A pockmarked man was lying on the counter that was about to fall apart, drooling all over it. Combined with the pockmarked face, it was indeed a bit off-putting.
However, we had already heard Fu Qingyong introduce it on the road. Wang Mazi’s cooking skills are outstanding, especially meat, ordinary pork. He can make more than a dozen different ways to eat it, which is amazing.
The one who eats it wants to swallow it all with his own tongue.
But Wang Mazi has a taboo. All meat is allowed to be touched, but dog meat is not allowed in front of him. Therefore, anyone who orders dog meat in his restaurant will be kicked out.
However, Xiao Donghu seemed to be deliberately trying to get Wang Mazi's bad luck. As soon as he entered the restaurant, he chose a better stool and sat down. He slapped his hand on the table and shouted loudly: "First, a big plate of dog meat!"
The old wooden table suddenly made a loud noise, waking up Wang Mazi, who was sleeping soundly. The wooden table immediately shook. It seemed that if Xiao Donghu did this again, the wooden table would probably be reimbursed on site.
Wang Mazi was stunned for a moment, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked at Xiao Donghu and Fu Qingyong, but did not drive them out as usual. Instead, he stretched slowly and then cursed: "You little bastard, just
I don’t know if you should be gentler, but it disturbs my sweet dreams, can you afford to pay for the table being broken up?"
Xiao Donghu said with a smile: "I will compensate you if we break up. Hurry up. First, bring a big plate of dog meat and other delicious food. Bring them all out. I was hungry when I was in Lao Linkou."
Fu Qingyong was in a daze. Everyone in the town knew about Wang Mazi's taboo. He once saw Wang Mazi chasing people all over the town with a kitchen knife because that person secretly brought a roasted dog leg into his shop.
Restaurant, now Xiao Donghu has pointed out that he wants to eat dog meat. Isn’t he sincerely looking for trouble?
Unexpectedly, Wang Mazi glanced at Xiao Donghu again and continued to curse: "You idiot, don't disgust you, Mr. Mazda. The dog hasn't been killed yet! If you want to eat meat, kill the dog yourself. There are only fish, don't eat them if you like."
While talking, he reached for the apron placed on the counter, shook it, and regardless of the oil on the apron that had turned it into oilcloth, he put it on directly, turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Fu Qingyong suddenly couldn't close his mouth. Wang Mazi was usually very honest, but as long as anyone mentioned a piece of shit in front of him, he would immediately lose control. Even if the King of Heaven came, he wouldn't necessarily buy it. Even before Xiao Tianlong died,
, I didn’t dare to mention the word dog meat in front of him, let alone ask for dog meat in his restaurant. What happened today? Did he change his gender? Not only did he not chase them away with a kitchen knife, but he even went to cook.
, this is simply like the sun rising from the west.
Xiao Donghu took a pair of chopsticks and banged them on the table, smiled without saying a word, and just looked at Fu Qingyong's surprised look. Fu Qingyong had an indifferent personality. They had played together before, and few things could surprise him.
, today I came back to the mountain for the first time, and it surprised him several times, which was also full of fun.
The sound of fish being put into the frying pan came from the kitchen. Fu Qingyong looked in the direction of the kitchen, then turned to look at Xiao Donghu, then turned to look in the direction of the kitchen, then turned to look at Xiao Donghu, a look on his face
of disbelief.
Seeing him like that, Xiao Donghu was really funny. He couldn't help pointing his index finger to his nose and said with a smile: "What? You don't know what's going on? Let me tell you! If there is another person in Qingshi Town,
The only person who can survive Wang Mazi is--me!"