Qianmen Street Nan Hengshun, this is also a time-honored mutton restaurant in Beijing.
Shabu-shabu mutton is their signature dish.
Since then, the mutton-shabu-shabu has become a signature, but don't tell me, the mutton-shabu-shabu here is different. In reality, it is usually cut by machine, but now it is hand-cut mutton. Whether it tastes good or not depends entirely on the hands of the master.
The so-called clear soup copper pot high carbon stove, sesame sauce sugar garlic fresh mutton.
There are still many sayings about mutton-shabu-shabu, which is to boil the mutton once, then stir-fry it, and then stew it three times. Therefore, the mutton should not be too thick. If it is too thick, it will still be raw after rinsing it. If it is too thin, it will be gone after rinsing it.
This is a test of the chef's knife skills. Only with good knife skills, the cut meat will be cooked as soon as it is brushed in the pot, so that the body can experience the soft and crispy texture of the mutton itself, paired with the sesame sauce prepared by oneself.
That is the most coveted delicacy among young and old men in Beijing in autumn and winter.
"This way!!"
Xu Tong had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw Gao Zhuo walking upstairs, he waved to him.
Gao Zhuo was not polite and sat down to eat. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot in the martial arts gym during this period.
After eating a large plate of meat to fill the bottom, Gao Zhuo started to curse: "Hey, mother, these bastards are really nothing. I almost jumped up and gave these bastards two chestnut shells!"
Gao Zhuo was obviously really furious, and even spoke in dialect this time.
It turns out that his identity is as an apprentice in a martial arts school. Not only does he have to do handymen, but he is also often bullied.
If the prop book hadn't reminded him that this was his main mission, he would have slaughtered all these bastards and turned them all into zombies!
"So there's already a main mission?"
Xu Tong was surprised. He had just completed two side tasks, but he still had no clue about the main task.
Gao Zhuo nodded, and then looked at Xu Tong doubtfully: "Why, you haven't received the main mission yet??"
"No, but I think it will be soon." Xu Tong picked up the chopsticks, rinsed a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth. He couldn't help but think about the fact that he was about to go to Qintian Prison to serve.
He gave the script to Gao Zhuo to read through. In fact, the script only had a general direction, but did not explain any plot details. Of course, it did not include Gao Zhuo's martial arts gym.
However, his identity mission was regarded as the main mission, indicating that the martial arts gym itself should contain some important clues. Xu Tong suggested that Gao Zhuo use his identity to investigate the martial arts gym first.
Gao Zhuo looked depressed, especially when he learned Xu Tong's identity, his eyes almost glowed green, and his face was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Why should I eat yellow-faced steamed buns? You eat a lot of fish and meat every day.
At this point, Xu Tong didn't have the nerve to tell him that his home was always equipped with a bed warmer, for fear that Gao Zhuo would not be able to enjoy the meal after he found out.
After the two of them said a few words, another person came up from downstairs. Xu Tong took a look and quickly waved: "Here!"
Gao Zhuo looked back and saw that the person who came was so big, he felt that the person was not an ordinary person and looked at Xu Tong in confusion.
Xu Tong signaled Wang Zheng to sit down first and briefly told Gao Zhuo about the black boxing ring.
Regarding the side mission of the Black Boxing Arena, Wang Zheng also said that he had triggered it and had already completed it. This made Gao Zhuo feel a little regretful. Obviously, the Black Boxing Arena should be a triggering side mission, even if he did not have boxing proficiency.
, but there should still be rewards.
It's a pity that this black boxing ring has been discovered by the government and will naturally be closed down.
At least it is stated that it will not be opened again in a short time. This is different from breaking the law or not.
In this era, crimes against the law are not uncommon. For example, some princes and nobles beat someone to death, and outside robbers let go of murders. As long as the court was not alarmed, no one really took care of it.
On the contrary, it is the shady things that arouse people's most fear, such as illegal salt trafficking, human trafficking, red light cults, black boxing rings, steam factory strikes, etc. Some of these things may not be illegal, and some may be illegal.
But if you fall in court, you will inevitably become a weapon of party struggle and be criticized by others.
In the final analysis, this is the reason why this country is completely rotten to the core.
After Xu Tong briefly introduced himself and Gao Zhuo, he said: "As you can see, I chose this script, and I enjoy privileges here, not only wealth, but also power within a certain range, but the two of us
There are simply too few individuals, and it is difficult to maximize our advantages."
Wang Zheng picked up the plate, put all the mutton into the copper pot, and ate it with big mouthfuls, while listening with his ears perked up.
He is not a fool and can naturally understand that this is an olive branch to him.
After hesitating for a moment, he asked directly: "Then what's in it for me?"
Xu Tong likes Wang Zheng's character very much, he is quite straightforward.
"What benefits do you want?" Xu Tong asked as he ate the mutton.
Wang Zheng thought for a while, frowned and said: "You just said that you have money, and I want you to hire someone to teach me boxing. If you can do it, I will give you the 400 script just now, and give you another 200
Script points.”
Xu Tong found this interesting when he heard about it. After asking about it, he found out that Wang Zheng was an otaku. The difference was that his otaku did not stay at home and indulge in games and the happiness of the island country's teachers all day long.
According to Wang Zheng, he is a martial arts fanatic and does not have any decent electrical appliances at home, but sandbags, gloves and other messy equipment are his must-haves.
For such a martial arts fanatic, his biggest wish as a script-killing player is to learn the boxing techniques of masters from all eras.
Of course, this is not an easy task. He has experienced four script-killing worlds and has met those masters, but there is only one who is really willing to teach him, and he also hides it.
The reason why he fights black boxing in the black boxing ring is because someone promised that he could help him send a message to his superiors after 10 fights.
Regarding this condition, Xu Tong nodded and agreed on the spot. Considering the strength and reputation of the Ma Qi and Xiang Gongbao families in the court, this matter was not difficult to achieve.
Submit a temporary joining contract to Wang Zheng.
After the three of them had had enough wine and food, Gao Zhuo went back to the martial arts school with a depressed look on his face. Wang Zheng must have followed Xu Tong back to enjoy his life, and his luck would not be so good.
At night, Xu Tong returned home and after settling Wang Zheng, he went back to his room to rest.
As soon as I walked out of the courtyard, I heard a call from behind: "Master, you are back."
Xu Tong looked back and saw Mr. Wenyuan wearing reading glasses standing in front of the door looking at him.
"gentlemen!"
He had already learned from Daya that this old gentleman was already a Yin God, equivalent to half a god.
This is not comparable to the crappy stuff like the Five Gods of Evil.
Xu Tong stepped forward and raised his hand towards the old gentleman in front of him: "I just came back. Why don't you rest now?"
Wenyuan shook her head: "I have slept for too long. I need to get up and move around and read a book. I am already old. I can't get enough sleep during the day and I can't fall asleep at night."
After speaking, he said to Xu Tong: "In the past, my clerk delivered a newspaper every day. Recently, I got up late. I haven't read the newspaper for a long time. I don't know what new things have happened in the court recently."
Xu Tong was stunned for a few seconds and immediately responded: "Sir, wait a minute, I'll go get it right now."
He walked to the study, looked for newspapers from the past few days, took them out in a hurry, and handed them to Mr. Wenyuan.
Wenyuan picked up the newspaper and scanned it without the help of a light. She first glanced at the date of the newspaper, frowned and shook her head: "Why have I become more and more confused lately? It will be the beginning of winter in a few days."
Xu Tong didn't say anything, but stood aside and waited patiently. He understood that Mr. Wenyuan probably still hadn't understood that he was dead.
The content in this newspaper does not have much nutrition, and is more about promoting the implementation of the new coup law.
Wenyuan read it for a while and then handed the newspaper to Xu Tong: "Is there any transfer recently?"
"No, but some time ago, the Empress Dowager Shengci issued an order for my father to annex the third battalion and retrain the troops."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Wenyuan's furrowed brows slightly widened, and a sneer appeared on his face, as if he was talking to himself: "They are still too young. They are a bunch of ignorant people who want to turn things around. It's ridiculous."
After saying that, he used the style of a strict teacher and warned Xu Tong: "It's been a mess outside recently. Don't go out and cause trouble, especially those who tout foreign things. You must not come into contact with them."
Xu Tong could hear that this was a warning to him, and he quickly shook his head and said: "No, I will report to the military headquarters tomorrow and go on duty at the Qintian Prison."
Hearing that Xu Tong was going to Qintian Prison, Mr. Wenyuan was a little surprised, but he nodded for a moment: "Qintian Prison is a good place, and it suits you very well. I haven't been out for a long time. After you go to report tomorrow, you can pay a visit.
Mr. Gongjing, I have an old relationship with him, so I think I can help you."
"yes!"
Xu Tong remembered the name and stopped chatting with the old gentleman. He said he was sleepy and went back to his room to rest.
After Xu Tong left, Mr. Wenyuan took another look at the newspaper in his hand. When he saw which line in the newspaper was written about implementing the new coup law to strengthen the country, he sneered a few times: "Mediocrity harms the country and seeks death..."
