Chapter 807: Get over there too
When the bloody setting sun shone across the earth, the courtyard of the old warehouse became more and more lively.
At this time, the warehouse that served as a dormitory was already filled with candles. Circles of dim candlelight blended together, making the originally dark warehouse become bright.
Everyone is also gathered in the warehouse, dozens of people, divided into piles, chatting about the mountains and making dumplings at the same time, it’s lively like Chinese New Year.
Looking at the red and white pork and green onion fillings and the snow-white flour in the basin, a group of guys who had been vegetarians for an unknown period of time could hardly stop salivating.
"This face is so white! He must be a super rich and powerful fan!"
"Do you even need to say that? Can the things Master Chu made be any worse?"
"To be honest Ah, the breasts are still white!"
"Hehe, they are still soft!"
"Hehehe!"
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When the gentlemen gather together, they chat like this. Within three sentences, it gets involved with women.
“A bunch of raw melon and eggs, girls, girls, have you ever touched a girl’s breasts every day?”
Chu Heng, who is a legendary veteran, sneered at them. To show his contempt, he immediately placed a freshly wrapped dumpling on a board covered with kraft paper. , stood up and looked at the people in the room, then raised his hand to look at the time, frowned, and asked a boy next to him: "Where is Wan Xiaotian's grandson?"
The boy hurriedly put down the rolling pin in his hand and answered Said: "Brother Tian went to the countryside today, I guess he will come back later."
At this point, the younger brother glanced at the nine people standing against the wall with their heads on the bricks, hesitated for a moment, and then said bravely: "Master Chu, Brother Tian has been running around all day long since he came to the big city. , Zhener Zhener tried his best, those few days Personally..."
"Roll out your dumpling wrappers." Chu Heng glanced at him lightly, stopped his words, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and walked slowly to the warehouse. Go outside and get ready to get some fresh air.
As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw Cen Hao and a few people rushing towards this end on a cart. The cart also pulled three large jars, which were far apart. Smell the strong aroma of wine.
When he came closer, Chu Heng smiled and took out the smoke and dispersed it in a circle. Even the master pulling the cart got one.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
"Hey, this kind of hard work should be done a few more times!" Cen Hao walked over with a smile, took out a small pile of scattered banknotes from his body and gave it to him: "It cost sixty-three to buy wine, three The deposit for the jar is thirty, and I’ll send it back for refund when it’s used up.”
“Take it,” Chu Heng didn’t take it and stuffed it back generously, then rolled up his sleeves and followed them. They worked together to carry the wine down from the car.
The truck master, who had long heard that a group of outsiders had come here, couldn't help but feel curious. He took advantage of this gap to sneak up to the door and take a look inside the warehouse.
Good guy!
I almost peeed in fear of this old master!
I saw an empty room with dim yellow candlelight flickering. More than 200 big-bodied men were shouting, laughing and cursing inside. There were even a few shirtless people wrestling in the middle of the room. Under the crowds around them, Amid the cheers, the atmosphere was a bit like that of a bandit den in the early years.
Zheng Jun, who was standing at the door watching the excitement, felt someone coming in and subconsciously turned his head to look.
This guy is also a well-known gangster in the big city, especially the birthmark on his face, which is really fresh in people's memory. When the old master saw that he was actually a big gangster in the city, his face suddenly brightened. After changing, he retreated in a panic, and after receiving the money, he quickly left the place of trouble.
Even the famous Zheng Jun can only be a pushover among these foreigners, how can he provoke them!
But Chu Heng and others were completely unaware of this. After moving several jars of wine into the house, they ran to make dumplings.
At around 6:30, the dumplings were basically wrapped, and Wan Xiaotian, who had gone to the countryside, came back just at this time. When he entered the house, he saw about a hundred people suddenly appearing inside and snow-white dumplings that almost filled the room. He stood at the door and couldn't help but was stunned. Just when he was about to post a message, a sharp-eyed boy spotted him first and hurriedly got up and ran. He came over and told him everything that happened after Chu Heng arrived.
“Damn it!”
After Wan Xiaotian learned about it, he was so angry that his teeth were almost broken, and he glared fiercely at the man who was still standing against the wall. That grandson, I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood!
Since he arrived in the big city, he has gone out early and returned late every day, working diligently in order to show his face in front of Chu Heng and gain important positions.
Unexpectedly, he was doing a great job and was about to return victorious, but those boys stabbed him in the back, causing his victory to collapse.
To be honest, if it weren't for murder, he would really want to dig a hole and bury those guys!
“Hey!”
Wan Xiaotian looked away from the goods with a sullen face, turned his head and glanced at Chu Heng who was sitting at the end, and sighed with a sad face. After taking a breath, he walked into the crowd cautiously, and finally came to stand in front of his boss.
"Chu...Master Chu!"
Chu Heng, who had noticed this guy for a long time, raised his head and squinted at him. He had a sparse beard, messy hair, and was much thinner. He looked like he was suffering a lot.
“Have you heard?”
Chu Heng asked lightly.
Wan Xiaotian looked bitter and said: "I heard that I went out early and came back late during this period. It was indeed my negligence..."
Chu Heng didn't give him a chance to explain and raised his eyebrows. He pointed at the goods and said coldly: "You, get over here and stand still!"
"Alas." Wan Xiaotian, who was familiar with his character, did not dare to talk nonsense anymore. He lowered his head feebly and walked over honestly.
At this time, everyone stopped playing and looked at each other. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the atmosphere was slightly depressed.
Chu Heng stood up when he saw this, smiled and shouted loudly: "Mother Dute is not hungry, is she? Hurry up and cook the dumplings, drink a few more glasses today, and relax your muscles and bones!"
His words were like dropping a drop into a frying pan. The water suddenly boiled in the room. More than 300 people who had been hungry for a long time stood up quickly. Some brought dumplings to cook, while others took their own unwashed rice bowls and ran to wash them. They were even addicted to alcohol. Those who committed the crime secretly ran to the wine tank, ready to have a drink first to satisfy their craving.
“Cook the dumplings, cook the dumplings!”
"Has the water boiled?"
"Hurry up and don't knock over the dumplings!"
"What the hell are you doing? We haven't started eating yet, put down the wine quickly! ”
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The big pot was filled with steam. In the boiling water that was constantly churning, snow-white dumplings with bulging bellies were floating up and down, like small ingots. They looked very delicious. It's gratifying.
Chu Heng stood by the pot wearing a scarf, holding a colander in his hand. He picked up a dumpling from the pot and put it into a basin held by a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old next to him. He said with a smile: "Try it quickly." Taste it, is it ripe? ”
The young man who had been greedy for a long time hurriedly grabbed the dumplings with his hands and stuffed them into his mouth. It was hot and hissed: "Hiss, it's cooked! It smells good! It smells so good!"
(End of this chapter)