Chapter 17: Fish in the Pond
Walking and walking, Wukong turned around for nearly an hour, but he didn't find the target he was looking for, and his heart suddenly became a little anxious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Forget it, I'll add a little stamina first. Anyway, being idle is also idle, so eat something first. After Wukong finished talking to himself, he squinted his eyes, stretched out his little nose with his probe, and began to stand in place and sniff.
At this time, the restaurants on the street have basically closed their jobs, but this does not stump Wukong, he suddenly smelled a special fragrance, so he followed this fragrance and searched all the way.
"Sure enough, it's a whole sheep soup, well, this taste should be an old soup that has been cooked for thirteen years. Yes, it was indeed material. But...... , the meat is the meat of the morning, not worthy of this soup. The cake is okay, the noodles, condiments, salt, oil, and heat are basically qualified. Forget it, forget it, the street stalls, the food is just an atmosphere, let's just this one. Wukong stood in front of the boss, and after talking a lot, he walked towards the stall in a very stylish manner.
The boss has actually seen Wukong a long time ago, after all, Wukong's figure is very stylish, and he also heard Wukong's evaluation, knowing that this fat guy is definitely a super foodie who is very good at eating.
However, Wukong's evaluation is very unappetizing to the boss, and correspondingly, the boss's attitude towards Wukong is certainly not enthusiastic.
"Haggis or mutton? Let me make it clear to you, it's all fresh meat in the morning, do you like to eat it or not?" The boss said to Goku very stiffly while cleaning up the board.
As soon as Wukong heard this, he immediately knew that he had offended someone, and he quickly smiled and said, "I'm sorry, boss." I'm a man who loves to talk nonsense, don't be like me. Hey, hey, hey, I'm going to put that piece of lamb chops under the counter with deboned meat, and then twenty sheep's eyes, that's it. By the way, I'll cut it myself...... , definitely not. I'm tired of you, please help me cut it. β
After listening to Wukong's words, the boss immediately looked at him in surprise and said curiously: "You have a strong nose, you can smell the lamb chops under my counter?
Wukong pointed to the big bowl on the shelf, which looked like a small basin, and said to the boss indifferently: "Use that super large bowl to fill meat, you can rest assured, little meaning." After saying that, he triumphantly patted his belly, showing a posture that he could pretend to be here.
So, the boss used that super large bowl to make a bowl of delicious soup for Wukong, which was so fragrant that it exploded.
"My God, this is too heavy, isn't it? Little fat man, it's thirty wood coins in total. Can you really finish it? This bowl is at least eight times the size of a regular bowl!" The boss asked Goku again after a hard time.
Fifty wood coins are equivalent to one copper coin, so Wukong took a copper coin from the money box, handed it to the boss, and said very angrily: "I want three more oil cakes, and I don't need to look for the rest of the money." With that, he held the bowl in both hands and walked briskly to a table on the side of the road.
After dipping his chopsticks into the soup and licking the taste of the soup, Wukong quickly and accurately began to mix the bowl of soup with the salt and vinegar on the table.
After Wukong made the soup, the boss also brought three cut flatbreads to Wukong.
Then, after pouring half of the fried cake strips into the soup, Wukong began to sit leisurely on the chair, admiring the scenery of the street and listening to the small talk of the diners.
After a long while, Wukong knew that the cake and the soup were almost fused, so he picked up a cake with his chopsticks and ate it with taste.
At this time, half of the soup has been hidden in the oil cake bars, and each oil cake has both the delicious taste of the broth and the strong chewiness of the flour, so you must hurry up and eat the cake, otherwise, when the soup is all soaked in the oil cake, there will be no chewiness.
So, under the gaze of diners, pedestrians, hawkers, etc., a bunch of people, Wukong held the bowl with chopsticks, and began to eat wildly.
"Boss, let's have a small vat of old chicks. After Wukong looked up and shouted, he began to hula hula again.
"Fake, isn't it??" "You don't know, this stall has been open for more than ten years, and it tastes very authentic. "This little fat man is too good to eat, isn't it? Such a big bowl, my scalp is numb when I look at it." "yes, that's a bit of an exaggeration, but ...... How does his bowl of meat go with it?"...... Under the discussion of everyone, Wukong began to drink heavily while eating bread quickly.
Soon, Wukong ate all the cakes in the bowl, and then he poured all the remaining cakes into the bowl again.
This time, the soup was not too hot, so Wukong could wait a little longer, so he took the wine bowl and drank it slowly.
At this moment, a handsome six- or seven-year-old child who was black and thin, wearing a dirty and torn fierce slave leather jacket and leading a black sheep, was very frightened and walked slowly to this small shop.
"Uncle, you...... Do you collect sheep here?" the child asked the boss in a very low voice, bowing his head.
Because he was too small, the boss sat at the counter and did not see him, but only the very nice black sheep.
"Why don't you collect it?" asked casually as the boss sat down and settled the accounts.
As soon as the child heard the boss say to collect sheep, he raised his head in surprise and said happily and nervously: "One, one, just a copper coin." If it's too expensive, thirty-five, thirty-five wooden coins will do!"
The price that the child said was simply too cheap, more than four times lower than the market price, so the boss quickly raised his head and looked at the black sheep carefully, so as to check whether the black sheep was healthy.
After looking at it for a while, he found that the black sheep not only had no problems, but was also very strong, so he casually asked again: "This sheep ...... Did you raise it as a child?"
The child didn't understand the purpose of his question, but quickly replied, "I raised Xiao Hei since I was a child, and he is very well-behaved. β
The boss thought about it and thought that a child should not be a thief, so he picked up a copper coin, stood up and walked out of the counter.
"It's a copper ....... When the boss was about to hand the money to the child, as soon as he saw the child's clothes, he immediately put the money away, and scolded the child viciously with a disgusted face.
"Fuck off! I said, how could it be so cheap? It turned out to be you bastards. ,! You wild dogs, you can't stand with me. You guys have soiled my ground here!, aren't you going to get out of here, are you deaf!," the boss yelled at the child in anger.
The kid bit his lip, glanced at the boss blankly, then slowly lowered his head, silently preparing to leave here.
He didn't cry, he didn't shout, and he didn't plead with his boss, because he knew...... , no matter how loud he cries, how miserable he shouts, and how sincere he begs, it is of little use, and there will be no one.
Just as the handsome child was about to leave, Wukong suddenly turned pale and shouted to the child, "Your sheepββ!!"