The man was a little embarrassed, smiled, and said self-deprecatingly: "I, foodie." ”

Dipping it in the seasoning of braised chicken, this time the meal is more enjoyable.

Xiaobai on the other side was still eating braised chicken slowly, but the speed was three points faster than eating the fairy pot just now.

said softly: "It seems that Emperor Zhengde invented this braised chicken." He likes to go out of the palace to practice, likes to open a shop in the palace, and let the eunuch palace maid pretend to be a trader, and he will be a big tyrant. ”

It is also recorded in the History of the Ming Dynasty. ”

The man smiled and said, "How credible is the history of the previous dynasties compiled by the Qing Dynasty!?"

Xiao Bai raised his head and asked softly, "Boss." What is the origin of braised chicken?"

Jin Feng said softly: "The carpenter emperor made it for his nurse." ”

Xiaobai and the man were slightly stunned.

Xiao Bai tilted his head, and Mu Ran said, "What evidence is there?"

Jin Feng said lightly: "Kuangyuan Magazine!"

Xiao Bai immediately changed color, stood up, stared deeply at Jin Feng, and asked softly, "The Heavenly Crane Bone Body you wrote?"

Jin Feng stood in place with his eyelids drooping, indicating acquiescence.

Xiaobai couldn't help but be in awe.

The man's eyes lit up, he looked at Jin Feng, and said with a smile: "Xiaobai said that your handwriting is good." ”

"I think you can eat better. ”

"You're a chef who has been delayed by calligraphy. ”

Xiaobai on the side was unhappy: "It should be called the calligrapher who was delayed by the cook." ”

The man looked at Xiaobai unhappily, pointed, and laughed.

"What do you call a buddy?"

"My name is Zhou Hao, you can also call me Wenshan. ”

"His name is Wang Wei, and his name is Xiaobai. ”

"Jin Feng. The grass people have no name. ”

Zhou Hao nodded, reluctantly put down his chopsticks, got up and said, "It's really delicious." ”

Jin Feng looked at the remaining half of the braised chicken on the table, and said lightly: "Take it away." Don't waste it. ”

Zhou Hao laughed, snorted, there was a hint of banter in his eyes, and he spread his hands: "Save some stomach to eat the loach tofu of the Shu Palace." Come back tomorrow. ”

Jin Feng said softly: "Tomorrow, you may not be able to eat it." ”

Zhou Hao raised his eyes, looked at Zhou Miao who was wrapped in gauze next to him, nodded his head, and waved his hand lightly.

"Tomorrow, I'll come again. ”

There was a little majesty in his expression, and his tone was casual but there was an inexhaustible solemnity.

Turning around and leaving, the two board inches immediately walked with them.

After Zhou Hao got into the car, the moment the door was just closed, the car had already driven out.

Wang Wei put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at the half chicken on the table, frowned and crooked his mouth, and said softly: "This meal is not cheap, is it?"

Jin Feng said lightly: "New products are on the market, and there is a 20% discount." ”

"Four hundred. ”

"Roadside stalls, it's still so expensive, ripping off customers. ”

Wang Xiaobai closed his eyes, revealing a touch of pain, muttering about the slaughter of customers, and honestly gave the money.

"You really wrote that sign?"

"Can you send me to me? I'll take it and practice according to it. ”

Jin Feng packed up his things and responded coldly: "I'm not familiar with you." ”

Wang Xiaobai said: "No need to discount, I'll take the words." ”

Jin Feng had a calm face: "It's not for sale." ”

Wang Xiaobai was suddenly interested, pouted, and beat his fingers.

An Audi A8L immediately flew in the distance and stopped steadily on the side of the road.

Wang Xiaobai pointed at Jin Feng and said in a manly voice: "Stingy." Not very generous. ”

"You've been hurt by the cook, the marketman. ”

Jin Feng responded softly: "Estrogen is greater than male hormones. If you don't make up for the yang, you will become a ladyboy. ”

Wang Xiaobai was stunned, and his gesture stretched out, but it was an orchid finger.

Immediately, Wang Xiaobai's face turned red.

Quickly changed his gesture, pointed his index finger at Jin Feng, muttered in his mouth, and snorted coldly for a while.

"I won't come tomorrow to take care of your business, and I won't come in the future. ”

Turn around and get in the car, leave quickly, and blend in with the traffic.

Jin Feng lit a cigarette and smoked quietly.

Zhou Miao came over to clean up the dining table, her eyes were envious, and she said softly: "Mercedes-Benz GLE450, revised 4.0 twin-turbo engine." Bulletproof body. Custom-built. ”

"Audi A8L. 6.0 engine. Bulletproof version. The same type of special car for the prime minister of Hansko. ”

"Two young masters. ”

Jin Feng said quietly: "It's not Kuo Shao, it's Gongzi." ”

"The real childe. ”

Zhou Miao blinked, as if she didn't understand Jin Feng's words.

Jin Feng said softly: "King Langya, Runan Zhou." A two-thousand-year-old family. ”

Zhou Miao was stunned: "Brother Feng, what are you talking about?"

"And a family that is so old?"

Jin Feng casually looked at the vehicles that had long disappeared in the distance, and said indifferently: "They can live longer than history." ”

After a pause, Jin Feng's eyes flashed with a touch of cold arrogance.

"The gentleman's Ze is the fifth and beheaded, the troubled times are gone, and the prosperous times are flying all over the sky. ”

"A flock of mole kings!"

As night fell, the business of the brothers' food stalls slowly took over.

The sales of Jin Feng's new fairy pot and palace braised chicken are not very good, and many people are too scared to order when they hear the price.

Zhou Miao is in charge of selling braised vegetable noodles, and there are many people who eat them.

In comparison, today's business is much worse than when Long Ao was there.

The two brothers don't know how to stir-fry, and many of them come for Long Ao's crayfish, without this dish, the diners turn around and leave.

After selling a few bowls of noodles and a few plates of braised vegetables, the two brothers were left sitting silently at the door of the store.

Zhou Miao looked at Jin Feng's side face, and said in his heart that he had really smashed Brother Ao's signboard now.

Once the word spreads, the business of the brothers' food stalls will definitely plummet in the future.

Suddenly, Zhou Miao raised her head and sighed.

I saw a Wuling Hongguang slowly stop, and a bald head jumped out of the car, with thick gauze wrapped around his head.

"Brother Ao!"

"Brother Ao, why are you back? ”

Long Ao, who had shaved his head, was wrapped in thick gauze on his head, and his naked back was full of black dragon tattoos, standing there, a murderous aura spreading in all directions.

Standing in front of the light box with a straight face, he looked coldly at the thin gold characters on the signboard, turned his head and said hatefully: "You wrote it?"

Jin Feng closed his eyes, indicating acquiescence.

Long Ao strode into the store, uncovered the two large soup pots, looked at them, smelled them, and then took a sip of the soup, and immediately scolded angrily.

"Mom, who are you selling such expensive vegetables?"

"Who on this street can afford this?"

Jin Feng closed his eyes, tilted his head to the side, and didn't say a word.

Zhou Miao got up and was about to speak for Jin Feng, but Long Ao said loudly: "Get out." ”

Holding a cigarette and standing in front of the gas stove, it suddenly looked like a mountain peak.

A few home-cooked dishes came out of the pot, and the fragrant fragrance overflowed.

The chef of the brothers' food stall appeared, and the guests came over one after another, and the sound of shouting and shouting and shouting and punching sounded again.

The fire is very strong, and the popularity is even stronger.

The days have returned to the hustle and bustle of the past, all kinds of voices converge at the door of the food stalls, and the families next to them are full of noise, and there is a lot of hustle and bustle.

Today's food stalls are particularly hot.

It is the beginning of the school season, and the college students in Jincheng love this street the most, and they love the night stalls here.

Before one o'clock in the morning, hundreds of catties of crayfish were sold out, and even the leftover pickled vegetables from yesterday were also sold out.

Jin Feng's fairy pot and braised chicken had no choice but to sell them at a discount.

So far, there are only two chickens and a small half-pot fairy pot left.

Zhou Miao counted today's gross income, and Long Ao threw the money in a plastic bag to Jin Feng without saying a word, telling Jin Feng that this was Jin Feng's material money for making fairy pots and braised chicken.

Jin Feng took the money and threw it back to Long Ao on the spot, and coldly told Long Ao that he was not short of money.

The two of them started another round of endless quarrels and scolding, one with a wine bottle and the other with a bench, pointing at each other and scolding, and they almost fought.

Zhou Miao used the trick of the family killer Lao Wu and Lao Liu, but it didn't work today.

In the end, it was still Jin Feng who conceded defeat.

Because the gauze on Long Ao's head oozed a trace of blood, red, and stabbed Jin Feng's heart with blood.

Long Ao also had a bleeding head wound because of a quarrel with Jin Feng, and his face was distorted and deformed in pain, and he threw the bench viciously.

"Lao Tzu's skull hurts. I cleaned up the store for Lao Tzu. ”

When he went up to the attic, Long Ao's feet kept shaking, and Jin Feng's nose was sour.

Zhou Miao was beaten yesterday, and today he was tired all night, and he was too tired to do it, so he was driven to the attic to rest by Jin Feng.

Soon, the thunderous snoring of Long Ao and Zhou Miao sounded one after another.

After cleaning up the guys alone, washing the dishes and washing the pots, preparing the ingredients for the next day, I was busy until more than four o'clock in the morning.

At this time, there was already a glimmer of dawn in the east.

During the two days in the food stall, Jin Feng also deeply understood the hardships of Long Ao's perseverance.

As soon as I finished cleaning, the chicken farmers arrived.

This time, Jin Feng still asked for ten chickens.

The water is boiled, the chicken is killed, the offal is taken out of the opening, and then the herbs are stuffed.

Under the street lamps on the side of the road, the cleaner's broom swept the machine one by one, cold and lonely.

After a while, the beef delivery also came, and Jin Feng began to get busy, preparing soup pots, marinating local chickens, cleaning beef, and being so tired that he was sweating.

At this time, a deep and rich man's voice sounded in Jin Feng's ears.

"Excuse me, is this Longao's shop?"

This voice was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, exploding above Jin Feng's head. ()

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