Chapter 928： Men are big trotter

Mr. Wen had a faint expression on his face slowly.

He re-buttoned the cuffs that had been freed by the fierce movement, smoothed out every fold on the white shirt, and slightly closed the slightly messy hair.

This is demeanor, and the more qualified people are at this time, the more unusual demeanor will be manifested.

Of course, we usually have to deliberately or unintentionally omit the lengthy process in the early and middle stages, and express the time when the unity and harmony is reached, that is, afterwards.

Afterwards, Zhao Er's face looked a bit tragic.

But he didn't care, the whole person was laughing crazy,

"Hahaha, what's the matter with Wen? Isn't it gentle like jade? Isn't it the gentleman's style? Has it broken?"

Wen Zhongjiu walked away calmly without intending to take care of the goods.

Lin Chou came out carrying the dishes of the two people, and turned a blind eye to Zhao Er, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face.

This guy can put his old face on Yanhuishan and scold the street at the gate of the committee, and it is most normal to get beaten up or something.

The snowman behind him made Zhao Er shiver.

"I knocked... how did ta ran out..."

Snow dumplings yingyingying said,

"Why can't I come out? I have made new friends!"

Of course, Snowman's new friend is Su Yourong.

In just that moment, the two suddenly had a common language, or discovered common hobbies, and wanted to communicate with each other, observe and learn from each other's collections.

Uhhhhhh, to quote the original words of the big snow dumplings, to get the same result by different routes, it should be called "the art of freezing time."

Lin Chou was stunned.

The art of freezing time?

——Just those pan molds with Huang Dashan's face printed on them? !

Zhao Er grabbed the wine jar from Lin Chou and slapped it open.

"Tons, tons, tons~"

While drinking, I didn't forget to pick a large pig's hoof, and hold it in my hand with its teeth and claws.

"This is good, this is good, this thief is drinking."

"I have eaten in many places, but the woods and your pig's feet are the best to my heart. The skin is connected to the muscles and the bones. It is tight and delicious. It is chewy and bites. The more you chew, the more delicious~"

"Other places are either so soft and crumbly that it smells full of spices, or they can't even taste the saltiness at all."

Lin Chou's crystal meat (big pig's hoof) mainly uses white brine and cold soaking, which is more suitable for cold food.

Whether it is the tendon or the skin, there is a sense of "strength". It is absolutely impossible to tear off a piece of meat without tearing the whole big pig's hoof teeth. The sound of every fiber breaking in every tendon is absolutely impossible. Can't wait for people to hear clearly.

Lin Chou's most respected thing is also the whole nibbles, especially in his small shop with wild and rugged painting style and utterly nagging, if you have to cut the bones into thin slices, the beauty is beautiful or beautiful, and I always feel that there is less boldness. It's hypocritical.

Zhao Er tore off a complete tendon with his teeth, chewing squeaky, his face full of contentment.

The meat quality of Q bombs is icy cold, and the more mellow taste is revealed in the skin and tendons. The more you chew, the more aromatic it is.

The original color of the pig's trotters seemed a bit monotonous, so Lin Chou specially paired two small plates of balsamic vinaigrette. The balsamic vinaigrette contains a puree of whole devil peppers and coriander root that have been soaked in soy sauce for four hours.

Dip a little bit, the fragrance of vinegar is lingering, and the devil peppers that are "pushed" by the soy sauce are less sharp and more "curved" spicy. The spiciness, coriander, and vinegar are like forming a joint in the mouth. A small maze loops back and forth, until the moment when the biggest protagonist-Yarou appears on the scene.

Zhao Er said "um",

"The dipping sauce in this small dish tastes very novel, I have never seen it like this~"

The taste of Wenzhong wine is more than that of his gentleness, and one mouthful of wine and one chopsticks and dishes are methodical.

The long hair is a little messy when blown by the wind, but it looks very personable and unrestrained.

Wen Zhongjiu said,

"It's no wonder that Leng Han has mentioned several times that the meat of the meal really has a bit of meaning."

"It looks plain and clean without a trace of firework. It is inevitable that people will worry that it is too dull and tasteless. The entrance is the beginning of its beauty and the time to really come alive."

"Understood, Lin Chou's many dishes here are like this. I want to express the mood of'the hidden taste is always more than the guests can see'? Lin Xiaozi's cooking skills may be the opposite of Bafanglou. Well, the Xue family is biased towards perception, form and meaning, and is willing to spend energy on decorating the plate. As for Lin Chou..."

Wen Zhongjiu glanced at the five large trotters lying side by side on the plate, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Lin Chou's first reaction: This sounds familiar...

Then I was at a loss, I knocked, did I really think about it when I was cooking?

No matter which nerve or circuit, Boss Lin doesn't seem to be able to match the in-depth vocabulary like Yijing...

Others don’t care about so many,

"Master Wen is right~"

"Yes, yes~"

"That's really good, especially right~"

Mr. Wen's comment sounds very high...

Sure enough, every other line is like a mountain!

Let's just call 666~

Not only women, men also like handsome guys sometimes.

Besides, don’t you still understand the nature of human beings?

——Of course it is a repeater.

Zhao Er touched his head unconsciously.

"It's amazing to have long hair up to the waist, it's not a serious person at first sight!"

Huang Dashan’s friendly reminder: “Mr. Second Master, hair doesn’t matter, what matters is that you have that face.”

If it weren't for the predecessor's superior demeanor, Zhao Er would definitely choose to let the Huang Dashan dog take it on the spot to sacrifice to heaven.

Zhao Er's eyes swept back and forth on Huang Dashan with malicious intent, and said in his heart:

(Sure enough, it's a bit weird to hurry up, my Zhao Er would actually have a feeling of fear for such aunt's crushing?)

(It’s weird, I heard that the red-eyed man looks particularly powerful, but even if he can’t beat it, he won’t be afraid...)

(I, Zhao Er, would I be afraid of this stuff? Huh, it's a horrible thing in the world~)

(Eh, right, right, mental illness, mental illness before the cataclysm is not illegal, it must be because of this, this is a historical problem, the mistake is that this world is not me, Zhao Er.)

(Speaking of mental illness is terrible, you can jump up one level by changing your personality? I want this personality too!)

Huang Dashan saw this look a lot, and there was no pressure.

If every look in his eyes could kill him once to sacrifice to the sky, then this world would not need a creature like a program ape at all.

Huang Dashan said,

"No, I'm so greedy to watch, I just took a few mouthfuls of food, I didn't have enough."

He has a slight resentment towards the snow dumplings,

"This is the first time I eat cows and rejoice..."

Mingguang is definitely one of the best in this kind of scars, forgetting the pain, as if the person who was super embarrassed before was not him.

Zhao Er said,

"Niu Huanxi? Wonderful!"

"What kind of stir-fry, don't tell me to use salted sauerkraut... I am anxious to you... Stir-fried beef with sauerkraut mustard is the same as stir-fried chicken with sauerkraut. This is the rule!

Zhao Erdu mumbled,

"You don't even know the sweet party and the salty party, but this is a real matter of principle! The way is not the kind of inconsistent!"

Huang Dashan looked at the green crown on the snowman’s hand,

"Then you and Lin Chou may really have a common language."

Zhao Erle is happy,

"Sure enough, let's say that Lin Chou is a professional thief, and I, Zhao Er, didn't misunderstand you!"

The tone of his speech was like when Lin Chou fry Niu with salted sauerkraut, he would immediately turn his face and refuse to recognize him.

Zhao Er's pig's hoofs are getting sweeter and sweeter, and some people who listen to the chirps are greedy.

"Boss, twenty big trotters, I'm serious."

"Same big trotters set meal, served with wide rice."

"I seem to have just put down my job..."

Of course there are also ironclad ones:

"Mmp, can't stand it anymore, go out on a mission."

"+1."

"Farewell!"

The three teams of people hit it off and turned their heads and left, resolutely drifting away, dropping a few dialogues intermittently.

"Mmp, sooner or later, I'm going to die in this horrible place. If you have a task, you will [really *have no money to eat] if you don't have another task."

"Let's come to a big one, our team hasn't seen a decent beast for half a month. I can cry when I think about it."

"Hey, how big a single is a big one?"

"At least enough for our team's adc to make up a Tomahawk steak~"

"That's really big enough."

"..."

It is normal for evolutionaries to earn rations. At this time, most of the teams appearing here are the teams that have already paid their head taxes. They have empty wallets but no debts. They can be smart for a full year.

Around the topic Zhao Er brought, these guys were very interested in talking about "the guy from the dark sea", "shame", "high-pitched", "tail-clip" and so on. Combining organically, the chat is very enjoyable.

The muzzle is unanimously facing the "outside", and the atmosphere is harmonious and harmonious.

Suddenly the intercom in the Huangdashan car clamored for "Zizi"-this guy directly connected the intercom to the external speaker for convenience.

Huang Dashan talked about sexual prosperity, reluctantly went over and took the intercom.

"Crimson? Who the hell, hurry up and talk business, you Shan Ye, I'm busy!"

Hearing this, Lin Chou covered his face directly.

With Prince Huang's perseverance as a death attribute, this kind of language logic equivalent to Flag will inevitably ensure that he encounters stubbornness and can't afford to cause stubbornness.

Sure enough, a cold voice suddenly came from the intercom.

"Oh? What are you doing, Lord Shan?"

Huang Dashan’s intercom almost threw it out, and he nodded and bowed his head in a rush.

"Hey, Lord Tianxing... Why do I think of calling Xiao Huang on the radio today..."

Wei Tianxing doesn't kill him at all,

"Where is the wine? Is that **** in Yanhuishan, let him pick it up!!"

Huang Dashan looked back...

Since it is an external speaker, Wen Zhongjiu certainly heard it clearly.

Master Wen squeezed his eyebrows and waved his hand gracefully.

"Ah...said I'm not here!"

Huang Dashan gave Wen Zhongjiu a thumbs-up gesture and signaled to receive it.

However, before he could hold back something like "Wen Zhongjiu said he was not here", Wei Tianxing suddenly laughed.

"My surname is Wen, old man, let me know. You are drinking now, holding a wine glass in your right hand, maybe you are waving your hand."

Huang Dashan: "..."

Wen Zhongjiu: "..."

The voice of Wei Tianxing grinding his teeth came from the speaker.

"Tell the surname Wen, Mingguang has me, he has him, and I don't have me. Today next year will be the anniversary of the death of one of me and him. Tell him that he is hopeless and wait to die!"

"By the way, it's the same sentence. If you die to death and warm wine, I will divide his property into half!"

Huang Dashan rubbed his aching ears and lip-shaped it.

"My goodness, why have you provoke this gangster again recently..."

Huh, the warm wine man came to Huang Dashan and took the microphone.

"Fatty, don't you make sense?"

Wei Tianxing: "The reason? You fat man, I can only talk to you about physics!"

Wen Zhongjiu took two breaths, so he didn't lose his state twice.

"Yes, I'm unlucky. Other people's hairs are childhood sweethearts. I don’t know what a crime I have done with wine... You dare to slander my reputation, believe it or not, I’m really turning your face with you. ??"

"You? Qingyu? I pooh!" Wei Tianxing's voice suddenly rose by two octaves. "You have a big beard, can you be the drugstore Bilian, huh? Even your brother's daughter is thinking about you or Are you? I told you that the surname is Wen—"

A heavy aura suddenly forced out around Wen Zhongjiu, directly pressing the ground down.

"Wei Tianxing! You never end! How many times have I told you I haven't—"

Was also interrupted,

"Fart! Say your uncle, the watermelon-skinned Qingyu mom, the person on the side just got off the boat and the Yan family was beaten before they even entered the city. Yan Ning has few bones left intact, isn't it you? Is it you! Do you dare to say that you didn't do it?"

When Wen Zhongjiu heard this surname, he shook his heart, which was very bad.

(pill...)

"It's alright now, Quan Mingguang and Hei Shenhai both know that you are **** the idea of ​​beating my girl, have you heard of mmp, mmp, mmp!!"

"Big trotter, there is nothing good, men are all trotter!"

"You are smart, and you still know that you are pulling Zhao Er as a backstop..."

"Crack!"

Hung up over there.

Wen Zhongjiu stiffened all over, turning his head dizzy.

"Zhao Er, your uncle, you **** me."

Zhao Ermeng blinked his eyes, especially innocent.

"Huh, what did you say? What do you mean by that?"

Wen Zhongjiu's throat came out with a "hoho" sound, and his face was flushed.

"As Mr. Zhao, don't you know that Hei Shenhai's surname is Yan?"

Zhao Erye Erlang's legs curled up, shaking flexibly,

"Ah... the last name is Yan... I forgot... who would pay attention to that..."

Wen Zhongjiu gritted his teeth and flicked his sleeves and rose into the sky.

He actually left.

Lin Chou thought about it a little bit.

"Er Zhao, that surnamed Yan, shouldn't it be Qing Yu's..."

Zhao Er's ruffian shrugged his shoulders.

"Yes, it's the Yan family who came to propose marriage to Wei Qingyu."

Everyone looked dumbfounded, what did this mean?

Zhao Er patted his **** to stand up,

"If you don't teach them a lesson, do you really think our Zhao family are all good-tempered?"

Zhao Er turned his back to the crowd, and a deep chill was brewing in his eyes.

"They are not trying to move the Wei family, they are digging the roots of the Zhao family."

Lin Chou: "?"