When Jiang Fuyue and his party came out after eating, they saw Edmund sitting at the door of the store with a ponytail under his buttocks, long hands and legs tucked up, holding a baguette, eating deliciously.
Take a bite, exclaim, with a look of satisfaction on your face.
puff-
Huo Fanjin couldn't hold back: "I thought it was so powerful, a French stick can turn into a sand sculpture in seconds."
Fanye swallowed: "He eats deliciously..."
Fang Canyang nodded: "It's incense."
Then, he and Fanye looked at each other, and turned to lead the baguette.
Gao Zhaoming and Huang Hui followed closely behind.
Gilina also followed with a curious look on her face.
Huo Fanjin: "Do you want to be so exaggerated?"
Having said that, his feet were uncontrollable, and he plunged into the crowd.
"..."
Lin Shumo put away his mobile phone, turned to look at Jiang Fuyue: "Zhong Ziang is coming, treat us to supper, do you want to go?"
Before Jiang Fuyue could speak, Zhong Ziang arrived.
He first greeted Lin Shumo with a smile, and when he turned his head to look at Jiang Fuyue, his eyes instantly became aggrieved, and his tone was also tinged with resentment: "Don't call me for dinner, you're stingy."
The corner of Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched.
"It's still my generosity to treat you to supper. You can't refuse, you have to go."
"..."
Zhong Ziang ran to ask the others, and everyone shook their heads—
Huo Fanjin: "I can't do it, I've eaten too much, and I can't even drink half a sip of water now, you go."
Fanye: "I have to go back to the hotel before eight o'clock."
The few remaining people couldn't agree to go. First, they were not hungry, and second, they wanted to go back to rest.
Therefore, in Zhong Ziang's night snack game, there were only him, Lin Shumo, and Jiang Fuyue in the end.
Jiang Fuyue originally wanted to leave, but Zhong Ziang suddenly complained—
"It's too much not to treat you so differently!"
Jiang Fuyue looked puzzled, and then Zhong Ziang started to mutter: "Yi Ci passed away, you gave him a KT drone, I checked it online, good guy, it's out of print! It's my turn, eat It's fine if you don't call me, but now I don't want to show you face when I ask you. Tell me, how is Yi Ci better than me?"
Jiang Fuyue was dumbfounded by the question.
"Is he more handsome than me, or is his family richer than me?"
"..."
"Anyway, give me a correct sentence today, go or not." He said the most embarrassing "ruthless words" in the most aggrieved tone.
Lin Shumo turned his head away, he couldn't see it.
Finally, Jiang Fuyue: "Go."
Master Zhong laughed twice: "That's right, it's only fair..."
Before leaving, she turned around and explained a few words to Cao Dou.
The latter glanced at the door of the store and nodded: "Okay, I will get it in a while."
A quarter of an hour later, a plate of fried rice with eggs was delivered to Demon who had finished eating the baguette.
Edmund looked puzzled: "For me?"
Cao Dou: "Yes."
"Why?"
"Let you feel the broad and profound Chinese food culture."
"I still don't understand."
Cao Dou put it directly in front of him: "Let's eat, Jiang Fuyue asked for it."
After finishing speaking, he turned and left, and continued to greet the guests.
Edmund was taken aback for a moment, then picked up the spoon hesitantly, dug a mouthful of rice and put it in his mouth.
In the next second, his lake blue eyes shone brightly.
…
But Zhong Ziang took Lin Shumo and Jiang Fuyue to a food stall nearby.
Sit down and wave your hand: "Boss, order!"
"Okay!" A fat aunt wearing an apron ran over with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"
Zhong Ziang is familiar with the road: "Dry fried beef river, spicy lobster, twice-cooked pork, three bottles of beer!"
Lin Shumo: "I don't drink."
Zhong Ziang glanced at him sideways: "What are you pretending to do? Come on."
Lin Shumo coughed lightly and touched his nose guiltily.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.
Zhong Ziang asked with a smile, "Can you drink beer?"
"Of course." Jiang Fuyue nodded.
But Lin Shumo couldn't help but look at her more.
Fat aunt: "Fresh mutton skewers, just grilled, are hot, do you want to try?"
Zhong Ziang nodded: "Okay, let's have thirty skewers first."
"Hey! Should the beer be bottled or canned?"
Zhong Ziang: "Put it in a bottle, that's how it feels!"
Soon, the mutton kebabs did not come, and the beer was served first. It was an old local brand in Linhuai.
Zhong Ziang quickly opened the cap, put one bottle in front of Lin Shumo, pushed the other bottle to Jiang Fuyue's hand, and kept the other bottle for himself.
He raised his head and took a few sips, and in a blink of an eye, half of the bottle was gone.
After drinking, he burped for a long time—"Sweet!"
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes to look around, perhaps the atmosphere was so good that she unconsciously recalled the scene in her previous life when she was wandering with the night before taking over the Lou family.
At that time, the two of them, grandpa and grandson, lived wherever they went, ate food stalls that were simpler than this, and drank Laobaigan that was stronger than the beer in their hands.
Thinking about it, she unconsciously picked up the bottle.
By the time the meat skewers came up, most of the bottle had already been eaten.
Both Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo looked surprised.
"You know how to drink?"
"So you want to drink too..."
The two spoke almost at the same time, and in the next second, they received a cold snort from Jiang Fuyue.
"Do I look like I can't drink?"
The two nodded at the same time, and their movements were quite neat—like!
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
Since they are all like-minded people, Lin Shumo, who was still tense and reserved, also let go.
Not to mention Zhong Ziang, he simply asked the waiter to carry a can, a total of twelve bottles.
"You guys don't look very old, but you can still drink!" The fat proprietress was sitting not far away, with a big basin in front of her, and a pile of vegetables piled up by her feet, picking them up and chatting casually.
In the shed behind her, the boss was cooking vegetables in a hot pot, the flames rose eight feet high, and the smell of stir-frying spread far away.
Perhaps it was still early, and the food stall was not busy yet, except for another table, they were the only ones.
Zhong Ziang raised his chin proudly when he heard the words, "It's easy to say."
Lin Shumo: "..." What's there to be proud of
Jiang Fuyue blinked, maybe little boys are so childish
The proprietress laughed: "Anyway, drink in moderation. As the saying goes, a little drink is good, but getting too drunk can hurt your health!"
Jiang Fuyue glanced behind her, and the man was shaking his spoon: "Are you a husband and wife food stall?"
"Yeah! Make a little money and support your family." The smile on the woman's chubby face deepened, and the lines on the corners of her mouth were deep.
Zhong Ziang answered, "This is called husband singing and wife following, right?"
"Oh, I don't read many books, all I know is to marry a chicken and follow the chicken!"
Zhong Ziang laughed loudly: "They're all the same, they're all the same, they mean the same thing."
Jiang Fuyue took the disposable paper cup, poured out half of it, and handed it over: "Take one?"
"That's kind!" The proprietress didn't feel shy at all, she wiped two handfuls on her apron, and then stretched out her hand to pick it up.
Jiang Fuyue smiled, took the wine bottle and the paper cup and touched them lightly.
The two women looked up at the same time, finished drinking, and smiled at each other.
Both Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo were shocked by Jiang Fuyue's actions.
Judging by this familiar posture, the jargon that comes out of the mouth, and the strong quack air in his gestures, he must have done this more than once or twice.
"you… "
The two wanted to ask, but they didn't know how to ask.
Just at this time, the meat skewers were brought up, "Eat more," the proprietress smiled, raised her eyebrows, and gave a thumbs up, "This is my man's skill."
"Wife - Hurry up!"
"Here we come!" The proprietress replied, and hurried to the shed.
Then a pot of bright red crayfish was placed in front of several people. The spicy taste was mixed with numbness, and it was full of pot smell.
Then dry-fry the beef river, the black is red, the beef is distinct, not the kind of offal with tendons.
The last thing on the table is the twice-cooked pork. The aroma of bean paste hits the face, with the color of dark soy sauce, shredded ginger, pickled peppers and vegetable peppers, red and green.
The proprietress: "Try it, how does it taste?"
Zhong Ziang picked up his chopsticks and nodded repeatedly: "Definitely!"
The proprietress smiled, "Eat slowly."
After eight o'clock, there are more and more customers in the food stalls, and the sound of fist punching and persuasion is louder and louder.
And Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo were already slightly drunk, only Jiang Fuyue's eyes were still clear, but her cheeks were unavoidably tinged with blush.
Jiang Fuyue picked up a bunch of mutton, and was about to eat it, when suddenly a commotion came from a distance, and when she got closer, she heard it was a group of bastards cursing!
"Look, is it this one?"
"Yes, it's these two! Brother Fei started to have diarrhea after eating here yesterday and came home, and now he is still lying in the hospital hanging from the water, and he still refuses to admit to paying for it!"
"Okay! Is this trying to cheat? Very good! Brothers, first surround the stall!"
"That's right! It's time to do this long ago, I don't know how good it is if I don't teach you a lesson—"
As early as when this group of people approached, the stall that was still in full swing one second, the next second the birds and beasts dispersed, and some conscientious customers even knew to pay a hundred or so yuan for the checkout. He also kicked over chairs and broke wine bottles.
The scene was once in chaos.
The proprietress was completely shocked, but fortunately her husband reacted quickly, took a kitchen knife from the stove, and blocked it with his body.
"What do you want to do?!"
"What are you doing? Losing money—" The leader was vicious.
"As I said before, we will pay the medical expenses, and we should bear it. It is not a lot, as long as the formal hospital bill is issued."
"Oh! Only pay for medical expenses? You have a good idea! How about the lost wages? What about mental damage? Then my brother will have to stay in the hospital for nothing?!"
"You, how much do you want?"
"Sixty thousand, not a single cent less!"
"This is extortion!"
"It's good enough if you don't ask for one hundred and eighty thousand, why don't you fucking think it's too much?"
"Okay, then let's call the police and let the police handle it."
As he said that, he was about to take out his phone.
Seeing this, the other party immediately became angry from embarrassment: "If you don't eat a toast, you will be fined! Smash me—"
With an order, the tables and chairs were pushed down, and then there was the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground...
In the corner, Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo finally came to their senses, staring in bewilderment.
Zhong Ziang: "What, what should I do?"
Lin Shumo: "Do you want to call the police?"
"Should we withdraw first? What if we call?"
The two looked at Jiang Fuyue at the same time—
But I saw the girl nibbling on the meat skewers, her movements were unhurried, with a kind of quietness, her eyelashes cast two rows of small shadows under the light.
Zhong Ziang: "?" Still eating
Lin Shumo: "?!" Can you pretend better than me
The meat skewers are in the mouth, and the teeth and cheeks are fragrant. As the proprietress said, they are indeed very fresh. Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes leisurely: "Are you sure you can walk?"
Zhong Ziang made a gesture to get up, and Lin Shumo also tried to stand up by supporting the edge of the table, but unfortunately, his legs and feet were weak, and he fell back down.
"What's the situation?! Why am I powerless?"
"A little dizzy..." Lin Shumo held his forehead, and two wrinkles formed between his brows.
Jiang Fuyue turned the empty beer bottle in one direction, and turned the side with the label in front of the two of them: "Don't you check the prescription before drinking?"
Zhong Ziang cursed in a low voice, unexpectedly drinking so much more than usual.
Lin Shumo was also dumbfounded.
They had never drank this kind of local Linhuai beer before, no wonder they couldn't even walk now.
Jiang Fuyue: "I don't have the ability to take both of you to escape at the same time."
Zhong Ziang: "Then what should we do now? There's already a fight over there, we can't just sit here-hiccup-?"
Lin Shumo gritted his teeth: "Let's go now, it will definitely attract the other party's attention."
"Then what to do?!"
Jiang Fuyue: "Wait."
Zhong Ziang wasn't drunk, but was almost dizzy from anger: "Even if we just sit there, the other party will notice us sooner or later!"
Jiang Fuyue paused every word: "You'd better pray not to."
But the more I am afraid of something, the more something will come—
"Brother, look, there is still a table over there!"
"Hiss - yes, there is something." The leader rubbed his chin.
In an instant, all eyes were on them.
I saw two men and one woman, both young and young, they didn't run away when they saw such a big battle. The two men were half lying on the table, and the woman's backs were facing each other. Her back was straight and she couldn't see her face.
"Brother, what's the matter?"
"Why is there no reaction at all?"
"Won't you be scared stupid?"
"Shut up—" the leader reprimanded lightly.
The little brother winked: "I'll go over and drive them away..."
"Forget it, it won't get in the way of big things."
"But... what if they call the police?"
"Give them ten guts!"
"Yes Yes Yes… "
The man lowered his voice: "Don't worry about it, we're here today to ask for money, so let's make it quick!"
"Yes, yes, look at me, I almost forgot."
A group of people smashed things and were about to go to the cash box. The boss's eyes were red, and he waved the kitchen knife in his hand, his voice trembling: "Don't, don't come here! I'll kill anyone who dares to come here! Get out of here—"
"Hey! This is going to give some hard guys to our brothers."
"Brother, get him!"
"Go."
Immediately, someone rushed forward, ready to kick the knife in the boss's hand.
Panicked, the boss could only slash wildly, but the knife was in vain.
Then a few more people rushed up, and finally the knife was kicked off.
The boss fell to the ground, his face was scratched by the stones, and blood dripped from the corners of his eyes.
"Sixty thousand, will you give it or not?!"
"No, give it! I won't give it even if I die!"
"Okay! Very good!" The eldest brother sneered, and shot sharp eyes at the shivering proprietress, "Catch her here, light the fire, and pour oil!"
Soon, with the help of the fire on the stove, a large pot of oil was boiling.
"Boss, it's done."
"Press her hand in!"
"No! Let me go!"
"What do you want to do?! Let go of my wife! This is against the law—" The man's eyes were tearing apart.
At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly sounded.
I saw a beer bottle blooming above the elder brother's head, holding the neck of the bottle with one hand, slender and fair...
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Two more, four thousand words. There is no third watch today.