Counting five generations up from Lu Zilin, the Lu family has reached an unsustainable bottom. Two of the three brothers have gone out to work for the rich man. The third, who is just fifteen or sixteen years old, has to beg for food.
When he grew up, there were almost no men or women in large villages or villages who did not know this child. Before he learned to walk, his mother carried him to beg for food. After he learned to walk, he went to beg for food by himself.
He tied an iron horse spoon to receive alms. After eating, he rinsed it in the ditch and tied it to his trouser belt. People didn't remember his name, so they called him Horse Spoon Baby or Shao'er Baby. One night, he collapsed on the kang for many years.
His father, who couldn't turn over or move his legs, said to him: "You can't beg for food now. When you were a child, people took pity on you and gave you food. But now that you are grown up and you ask for food, people will scold you - earn it yourself."
"Eat it." To earn a living, just like the elder brother and the second brother, Ma Shaowa nodded and went out the next day and never returned home. No one in the original master could see the man leaning against the street.
There is a child holding a spoon at the door.
Ma Shaowa avoided the familiar villages and familiar people and went down the northern slope. In the strange villages and strange houses on Zishui River Road, she continued to rely on unfamiliar door panels and walked along the winding river channel of Zishui River. One day
When he walked into the city gate building, he exclaimed in surprise: "The city is much better than before." He didn't need to beg anyone anymore. He only had to target the people eating in the restaurant and scoop out their leftover noodles, steamed buns or meat dishes.
Then he was hired by a restaurant to light the fire and pull the bellows to wash the dishes. When he was sitting under the stove and pulling the bellows, the stove was cooking while using a small iron spoon dipped in oily seasoning to hit the pot he had just raised.
He hit his head with the back of a spoon at first, and then with the edge of the spoon, and blood came out twice. He didn't understand why he was not allowed to raise his head or face while lighting a fire or blowing the bellows. He thought it was a rule in the cooking, drinking and cooked food industry.
, so he finally remembered and just kept his head stifled to light the fire, still lowering his head while the stove shouted "turn off the flame". One day, he suddenly had an idea and finally figured out, the stove was afraid that he would lose his skills.
Let him raise his head to watch the various cooking operations.
After Shaowa figured out this secret, his ambition grew. Damn it, if you didn't hit me on the head, I wouldn't have thought of learning a craft. So he became attentive: in the morning, he would fill the stove with water and fill the urinal, and in the evening
He also fetched foot-washing water and carried it back to the urinal; he washed the stove's clothes, caught lice, beat his back and rubbed his thighs; as soon as he saw the stove touching his tobacco bag, he blew the hot pot and handed it to his face. The stove accepted him without saying a word.
All the attentive and attentive waiters still used a spoon to hit his head raised from under the stove without mercy, and never allowed him to take a peek at the secret of the food in the wok changing from raw to cooked. Such chores were done.
After working for the stove for free for more than a year, Ma Shaowa became completely proficient in the art of lighting the fire, wiping the table, serving dishes and washing dishes, but her cooking skills were still zero.
One night, after sleeping upstairs in the shopkeeper's house as usual, Luo Tou said: "Shaowazi, no matter how flirtatious you are, it won't do anything to me. You want to learn a craft just because of your flirtatiousness, but there is no way for you.
"You know how much I spent to learn this skill." Shaowa said, "You must have spent a lot of money to learn this unique skill. I have no money. I will accept you as my teacher after I save more money." Luo Tou smiled disdainfully.
He stood up and said, "Even if you earn two coppers a month, you won't be able to make enough even if your beard is white." Shaozi said sadly, "Then I will wash dishes and burn fires for the rest of my life." Stovehead said in a sympathetic tone: "
I see that this baby of yours is an awakened baby and a good baby. I don’t want your money. If you promise me three things, I will teach you the craft.” Shaowa hurriedly said: “Don’t say three things, I will agree to thirty things.
As long as you are willing to teach me my craft." Luo Tou lowered his voice and said, "Don't get upset if I scold you." Shaowa thought Luo Tou wanted him to help him, but he never expected that this was the case, so he remained silent.
It was not too difficult to accept. If you cursed the wind and ran away, there would be no actual loss, so I accepted it with a "hmm". The stove put his head next to Shaowa's ear and whispered: "Shaowa, Shaowa,
I'll fuck you." It was like a spoonful of boiling oil had been poured into Shao's ears. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, but he gritted his teeth and held it in. The stove asked: "Why don't you say anything?" Shao's voice said angrily:
"I heard you scolding me. I'm not annoyed." Luo Tou said, "Well, I scolded you, and you have to answer the question. Are you willing to do so? If you don't answer, I won't be able to do anything for you." Shaowa's hand was on
The quilt was clenched so hard that one punch could knock the stinking mouth of smoke into silence, but he endured it and said, "I answered." The stove laughed and scolded: "Shao baby, I'm going to fuck your tits." Shao
The baby replied: "Fuck you." Luotou excitedly scolded: "Shaowazi, I'm going to fuck your sister." Shaowa replied: "Fuck you." Luotou was so excited that he giggled until he fell asleep upstairs.
The owner of the restaurant in the lower hall intervened: "What are you talking about? Why don't you just stop and get up early tomorrow morning." The stove head was still excited and closed its mouth and went to sleep. For a long time after that, almost every night before falling asleep, the stove head looked like
In the review homework, he also expanded the scope of the study to fuck the mother, grandmother, and sister of the boy, and even extended it to the aunt and uncle. The baby no longer cared about it and was not embarrassed. He just responded to the "fuck you" formula as a routine. "Fuck" from the stove.
The addiction is so great that not only do I have to do it before going to bed at night, but I also stand with one leg in front of the pot during the day, seizing the free time of the diners, and squinting at the spoon boy sitting under the stove with a pair of lustful eyes.
: "Ah, Shaozi, I want to fuck your mother again." One morning, as soon as the fire was set up, the burner was frying oil in the pot, and he said happily: "Shaozi, I fucked you yesterday.
Heijian had a dream and fucked your sister. Your sister looks just like you, but her hair is very long and braided, and she also has two dark eyes with deep eyes and long eyelashes. Do you think your sister looks like you?" Shaowa said in half annoyance: "My sister
Both eyes have a pair of carrot flowers..."
It wasn't until Luo Tou couldn't come up with any new curses that he asked Spoon Baby the second thing. That was proposed during the leisure time after lunch. Spoon Boy was eager to implement new tortures as soon as possible in order to realize the elusive fried spoon.
After realizing his wish, he said: "You tell me, I'll listen." Luotou said with a smile: "The second thing is very simple. Look at the escort -" As he said this, he slapped Shaowa on the face with his hand, and then asked:
"Okay?" Shaowa was beaten so dizzy. When he woke up, he realized that the second thing was to be beaten, so he said without thinking: "Okay." The stove slapped the other side of the face again, and spit on the palm of his hand.
The sound of the beating was extremely loud and he asked: "Should I accept the job or not?" Shaowa couldn't hold back the tears and still answered: "Suffer." The shopkeeper asked in the room: "What are you two doing?"
"Crack, crack, chirp," the stove laughed and said, "I'm playing with Spoon Boy." The pattern of the stove hitting Spoon Baby was also changed with great thought. Slapping, chest beating, kicking the butt are commonplace, tearing off the ears, and pinching the nose.
, twisting his cheeks out of pleasure, but what made Spoonboy unbearable was that when he was sleeping soundly, the stove suddenly bit him on the face. The pain was so painful that when he jumped up from the quilt, the stove had just finished urinating.
He got into bed again. The restaurant manager finally noticed that Shao baby was being abused, and secretly saw the stove head twisting Shao baby's ears. Then he walked up to them and said in a seemingly calm tone with anger hidden under it: "You can't hit me.
Look at what Spoon Baby has done to you. There are bruises all over your face and body." Luo Tou chuckled and kept saying the same thing: "I was just playing with Spoon Baby." The shopkeeper said no more.
I don’t believe in any nonsense: “How can anyone see the red and blue scars of a Spoon boy who is playing like this, and still say that my hands and feet are crippled? It’s not like I haven’t beaten a Spoon boy before. He is my husband-in-law. I beat him.”
He and his father have nothing to say. You can't hit someone else's doll." Luo Tou smiled awkwardly: "Forget it, I won't play with Spoon Baby anymore." The shopkeeper still didn't relax: "Why don't you hit me?
"People say it's a joke." He turned around and asked Shaowa, "Are you kidding me?" Shaowa murmured for a long time and lowered his eyebrows: "Yes... it's a joke..." The shopkeeper turned around and walked away: "You should be beaten... you bitch."
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After falling asleep that night, Luo Tou caressed Spoonboy's injury with his fat palm and whispered softly: "Spoonboy, I'm really playing tricks on you. I said fuck your mother, fuck your tits, fuck you."
Sister, you are all just talking and playing. Come on, I will hit you and twist you because you have a pretty face and your breasts are so cute. When I beat you and scold you, I will kiss you and hurt you. Since the shopkeeper is sick, we won’t do it.
Damn it. I think there is only one thing left. Once you do it, start learning the craft." Shaowa hurriedly said, "Just tell me now. It's time for me to get through it." The stove head pressed against Shaowa's ear and said, "
I'll take your back door." Shaowa said blankly: "I only have three single-room houses in my house. Without a wall, how can there be a back door? Why did you go all the way to the original place and use the back door?" Luo Tou chuckled.
Said: "Guadan'er baby, I'm going to fuck you." Shao baby sat up straight in surprise, and said dully for a long time: "I will give you all my wages, you go to visit the brothel." Luo Tou said: "
I have enough money to go to the brothel, so I don’t care about your two small coins." Shaowa begged for mercy: "Jiji is a shit pot, what’s the point..." Luo Tou pressed him down and said: "Your Majesty, you have three palaces.
The Sixth Academy doesn’t fuck the sow, what’s in the picture is the deep wrinkles on the head of the black shell; the emperor’s aunt steals the monkey, the good thing is the stick that can be thick, thin, short or long.” Shao Wa begged pitifully.
"You change another one, I will work hard for you even if you have to go up the knife mountain or the oil pan..." Luotou immediately expressed disappointment and said: "Then let's stop talking, neither of us is forcing the other." Shaowa thought.
The previous beating and scolding may have been in vain, so he immediately followed Luo Tou's thoughts and said flatteringly: "Don't be anxious, don't be impatient... Just say you do it a few times... then teach me the craftsmanship." Luo Tou said calmly: "
That's easy to say. I'll fuck you five times and teach you how to stir-fry the same dish." Shaowa counter-offered: "Two times..." In the end, the two parties concluded the deal on "three times."
Five years later, Lu Ma Shao learned to be a real stove, and his skill has surpassed that of the master. The business of this small restaurant with a front door was booming day by day, and the shopkeeper lost no time in stopping the simple meals of noodles and fried dough sticks, and changed to
As a restaurant that specializes in all kinds of stir-fry dishes, two or three large restaurants in the city secretly offered Lu Ma Shao a high salary to poach Lu Ma Shao. The shopkeeper was very worried after hearing the news, so he first raised the price of Ma Shao himself. Ma Shao said to the shopkeeper calmly:
"Don't worry, Ma Shao is not a money-grubbing villain. Based on what you said when Luo Tou hit me, I will work for you for at least five years without a single cent of my tattoo salary." The shopkeeper was actually moved after hearing this.
Tears welled up in his eyes and he said angrily: "Drive that bitch away." But Ma Shao said: "No, just keep him here."
Ma Shao really comes at the right time in the spring breeze. A senior official of the Qing court inspected Guanzhong and mingled among the citizens in plain clothes. He walked in the streets and alleys to observe the people's sentiments. When he saw this small restaurant full of customers, he walked in and ordered something.
I ordered four dishes and ordered a pot of wine. As I was eating, I couldn't help but exclaimed: "The best spoon in the world." Then he called the restaurant manager to get pen and ink, and wrote the exclamation "The best spoon in the world" on the paper.
Some of the diners knelt down when they saw the title at the bottom of the inscription and called out to you sir. When all the diners heard this person's name, they all knelt down and the gentleman walked out with a smile. The shopkeeper was surprised when he held the inscription.
I was so happy that I spent a lot of money to build a plaque and hung a gold-lettered signboard on the lintel of the door with the words "The Best Scoop in the World". The business was booming.
The Deer Horse Spoon became famous in the ancient city. Whenever dignitaries, wealthy businessmen, or tycoons met with weddings, birthdays, or full-moon banquets for children, it was an honor to invite them to the "No. 1 Spoon in the World." The government Yamen and the Qing Bingbiao Camp held major celebrations as a reward.
For dinner, Lu Ma Shao must be invited to cook. Shao Wazi not only received a heavy red envelope as a reward, but also had personal relationships with the upper class figures in the ancient city. "Master Lu will speak up whenever he needs something."
"The rich and powerful, including the deadbeat street kid, all promised this... Shaowa finally had a chance to vent her anger and take revenge.