Peng, also had a hot temper. He couldn't bear the silence, so he turned around and said, "What on earth do you want to see me for?"
"Invite you to dinner, hot pot, authentic Sichuan hot pot."
"Did you fucking bring Majiang here?"
I suddenly raised my head: "What's wrong?"
"Oh my god, you are an immortal. I knew you were specially here to torture me." After saying that, he turned around and got into the wooden house. I stared back at Burea. This time I left Menneng. What did he say? They all came with me, and they said that what happened last time should not happen again.
Bujea shrugged: "Anyway, I think everything I eat is the same."
I laughed and cursed: "Are you still a human being?"
After scolding me, I thought, Sichuan people eat oily dishes!
After speaking, he said to Burea: "Hurry up and drive back to Meneng to buy sesame oil and authentic Sichuan peppers. Go back quickly."
After saying this, I didn't even enter the house, and deliberately started a fire next to the cabin. Several green soldiers wanted to come over to help, but I refused.
After I wasted half a day like this, Boureia drove back. At that time, I set up a hot pot next to the cabin and roasted peppers over fire, because peppers use fire. Once roasted, the aroma can be dispersed by the wind and can be smelled from a long distance.
"Alas!" I sighed and said, "No one eats the chopped tripe, louver, yellow throat, and tribute vegetables... Come on, Bure, pass me the sesame oil. Put some sesame oil in the sesame sauce, sir." Done."
After the hot pot was cooked, I used mineral water to release the sesame paste, then poured vinegar, chili pepper, and finally sesame oil. The aroma of the ingredients penetrated my nose.
"To be honest, it's just like chive flowers..." I felt there was still a slight flaw in it: "Bure, please pour some fermented bean curd into it, it's delicious."
Bure'a looked at me confusedly: "Brother, why don't you fall?"
"Shouldn't I add sesame oil? The two things have mixed flavors and I won't be able to eat them at all. Let me tell you, if there are chive flowers here, I won't put any sesame oil. Really."
As soon as I raised the sesame oil outside the cabin, a hand stretched out from behind and snatched it away. The boss's tense face was still virtuous, but he was really magnanimous. When he sat down and opened his mouth, the first thing he said was: "If you have something to say or something to say, don't disturb my mood by opening your mouth again while I'm eating."
I'm happy.
"Lao Peng, to be honest, I really have nothing to do. It's just that it was very uncomfortable when people refused me when I bought military supplies for Menneng. Many of the high-end things can only be seen in my small Menneng County. Can’t touch it.”
Lao Peng immediately put up his chopsticks: "I know Lao."
Just when Burea was about to pick up the shrimp sliders and squeeze them into the pot, Lao Peng used the chopsticks on the back of his hand. The child was so frustrated that he almost took out a gun. Even if he went to our house, my mother would not stop him from eating. .
And I shook my head at him.
“Hot pot looks like it’s cooked in one pot, but it’s actually very particular.”
"Especially the plain water pot that your brother, a fool, even forgot to buy the hot pot base. For this kind of hot pot, you have to put in the meat first and pick out the fat, so that there are stars of oil floating in the pot."
"You also need to sprinkle salt... seasoning..."
"There's not much meat left, let's serve the food."
“Seafood comes last.”
Burea really listened, looked at me and asked, "Can't you just pick up the plate and pour it directly into it?"
"Uh..." I can only say: "Eating methods vary from place to place."
As a Northeastern person, of course I eat this way!
I will also throw a bunch of vegetables and tomatoes into the pot and stew them. The stew I can make is more fragrant than the meat, but the boss Peng is a Sichuanese who eats tripe, louver, and brains and has to cut them into small tofu cubes with a cross knife. Can that be the same?
The three of us were eating hot pot over the charcoal fire next to the hut. We were in a hurry to harvest the fat meat with our chopsticks without taking our eyes off the shrimp bag.
After enjoying the meal, the boss Peng Cai said: "I was so anxious that I even forgot to buy the hot pot base. It seems like your military supplies are causing a headache, right?"
"Tell me, I have become such a useless person, how can I be of any help to you?"
I also put down my chopsticks: "I want to buy a tank."
cough!
Boss Peng almost choked to death on the steaming meat, turned around and asked, "Claws?"
"Buy a tank."
The boss Peng nodded: "If I were to be attacked suddenly, I would also buy a tank and live in that iron shell. It would be more comfortable."
After saying that, he looked at me and said, "Younger."
I started to act rogue, looked at him and asked: "How to solve it? There has to be a solution, right?"
Lao Peng wiped his shiny mouth with the back of his hand: "Your son, this meal is good, but there is food but no wine. Therefore, I can't tell you all the solutions, but I can tell you a way to know the answer."
I almost took out my phone to record, staring at the boss Peng.
Unexpectedly, he actually gave me a sentence: "Go and ask your father-in-law."
After that, turn around and leave!
"Why!"
"Why!!!"
"Can I go buy some drinks now?"
"What do you mean by asking my father-in-law?"
"Where the hell am I going to steal an old father-in-law back!!"
No one could have imagined that someone who once wanted my life would actually give me an idea, even when I was in a critical condition and had no one to ask for help.
Now, it’s harder for me than to choose President Eagle Sauce from fucking scratch…
Thanks to '696 Laoxu'8888 for the reward. Thank you very much. There are too many brothers. It's okay. Really, you have been very, very good to me.
(End of chapter)
