Stephen Zhou, who was severely beaten, climbed out of the Eighteen Bronze Man with difficulty, hugged Wang Xu's legs and stopped.
Wang Xu threw away the cigarette, helped Stephen Zhou up again, and said, "I'm already covering you, if you don't stop me and say don't hit your face, how can you be as handsome as you are now, with your hair not messed up?"
"Boss, I don't rely on my face to make a living!" Stephen Zhou held his stomach, pain mixed with helplessness.
After finishing the beating, the Eighteen Bronze Man felt refreshed, sat back on the chair, and shouted: "Come on, let's continue, no one dares to spoil the fun this time!"
The eight people returned to the table, the Pai Gow push was clattering, and the Bronze Man Hall was filled with smoke, as if they had arrived in a fairyland on earth.
Playing from morning to afternoon, Stephen Zhou lost more than he won. When the sun went down, he calculated that he had lost a total of 5,000 yuan.
Now in 2000, salary earners only earned five to six hundred yuan a month, and five thousand yuan was almost a year's salary.
However, losing more is not without its benefits. At least the 18th Bronze Player became much kinder to Stephen Zhou and would not leave him behind when he was smoking.
"Boss, I've been a fat sheep all day, is it time to mention my business?" Looking at the sun that was about to set outside the window, Stephen Zhou pushed Wang Xu.
Wang Xu held Pai Gow in his hand. When he looked down, he didn't even have a pair. How could he play?
Throwing the cards on the table, Wang Xu took a sip of tea, signaled Stephen Zhou to calm down, and said: "This little brother next to me wants to learn how to cook in the kitchen of Shaolin Temple. See if you can
Invite the kitchen manager out, get everyone together, and stuff Stephen Zhou in."
"Learn to cook?"
Bronze Man No. 1's cards were not good either. After a quick glance, he threw away his Pai Gow and replied: "I'm very familiar with the lawyer brother in the kitchen. He's the director of the kitchen. It's too easy to squeeze people in. I'll help him in the evening."
If you ask him out, whether he can succeed or not depends on your performance."
"No problem, no problem!" Stephen Zhou nodded repeatedly and winked at Wang Xu.
night
According to the Eighteen Bronzemen, it is best to have an appointment outside. For example, a dog meat restaurant is very good.
In the hot summer, with a glass of white wine and a bowl of dog meat hot pot, there is nothing that cannot be discussed.
However, this proposal was rejected by Wang Xu. Master Mengwei told him that Stephen Zhou must not be allowed to leave Shaolin. He must stay in the Shaolin Temple for thirty days.
Although Wang Xu didn't know what the inside story was, he knew that Master Mengwei specifically warned that there was probably a reason for this.
It's not allowed to eat dog meat hot pot outside, but it's still okay to eat it inside the temple.
The 18th Bronze Man drinks and eats meat. If he is caught, he will change his behavior. If he changes his behavior and commits the crime again, all the rules and regulations will be in vain.
In the words of Bronze Man No. 1, life is precious, wine and meat are more expensive, so what else can you do if you have wine and meat?
Count out 1,000 yuan and give it to Bronze Man No. 18. Bronze Man No. 3 will go down the mountain to buy wine, Bronze Man No. 5 will go down the mountain to buy dog meat, and Bronze Man No. 1 will go down to the mountain to buy dog meat. Bronze Man No. 1 will invite the law monk to come over.
I was busy until about eight o'clock in the evening, it was getting dark, the hot pot was ready, and the people buying wine and meat were back. Everything was ready and all I needed was the east wind.
"There are certain things to pay attention to when eating dog meat. One is black, two is yellow, three is flowery and four is white. Black dog is the best of the best. The dog meat should not be cut into too big pieces, otherwise the flavor will not be able to penetrate, and more chili peppers should be added. If there is no chili pepper, it will not taste good. Finally, only
It’s about the heat, you have to simmer it over low heat to make it delicious, and it needs to be simmered for at least two hours at a time.”
In the Bronze Man Hall, the door has been locked. Wang Xu and a group of people gathered around the table, looking at the large pot that was more than one meter long.
The inside of the hot pot is bubbling, and the thick soup and chili are pouring up. The smell of it will whet your appetite.
On both sides of the table, there are two half-meter-high jars of fifty kilograms of old soju.
As soon as the mud seal of the wine jar is opened, the aroma of wine immediately overflows, and you feel like you are getting drunk when you smell it.
Bronze Man No. 2 stood beside the hot pot, pouring wolfberry, old wild ginseng, chopped Ganoderma lucidum, and chopped yam into it.
Stephen Zhou smelled the fragrance, wiped his saliva, and thought maliciously, "After eating so much at night, how can these bald donkeys work so hard? Can their bodies bear it?"
"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Stephen Zhou in a daze, Wang Xu asked.
When Stephen Zhou came back to his senses, of course it was impossible to tell the truth, and he said, "I was wondering if this is the Shaolin Temple. If we drink and eat meat here, would the Buddha or other people blame us!"
Hearing this, the eighteen bronze men looked at each other, clasped their hands together, and whispered: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Unless hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha. This is the great wish of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
For a moment, the eighteen bronze men looked miserable, as if they were not eating meat, but ferrying the dog to the Holy Land of Paradise.
Stephen Zhou was also frightened and stood motionless.
After a while, Bronze Man No. 18's expression changed slightly and he whispered: "Are you okay? I can't pretend anymore!"
"That's almost enough, the dog meat has been stirred into soup!" Bronze Man No. 17 also said.
Wow!!!
In an instant, the eighteen bronze men dispersed in a hurry. Some people added firewood to the hot pot, and some took spoons to taste the soup. There was no sign of the seriousness from before.
"Holy shit!"
Stephen Zhou shrank back, looked at Wang Xu who was eating old wild ginseng as a carrot, and asked feebly: "Are they so unreliable?"
Wang Xu squatted in front of the DVD player, flipping through the DVD disc, and said without raising his head: "I stew dog meat with ginseng every day, I'm so tired!"
Having said this, Wang Xu's eyes narrowed and he found something was wrong with the CD in his hand.
The cover of the CD was the American film "Forrest Gump". When I opened the cover and looked inside, there were two bunny girls wearing bunny ears and black stockings on the CD.
Bronze Man No. 8 came up and noticed that Wang Xu had taken out this CD, and quickly grabbed it and put it away.
Wang Xu shook his head slightly, changed a comedy movie and put it in the DVD player, and asked without raising his head: "Uncle Master, aren't you guys observing the rebooting rules?"
"Sure, but no one stipulates that you can't watch pornographic CDs if you follow the lust and caution, right?" Bronze Man No. 8 hid the CD again and answered matter-of-factly.
Stephen Zhou shrugged his shoulders. He said, "Sex, sex, sex, sex, but not sex. This group of great monks who drink alcohol and eat meat once again refreshed his understanding of the word shameless."
Compared with Stephen Zhou's fuss, Wang Xu didn't have much idea.
After all, monks are not eunuchs, and some fantasies are normal.
A true eminent monk can ignore such distracting thoughts and achieve an ethereal state of mind.
The 18th Bronze Man, a half-hearted parallel importer, is not much better than a normal person, and they break few rules and regulations.
"Dong dong dong"
The dog meat was being stewed here and there was a knock on the door outside.
Bronze Man No. 2 moved like a rabbit, sticking to the door of the palace and asking: "Who?"
"I, open the door quickly, the lawyer is here!" The voice of the bronze man No. 1 sounded outside the door. The lawyer in charge of the kitchen has been invited over.
Hearing the voice of Bronze Man No. 1, Bronze Man No. 2 quickly opened the door of the temple. Everyone looked up and saw a fat monk with a wide body and fat body.
"Ami"
The fat monk clasped his hands together and sniffed his nose as soon as he said two words. He couldn't say anything else and asked: "Is there black dog meat in the pot?"
"Stop talking nonsense and come in quickly."
Bronze Man No. 2 waved to the Master of Laws like a thief. After the two came in, he closed the door anxiously.
As soon as Bronze Man No. 1 and the Master of Laws arrived, everyone was already here, but the dog meat hot pot had only been simmering for an hour and a half, and the fire was still not lit.
Picking up a piece of dog meat and tasting it, the master of law frowned slightly and whispered: "The meat is not yet tasty!"
"What should I do? Are you waiting?" Bronze Man No. 1 asked reluctantly, smelling the fragrance.
The legal master shook his head slightly, ate a few bites of the dog meat, patted his big belly, and said with a smile: "Look at me!"
"Shaoyang Magic!" The legal master took a deep breath and pointed his hands at the hot pot.
In an instant, the flames at the bottom of the furnace shot up to a height of half a meter, and the heat wave sprayed into the face, forcing the person to step back.
As soon as you can see it with the naked eye, the dog meat in the pot begins to stir, and waves of strong aroma hit your face.
"What kind of martial arts is this?"
Stephen Zhou covered his face with his hands and looked at the flames burning in front of his eyes, his eyes full of surprise.
The legal master laughed heartily, and the fat on his smiling face trembled, and he said cheerfully: "If you want to cook delicious food, you have to count on Shaoyang, Shaolin Temple's kitchen stove magic skill, Shaolin Shaoyang Kung Fu!"