On the barbecue grill, pieces of fat lamb were skewered on sticks of red willow wood.
The mutton chunks were cut into large pieces, weighing down the red willow wood.
The golden oil is sprinkled on the red fruit wood charcoal, making a sizzling sound and the aroma of meat wafts in.
Tang Song grabbed a handful of skewers of meat in his hand, flipped them a few times, and sprinkled them with cumin and chili.
On the makeshift earthen stove next to it, a large pot was bubbling.
Inside is freshly stewed Daolang mutton, with the freshest front leg meat selected.
The chef has already boiled the water and added onions, ginger and garlic.
Kane was squatting in front of the earthen stove, adding firewood to it.
Not far away, on the artificial turf that cost several hundred dollars per square meter, half a lamb was hanging on two iron racks. Frank was slicing the lamb with a chef's knife that looked quite sharp.
To be honest, his knife skills were really good. In a short while, the slices of mutton as thin as cicada wings filled more than a dozen plates.
An old-fashioned red copper hot pot filled with premium fruit wood charcoal.
The water is boiling, and several plates of mutton are poured in. They are quickly rinsed six or seven times, dipped in seasoning, and put into the mouth. The fresh taste will linger on the lips and teeth, and the key is that there is no smell of mutton.
The fish and mutton are fresh. Compared with ordinary mutton, the meat of this sheep is tender, juicy and has no smell. It tastes very refreshing.
I have to say you get what you pay for. This sheep was airlifted from China. It's called Daolang sheep. One sheep costs six thousand US dollars.
Tang Song ate two or three plates of mutton rolls in a row before he stopped and slowly peeled a head of pickled garlic, savoring the delicious mutton with the sweet and spicy flavor of the pickled garlic.
Skye stood by with a plate in hand, imitating Tang Song's way of eating. However, she really couldn't get used to the taste of pickled garlic, so she used sesame sauce as a dipping sauce, which was all over the corners of her mouth. From time to time, she picked up a piece of mutton dipped in sesame sauce and fed it to Tang Song's mouth.
Lai En, who was standing next to him, skillfully used his long and nimble hands to pick up meat from the copper pot and eat it, and from time to time he would add two more plates of mutton.
His movements were skillful, and looking at the wide variety of dipping sauces in front of him, it was obvious that this was not the first time he had eaten like this.
Kane and Frank were concentrating on the red willow skewers in front of them, sucking the skewers with their right hands and holding a can of German dark beer in their left hands.
They were enjoying a bite of meat and a can of wine, and they were drinking happily. On the ground beside them were beer cans thrown all over the place.
"What kind of organization is the Big Foot Gang? What's the connection with the Hand?"
Tang Song finished rinsing the piece of meat in his hand and put it into Skye's plate. He picked up two skewers of red willow barbecue and handed one to Lai En.
Lai En quickly put down the quick gun and took it.
"The leader of the Big Foot Gang is called Shi Lai De. He is a very mysterious person. So far, no connection has been found between the Big Foot Gang and the Hand. The Big Foot Gang is a small gang, and there is not much information about them!"
Big Foot Gang, Shi Laide. Tang Song was chewing the delicious mutton and feeling the juice bursting out. When he heard Lai En talking about Shi Laide, the leader of the Big Foot Gang, he finally remembered the origin of this strange gang that sounded a little familiar.
Bigfoot Gang, this is the gang in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie. Such a weird gang name still leaves Tang Song with an impression.
The turtle in the sewer, New York is really full of monsters.
"Let Frank go there later. The Hand still has so many people in New York. It's a potential threat after all!"
"Understood, boss. I'll arrange it right away!" Lai En was chewing on a kebab but did not stop talking.
His mutant ability is a super brain, which is comparable to a supercomputer and gives him a photographic memory and super memory.
This also made him Tang Song's most dependent subordinate.
"By the way, how's the recruitment going?"
"We recruited 60 people in the first phase, 200 in the second phase, and the external staff has now expanded to around 600 people!"
The three-level system is the talent standard set by Tang Song. The first-level personnel were originally members of Kane's original special forces team. Each person received a monthly salary of US$10,000, and received additional bonuses for missions.
There are also some small bosses in various places, their fixed salary is also 10,000, of course they also have some gray income.
Some of the commissions from prostitutes and prostitutes can be handed over to the prostitutes and they can keep another part for themselves.
As long as it's not excessive, Tang and Song basically won't care too much.
The second group is the gunmen who are responsible for guarding the place. Most of these people are retired federal soldiers, and there are also some gangsters. Although they are just guarding the place, they are all ruthless characters who dare to shoot and kill people.
The salary of this group of people is eight thousand, which is considered a high salary in any gang in New York.
Many times, the work of scavengers is done by small leaders.
As for the periphery, they are a group of people who depend on Tang Song for their food, some pimps, prostitutes, and small gangs.
"Let's temper the new recruits first. Let Frank lead them to handle the Big Foot Gang's affairs and see what they can do!"
While eating barbecued hotpot, Tang Song decided the fate of a small gang with just a few words.
The kebabs and hotpot are almost finished here, and the full pot of stewed lamb over there is also ready.
Stewed lamb in clear sauce, add some ginger slices, chopped green onions, and a little salt. No need to add any leftover ingredients, the stewed lamb will be delicious.
Tang Song was holding a piece of mutton bone in his hand and slapping open a pottery jar with his left hand, revealing rice grains floating in it.
Some turbid wine was poured into a small bowl with rice grains on top. This is the oldest rice wine in the East.
Tang Song drank a bowl of it. It was slightly sweet and very soft, and tasted really good.
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Four jars of old wine dug out from the earthen cellar of an old house in northern China, and a 100-jin Daolang sheep.
After a simple lunch, Lai En went to prepare the gifts that Tang Song would need tomorrow.
Frank went to the scene and gathered people to deal with the remaining members of the Hand.
Kane sat on the cleaned dining table, holding a black-skinned watermelon the size of a human head and trying to digest his food.
On the stone table, a small black snake about a foot long was coiled in a snake formation, stretching its head lazily, waiting for Tang Song to feed it.
Tang Song took out a small porcelain bottle from somewhere, opened the stopper, and poured out the scarlet pills into his palm.
The meatballs are the size of pearls, with a spicy aroma, and a hint of blood if you smell them carefully.
Tang Song picked up a meatball, and the little black snake raised its head impatiently.
Tang Song casually threw a pill, and the little black snake quickly jumped up, opened its mouth and swallowed the pill. The snake scales shook and made a metallic friction vibration sound.
"Boss, please accompany me to Fifth Avenue today!" Tang Song was feeding the snake, and Skye hugged him from behind.
Fifth Avenue is a street with a long history.
There are famous shops on both sides of the street, and almost all the world's top brands can be found here.
Dior, Ouis Vuitto Iffany, Gucci, Caterer, el and other large brands.
In the past, with Skye's empty pockets, it would be absolutely impossible for her to go shopping in such a place. However, with Tang Song as the boss, Skye has basically achieved freedom in clothing.
While shopping, Tang Song showed a look of embarrassment on his face. Skye saw it and kissed Tang Song on the cheek.
(I met a guy today. He's average looking, but he's great at picking up girls. He can pick up 15 girls a month, ranging from 18 to over 30. He doesn't have much money, but because of the nature of his job, he comes into contact with high-end things. He's very good at packaging himself. His circle of friends includes luxury cars and four-star hotels. Women just happen to fall for this. Just his collection of recordings, photos, and videos is huge, all of them of super high quality. There are dancers, nurses, woooooo, woooooo, woooo. If he weren't married, I really want to become his apprentice.
His general meaning is, when chasing girls, don't lick them, package yourself, don't spend money on girls, but make sure to let them think you have money, then they will really take the initiative. (I watched the videos and recordings he left, he really deserves to die)
He has seen many female chat apps. For a slightly good-looking girl, at least fifty people will actively add her, and twenty or thirty of them will be lickers.)