Chapter 163 Resist the tyranny and tyranny of Mr. Wang
Life has returned to its original trajectory, the characters have returned to their respective places, the dead have passed away, and the living continue.
What I want to focus on now: revenge for Brother Gui and dominance over Najintang. Although these two goals are opposed to each other, I can always find a way to achieve both. These two things require all my time.
Thinking. I have made up my mind. I must do everything possible to defeat Mr. Wang. But I will never be as afraid of this old tyrant as his men in this life. During this time, I have had enough of being trembling and groveling. You are about to arrive.
On the verge of explosion, I reminded myself, be sure to stay calm, even if Mr. Wang, what do you think of me? So what? He is not that bad, what can an old man do?
So I continued to stay in the villa. I had a guest room by myself. Bai Wei had returned to her home.
That Jintang asked the servant Wu Ma to let me come down to eat. I looked up at Mr. Wang with carefully concealed curiosity, "Lao Zonggua." As soon as I thought of this word, I chuckled in my heart. This is me
With extra courage, before eating, I walked up to the table and said hello to him: "Hello, Mr. Wang." I said with a bright smile.
Of course, I didn't receive any money when I greeted him. It seemed that he didn't say anything at all. My greeting only received an indifferent nod and no reply. Then he sat down on the big throne-like chair at the head of the dining table.
Mr. Wang is no longer a frail old man in pajamas. She is wearing a finely tailored dress coat and a beautiful shirt. Her skinny body looks taller. Even when he is sitting, his upright boss demeanor is still there.
It's awe-inspiring. His white hair looks like the mane of an old lion to me. Under the thick white eyebrows, his wide-open face and protruding big nose look more like a ferocious tiger.
Na Jintang was surprised that I was so happy, but his eyebrows quickly dispersed, and I chuckled inwardly, "Old Zombie."
"What is so funny? Mao Jiujiu." Mr. Wang asked coldly.
"Nothing, Mr. Wang." When the servant respectfully brought a sumptuous dinner, I looked down at the mountains of food exposed, and I couldn't help laughing loudly. For the first time in my life, I didn't feel hungry because today
The evening was so rich. The rice in front of me was enough to feed five people. I must have been frightened by the chef at Jintang, because I have always had a good taste.
Na Jintang lowered his head in confusion and just ate his own food. When the old man and Na Jintang were talking about their own business affairs on the table, I couldn't understand them anyway. They just regarded me as nothing, and I didn't bother.
Ignore them and mindlessly eat what is in front of them.
But I found that Mr. Wang rarely moved his chopsticks, and basically just drank a little water. I was surprised to find that the dinner plate on the table was terrible. I called the servant: "What Mr. Wang said is really bad."
It’s terrible, add some big chunks of beef, sweet and sour pork ribs, soy-flavored fish, plus some delicious side dishes, candies, snacks, milk and cheese, and a bowl of Sichuan spicy noodles.”
Mr. Wang and Na Jintang both looked up at me, with puzzled expressions on their faces.
The servant Wu Ma said to me tremblingly, "Mr. Wang can't bite the beef. Doctor John said she can't eat sweets, eat too much spicy food, and can't add too much oil."
"Doctor John didn't want him to starve to death! Do as I say immediately."
I glared at the servant who stood upright and turned around until she walked out of the room. I looked at the two surprised faces: "No one should go hungry, absolutely not." My mood suddenly changed, and I giggled again.
When I laughed, I thought to myself: Even the old zombie shouldn't do it.
But neither Mr. Wang nor Na Jintang said anything. After eating, I said goodbye to them and went upstairs. They continued to discuss their business downstairs.
Before our morning, Mr. Wang gave instructions: "Chairman Mao, since you love pepper so much, you will learn to be a cook and cook it together tonight. Let me see what are your three obediences and four virtues?"
I turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, old man. As long as you arrange everyone in the kitchen for me, they will naturally prepare delicious food and bring it over. Just wait and enjoy it in the evening."
Na Jintang also smiled: "I'm also looking forward to your dinner."
Na Jintang came to my room at noon, and he leaned lazily on the corner of the door: "As far as I know you, you don't seem to know how to cook, right? I had the misfortune to eat the delicious food you made yesterday, and I really couldn't get enough of it.
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"Then do you want to eat Kundu again? I will continue to pack it for you." I threatened in a strange way.
"My lord, Madam, it's more important to save your life for your husband. Do you want me to have a taste of your 'Eighteen Jiangnan Weirds'?"
I laughed and punched him a few times.
"Your masters in the kitchen, I'm the best at this. This is very simple. You just need to give me a recipe, and I will naturally let them cook it according to the recipe. It's not that they can't make it, it's your old man who eats it.
Taizhen is so cunning, you are simply abusing his appetite."
"Mao Jiujiu, your idea is very interesting. You know that the old man once studied abroad. Maybe Western food is more beneficial to them. I have opened a menu of Western food that he likes to eat. If you want to go out, just follow this and cook it.
." Na Jintang smiled dotingly, "If things go well, you might have the opportunity to go for a walk outside with me?"
I heard what he meant and quickly asked: "Where are you going?"
"Niutoushan..." He paused deliberately, as if he had a toothache.
When I heard that, I immediately jumped on him and kissed his face: "I must go, I must go!"
"Okay, I agree, but there is a condition. Tonight's dinner must please the old man. This is your pass."
"Don't worry, I will make sure he eats and drinks well. Didn't you notice? Just now I asked the cook to re-make the dishes, and the old man licked his plate as clean as a dog? It means that he is also a complete cook.
I’m a foodie, I just didn’t put down my posture to order.” I hugged him and said confidently.
Na Jinchang smiled bitterly.
For a whole afternoon, after I gave the menu to the chefs in the kitchen, I carefully supervised every step of their process, as if I had made it myself. I was very tired, and finally paired it with their professional Western dishes.
, it’s simply perfect. Then Jintang, just wait and take me to Niutoushan.
My high mood made me devote myself wholeheartedly to the final work of dinner. I felt so happy! Even the chef looked at me with a smile on his face and his eyes were watering, and he was so drunk that he almost forgot to add salt.
It's dinner time.
I reminded myself that I must control my temper. This was just a dinner with an ordinary old man.
I thought today was a very happy day, but I still saw Mr. Wang's cold attitude, and my happy belief left me little by little, like cold water flowing through my feet. I sat upright,
Na Jinchang was sitting next to me, under the table. He shook my hand encouragingly and gave me an encouraging smile.
Seeing that they were all done, I shook the bell to indicate that the food was ready to be served.
The housekeeper Wu Ma came in with a big silver plate, and there were three big silver bowls of soup on the silver plate. I couldn't help but widen my eyes, my dear, how much does this old man cost? I have never seen such bowls before.
The silver bowl is inlaid with various ornaments. The bottom of the bowl is a circle of dense woods, with green branches and leaves reaching up around the edge of the bowl. There are birds and animals around the bowl, with various colorful movements, such as dragons, tigers, cattle and sheep, and more.
To exaggerate, there are also owls and seven-spotted ladybugs on the large leaves. The lid of the silver bowl is like a tree stump, covered with lush grape trellises, with bunches of beautiful purple grapes on each head.
Why didn't I find it in the kitchen? This is simply a legendary royal item. There is something else in this owner's family that I don't know about.
Wu Ma placed the soup bowl in front of Mr. Wang, opened the lid of the bowl with her hands, and the hot steam came out, and the aroma of turtle soup spread throughout the restaurant.
I leaned forward and showed a longing smile to this old man. Western food is about one meal per person. The same etiquette was performed twice, and the same soup was served to me and Na Jintang.
I wanted to pick up the bowl and drink it immediately. However, I was patient and put my hands on my knees. Mr. Wang served himself the soup and took a sip, then shrugged, expressing his extreme dissatisfaction, and threw the spoon into the basin.
The servant let out a low groan and turned very pale. This was the dish they had cooked with passion all afternoon.
You old monster, I am a domineering person. I started to drink the soup and thought it tasted very delicious. I tried to catch the servant's eyes so that the servant knew that I liked the soup, but I couldn't keep my head down all the time. I turned my head and looked at the soup again.
Jintang, Jinchang put the glutinous rice balls on the plate dutifully at this time, just like the old man did! The two of them are currently on a united front.
All my good mood suddenly disappeared. If Na Jintang is so easily frightened, then he deserves to starve! I will not let this old man whet my appetite!
It seemed that the old man had no good intentions towards Na Jinchang, but Na Jintang didn't take it personally and still talked and laughed with the old man diligently. The old man's answers were very short. I started to feel angry, the old man wanted to destroy everything, and
It was intentional, I really didn't want to see him lose his temper.
I watched quietly as the servants served one dish after another, setting out the dishes and the knives and forks for eating fish at the same time. The procedures seemed endless, and I almost fainted from hunger.
This time, steamed seafood was brought to the table again. This dish was worth waiting for. It is said that this dish is the chef's specialty. It is oily but not greasy and melts in your mouth. This dish once made a sensation. I watched
Mr. Wang, this will stop him from pretending that he doesn't like it, right?
But he only took two bites, and then he dropped the knife and fork on the plate. Jintang just followed up and took two bites without putting down the knife and fork, leaving most of the delicious Wuchang fish on the plate.
I didn't care. Every time I forked a piece of fish and put it in my mouth, I glanced at Mr. Wang provocatively. But even so, I began to lose my appetite, and the old man's unhappiness became more and more obvious.
The next dish is stewed suckling pig. The suckling pig looks tender and delicious. The brown stew is poured on the meat slices. The side dishes next to it are even more meticulously made. A carrot is carved into a phoenix about to fly. However, the old man
He touched the meat with his fork, licked it with his tongue, and then put the fork on the table.
Next came a ham studded with cloves and a plump turkey, etc. The serving team came in again and again until the rectangular table was filled, and the richness was jaw-dropping.
Na Jintang was doing the same thing. I stepped hard on the painful foot and crushed it with gritted teeth. He didn't seem to feel any pain, and still talked to the old man calmly, as if I
The thing doesn't exist at all. I want to kill him with my eyes.
I felt that I was about to have an attack. The servant's pleading eyes made me silent. How could a person be as hateful as the old man? There is no way she wouldn't like these dishes. I have tasted them myself every time.
Every dish is exquisite and delicious.
Even if the old man has a mouth full of cavities and no teeth at all, it is impossible for him not to be able to bite. I know that Mr. Wang is also a complete foodie, so now there is only one reason. There must be another reason why he doesn't eat. I know this
You can tell by the look in his eyes that he would rather give up the enjoyment of eating than make me suffer. The damn Na Jintang is also following in his footsteps. He is simply a follower. I am thinking to myself: Today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you
Don’t even think about kissing me again!
I despise those performers who, well, swallow their anger.
I tried my best to focus on this sumptuous meal. This tender suckling pig was stewed for a long time. But I was so angry that I couldn't concentrate on my thoughts. I looked at Mr. Wang, who was so skinny and straight.
With his stooped body and his cold and complacent face, I despise him for being like this.
My heart was agitated, and an evil thought arose in my heart. I even began to despise myself. Why couldn't I boldly tell him how abominable his behavior was. What the hell happened to me? I'm so stupid. This is not
I.
However, I have been sitting there quietly, my back never touching the back of the chair, and my hands have been carving on the paint, as if I was a very obedient child, behaved in front of the guests. What's more, because of that Jin Chang
I must endure the promise that I can go to Niutoushan. I cannot openly resist Mr. Wang's tyranny.
Tonight seemed to be a very long time. I sat there and watched the servants bring dishes one after another. I couldn’t bring out every dish in front of me. They were all carefully selected and carefully cooked dishes. Then the old man responded to each dish.
I only tasted the dishes briefly.
The dining table was unusually dull, and the nervous and painful expressions of the servants were obvious. And I could hardly sit still, and I eagerly wanted to escape. The pillow turned its head towards me inexplicably, and I felt deeply.