After a few more words, Peng came back with the big bags. Followed by a hotel attendant, the hands of the same two bags.
The lunch box is too many, on the tea table all row does not fall, can only stack puts. Chen Xinan a look, this dish point is really hard enough, hard enough to see a full.
The hard vegetables in the Northerner's mouth are different from those in the south.
The south is so particular about Along the River During the Qingming Festival that it wants to carve them into rice. Stew stew warm steam, the longer the toss, the more hard vegetables. Such as crystal dishes meat, squirrel mandarin fish, Buddha jumping wall, crab meat lion head. Further south, however, he seemed to be even more particular about his intentions. What wings, Gold and jade, rich hand. Even a mashed potato needs a name.
And the north of the hard vegetables, pay attention to the amount of top full. Must be a complete piece, look must have a row. The bigger the animal, the harder the dish. The better prepared the meat, the firmer the dish. For example, pigs, cows and sheep are harder than chickens, ducks and geese, and roast suckling pigs are harder than braised pork.
About the definition of hard vegetables, probably and culture has some relations. Lao Guang there generally stingy, and stingy frank proud, with no money. They are not used to paying for face and living their lives for themselves.
In the north, it's the other way around. Order food to Hao, check to grab, wear to file, beat the swollen face also have to fat. Ostentation and dignity are linked, make more, on behalf of the more care. Anyway, to spend money is to love you, to love you is to spend money, everything else is bullshit.
In other words, mirs point, the more dishes, the more hard, on behalf of his respect for Chen Xi Nanyue.
Chen Xinan ate two mouthfuls and was pushed to the throat by this dish. He put down his chopsticks to drink a cup of tea, and began to stereotype: "Our Second Brother is a local?"
Without anyone knowing it, he's integrated himself into the Hyǒngje-ri. In the small talk just now, he found that some called Duan Lixuan as 'Duan Ye' , some called 'Second Ye' , and some called 'Second Brother' . The higher you look, the less you scream. It seems that Daliang said right, Duan Lixuan really love to listen to the old.
But Chen isn't going to be too old. He is going to court someone else. So picked up a most warm 'second brother' to call, sneaky accounted for oral advantage.
Others did not feel wrong, have nodded: "On our original river, born and bred."
"I'm a Xiyuan Man, too."
Peng answered, "Did Dr. Chen just come back from out of town?"
"I went to a university out of town, and I came back last year." He smiled and pointed to his mouth. "Is it because I don't have an accent?"
"Because you don't know our second brother. Who the hell are we. Don't say anything else, on this hospital, orthopedic director of the week, trauma director Liu, it is our brother good friend! The whole city of Higashihara, that's what I'm talking about!" Peng put down his glass, put your thumb up in the air like you've won a boxing match.
Chen Xinan follows his words to ask: "So say, our 2nd elder brother is still a green wood middleman?"
"A Greenwood Man? Yes! A Greenwood Man!" Peng put his arm around the neck of the green stubble beside him and raised his glass to Chen. "You see, you have to be a cultured man, old man!"
Old Wilting didn't speak, just red Chen Xinan politely smiled.
Daliang gave Peng a deep look and said, "Don't listen to him. He's a serious businessman with a temporary position in the company and several shops."
"What Shop?" Chen Xinan hangs eyelash, ask a way slowly, "Can't. . . Call Shu Jiu Xiang?"
His eyes widened. "You know?" He asked. Then he began examining Chen. "Where did Dr. Chen hear about this? The boss over there, surnamed song."
As soon as this word comes out, the other younger brothers also look straight ahead. It was as if a group of people who had been boisterous and courteous had suddenly turned into a pack of wolves.
Chen Xinan shook the tea cup, calmly explained: "In fact, I and the second brother, had one side of the edge. At the door Shujiuxiang."
Then he put the encounter medical trouble, Duan Lixuan help things slowly. Not only beautifies wantonly, is not conceals admires. After talking about the relationship between the two also specifically sublimated: "The second brother saved my life, I also saved the second brother's life. From now on, we are also over the fate of the friendship."
After hearing this, Daliang sighed, "Oh! This is really fate! The fate of Heaven!"
Then Daliang, a thin monkey standing behind him, interjected, "I thought Dr. Chen looked familiar. Do you always come to Our House for dinner? With a fat black brother?"
Chen Xinan narrowed his eyes. He didn't remember many people, but the thin monkey really gave him some impression: thin and withered, a mouth of burnt big buck teeth. His lips pinched over his gums, sending his mind racing with images of tombstones, the wild, woolly mammoths, Tibetan macaques...
He realized that his eyes weren't very polite, and smiled to fool him. "I do go there all the time. Shujiu smells good in the pot."
This is pure nonsense. In order to protect the gastric mucosa, Chen Xinan never eat spicy. Even if you go to Shujiuxiang to eat hot pot, you have to rinse out with tea first. This is still too hot, the next day sure to rocket. Moreover, the price of Shujiuxiang is really high. People can not get enough to eat without 300 yuan per person.
In short, this passion not only let him break the hot ring, but also let him break the big money. But if he could have a meal with Duan lixuan, even if it was with a knife cooked with dried chili, he would enjoy it.
Big Bright ha ha a smile: "Our home this all authentic Chongqing Pot, a pot bottom can use five jins of butter. So take big oil pot, can not fragrant!"
This stubble in the past, Chen Xinan began to duan lixuan body enquiry: "The Second Brother's skill, looking like practicing ah."
Peng seems to be a fan of Duan lixuan. He never stops talking about his second brother,
"Martial arts, judo, Krav Maga, karate, it all works."
Chen Xinan hangs mou to looking at the tea that turns a circle in the cup, the tip of the tongue is licking quietly behind the front teeth: "So Fierce?"
"Must ~" roc accent is particularly heavy, must the three characters like a vibration, "Will play nunchaku son, can be six
Chen Xi'Nan Long Ground H'm a voice, half jokingly ask: "That this time, the second elder brother is by one enemy hundred?"
He meant it, not in a euphemistic way. Duan Lixuan's skill he has seen, it is quite fierce fierce spicy. He also really didn't think, who can practice the son beat so miserable.
Didn't expect this words A, just still face with Proud Mirs, eyes began to dodge. The atmosphere is embarrassed, big bright spoke: "The second elder brother this frame didn't lose."
ROC also quickly echoed: "Yes! is a mad dog fucking cheating! There is a saying called what, clip the Emperor to make monkeys!"
The old man suddenly became angry and kicked the ROC's knee. "He's trying to coerce the emperor to order the vassals! He won't shut the Pit!"
"Hey, don't worry! Can I mean that? ! I'll change my word then! Brother 2 is. . . angry as a beauty!"
SPLAT! Chen Xinan's paper cup was crushed to bursting, and tea poured all over his pants.
Thinking he was frightened by his loud voice, Daliang scolded him with his eyes. "If you drink cat urine, you'll make a big noise! This room can be dull, but it can't be dull and get out!"
Chen pulled out two sheets of paper and sucked the water off his trousers. His whole face was burning and his temples were constricted.
Yeah... Yeah... Isn't it normal for a man nearing the age of 30 to have a partner? Don't say what beauty green, even if there is a wife and child, it is not uncommon.
He by what reason thinks Duan Lixuan is the month old pressure box good wine, waits for him this honored guest to welcome the presence specially?
Daliang saw him wipe his trousers with a pale face. "Dr. Chen?" He shouted cautiously
Chen Xinan a startled, from the thoughts of God: "... Ah... Um."
"There's a hairdryer in the bathroom. Do you want to blow it?"
"Nothing." Chen Xinan threw the pile of paper towels into the trash can and smiled reluctantly. "I'm just a little tired."