Black Powder Edible Guide

Jiang Minglang first called Qi Ke, he originally wanted to stay at Qi Ke's house for a few days.Unexpectedly, Qi Ke's mother knew about Qi Ke's broken leg and rushed to Qi Ke's house early to help him.After exchanging a few pleasantries, he hung up the phone. Just as he hung up the phone, Jiang Minglang heard his cheap nephew screaming ghostly through the wall.He came up angrily and changed his clothes, he opened the door and went straight out.

"Hmph." Jiang Lingyuan and Jiang Minglang had a temper tantrum, and when he saw Jiang Minglang standing outside the door, he snorted disdainfully.

Seeing this, Jiang Minglang's mother moved from the other side of the sofa to her husband's side. She persuaded softly: "Ling Yuan, Minglang, he is so tired and thin from busy work in the company every day. You have also restrained your temper." Come on, don't keep making things difficult for Qingming."

Jiang Minglang's mother was a pure and harmless woman like a virgin when he was a child.For the half of her life after she got married, all the focus of her life was on her son and her husband.Usually, Jiang Minglang and Jiang Lingyuan had any conflicts, and she was the one to mediate them.To her relief, Jiang Lingyuan concentrated on her after that, and did not go out to get entangled with other women.

"Look at him like that, is he a bit self-conscious about being a son? He is five years older than Junjun, Junjun has a wife and children now, look at him." Jiang Lingyuan drooped the corners of his mouth, looking at him with hostility Jiang Minglang. "A man in his 30s gets married and starts a business. Which one do you think he has?"

Those who knew knew that Jiang Minglang was Jiang Lingyuan's son, but those who didn't know would probably think that he was a distant relative of Jiang Lingyuan's family.It doesn't matter if it exists or not.

The confused smell of gunpowder in the air did not calm down Jiang Minglang's little nephew.Xiongzi's strength is the same as that of a nuclear power plant, and it seems that he will never run out. He is still yelling, and the sharp voice makes Jiang Minglang frown unconsciously.

"Mom." Jiang Minglang yelled, he ignored Jiang Lingyuan and said, "I have something to do, I won't sleep at home today."

"Minglang, your father is doing it for your own good." His mother softened her tone and persuaded Jiang Minglang.

This sentence has made his ears callous since he was a child.Since the two siblings went abroad after he grew up, he has rarely had conflicts with Jiang Lingyuan, and occasionally he can chat with this father for a joke when he is in a good mood.But now it's a critical moment for the company, and the old man doesn't seem to trust him at all.As soon as he saw the two siblings, he was disgusted physically, and even the expression on his face was full of evil spirits.

The more Jiang Minglang thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, he suddenly turned around and strode out.The miasma, breathing in the same space as those people made him sick.He didn't go far when he went out, when Jiang Lingyuan's distraught voice came from the house.Jiang Minglang snorted disdainfully, frowning ferociously, exactly the same as Jiang Lingyuan just now.

After leaving home, Jiang Minglang drove aimlessly on the street.The irritability is hidden in the bottom of my heart, and I can't get it out or stuff it.He let out a breath, parked the car in the underground garage of a supermarket, put some money in his pocket, got out of the car and looked for a food stall.Compared to bars, Jiang Minglang prefers to drink at food stalls.

He is allergic to alcohol and generally doesn't drink much.But when he was upset, he couldn't help but do a little bit of self-abuse.Even if he is the only one who abuses himself from the beginning to the end, he will feel comfortable after the abuse is over.When he arrived at the food stall, he casually ordered some barbecue, and then asked the boss to move a case of beer first.

The alcohol content of beer is low, no matter how you drink it, you shouldn't be able to drink it to death.

Jiang Minglang put away his mobile phone, and concentrated on eating the barbecue on the table. He opened a bottle of wine and poured it into his stomach in big gulps.He didn't eat dinner, so he ate something hot and spicy. It didn't take long for his stomach to complain.After a while, Jiang Minglang leaned over and vomited everything he ate and drank into the trash can.

Spicy things spewed out from his stomach, Jiang Minglang didn't guard against the spiciness in his throat.He took the beer on the table and gurgled down more than half of the bottle in his stomach to barely feel better.He vomited sporadically just now, and after vomiting, Jiang Minglang suddenly lost his appetite.Coupled with the throbbing pain in his stomach, he couldn't get up looking at the oily barbecue on the table.

Jiang Minglang felt very uncomfortable, he didn't care about the obsessed with cleanliness, he just wiped the tabletop with a paper towel and lay down on the tabletop.After lying down for almost half an hour, the proprietress thought he was drunk, so she specially called the boss who was wearing a floral shirt over.

"Hey, young man, are you okay?" The proprietress came over and tapped her fingers on the table lightly.

She has seen countless drunks in the past few years since the food stall opened, some of them wanted to pretend to be asleep, and some came to get drunk.She glanced at a case of beer at Jiang Minglang's feet, and poured it down after just one bottle. Where did this young man get the confidence to ask her for a case?

She yelled, and the young man on the table remained motionless as if he was asleep.

In fact, Jiang Minglang could hear it, but he had a stomach ache and just didn't want to move.Finally, just when the proprietress was about to pull her hands, Jiang Minglang raised his head falsely.

"how much is it?"

Now it was the proprietress' turn to be dumbfounded, this person was quite straightforward.She stretched out her hand to count. "Wrap this case of beer for one hundred and fifty." After she finished speaking, she wanted to leave, but when she saw the young man's face turned pale and his lips purple, she poured it back.She pushed away her husband who was standing on the side watching the play, while she stood on the side and looked at this abnormal boy.

"Handsome guy, what's wrong with you?" Most people who run small businesses are honest and kind, although some are not very kind.But the proprietress belonged to the one in the front. Although she didn't want to be nosy, she still couldn't help asking.

Jiang Minglang nodded slightly, "Well, my stomach hurts."

"Stomach pain, you still come here to drink beer, don't die!" The proprietress quickly entered the room, and she got some warm water and stomach medicine for Jiang Minglang.In the early years, she traveled with her husband to the north and south, and did not pay attention to her health. She suffered from a whole body of problems, and she was often tortured by stomach problems.Looking at the boy's face, she knew that he was definitely not feeling well right now.

The proprietress put the water and medicine on the table, and she reached out and patted Jiang Minglang's shoulder. "I brought you some medicine, you should take it quickly."

Jiang Minglang was in pain, he didn't want to do anything, including taking medicine.But he is not good at taking away people's kindness, after all, he made it himself.It's funny to say that he is in his 30s and still doing things that only junior high school students can do.If Jiang Lingyuan found out, he would probably be so angry that he would blow his beard and stare.

He slowly got up, peeled off the medicine on the table and threw it into his mouth, then took a water glass and poured several mouthfuls of warm water into his stomach.

"Miss Boss, can I lie down here for a while?" Jiang Minglang looked at Mistress Boss vainly, he has no strength to lift his eyelids now.

The proprietress nodded, "I can only lie down for a while."

With the master's consent, Jiang Mingping immediately lay down on the table again.

The proprietress was still worried, she stood in front of the table for a while and then said again: "I'll call for you, and someone will pick you up."

This kid looked like a stubborn donkey.After finishing speaking, the proprietress took Jiang Minglang's mobile phone from the table by herself, and to her surprise, the mobile phone did not have a password.

And there are several missed calls.

Is this a quarrel with someone?No wonder a guy came running over to order a case of beer.The proprietress glanced at Jiang Minglang, she raised her hand and clicked on the missed call.

This uneasy guest has to be cleaned up quickly.This is a small business for her.