West Side

Five or six men gathered a young man into a restaurant, and the greeter of the restaurant saw the appearance of the leading young man, looked happy, and was busy saying hello.

“Master, you are coming.”

The young man, that is, Rosie, was dressed in scarlet, with his waist and belt, and his feet on the hard bottom leather boots, with a strong and well-rounded figure, and his spirit was very good.

He nodded slightly to the man who came to greet him, thought a sign, and then said: "Old place, six pounds of your signature stew, and then eight dishes and a soup, plus three altars of jade wine, more meat, the weight is enough."

"Come on, please."

The man responded cheerfully, leading Rosie and others to the side of the hall, where Rossi often went to the elegant room.

On the way, many diners recognized Rosie, the famous Beijing bow, came to know or nodded, and Rosie did not wait, and went back one by one.

After a while in the lobby, Rossi came to Yaya to sit.

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"He's a great man, he knows you wherever he goes."

A few people just sat down, and one of them was a dark-skinned, and he laughed and flattered Rosie.

Rosie smiled and waved his hand without speaking, but the others next to him would not let the dwarf man show his face alone in Rossi and follow her mouth.

"That is, who is our lord, the head of the dental club, the silver ball award awarded by the magazine, but if the Beijing city knows the bow, there is no one who does not know the name of Luo."

When I went to the Spring Flower Building, I heard the girl inside talking about Luo Master?”

A man with a round head got up and poured a cup of tea for Rosie, and said with an obsequious smile on his face.

"If you mention this place, can you compare Master Luo with the kiln?"

The gray-clad youth sitting on Rossi's right side scolded the round head, and then his face was full of pity.

"But you are not wrong, since the "magazine" held the Golden Globe Award, our reputation in Beijing is like the day, not worse than those big Confucian famous.

Unfortunately, in the end, Luo Master lost to Mei Dong with dozens of votes, and only got a second-seat silver ball, otherwise, the reputation was even higher than that.

"In fact, I want to say, that is, Luo's debut night, the reputation is worse than the name of Mei some, otherwise the first Golden Globe Awards should be Luo Master's."

But it's okay, the older Mei Dong gets, it's estimated that he can't kick a few years, and the next Beijing city should be Luo's world."

A thin man hoarded the fire in his box to Rossi, and then said his opinion, a few men in the room agreed.

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"Don't say, Brother Mei Dong is old and my predecessor, and you have to speak with honor, otherwise it will not be easy to send it."

Rosie waited for a few people to say a few words, and the typical attitude was not sincere.

Too lazy to pay attention to the few men who should nod their heads, Rossi turned his head to a young man with a silver-haired hoop and hairy on his left.

"Old Mo, this restaurant is good, the stew inside is a total, the big winter eats two pounds, the body of the heat, what cold is forced out, put on a single coat on the street are not afraid."

“Is it so evil?”

Moqi's face of unbelief, questioned: "Your boy is afraid not to save money, deliberately do not go to the dingxiang building, put me to this small restaurant."

"Am I that kind of person, forget it, I won't argue with you, and when you steve the meat come up, you will know if you eat it, if it doesn't taste good, I will ask you to go to the dingy-scented building."

Rosie seemed to be very confident about the stew of the two restaurants, and when he saw Mozi questioning, he immediately patted his chest and put the ticket.

“That you said.”Mozi eyes are shining.

“I said it.”Rosie is tough.

The two said that they were talking, and some of the men on the side did not dare to interject, but listened with a smile.

Mozi is different from them, people are Rossi's small hair and brothers, and a few of them, it is good to say that Rossi's wine and meat friends, the ugly point is that Rossi's help, relying on Rossi likes to be lively, around him.

Usually they and Rossi joked two times, today they specially invited good brother Mozi to eat, there are important things to discuss, to find them is to accompany the drink to listen to drink.

Therefore, without Rossi opening their mouths, they dare not speak casually, in case one of the two people is not happy, this is a good day to eat and drink from time to time can get a little money to fly.

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Rossi talked a few words, and the man brought a large and two pots of stew to the end.

This stew was really the sign of this restaurant, and as soon as it was placed on the table, it immediately exuded a thick meat aroma, which drew Rosie up and straight.

Only to see these two pots of stew meat, even the belt meat stew is extremely rotten, emitting a tantalum, red stew, soaked in oily yellow soup, the surface is smooth and delicate, trembling, bright crystal, a look can not help but swallow the water.

Cooking, aroma, taste three, this stewed meat at least the first two are not inferior to any Beijing big restaurant.

“Taste it.”Rosie raised his eyebrows and took the initiative to hand the chopsticks.

Mozi was not kind, took the chopsticks, put a large piece of meat into his mouth, chewed twice, and then couldn't help but close his eyes aftertaste, a moment later, Mozi swallowed the meat and gave his own evaluation."Don't be weak in the house to see the house."

Rosie was very happy with a smile, and he said with a little pride on his face: "In terms of eating, the magazine had to ask me to write a good food conversation."

Mozi, who was busy eating meat, did not have time to speak and gave him a thumbs up to approve.

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Half an hour later, full of wine, Rosie let people withdraw from the rest, look at Mozi, who was drinking tea and eating, and couldn't help but ask.

"Old Mo, the food also eats, the wine also drinks, I beg you to give me a word for this."

Looking at February 2, the big dry super league began, this is related to this year's Golden Globe Awards ah, if you come to the Teeth Club to help me, our brothers together, will be able to destroy the eight killing club, won the first Qian Super Championship.

Mozi rubbed a little support of the stomach, slightly bitterly said: "Old Luo, not I regardless of brotherly sentiment, you do not know, the first Qianchao only selected sixteen crotch society, the rest to play Qianjia, but also made a lifting system, the end of the league, the last two next year relegation, Qianjia first two super."

We are out of the society is not enough, if I go away, the next year from the social iron is definitely downgraded, the owner treats me with me, I can't be ungrateful ah, so this thing ... I can't deal with you."

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“Alas.”

Seeing Mozi's resolute statement, Rossi sighed, "Forget it, the twisted melon is not sweet, you will not come."

Motzi saw that Rossi was lost, his heart was impatient, and comforted: "Brother, it's okay, you're strong in the teeth, as long as you kick well, you may not kick eight kills."

Mozi did not persuade, a persuasion Rossi sighed even more: "You do not know, I received the wind, Mei Dong took the Liwu Society's Su cliff to eight killed, the two of them joined forces, I did not have the power to help, can not let them knead."

“What?”

Mozi exclaimed, “Su Cliff, the Sue’s tooth that won the Bronze Ball Award?”

"Yes, old Mo, don't you come to help me, this super champion is really their eight kills, the second Golden Globe at the end of the year is not my share."Rosie’s hands were clasped, and the voice was tucked away.

“Don’t worry, let me think...”

Mozi looked at the good brother with a uncomfortable look, really impatient, can not help but start the battle of heaven, do not know Rosie's covered hands, but it is a happy and tangled face.

“Brother, don’t blame me, I also want our brothers to fight together...”