Zhang Hengu paid attention to those people while eating. He had a strange feeling in his heart. It seemed that these people had a very important relationship with him, but he couldn't remember. Could it be that when and where did he have a relationship with these people?
Ever dated?
The men negotiated with the boss for a long time, and finally had to sit down in the hall, right next to Zhang Hengu's table. Only one of them said: "Well, I thought it was only the business we made last time.
Wearing scarves, I didn’t expect that all Dai men have this habit, but they come in all colors.”
Another person said: "Brother, I don't understand. This hot weather is even hotter than Beijing's summer temperature. What's the point of hanging around that thing?"
The man called Big Brother said: "You know what the heck, the people in the Dai Gang are all second-class cripples. If they don't tie something around their necks, they look even more stupid. You've never seen the South Vietnamese."
Is it called a monkey? Both Dai and South Vietnam are close relatives, and can be considered second-class monkeys. Besides, you see, it’s not cool in Arabia, so why don’t they all wear white coats?” He took the wine bottle and offered it to him.
He poured himself a cold beer, and when the others saw it, they quickly grabbed the bottle and filled it up for him.
At this time, the boss lady brought the dishes over. When she heard what they said, she said with a smile: "Boss, you don't know, but not all of us Dai men wear scarves."
"Oh, then who knows how to wear a scarf?"
"It's a long story. There's also a legend in it." The landlady saw that these visitors were from far away. She might have a lot of US dollars or RMB in her pocket, so she wanted to get closer and try to get closer.
They spend more money in their pockets here.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out of her mouth, the elder brother glared at her and said, "We are not here to listen to legends. If we are willing to say one word, if we are not willing to say, get out of here!" As he spoke, he stared at her with a sword-like gaze.
, as if it could pierce the clothes on her chest.
The landlady had no choice but to say awkwardly: "Well, only men who are married to women can do it."
"It's nothing special. Isn't it just a matter of men and women?" Several people looked relaxed, a little puzzled by the eldest brother's sudden anger. They advised: "Brother, it's very happy, don't be like the boss's wife."
The eldest brother looked around and whispered: "I'm so happy, why do I feel like something is wrong? Since I came to the Dai Gang, have we done things too smoothly? Why is this country still alive even though the president is dead?
So stable?"
"Maybe they can't make it public and they are trying to seize power, right?"
The eldest brother raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass, looked around at the diners coming and going, and said, "I hope...I hope it's not a trick."
Zhang Hengu had very sharp ears. What they said seemed to be irrelevant, but somehow he felt that it had something to do with him. However, after looking at it for a long time, he found that there was no familiar face among these people. What they said was all standard.
The Beijing voice, no need to ask, must be from mainland China. Zhang Hengu knew big-eyed Feng and his co-workers in China, and none of his friends dressed in such high-end clothes.
"I must have never seen these people before, but why do their accents sound so familiar?" Zhang Hengu drank a glass of beer with He Caitou and listened to their conversation with strange ears.
Xiao Liang saw Zhang Hengu in a daze, so he stabbed him and asked: "Gege, princess!"
Only then did Zhang Hengu come to his senses, hurriedly withdrew his gaze, focused all his attention on the dishes in front of him, and said to Xiao Liang: "Xiao Liang, if you don't have enough food, go ahead and order more."
It is said that enemies are extremely jealous when they see each other. It is a pity that Zhang Hengu has never met these people, otherwise he would risk his life with them no matter what. These people were the professional killers who wanted to kill him in Beijing. But Zhang Hengu
I have never fought against them head-on, so how do I know that my enemy is sitting across from me?
On the train going south from Beijing, these people chased Zhang Hengu. Zhang Hengu was hiding in the toilet and heard their voices. He was so frightened that he peed in the toilet. Now that he heard these voices again, how could he not feel it?
Are they familiar? Fortunately, these people only recognized Zhang Hengu based on his red scarf. Now most of the Dai gang men have one, and they can’t recognize him sitting next to them.
The people are the "business" of the past.
The hall was already full at this time, and the landlady came to them and asked: "What staple food do you guys want? I'll tell you to go down and arrange it first, otherwise there will be too many people at once, and I'm afraid you will have to wait too long."
It’s grown.”
Zhang Hengu asked Xiaoliang, Xiaoliang went to see Xiaocai. Xiaocai saw the closeness between Xiaoliang and Zhang Hengu just now, and hated it in his heart. He thought to himself, I don’t know who hit him with the stick that night, why?
I won't beat him to death with a stick. He Caitou looked unhappy and said, "Then let's bring in the main dish. I just want a small bowl of rice."
Seeing Xiao Cai's behavior, Xiao Liang kicked him under the table to signal him to be more generous. Then he said, "I also want a small bowl of rice."
Zhang Hengu also wanted rice, but when he saw the side dishes looking like that, he thought to himself, why are you pretending to be garlic? If you hadn't looked at Xiaoliang's face, would you still want me to treat you to dinner? Don't even think about a grain of rice!
You want rice, but I don't want it. I insist on making something different with you.
"I want a small bowl of rice noodles." Zhang Hengu said.
The few people who were eating heard Zhang Hengu asked for rice noodles, and they casually said: "By the way, we also want rice noodles. I have only eaten Yunnan's Guoqiao rice noodles, and I have never eaten Dai rice noodles."
The leader said: "You guys can eat it. I don't eat rice noodles. It is said that the meat of rice noodles is blanched in boiling water. If it is not cooked well, it may be poisoned."
After hearing what he said, several other people also agreed and each asked for a bowl of rice.
The landlady obeyed the order and went down.
People at this table continued to drink and wait for the rice. Zhang Hengu did not dare to look over there anymore. Thinking of the purpose of this treat, he took out some words that he had thought of when he came. Words like thanking you for helping, etc., were actually all
It was meant for Xiao Liang. Xiao Cai was using his chopsticks to move back and forth among several dishes, making various expressions. Zhang Hengu pretended not to see it, and still spit at Xiao Liang. Stars were flying in all directions. Just what he was saying
, saw a waitress bringing several bowls of rice to the tables of those people, and called the waiter: "Hey, waiter, the rice we asked for first, why hasn't ours been brought up?"
The waiter lowered his head, responded, and walked back quickly without even looking here.
"Hey, how good is this waiter? He didn't even say a word." He Caitou was already unhappy, so he took advantage of the topic and said to the boss's wife: "Boss, please come here."
The proprietress was chatting animatedly with the guests at several other tables. When she heard someone shouting, she hurried over and asked what was going on.
He Caitou said: "Boss lady, everything has to be on a first-come, first-served basis, right? The rice we asked for first, why was it served to those who came after us first and not to us?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. That waiter is new and doesn't know the rules." The landlady hurriedly accompanied her, "I'll serve it to you personally." After saying that, she ran back to the kitchen in small steps and brought out two bowls of rice.
Zhang Hengu brought two bowls of rice to Xiao Liang and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't know this place was so busy. I'll find a quieter place next time."
It was originally Xiao Liang's suggestion to come to this place to eat. Hearing what Zhang Hengu said made Xiao Liang feel a little embarrassed. He said, "Hey, that's it for us working-class people. It's okay, I feel like it's lively here."
It's good to make trouble, but you think it's just a side dish?"
Seeing that He Caitou didn't speak, Xiaoliang was also a little angry. He said: "By the way, Gege, don't go back today, just stay with me."
Before Zhang Hengu understood what it meant, Xiao Cai became anxious, his eyes almost popped out, and he almost stabbed Xiaoliang's face with his chopsticks. His voice suddenly rose an octave, and he shouted: "What? What did you say?"
"
Xiaoliang blinked and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet. Why are you in such a hurry? Let Zhang Hengu live with me, and I'll live with you."
He Caitou, who had just hit rock bottom, couldn't believe his ears when he heard Xiaoliang's words. Oh my God, Xiaoliang wanted to live with him, could it be said that he could...
Before he could continue to think about it, Xiao Liang's words made him completely give up. "You can find another place to live."
Xiao Cai was like an inflated ball that was suddenly pricked by a needle. It deflated all of a sudden and said, "Yeah... forget it, stop spinning around, let Teacher Zhang live with me."
Only then did Zhang Hengu realize it. Before he could express his gratitude, he suddenly heard the leader on the opposite table exclaim in surprise.
When I looked up, I saw that the person at the table opposite who was called the boss had stood up, hugged his stomach with his hands, and then slowly bent down, with cold sweat pouring down from his head.
"This rice is poisonous!" he shouted.
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