Maybe it's because the bowl of thick soup that Sheyan drank had the bottom of the pot in it, so when he swallowed this fresh soup, he would find that after it slipped from the surface of the tongue into the throat and fell into the belly, the aftertaste was even stronger. There was a faint burnt aroma. Really memorable.
"This..." Fang Senyan took a closer look, and suddenly understood: "Isn't this a very common Wanzai Chi?"
Wanzai’s wings can be said to be one of the most common street snacks in Hong Kong. It was usually sold by hawkers on the street in the past, and it got its name because it was served in a small bowl. Although it has the word "fin" in its name, it doesn't have this precious ingredient in its ingredients. Strictly speaking, chicken wings may still...
The main ingredients of this food stall’s bowl of wings seem to be mushroom shreds, pork shreds, ham shreds, eggs, and vermicelli. These things are nothing special. But the main highlight is the addition of the boss's specially prepared broth.
Sheyan still wanted to drink another bowl, so he held up the bowl and strongly demanded more. The yellow and thin woman had already come over to collect the bowl, with a stern face as if Fang Sheyan came to eat for free, and threw down a stiff "nothing" , turned around, picked up the wooden basin full of bowls and chopsticks, and left.
At this time, I saw that the male boss next to him and two fellows had lifted a large pot with a lid out from inside and moved it to the stove. The pot even contained at least a hundred catties of soup. The oil-stained wooden pot lid on the top was rippling with steam, white bubbles popped out, and an indescribable fragrance was emitted.
Seeing this scene, some of the diners who were still sitting shook their heads and sighed, stood up and walked for a while, but the diners who were watching outside immediately filled the vacant seats. Some people were so excited that they took out their mobile phones and called loudly to ask their colleagues how many copies they wanted to bring.
Fang Senyan was curious, and also waited and watched. After a while, the yellow and thin woman came out with a sullen face, took a greasy and dirty notebook, and half of a cracked ballpoint pen, and asked each position one by one to start registration.
At this moment, Fang Sheyan was in a daze and was kept in the drum, and didn't know what he was going to eat. But he has the advantage that he is not picky about food, and the first impression he left with the bowl of bowls of wings is quite good, so he listened directly to the order of the person next to him, and when it was his turn, he followed the scriptures :
"Three catties of hind legs, fresh pepper sauce, and half a catty of offal."
When a waiter with his arms bare and sweating profusely brought Fang Senyan a big steaming bowl, he suddenly realized that it was boiled dog meat for nothing! No wonder some people refused to eat, but those who came to fill the vacant seats flocked to it. Is the famous saying "dog meat rolls three rolls and gods can't sit still" unfounded
The bowl of dog meat in front of Fang Senyan was extremely cooked, the smooth, scalded dog skin and tendons burst out, trembling in the air, sprinkled with snow-white thick soup. Green, white and tender shallots are obviously stewed with special aniseed ingredients. Although they are white in taste, they are fragrant and tangy. The soup base is still stewed yellow peas.
Listening to the voice next to him at this moment, no one spoke at all. At this moment, the people present gave up their various identities as white-collar workers/underworld/police officers/civil servants/prostitutes/clients. Hearing the sound of "Xili Hulu" eating meat and drinking soup mixed together like a symphony...
To the hungry Sheyan, the half bowl of Wanzai's wings was nothing at all. At this time, when he swallowed his saliva, he could hear the echo of "gudong" falling into his stomach. Driven by the atmosphere, he tossed the chopsticks and directly used his hands, tearing off a large group of tendons on the dog's legs , after whistling a few times, dipped it in the chili sauce and garlic plate next to it, and ate it with a big mouthful. You can clearly feel the pleasant sound of the teeth cutting the delicious muscle fibers. After swallowing the unique taste of dog meat and the smell of fat mixed with seasoning, the hand has already torn off the second piece involuntarily.
Because the hot sauce used for seasoning was slightly salty, so after eating three pieces of stewed dog meat, Fang Senyan burped greasyly in satisfaction, and scooped up a bowl of fresh soup to drink. It's bland, I guess I just sprinkled a little bit of salt, but the aftertaste used to wash the seasoning in the mouth is quite good, the peas in the soup base are soft and tender, it seems that after drinking it in the mouth, it is slightly on the surface of the tongue. As soon as it was shaken, the powder inside shattered and smeared on the taste buds very simply and in the most direct way.
When Fang Sheyan ate this dog meat, he regretted it after eating the third piece. After eating the fifth piece, he felt strong resentment. After two more bites, he couldn't help but shouted:
"Boss, add another three catties of dog meat!"
The thin yellow woman came over and said coldly:
"do not add."
Fang Sheyan:
"...Can I add money?"
The thin yellow woman became impatient, even more fierce than Sheyan:
"There is no extra money!! Go quickly after eating, don't stand in the way of my mother's business. At three o'clock, my mother has to catch a game of cards!"
Faced with such a fierce proprietress, Fang Senyan could only eat meat and soup with a full face, reluctantly eating meat and soup, and finally ate half a catty of dog offal. Only then did he know that dog offal is free of charge, similar to that in mainland noodle restaurants. pickles. At the end of the meal, I only paid for three catties of dog meat, and the price was very fair, no wonder diners flocked to it.
After a hearty meal, Fang Senyan was refreshed, so he bought some gifts and flew to Taiwan again. Nothing happened along the way. At this time, San Zai had already rented a single-family house near the sea according to Fang Sheyan's arrangement, and then invited the nimble Zeng Grandma to take care of the fourth uncle's life.
As soon as he got home, he saw Grandma Zeng sweeping the floor nearby, but Fourth Uncle and Third Boy were not there. Fang Senyan asked about their whereabouts, but they went to the hospital to change their medicines. It's a little strange that usually it only takes an hour to change the dressing, but it took nearly an afternoon at this time.
Fang Senyan knew that the hospital where the fourth uncle usually changed his dressings was introduced by Uncle Da. It is very good at treating trauma.
The wound had been festering and pus-feeding before the fourth uncle went for treatment, but now it has calmed down, and it is estimated that the scar will heal in a week. Fang Senyan was puzzled, and he simply had nothing to do, so he told Grandma Zeng, and called a numb car on the West Fifth Wharf to take him there to pick up someone.
After arriving at the Numinist Hospital, Fang Sheyan saw a lot of black cars parked outside the door, he didn't care, and strode inside. After asking the nurse at the guidance desk, I knew that the dressing change was at the surgery department on the fifth floor, so I went directly to wait for the elevator. But I saw dripping blood dripping from the gate of the hospital all the way to the elevator door, and the appearance of the blood should be quite fresh, it probably fell within a few hours.
After Fang Sheyan got on the elevator, he saw that there was also blood inside the elevator, and the carpet inside was also blackened to a piece the size of a washbasin. He went up to the fifth floor and left the elevator. Seeing the nurses coming and going, they all looked nervous and frightened. The doctors in the examination room also looked a little flustered, and they even spoke in a low voice, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.
Fang Senyan tentatively walked forward, walked towards the surgical diagnosis room next to him, and paused slightly when he turned the corner, and saw that the seats on both sides of the corridor about 30 meters long in front were densely packed with people. Adult men between the ages of eighteen and forty, most of these people are smoking cigarettes, looking anxious, showing tattoos, tattoos and scars intentionally or unintentionally, and swearing a curse word from their mouths from time to time.
Obviously, this kind of plot that usually only appears in gangster movies was hit by Sheyan. Mostly, a fire broke out among the underworld and a certain "big boss" was recruited. Regardless of what these members think in their hearts, at least on the surface they have to look extremely sad, and even if they can't take the position, they have to show their loyalty.
Although the atmosphere looked serious and bluffing, Sheyan had never seen any scene before. The scene created by these people was not as shocking as a swift beast to him. Then he walked straight through the corridor.
Those gangsters all stared at him with cold and defensive eyes, and the feeling of being "watched" in this way really didn't seem very pleasant. When Fang Senyan approached the ward where a row of men in black suits and sunglasses stood neatly at the door, a man with gold chains leaning against the wall with his hands folded on his chest suddenly stood up and blocked him:
"Boy, what are you doing?"
Fang Senyan didn't want to be troublesome, tilted his head and said indifferently:
"Visit the patient."
The man with the golden chain said:
"Who are you looking for?"
Sheyan said indifferently:
"Visit my uncle. My brother accompanied him to the doctor to apply medicine. The nurse said it was in the 5-07 diagnosis room."
The golden chain man didn't look like he was going to cause trouble, so he let Fang Senyan pass by. Suddenly, there was a quarrel in the diagnostic room at the end of the corridor, which quickly escalated into cursing, followed by the sound of glass breaking. Then the door of the diagnostic room was smashed open, and a person curled up with his head in his arms was thrown out, accompanied by a flood of obscenities:
"Little bastard, before the results of the elder brother's injury come out, no one can heal the disease, the doctor has to wait here! Fuck your mother, get your mother's medicine instead!"
Fang Sheyan's pupils suddenly contracted, and the outline of the figure that was thrown out and curled up on the ground looked very familiar, and it was San Zai!