Looking at Xiao Wuzi with an anxious face, Miao Qiang said angrily: "What the hell, Shen'er is not learning all the time, but he is learning something useless from them. Go clean up quickly and tell me
Hey boy, please clean my stove."
While speaking, Miao Qiang feigned anger and kicked Xiao Wuzi on the buttocks. Xiao Wuzi quickly dodged and said with a smile: "Master, you are an atheist. Then before you come to work every morning,
Why do you want to offer incense to the Kitchen Lord?"
Looking at the little apprentice with a playful smile, Miao Qiang glared and said to him: "What do you know, you kid? The cook worships the Kitchen God and the carpenter worships Lu Ban. It is the ancestor who we traditional craftsmen pay homage to their ancestors."
Respect."
Then he frowned and continued: "I found out that you talk so much nonsense every day, but you are not tired during the day. From tomorrow on, you will get up at five o'clock in the morning and go to the cold dish room to help the cold dish chef.
breakfast."
After hearing this, Xiao Wuzi's expression suddenly changed and he smiled bitterly and said: "No, Master, I'm wrong, isn't it? Don't be angry, old man, I'll change it, I'll change it now. You go to the dressing room to smoke a cigarette and rest, I'll see
Let them do some hygiene."
Miao Qiang was amused by his little apprentice, pointed at him and said: "You kid, just be skinny. It will really make me angry if I don't skin you."
After arriving at the dressing room, the other masters were changing clothes for get off work. Miao Qiang came to the sofa against the wall and sat down. He took out the cigarette from his apron pocket and lit one. He took a deep breath and held it in his lungs for a while. Hou Zai slowly spit it out. Looking at the white smoke exhaled from his mouth and nose, Miao Qiang suddenly felt that the fatigue of the day was released from his body.
At this moment, Cantonese chef A Dong, who had changed his clothes and was about to go home, came to Miao Qiang and whispered: "A Qiang, this is your first time working the night shift here. I have something to say to you.
Well, after twelve o'clock in the evening, never go to the warehouse at the back. If the raw materials are not enough, you would rather ask the waiter to return the food to the customer than go there to pick it up. Even if the big boss eats the chicken, he will not blame you.
"
Looking at the broad-mouthed Adong, Miao Qiang chuckled and said: "Looking at your mysterious appearance, just say whatever you have to say. How is that warehouse? You can still eat people after midnight?!"
After listening to Miao Qiang's words, Adong immediately spat: "Bah, bah, bah, you crow's mouth."
Then he clasped his hands and bowed around, saying: "Buddha bless you, the bad ones don't work and the good ones do."
Looking at Adong's appearance, Miao Qiang smiled and said: "I've always heard that you southerners are more superstitious than us northerners. I didn't believe it before, but now I do."
Seeing Miao Qiang's indifferent expression, A Dong frowned and said, "I see that you are a pretty good person, so I just kindly remind you. Believe it or not, this place is very evil. If the salary hadn't been 30% higher than other places, I would have
I have resigned and left long ago.”
"I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first, so you can take care of yourself."
After saying that, A Dong left the locker room with several of his apprentices. After they left, Miao Qiang was the only one left in the locker room.
Looking at the empty locker room, Miao Qiang fell into deep thought. If he said before that he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he was just pretending.
He believed these things more than anyone else. Not only did he believe it, he also saw it with his own eyes. Miao Qiang was born in the 1980s. When he was three years old, his parents were busy with work and had no time to take care of him, so they sent him to his grandmother's home.
Home life.
And his grandfather, Mr. Shan, was a well-known gentleman at that time. The reason why the neighbors called him Mr. was not because he was a teacher. It was because he was a gentleman who looked after others, so he could be called Mr. in the Northeast.
There are two types of gentlemen who look at things, one is the disciple who is standing up for Baojiaxian, and the other is the yin-yang gentleman like Mr. Miao Qiang.
Chuma disciples, also known as Ma family disciples, usually worship the Baojiaxian at home. To put it bluntly, these Baojiaxian are some wild immortals, mainly from the five families of fox, yellow, white, willow and gray.
The most common ones are those dedicated to the Fox and Huang families. The Fox family refers to foxes, and the Huang family naturally refers to Huangpizi.
As for Mr. Yin and Yang, it is different. They can be said to be their own sect. They are proficient in various ancient folk remedies. They look at the feng shui of the ancestral home, handle daily affairs, and choose the Yin and Yang houses.
Ever since Miao Qiang moved to his grandmother's house when he was three years old, his father, Mr. Shan, would tell him some strange stories every day, such as ghosts and gods, dead people pretending to be corpses, and foxes turning into spirits to repay their kindness.
The story of ghosts and ghosts harming people.
He was young at that time, so he was a little scared when he first listened to it, but he got used to it over time. In the end, he could memorize every story. In these stories, Mr. Shan not only talked about these ghosts and resentments, but also got used to them over time.
How it harms people, and also talks about how to deal with such things and what methods to use to restrain them.
When he was six years old, out of fun, he secretly followed his grandfather to a home where a funeral was being held. Although the country had begun to advocate cremation at that time, many people still chose to bury their deceased ancestors.
Enter your own cemetery. And this is the case for this family.
At that time, he was young and didn't know how to be afraid of death. When he came to that house, he saw a string of yellow paper hanging at the door of the house, and a big paper cow was placed in front of the door. Large and small.
Wreaths were placed everywhere, and a coffin was parked in the yard.
When he was young, he was immediately interested in the big cow tied with paper. Being a child, he regarded the big cow as a toy and walked around it with great joy. He was consecrating the body lying in the coffin.
Mr. Shan did not realize that his grandson was following him secretly.
Just when Miao Qiang was having fun, he accidentally knocked the big cow tied with paper to the ground. The sound immediately attracted the attention of the family members of the deceased in the hospital, and Mr. Shan, who was consecrating the deceased, also saw
to his grandson.
So he immediately stopped what he was doing and ran over to see if Miao Qiang was injured. Just when everyone focused on Miao Qiang, no one noticed that the huge civet cat climbed into the coffin.
.
When Mr. Shan helped Miao Qiang up from the ground and checked him up and down, he breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was not injured.
But immediately, his face changed and he said angrily: "Why did you sneak out with me if you didn't just stay at home? Little bastard, watch if I don't kill you when I get back!"
The deceased's family was not far from Miao Qiang's grandmother's house. They were all neighbors, so they knew Miao Qiang. So the family members of the deceased came up to persuade him: "Forget it, Uncle Shan, the child is young and immature. Stop scaring him."
"
At this time, Mr. Shan also apologized to the family of the deceased. The eldest son of the deceased said hurriedly: "Look what you always said, we all live next to each other. You usually help us a lot, so if you say that, you are out of touch."
After hearing this, Mr. Shan stopped talking. He turned around and glared at Miao Qiang and said, "There is not enough for you all day long. I will deal with you later when I go back."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Miao Qiang seemed to be frightened, and he opened his mouth "Wow wow" and burst into tears.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they saw this, but it was not the right time to laugh in this situation, so they had to hold it in their hearts. Mr. Shan was also very puzzled. His eldest grandson was very naughty. He usually wouldn't cry even if he was hit twice, but today this was
What's wrong?
Just when he was wondering, Miao Qiang cried harder and harder, and started to tremble all over. He raised his arm, pointed in the direction of the courtyard with his little finger, and said in a crying voice: "Stand up... stand up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Shan's heart skipped a beat. Others had the same idea as him and hurriedly turned around and looked towards the courtyard.
I saw that the deceased who was originally lying in the coffin had now stood up, and a tabby cat was lying on the deceased's shoulder.
Seeing this, everyone was so frightened that they stepped back and screamed. Mr. Shan exclaimed: "Oh no, a wild cat has made her angry. Don't run around and stay away from the deceased. Don't let her."
Pounced."
After that, he hurried forward and raised his hand to hit the civet cat lying on the shoulder of the dead body. But the big civet cat was not afraid at all. As soon as Mr. Shan waved his hand, it opened its mouth, exposed its sharp teeth, and faced Mr. Shan.