It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"brute!"

"Too brutal!"

"Don't let me catch them, or they won't have good fruit to eat!"

"Damn it! I must avenge the people of my big city!"

Hearing Jia Ying's words, everyone immediately became excited, almost no one noticed the abnormality of the one-eyed old man, and they all scolded Mu Yuan's group in indignation.

In the end, Jiang Zhuolin couldn't stand the foul language of this group of people, and waved his hand with a sullen face: "Okay, let's stop, hurry up and get something to eat, keep it when you're angry, and spread it when you catch them. ."

As soon as they mentioned eating, the attention of these brothers was instantly diverted, and a bright-eyed brain rushed into the kitchen.

Chu Heng was afraid that they would be reluctant to use things, so he followed it after thinking about it.

A group of people and devils were rummaging in the kitchen as if they had entered the village, but the receipt of the goods was somewhat unsatisfactory.

Potatoes, cabbage, radishes, stick noodles, and sweet potatoes are essential, and there are more than ten pounds of dried noodles, nine eggs and four shredded peppers.

"You are so poor!"

With a speechless expression, Chu Heng tugged at the noodles and eggs on the chopping board a few times.

Yes, there is nothing to choose from, it can only be fried noodles.

"Let's make a fire, make a fire, let's make a slap!"

So this guy waved his hand and led the brothers to work in the kitchen in full swing.

Two large stoves, one for boiling noodles and one for frying sauce.

You don't need to stare at the work of boiling water and boiled noodles. You can even give a dog a piece of cake. The main thing is the sauce. The essence is all here.

The sauce for the fried noodles is best to use pork belly, but this place is poor, not to mention pork belly, not even a bone.

But it doesn't matter, if there is no meat, there is still half a jar of lard.

Chu Heng didn't feel bad about being a puppy, and he was not at all vague. He took two big spoons and put them in the pot, grinning straight at the buddies in front of him.

I'm a motherfucker!

He is enough for us to eat for half a month at once!

When I turned around, the dead cook found out that he had to work hard with us!

But let me tell you, it smells really good...

When the lard in the pot melted and the egg liquid was put into the pot, the thick meaty smell and the strong fragrance of scrambled eggs wafted out, and the brothers began to drool wildly. How could the cook be killed or not? He stood beside him, his stomach growling.

Fried eggs with lard, looks delicious!

Chu Heng was not at all stage frightened. Under their watchful eyes, the big stir-frying spoon was swirling quickly. After the eggs were fried, he poured the sauce into it. He still followed his method. Xian'er, boil it slowly, about ten minutes of effort, a large pot of egg sauce with attractive color and rich sauce will come out of the pot.

The brothers on the side smelled the smell and wanted to grab two directly and stuff them into their mouths.

Fortunately, the water was just boiling at this time, and the brothers hurried over with the vermicelli, ready to start cooking the noodles.

With the lessons of Chu Heng's prodigal son, they were even more ruthless this time. For the meal for eight people, they directly put ten catties of noodles into it, and they couldn't get past it!

Their ideas are also simple, and they will have to be scolded tomorrow, so it is better to just lose the family and forget it!

The typical lice don't bite, and the debt doesn't worry...

But as the old saying goes, you can't chew too much, so I thought about eating more after a few items, but I didn't think about the pot being unbearable. In the end, because there was too much noodles and little water, a large pot of noodles was almost cooked. The batter is mushy before it is cooked.

"I said what else can you guys do?"

Chu Heng looked at the noodles in the two large bowls with tears and laughter, and in the sticky noodle soup, many noodles were sticking together, and it turned out to be unappetizing.

"Hey, don't worry, Brother Chu, it must be cooked enough to eat."

A young man smiled and picked up a bowl of noodles and walked out.

Some of the others were holding pots, some sauce, some holding tableware and trotting out impatiently.

"Poor, eating some noodles can make you so happy!" Chu Heng shook his head with a smile on his face, and walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

When he came to Jiang Zhuolin and the others, a group of people had already started eating.

Seeing him coming, the forensic doctor Jia Ying, who had just swallowed a mouthful of noodles, gave him a heartfelt thumbs up, "Brother, your sauce is more authentic than my mother's!"

"Yes yes yes!"

"good to eat!"

"It's delicious!"

The brothers also nodded in agreement.

"I didn't expect your kid to have this skill!" Jiang Zhuolin nodded with satisfaction and highly affirmed it.

"Hey, where did I go?"

Chu Heng had seen what kind of person standing on the top floor was, but he was not proud at all. He raised the bowl with a smile, and while picking out noodles for himself, he said, "I have a buddy who is the descendant of the serious Tan Jiacai. , then the cooking skills are nothing to say, I'm all half-baked skills I learned from others, and I don't even have the ability to make three successes."

A young man next to him heard the words, his eyes were full of yearning: "Three successes are like this, if you let your friends come, what kind of delicious noodles will it be?"

"What's it like? Let me tell you that, even if you eat the cabbage tofu made by him, you won't bring your big elbows with you!" Chu Heng smacked his lips and sat down, suddenly thinking of silly Zhu. Cooking up.

He pulled out the saucepan and scooped two spoons for himself. He accidentally caught a glimpse of the one-eyed old man eating noodles bit by bit, as if he didn't like it very much, and hurriedly said, "Man, what's the matter? I'm not used to this. Ah? Don't worry, the conditions are limited, I'll invite you to a restaurant tomorrow."

"what?"

The old man who was thinking about something came back to his senses, forced a smile and shook his head: "No, I can't eat this at home, how can I dislike it, I was just thinking about something."

What he said was true.

Noodles are considered fine grains now, and most people are really reluctant to eat them.

"Hey, I'm also because you dislike the food. Come on, don't think about it too much, it's time to eat, drink, and put everything else aside." Chu Heng smiled reassuringly, and after persuading , so he stopped worrying about him, and hurriedly swirled the noodles.

If the speed is not fast, it can't be done. The brothers over there are like Tetsu who haven't eaten in eight hundred years. As far as he talks for a while, he has eaten the second bowl. After talking for a while, it is estimated that the soup will not be eaten. left.

And the other people among these starving ghosts also wisely shut their mouths and ate honestly.

However, the one-eyed old man didn't seem to have a good appetite, so he barely ate a bowl and didn't say anything.

But even so, these noodles are not left, a few people who eat stick noodles and sweet potatoes every day, and finally drink the noodle soup, thanks to Jiang Zhuolin's foresight, UU reading www. uukanshu.com put a small bowl of noodles aside in advance, otherwise the guy on duty in the building would have to continue nibbling on the wotou.

After eating and drinking, Chu Heng didn't stay any longer. He handed over the task of cleaning up the mess to the brothers on duty, and drove the one-eyed old man out of the police station.

On the way back, the two barely communicated.

The old man shouted tired when he got in the car, fell on the chair and closed his eyes, not a single fart.

Chu Heng couldn't force someone to chat, he could only drive with his head down.

(End of this chapter)

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