Maoshan Ghostbusters

Lu Fei sneered, "Just like you, can you still be short of money?"

Moyue coughed and coughed, "Go, don't interrupt me. I am old, especially after you interrupted me, especially running errands. Okay, I will continue. Oh, yes, I still remember the girl named Meng Meng. At that time, I followed the girl named Mengmeng into the teahouse. After we were seated in the private room, I gave her the menu and asked her to order. She was also welcome, picked up the menu and ordered one immediately Big table dishes. Among the dishes she ordered, there was the living monkey brain. She also pointed out that she should eat the head of the little monkey. It is best if it was just born. I didn’t pay attention at the time, so I heard the waiter say, I’m sorry. Madam, there are no little monkeys anymore, only adult monkeys. Can you ask? Mengmeng frowned and nodded, okay, let's do it. The waiter nodded and hurriedly left with the menu. The beauty followed me casually Chatting, although I have traveled extensively and have visited many places, I basically wandered around in northern cities. It was my first time in places like Guangdong. I was very curious about this place, so I asked her about the local area. What was delicious and fun, she answered one by one. We had a good chat. At this moment, the dishes she ordered were put on the table one after another, and I was having fun. Suddenly I saw several waiters holding one The monkey came in. The monkey is tall and strong. I believe that if it stands upright, it should be about one meter and seven meters tall, which is about the height of a human. Among the waiters holding the monkey, the first one is for us The waiter who ordered the food. The monkey didn’t recognize his birth. As soon as he walked to the table, he immediately jumped to an empty chair, sat on the chair with a big thorn, and reached out to grab a piece of meat on the table. Into her mouth, she started crunching. Mengmeng screamed and reprimanded, how do you serve? Did you actually let the monkey on the table? The waiters immediately apologized and removed the monkey from the chair. Drag it down. I looked at the lively monkey and suddenly felt very uncomfortable, ah? I said Mengmeng, didn’t you say that you want to eat monkey brains? Why come up with a living monkey? Mengmeng napkin Wiping the oil stains on the corners of the mouth, sneered and said, we just want to eat its brain. After speaking, I pointed my finger at the monkey's head. I was so scared that my face changed greatly. Damn, but it's still alive. I gave it to us before. The waiter who ordered the meal smiled and said, this gentleman, what our teahouse provides is the brains of living monkeys. If a whole dead monkey comes up, who has the appetite to eat? After that, immediately command the other waiters to help you. He tied the monkey under the table with eight legs, revealing only the monkey’s head. Oh, by the way, I forgot to say, there is a hole in the middle of the table, just like a hot pot table in a restaurant, with a hole in the middle of the table. A hole with a diameter of 30 centimeters. The monkey’s head protrudes from that hole. At this time, the monkey is **** and can’t move, but it is controlled for no reason. Where is it willing? So, it squeaks first. , And then began to cry, screamed like a child crying. The monkeys cried so miserably, I couldn’t bear to see them, and wanted them to let them go. But who knows, the waiter asked Mengmeng, madam, Are you ready now? Mengmeng nodded, ready. The waiter found an electric drill from nowhere, facing the monkey's head, began to squeak up. This was terrible. A stream of blood spurted from the monkey's head, spraying blood on the table. At the same time, the monkey was in pain and squeaked, which could be heard throughout the teahouse. The waiter didn't seem to expect the monkey to have such a big reaction, and was so startled that he stopped suddenly and did not dare to saw anymore. At this moment, a man who looked like a manager in a navy blue suit hurriedly walked in and scolded, what are you doing? Isn't even a monkey's head sawn bad? The monkey yelled very loudly just now, and the guests dining out have already complained to you. The waiter pointed at the monkey awkwardly, whispered, the manager, not us, mainly the monkey, it was too troublesome. The manager glanced at the monkey. At this moment, the monkey's head was still bleeding. The monkey seemed to have anticipated the misfortune that he was about to face, and kept whining, as if asking for help from everyone. The manager sneered, isn't it easy to deal with a monkey? Go get the tools. The waiter nodded immediately and ran out of the private room. Next, in a cold spot, everyone on the scene stared at the monkey. The monkey continued to whine, tears and blood mixed together, soaking the hair on its face. To be honest, I didn't dare to look at the monkey's face, because its eyes looked miserable and helpless. Strangely, everyone present was sullen, only Mengmeng was still smiling, busy picking up vegetables for me and persuading me to eat more, but on this occasion, where can I have an appetite? But Mengmeng’s performance surprised me. She still held vegetables one by one chopsticks, eating very happily, as if the screaming monkey was air. Just when I was in shock, the waiter who had just gone to get things came back with a rubber hammer. He gave the rubber hammer to the manager. The manager put the rubber hammer in his hand and weighed it, as if trying to test the weight of the rubber hammer. Seeing the satisfied expression on the manager's face, I knew he was about to start. Sure enough, the manager raised the rubber hammer above the monkey's head, already planning to knock it down. However, before knocking down, he turned his face to look at Mengmeng, and asked thoughtfully, this lady, do you need to avoid it? I thought Mengmeng would walk out of the private room immediately, at least she would turn around, but her answer was, it’s okay. I often eat monkey brains. I see such things a lot. The manager nodded, gathered enough energy, and aimed at the monkey's head, tapped hard, and banged. After the monkey uttered a harsh scream, his head drooped and stopped moving. The manager was relieved to hand the rubber hammer to the waiter standing nearby, smiled, did you see it? Just do it next time and learn something. The waiter nodded repeatedly, yes, I see, thanks for the manager's personal demonstration. Mengmeng was happy to slap on the side, Manager, you are awesome. The last time I went to a teahouse to eat monkey brains, the waiter was really stupid. I guess he was a newcomer. The manager there told him to knock the monkey on the head. He knocked the monkey a dozen times before he didn’t knock the monkey to death. The monkey kept screaming, and everyone in the teahouse ran to scold him. The manager sneered, such an idiot, why not fire him? To knock a monkey to death, do I need to knock so many more? "