Early February 4th

Ding Xianglou

Time (decora in the morning)

Kim Baogang sent away two dining guests, and before returning, he walked into three people outside the gate.

The head of the head is not high, the body is as skinny as bone, dressed in black and silk, oily hair is staggered with a bun.

The slanted eyes, the face was full of folds, two pinch of dog oil beards on the lips, convex mouth, the big winter, but in the hand with the folding fan, with two hands, shaking the head and walking in.

If the appearance of the white face can be described by the ghost axe work, then the face of this person is absolutely called an unprecedented sentence, and it is terrible.

And bring your own miserable halo, go out to eat without makeup...

As soon as the three men entered the gate, the leading piece of the skin cried out and shouted, “Man, where are they all dying?”

Oh, how did this guy come again, and when Kim Bao looked at the three of them, he secretly cried bitterly.

The skinny bone is called Jia Gui, is a famous scoundrel in the north city, originally this is a low-level little bastard, all day long, the mix of petty theft to eat and drink, chat to live.

Who expected that one day, his sister was seen by the northern city of the city to patrol the city of Shi Hato (with this surname), as a concubine, this boy climbed the black vine to hold the thighs.

Since this battle, with the black vine behind it, it is a history of the northern city, and the dog fights against the people and deceives the good and the fear of evil all day long.

A few days ago, Jia Gui saw the prosperity of the business of Ding Xianglou, and came to trouble every day, trying to make a mess with it, but this man was jealous of Ma Jin's reputation, and there was no too much trouble.

But every time I played the name of eating, I picked the stubble, I couldn't pay the bill, and the whole Ding Xiang Building was annoyed with him from top to bottom.

Later, Ma Jin was spread by the news of the Eighth Prince, this man was scared and bold, and he never dared to come over to trouble again, and Jinbao had not seen him for many days, but I did not know why he came again today.

I thought to myself that Jinbao's hand was not idle, and the towel was shoulder-to-shoulder, busy tore out of the smile, and quickly greeted it.

"Well, isn't that Mr. Jia, what the wind has brought you here."

"What wind, demonic wind."

Jia Gui slanted his eyes, coldly snorted, and took two of his men to find the table and sat down, watching Jinbao still follow behind, no good airway.

"What are you still standing, cooking, what donkey plows, donkeys three pieces, donkey soup is hard for my master to bring up, and then another person will come to five sets of donkey meat to burn."

“Master Jia, you can eat so much for three people.”Kim was kind to remind.

“You fuck the old man after eating, let you go up to you.”

The old man's brothers are all big buckets, not to mention five fires, that is, ten, can also be packed and taken away."

Jia Gui patted the table, holding a dog's face, the air was unusually arrogant, and the two pinch of dog oil under the nose trembling.

“Come on, I’ll give you some food.”

Jin Bao kind reminder, but let Jia Gui train a meal, secretly flipped a white eye, the dog bit Lu Dongbin, do not know the good people.

“This is not over.”

Jia Guisong fell down and sat down, poked his nose, folded the fan, and wrote the word "Siebe" on the white fan, closed his eyes, and gently fanned the wind.

The two people who came with Jia Gui, there was a fat man, quickly followed Jinbao, grabbed him, and whispered.

"You let that Yang Baolu put less salt, and the fuck last time he almost didn't savack the old man."

“Oh, I know.”

...

Jinbao came to the back kitchen, and Lu Er, who was cutting vegetables at the door, said hello to Yang Baolu, who was cooking by the fire, and fried Yang Baolu, who was full of sweat.

"Master Yang, that Jiagui is coming, and he wants to eat the donkey meat dishes you make, you can find a few for you, and I will bring it up."

Yang Baolu heard the words of Jinbao, and the hand of the frying sauce stopped, and moved the iron pot to one side, wondering.

"Why is this guy here again, isn't he scared by our host?"

"Who knows, anyway, we are open to open the door to do business, he came to eat, we can't throw him out, Master Yang, you give him a mess to deal with a few dishes, deal with the past is over."

Our family is in the backyard, and we dare not let this man go to the dingy building."

“Well, I said it.”

Yang Baolu listened to the words of Jinbao, smiled, and nodded.

He moved the iron pot to the stove, just to fry, and then seemed to think of something, the corner of his mouth showed a hint of laughter, dug more than half a spoonful of salt in the side of the salt tank, all sprinkled in the pot, and poured half a large spoonful of vinegar into the pot, grabbed a lot of pepper, and together fryed frying, to the side of the plate.

"This plate was first given to Jia Gui's, and I'll do another one outside the Zhang staff."Yang Baolu blinked at Kim Bao.

“Oh.

Jin Bao nodded with a smile, took a tray, put the dish on it, picked up a few good donkey meat and burned it, and took it out.

...

Ding Xianglou Lobby

The fat man who had just pulled Jinbao, his face was a little afraid, and whispered to Jia Gui Dao.

"Master Jia, the owner of this Ding Xianglou, is the eighth prince's man, let's give him this trick, this is not a lantern to pick up dung - look for shit (dead)."

Bam

Jia Gui picked up the folding fan and knocked on the fat man's head, squinting his eyes cold and cold.

"Old nine, if you're fucked up, fuck off the old man, don't fucking put this to the old man."

Old Nine covered his head and wept and said, "Master Jia, why are you beating me, am I not thinking about you?"

Jia Gui's other hand, with a thin man with a plaster on his forehead, schadenfreude and looked at Lao Jiu, "What do you do with your boy, Jia Master let us do what we do."

Then he looked back at Jia Gui with a straight face and smiled at the dog's legs: "Yes, Master Jia."

Jia Gui nodded with satisfaction: "Or the old six things, old nine, you learn something."

Old nine looked at the proud smile of the old six, and hated and scolded in his heart.

Fucking shit, you know.

The mouth of the thief looked around and quietly waved, letting the old six old nine ears come over and whispering.

"Actually, I don't want to look for this Ding Xianglou thing, but this is something that my brother-in-law told me, and you said that Laozi would dare not listen."

“Uh-huh.”

Old six old nine Qiqi shook their heads, they can remember the scene of their own boss being slapping by the black rattan big ear scraper...

"Don't worry, my brother-in-law is carrying something, don't be afraid."Jia Gui cheered the two men, and then told the old nine.

"Old nine, a moment to come up the golden treasure dishes, you eat first, then pretend to be poisoned, and then to pretend to be like."

"Don't worry, sir, you can't get it wrong."

Old Nine's smiling bag, with the black vine bottom, the old nine's courage is also enough.

At this time, Jinbao also came over with the tray and placed Yang Baolu's food on the table.

"Three masters eat some pads first, and the other dishes will be available immediately."

Jia Gui waved his hand and let Jinbao leave, and then urged Lao Jiu: "Eat."

“Good.

The old nine took a slit of chopsticks and put them in his mouth, but immediately his face wrinkled into a clump and spit out the dish in his mouth.

"What's the matter."Jacque asked busy.

"Damn, this dish is too fucking salty."The old nine scolded.

"It's like, fuck it."No matter what else, Jia Gui just urged the old nine.

“Jian Chen...” The old man still wanted to struggle.

Jia Gui looked back at Lao Liu, the old six hearted nod, got up and hugged the old nine, Jia Gui picked up the plate, with chopsticks to put the dishes into the old nine mouth.

“Uh... well... well...”

Old Nine kept struggling, but was killed by Jia Gui and Lao Liu.