Chapter 183 Isn’t it delicious to eat meat?
Grandma Wang took out her mobile phone and dialed a number,
"Mr. Sun, I am Mrs. Wang next door. Your third uncle and I are eating mutton hot pot outside in the evening. Please call Miss Xiao Shui and come with us. By the way, bring the big cat."
After saying that, he handed the phone to Cai Gen, indicating that Xiao Sun wanted to talk to him.
After answering the phone, Xiao Sun’s hopeless shouting came from the other side,
"Really? Third uncle, can you really eat mutton hot pot? Great, wherever you go, I will lock the door now."
As for that? As for being so greedy? How much have I wronged you? Cai Gen felt very embarrassed, especially when Wang Shenpo's mobile phone played loudly. The car was still a good car, there was basically no noise, and everyone could hear it clearly.
It’s hard to refuse again, otherwise Xiao Sun’s resentment will become a river when he goes back. Cai Gen said bravely,
"Well, Xiao Sun, yes, let Xiao Shui drive, Tuoben Quan Sheep Hall, lock the door."
Seeing this posture, Cai Gen no longer shirks it. Wang Shenpo and Wang Yongqiang are actually very happy to take advantage of others' short-talking. This idea is deep-rooted and can be used by anyone with a bit of human touch, unless they are feeding unfamiliar wolf cubs.
Cai Gen was embarrassed and annoyed because he failed to maintain his dignity. He hung up the phone and continued to look out the car window without saying a word.
Unexpectedly, twenty minutes later, something even more embarrassing happened. Xiaosun and Xiaoshui arrived earlier than them. How urgent was this? It’s really worthless.
After getting off the bus, Cai Gen looked livid. This group of people were really embarrassed. They didn't show any respect at all. He followed Wang Yongqiang and walked into the Quan Yang Hall.
Cai Gen has heard of this all-sheep restaurant, but I have never been there because it is relatively expensive. It is not like a standard restaurant. There is a sheepfold in the backyard. I kill one sheep at a time, at least one at a time, which is what this restaurant has. The consumption standard starts at 2,000 yuan.
There is basically no decoration, maybe it just wants a rustic atmosphere. There are five people and one cat. Wang Yongqiang led him into an independent cabin. There is a big pot in the middle of the floor. The guests eat around the stove, probably more like mutton soup. many.
The sheep has really been killed, the fat and thin ribs have been cut into strips by hand, the thick soup in the iron pot has been tumbling, and it is ready to eat as soon as you enter the house.
Wang Yongqiang took out two bottles of national wine with a strong aroma of 53 degrees from the car. He poured two glasses of wine without being polite to Cai Gen. He raised the wine glass and was about to say a few words, but he saw Zhen Shuiyin and Xiao Sun. The meat has already begun, and no one is waiting for him to start.
Even the ugly cat stood on the chair, pushed the empty bowl in front of him with his paws, and said to Goddess Wang,
"Mrs. Wang, just give me some chive flowers. Add other seasonings and add flavor."
Oh my God, this cat can talk. Everyone looked indifferent, especially when I actually poured chive flowers into the cat.
Wang Yongqiang started to get scared. Just now, my mother felt sorry for her son and saved her life. This Cai Gen is really not an ordinary person. Cats can talk. Can he be an ordinary person?
Why didn’t you know that there was someone like Cai Gen before?
Looking at Wang Yongqiang's uncertain expression, he knew that Xiao Tianmao had frightened him, so he might as well give him a few words. Wang Shenpo's biological son should also know the depth.
"Master Wang, Xiaotianmao won't scare your son, right? Don't talk nonsense outside. We don't treat you as an outsider."
Wang Shenpo had just finished helping Xiao Tianmao pick up the mutton. She looked back at her son with an obvious warning.
"Go out and keep your mouth shut, don't talk nonsense, otherwise." Otherwise, she didn't need to say anything later, knowing that her son would understand.
Wang Yongqiang understands, otherwise there will be many consequences. He follows my mother and knows a lot of things in the supernatural circle, and there are many people who have lost their families and died. He quickly raises his glass and proposes a toast,
"Boss Cai, this glass is my apology to you. The words are in the wine, so let me drink first."
The words are all in the wine, so why bother talking? Just wine is enough? Strong-flavor liquor is not suitable for Cai Gen. The cheap liquor Cai Gen drinks has no essence. He gritted his teeth and drank a glass. It was really clear. It cost more than a thousand yuan a bottle, and it cost ten yuan a pound. It's different. After one drink, the wine path opens up. However, Cai Gen didn't drink too much because Zhen Shuiyin was also there.
Xiaosun and Xiaoshui didn't say a word, Wang Yongqiang toasted them with wine, and didn't even raise their heads. They were just working there.
Although the fresh mutton is cut by hand, the knife skills are very good. It is cooked once it is turned in the boiling thick soup. It is very tender and smooth, and it is a combination of fat and lean. It is so fragrant that everyone can't put down their chopsticks.
A 100-pound sheep, except for the bones and internal organs, can cut the mutton for hot pot by hand, which is only 20 to 30 pounds. To eliminate these 20 to 30 pounds of mutton, you need not appetite, but time.
Cai Gen performed normally. He drank three glasses of white wine and ate about three to four kilograms of mutton. Then he couldn't eat any more. He was really full.
Wang Yongqiang didn't use his chopsticks much, because the meat was probably not yet cooked in his eyes, and he didn't dare to eat it for fear of getting upset. As a result, when he felt the heat was up, the pot was always empty.
Grandma Wang is getting older and can't eat too much meat. She has been taking care of the Xiaotian cat. This time she got to know the appetite of the Xiaotian cat. The food Cai Gen usually gave her was less than one-tenth of its appetite. As I continued to eat, I surpassed Zhen Shui Yin, and as I continued to eat the mutton, I disappeared.
The three of them ate till their stomachs were full, and the cat still wanted to eat, and finally said,
"It's too late. It's time to go to bed. It's hard to digest after eating too much. That's it for today. Master, don't forget to take the offal and make soup for tomorrow. By the way, there's also braised lamb legs and mutton chops." br>
Cai Gen's face was already red after drinking a little too much wine, but Xiao Tmall became more energetic, not only eating, but also holding it.
This made Cai Gen blush even more. He wanted to say a few words to save face, but Wang Yongqiang became considerate.
"I've asked them to hold it. My mother is old and needs to drink more mutton soup to replenish her energy."
This was a good thing to say, and it was very pleasant to my ears. Cai Gen did not refuse.
Goddess Wang was even better at talking and quickly told her son,
"Ask them to kill another one, take it home and eat it slowly. It tastes good to me."
She was obviously helping Cai Gen improve the food, but she later said that she wanted to eat, could speak, and was a good person, and was much better than her son.
Cai Gen's dissatisfaction just now disappeared as he ate the mutton in his stomach. Why should he be angry? A good mouthful of food is better than anything else. Doesn't meat taste delicious?
If it were any other dignified person, he would definitely stick to his bottom line and not come to eat this mutton. What would he get then? Inner satisfaction? Win applause?
Hey, forget it, let's just live it out. Only when you are full can you survive the rest of the day. When you are hungry and have a flat stomach, you can't speak loudly, and you have no confidence.
(End of chapter)