The place to eat braised pork is recommended by Zote.
Naturally, Zoot led the way.
Turning left and right in a certain street in the old city, and entering an alley where parking is impossible, you can see a restaurant without a sign.
Or to be precise, a fly house.
The restaurant is only seven or eight square meters, with three long tables, one round table and two low tables. The round tables are for gatherings of many people, and the long tables are for people who clock in and come and go quickly.
The two low tables are different.
Not only was it placed under the shade of a tree outside the restaurant, there was also the boss's own teapot, teacups, a plate of peeled peanuts, and a newspaper on a low table.
There is also a cattail leaf fan placed on the bamboo lounge chair.
Goethe glanced at the newspaper.
It's the second edition.
It reads "Recently, disasters have occurred frequently in Luteng City. Experts speculate that..."
The last few words were obscured by folded newspapers.
Goethe shook his head.
It's none of his business, it's all coincidence.
Zotte didn't pay any attention to this. He added a portion of abalone and braised pork - on top of the braised pork he ordered.
At this moment, Zoot kept looking in the direction of the restaurant's back kitchen.
He couldn't wait.
Muheiya was spinning his teacup.
The tea in the cup is the cheapest herbal tea.
It costs extra to add tangerine peel.
Of course, even if tangerine peel is added.
The taste is also bitter and hard to swallow.
But Mu Heiya drank it with gusto. This was already his second cup.
Mu Heiya did not speak.
Goethe didn't speak either.
Than patience?
Goethe has always been the most patient person.
As for Zot?
He couldn't play this silent game, and he was really thinking about the abalone and braised pork, so he stood up and walked into the restaurant.
"The things you requested have arrived."
Mu Heiya finally spoke.
"Well, I know, you called before."
Goethe nodded.
Such words brought a wry smile to Mu Heiya's face.
"This matter has nothing to do with me."
"Whether it's black wind, blood evil, white bones, or the 'Tiandao Alliance'."
Mu Heiya explained.
"Um."
Goethe nodded again.
Of course he believed that this matter had nothing to do with Muheiya.
Just as he believed that this matter was inseparable from the top management of the No Limit Fighting Championship Safety Committee.
Goethe's attitude made Mu Heiya's wry smile become even more helpless.
This member of the Safety Committee Headquarters wants to explain.
But I don't know how to explain it at all.
Because, he once again felt the taste of 'thirty years ago'.
The Safety Committee seems to be a place that upholds justice and fairness, but the more justice and fairness there are, the more unspeakable evil and selfishness there is.
Power is pursued.
It will even corrupt people's hearts.
And add strength?
It will become worse.
Just like when an ordinary person becomes a superman, he is upholding justice on the first day, and he is still upholding justice on the second day, but what about the third day? What about the fourth day? What will he do?
The high probability is——
Look into my eyes!
I can do everything I want!
Power destroys others.
From body to will.
Then, the self-feeling becomes ‘god’.
Let the power reach unlimited expansion.
Of course, there may be exceptions.
No one can deny this exception.
After all, a black goat appears among a group of white goats.
Moreover, this black goat can stand upright and lead the chicken into the dark.
Who knows?
Mu Heiya has long passed the age of black and white, and he is more accustomed to using "escape" to solve problems. Just like when you fall, you need to stand up to solve the problem, but if you don't get up, then
There is no need to solve the problem.
But now?
different!
The headquarters gave him the order.
An order in the name of ‘affection’.
He simply couldn't refuse.
He didn't want to get up, so he was "helped" to get up.
He helped him up and faced Goethe.
Facing Goethe who easily killed the 'Tiandao Alliance.
At least you need to estimate a good price.
"Some big shots at the headquarters were so scared that they pissed themselves."
"I guess you will have trouble sleeping and eating before you get the exact news from me."
"Goethe, do you know?"
"You scared everyone."
When he said this, Mu Heiya lost his wry smile.
He became full of smiles.
Being helped up forcefully, Mu Heiya was not without a temper.
Revenge is not enough.
But there is definitely some schadenfreude.
"Everyone?"
Goethe emphasized.
"At least 99% of people, right?"
"There are some guys who never give up."
"This is human nature."
Mu Heiya shrugged.
Goethe was noncommittal about this.
Ninety-nine percent?
It's really too optimistic.
Under normal circumstances, it is similar to what Mu Heiya said, but this situation is not the case - the 'Tiandao Alliance', 'Emperor Lotus Sect', 'Tingqi Pavilion' 'cut leeks' every once in a while, the Safety Committee
Don’t know?
Of course it's impossible.
The safety committee not only knows.
And, to some extent, they are still cooperating.
Because the safety committee also has its own demands.
There are also things that I want to do but cannot.
Coincidentally, the Tiandao Alliance, the Emperor Lotus Sect, and Tingqi Pavilion appeared.
The two sides hit it off almost immediately.
Complete one thing after another with some kind of indescribable tacit understanding.
The spoils of war may even be shared.
Tiandao Alliance', 'Emperor Lotus Sect', and 'Tingqi Pavilion' have ambitions.
There is also a safety committee, which is bigger.
The former wants to restore its former glory.
The latter wants to be as brilliant as it is now.
Therefore, after the cooperation, the two sides also had their own grievances. It was precisely because of this nasties that the actions and plans of the other party became somewhat unsmooth. It was also because of this nasties that at the beginning, Mu Heiya
appeared in front of him.
Otherwise, someone else would have been replaced long ago.
In other words, some people like to play it safe.
Just like this moment.
Goethe was certain that there was a new round of interest exchange within the Safety Committee.
"I want 30%."
Goethe spoke.
Mu Heiya was stunned and didn't understand.
"I want to take 30% of the benefits of this matter - it can be converted into cash, or it can be converted into secret weapons."
Goethe explained.
"I will tell you the truth."
"It's most likely no problem."
"But isn't 30% a bit too little?"
Mu Heiya was a little confused.
If it were him, even if he couldn't get everything, he would still have at least 50%.
"A lot."
Goethe replied with a smile.
The 30% he said is the 30% he said.
The 30% given by others requires his approval before it is the 30% he said.
What if there is less?
Then he must be compensated.
Otherwise, the anger will never go away.
He, Goethe, reasoned.
Mu Heiya felt a little strange in his heart, but he did not ask further. His goal had been achieved. If he asked more, it would be disrespectful.
"The Unlimited Fighting Competition will place the continental tournament, quarterfinals, semifinals, semifinals, and finals in Luteng City."
"You are so attractive now."
"Yeah?"
"I think braised pork is more attractive."
Goethe looked inside the restaurant.
The person carrying the plate is Zotte.
There are three portions of braised pork on a large square plate.
Ordinary braised pork, braised pork with quail eggs and braised pork with abalone.
The boss followed behind, carrying vegetables and white rice.
The braised pork is placed on a plate and tied with straw rope.
Square and bright in color.
Use chopsticks to pick up the straw rope, put it in your mouth, and lick the tip of your tongue, you can feel the tenderness of the meat. The salty flavor in your mouth has a hint of sweetness, which comes from the sweetness of rice wine.
Not greasy, removes fishy smell.
It will also make the meat taste softer and more glutinous.
Simply braised pork is already so satisfying.
Put it on top of the rice, and the white and tender rice is immediately dyed with a layer of red. It is pulled into the mouth along with the meat and rice. The texture of the rice is integrated into the meat, and it will immediately make people pull it a few more times.
The quail eggs are not put in directly, they are fried and roasted.
The outer skin is crispier, the inside is piping hot, and it is full of springiness when you bite it open.
And when you use chopsticks to open it, the egg yolk absorbs the meat soup, and you will feel happy.
What is different from quail eggs is abalone.
Even if it's not a valuable four-headed or two-headed abalone.
It's just the kind of small abalone that weighs more than a dozen per pound at the street seafood stalls, but the unique umami taste of abalone still makes people surprised. It's a feeling that you knew it would be delicious, but you didn't expect it to be so delicious.
Three-finger-cut braised pork with distinct fat and lean textures.
The smooth knife changes the texture, making the abalone crispy yet tender.
Is there anything better than this to accompany a meal?
Naturally, it is the next vegetable.
Pure crispness and relief from greasiness.
Goethe ate three bowls of rice in a row, finished a plate of braised pork, and after eating a plate of vegetables, he picked up the bowl of herbal tea.
Bitter, with the sweetness of tangerine peel.
After finishing his drink, Goethe got up and left.
Then came Zotte, who took two mouthfuls of rice.
Mu Heiya was a little dazed.
The safety committee member had no idea what was going on.
until--
"Is it you who pays the bill?"
The boss wearing an apron asked in a rough voice.
He also held a rolling pin in his hand.
The look on his face showed that he was afraid that Mu Heiya would run away.
"Well, I'll pay."
Mu Heiya was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded.
"307 yuan."
The boss reported the number.
"That's not right, there are 60 more."
Mu Heiya blinked.
"The guy who was helping with the dishes just now ordered a takeaway braised pork."
The boss tightened his grip on the rolling pin and stared at Muheiya.
Mu Heiya had no doubt that if he had any objections, he would be given a slap on the head.
Sighed.
Mu Heiya obediently paid.
However, when he touched his pocket, he realized that he had left his wallet in the office and did not bring it with him.
An embarrassed look appeared on the face of this headquarters member.
"Sorry, I didn't bring my wallet. Look at that car..."
"The car was driven away by those two people."
"I have a mobile phone, I... um? Where is the mobile phone?"
Mu Heiya looked for it twice and then realized that his mobile phone was in the car.
"Boss, can you lend me your phone?"
Mu Heiya showed an awkward but impolite smile.
…
When Goethe and Zod saw Muheiya again, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.
This member of the Safety Committee Headquarters appeared at the boxing gym wearing big pants, slippers, and a slight smell of detergent, followed by three large trucks.
Zotte looked at Mu Heiya's big underpants and the leg hair standing in the wind, and couldn't hold it back.
Poof!
Zotte laughed out loud.
Mu Heiya grabbed Zote's collar and was so angry that his local accent came out.
"Sun thief, you are having a great time!"
"Do you think it's funny?"
"Then guess why I became like this?"
He has never been so embarrassed in all his life.
He, Mu Heiya, actually washed the dishes.
It was not easy to borrow the boss's phone number to contact his subordinates before.
The safety committee member's mobile phone is specially made, and outside numbers cannot be reached at all, and can only be dialed by the mobile phone.
Therefore, Mu Heiya could only mortgage his suit and leather shoes.
Then, I washed the dishes for three and a half hours.
"No, it's not me. Let me explain."
"I didn't expect you didn't bring your wallet or mobile phone."
"It was just a friendly joke."
"besides……"
Zotte scratched his head and explained.
"what else?"
"Also, I really don't have any money. You can't expect a person who needs to pick up bottles and paper shells for daily pocket money to treat you to abalone and braised pork, right?"
Facing Mu Heiya's questioning, Zotte scratched his head and smiled.
“You ordered the abalone braised pork!”
Mu Heiya emphasized.
"Didn't you eat it too?"
Zotte smiled more purely.
"I?!"
Mu Heiya almost laughed angrily. He had never seen such a shameless guy before. Then, Mu Heiya looked at Goethe and wanted to ask Goethe why.
Of course, it's just instinct.
Mu Heiya did not expect Goethe to answer.
But unexpectedly, Goethe responded.
"I thought he would pay."
"He owes me six meals."
Goethe said lightly.
To Mu Heiya, this answer was better than not answering at all.
"Now you each owe me a meal!"
Mu Heiya announced loudly.
"Well, it's okay. I'll put this meal on Zoot. He only owes me five meals now and owes you two."
Goethe followed the good and followed the flow.
Anyway, he didn't expect Zoot to return him.
Instead of doing this, it is better to graft.
Muheiya looks much more honest.
What's more...
rich.
"That, that, I'll try my best."
Zotte said hesitantly.
When people reach middle age, they can't help themselves. They have a good wife and two mythical beasts at home. However, bottles and paper shells are everywhere in the world.
Zotte, who was humming some kind of tune in his heart, began to think about how to pay off the debt.
He, Zot, is a man of integrity.
Muheiya also let go of Zot at this time.
The member from the Safety Committee headquarters watched Goethe walking towards the three trucks.
There was uncontrollable joy in Goethe's eyes.
Two hundred copies of [Bloody Honor]!
This time, it’s really developed!
"Do you need my help moving in?"
Mu Heiya asked aloud.
In the view of this member of the Security Committee Headquarters, matters related to bloodline must be carefully observed and carefully speculated.
