"I... Holy shit! What are you doing? I'm not glass!" Zhao Qiang took several steps back, avoiding the direction where Li Dazui was kneeling. Did this child receive any stimulation back then? How do you say kneeling down?
Kneeling, the movement was so sharp that even Zhao Qiang didn't react.
These days, there are buy-one-get-one-free offers, some give small advertisements, and some give away condoms.
But this was the first time that Zhao Qiang saw someone sending him up!
How could Zhao Qiang endure this?
Well, of course, if it was a beautiful woman, Zhao Qiang would reluctantly accept it.
The key point is that he is not! No! It should be said that he is not a woman at all!
Damn it, a big, muscular man kneels down in front of you like a wronged little widow, and even asks you to accept him in tears, how do you feel?
"Master, just accept me as your apprentice! Your cooking skills are so superb, please teach me how to cook with both hands... Ah! No! Just one skill is enough... Master, just accept me!" Li Dazui said in tears.
.I have to say that Zhao Qiang’s cooking skills are really superb. Not to mention that these twelve dishes were cooked together, but what it means to be delicious, delicious, and delicious is reflected in Zhao Qiang’s body.
Zhao Qiang took two steps back, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Ahem... well, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I come from a culinary school. Do you know that?"
"I don't know." Li Dazui shook his head blankly. But he thought that since it was a cooking sect, the cooking skills in their sect should be quite superb. So, he wanted to learn from his master.
More determined.
"You don't even know about cooking? You're still a chef!"
Li Dazui's old face turned red and he smiled dryly: "Haha, I just got it soon, so..."
"Well, I don't blame you. It's just that the master of our cooking sect has set a rule that the inheritance is from a female to a male, so... you can't do it!" Zhao Qiang said sanctimoniously.
"Then what's wrong with you?" Li Dazui is a rough man. He can't hide what he says and just says whatever he thinks. This Zhao Qiang is obviously a man, so why does he still say that the cooking sect he belongs to is passed down from male to female?
"Ahem...because I am the master of the cooking sect, and I am the only one in the cooking sect!" After Zhao Qiang finished speaking, he walked out and said as he walked: "Well...that...boss, please call someone.
Bring all the dishes to the table."
Li Dazui was dumbfounded, but the restaurant owner had just recovered from Zhao Qiang's amazing cooking skills. Seeing that Zhao Qiang had left the kitchen, he quickly went to ask the waiter to bring the food.
Zhao Qiang returned to the private room, and the bad old man was already impatient with the wait, "Hey, Zhao Qiang, are you trying to trick me? It's been so long, where are the dishes?"
"What's the hurry? It'll be here soon!" Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes and said.
"You kid can't find someone to do it for you?"
"Hey, old man, if you can, don't eat when the food is served later. Pingxin and I will eat it! Don't you believe me? You!" Zhao Qiang said angrily.
The old man quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Hey, wasn't this a joke? You are still a friend thanks to you! How could this be possible?"
"Bullshit friends, do you have to put conditions on your friends' treatment?"
"Boy, don't push yourself too far!" The old man also got angry and said angrily. "It doesn't matter if I show it to you, but you have to ask for something if you show it to others!"
"That's my grandpa!"
"Is it your grandpa or her grandpa?"
"Her grandpa is my grandpa!" Zhao Qiang said sternly. As he spoke, Lu Ping winced.
Lu Pingxin suddenly blushed on her frosty face. With outsiders around, Lu Pingxin didn't talk as much as when she was alone with Zhao Qiang. And facing this old kid, Lu Pingxin
She didn't know what to say, so after meeting this old man, Lu Ping felt silent more often.
While Zhao Qiang was bickering with the old man, all twelve dishes were served.
"You're welcome, eat them all!" Zhao Qiang grinned.
The old man didn't care about that. When he saw so many delicacies, his eyes lit up. He kept holding the chopsticks in his hands and couldn't stop his mouth. He chewed the food in his mouth and said vaguely: "Okay! It's really you.
I made it myself! Eat people's food and help people get rid of disasters! That little girl, don't be afraid, even if she has terminal cancer, I can let him live for two more years!"
Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes, "Crow's Mouth, eat your food!"
"Thank you." Lu Pingxin swallowed a mouthful of food and said sincerely. Then she looked at Zhao Qiang, "In the past, you always made some home-cooked stir-fry, and you couldn't tell much about it. You are really good at making these delicious dishes.
Unusual!"
"Hey, thank you for the compliment!" Zhao Qiang also felt bright on his face when the beauty was allowed to boast!
"Hey, little girl, don't you understand this? The more ordinary the dish, the more it reflects a person's cooking skills. This kid's cooking skills are not yet good!" the old man said with a smile.
"You're home, come here!" Zhao Qiang said angrily.
The three of them were still talking when they started eating, and even Lu Pingxin would interject a few words from time to time. But after eating for a while, no one spoke, and there was only the sound of "clinking" of chopsticks and bowls.
It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but she really can't open her mouth. Lu Ping has always been very elegant when eating, and now is no exception. But the speed of picking up vegetables with chopsticks is no slower than that of the old man.
Just as the three of them were eating in full swing, there was a noise at the door. After a while, two men and a woman barged in. One of the men was the owner of the restaurant.
The restaurant owner smiled bitterly at the man and said, "Sir, it's not that I don't cook for you, it's that we don't have those dishes at all! This gentleman brought these dishes himself."
"Nonsense! How can anyone come to a restaurant and bring their own food?" the woman scolded in a sweet voice.
"What I said is true!" the restaurant owner said with a wry smile.
Zhao Qiang put down his chopsticks and said calmly: "Boss, I choose to eat in the private room because I hate the noise. Don't you understand?"
"This...I understand! I understand!" The boss smiled bitterly in his heart. He had been so unlucky for eight lifetimes today, why did he encounter all these troubles? "This...two gentlemen, miss, let's go out and talk about something."
Okay, don't disturb the guests while they are eating."
The woman glanced at the boss with disdain, then looked at Zhao Qiang, "Hey, did you cook all these dishes yourself?"
Zhao Qiang glanced at the woman, his expression unchanged, "It's me."
Zhao Qiang didn't say anything, but the old man was unhappy. He was eating well here, so why did someone come out to make trouble? The old man frowned and said: "If you want to make a noise, go out and make a noise, don't disturb me while I'm eating!"
Hearing the old man speak, Lu Pingxin also raised her head. This old man could save her grandfather's life! When he spoke, it was equivalent to an imperial edict, "Get out!"
"Hey, who are you asking to get out? You..."
"Haha, Miss, I'm sorry, let's not quarrel, okay? We have something to discuss!" Seeing that the two groups were about to quarrel, the boss quickly tried to persuade them in the middle.
When the man next to the woman saw Lu Pingxin, he immediately showed salivation on his face. When the woman saw the man's look, she became even more dissatisfied and said: "Hey, you, cook another portion of these dishes for us, and I'll give them to you."
money!"
Zhao Qiang pointed at Lu Pingxin, "Didn't you hear what she said? Get out of here!"
"Okay, if you dare to scold me, let me tell you, if you don't cook the food for me today, I will make you unable to leave this town!" the woman said coldly.
"Please stop talking. The pink on your face will fall off in a while."
"You..." The woman was about to speak when she was stopped by the man next to her. After the two of them whispered a few words, the woman said aggressively: "You..."
"No need to say anything, I understand." Zhao Qiang said indifferently. Although the two of them were whispering, the private room was very quiet, so every word between them reached Zhao Qiang's ears.
"Ah? Do you understand Japanese?" the woman said in surprise.
"Know yourself and your enemy and you can fight a hundred battles! Japanese is very easy to learn when you learn Chinese and imitate cats and tigers. Now even children know it!" Zhao Qiang lit a cigarette and said leisurely.
The woman said sullenly: "How dare you humiliate the Yamato nation?"
"You are not Chinese?"
"I have become a Japanese citizen a long time ago!" the woman said in a show-off manner. It was as if becoming a Japanese citizen was as exciting as becoming the president of the United States.
“Is becoming a Japanese citizen worth showing off?”
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that you are a fucking bitch! You are still showing off your dick there? If you are a fucking bitch, just don't set up a memorial arch in front of me. In my eyes, you join
Being Japanese is no different than going to a brothel to be a chicken! You are obviously Chinese... Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, your parents are fucking Chinese, but you still follow that little devil and scold the Chinese.
He is the sick man of East Asia, I think you are the sick man, you are both sick men!" Zhao Qiang can no longer care about his vulgarity. Although Zhao Qiang is not an angry young man, and he is not ready to throw bricks at little Japan when he sees it, but as a
How could a Chinese be so disgusting? Zhao Qiang now wanted to go up and slap this woman twice.
As soon as she heard that the man was Japanese, and understood from Zhao Qiang's dirty words that these two men were insulting the Chinese, Lu Pingxin frowned, but the restaurant owner had long since lost his groveling look and straightened his body.
, standing in front of this man and woman, it can even be said that it feels like picking up a stool and slapping them.
Only the bad old man was still eating haise. After swallowing a mouthful of food, he curled his lips and said disdainfully: "The man has kidney deficiency and excessive intercourse. The woman has many gynecological diseases and has even had an abortion."