Youjia Inn

Chapter 42 The God of Cookery? 8

"Hiss—" Xiaodao raised his eyelids with great effort, his head was still groggy, his body was like a piece of flesh chopped by a blunt knife, his pain was numb, his soul seemed to be separated from his body, and he couldn't use any strength. The scenery flickered left and right, making it difficult to see clearly.

Vaguely saw a ball of fire jumping continuously in front of my eyes, a shelf was set up on the fire, there was something to cook on the shelf, and there was a figure behind the fire, which seemed to be a man.

"Are you awake? That's right, drink the medicine." The man transferred the medicine on the shelf into a broken bowl and handed it to the knife.

Xiaodao wanted to straighten his upper body, but he struggled for a long time, but he only moved his right hand slightly, and all other parts of his body did not obey his control.

"Hey, forget it, don't move." The man put the bowl aside first, walked over, held the knife, and let his upper body lean against the wall.

"Many, thank you." Xiao Dao's voice was hoarse, feeling a mouthful of sand rubbing up and down in his throat.

"I've never seen such a miserable situation. Every good piece of meat on your body, you owe usurious people. When I came out of this ruined temple this morning, I saw a half-dead man lying on the road, but I was shocked. .”

As the man spoke, he held up the knife, brought the bowl to the mouth of the knife, tilted it at an angle, and the liquid medicine slowly slid down the knife's throat.

The taste of the potion is bitter, but for Xiao Dao at this time, it is no less than Yangzhi Ganlu.

With water in his stomach, the dry and tight throat felt better, Xiaodao thanked the man in a low voice.

"Hey, you're welcome, I'm fine too." The man said, "Do you need any help from me? Can you go by yourself?"

"No, no need." Xiaodao replied, without further restraint.It was just meeting by chance, others can help you, it is already your blessing, there is no need to ask for anything more.

The man glanced at the knife half leaning against the wall, took out a piece of cold biscuit from the package behind him, put it in the broken bowl, and said, "I think you're all right, it's just some skin trauma, young man?" , The body is resistant to beatings. After a while, the fever subsides, and after a rest, I can walk by myself.

This land is in the outskirts of Beijing, remember, walk east along this road for half an hour and you will be able to return to the capital.

After returning to the capital, let's find a medical clinic to have a look.You haven't eaten anything this morning, you must be hungry, so let's put the biscuits here, so you can fill your stomach. "

While talking, the man packed up the things around him. He didn’t have many things, just a few things. He could leave at any time by stuffing them into his luggage. He probably rested in this ruined temple last night. He was about to leave this morning, but he was caught The knife was delayed all morning.

"Farewell, little brother." The man said goodbye politely.

"Yeah. Good voyage." Xiaodao pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled awkwardly.

The man nodded, turned and left.

After lying down for about an hour, Xiaodao felt less uncomfortable, and his strength returned to the body along the meridians.Xiaodao supported the wall and stood up, drinking the little medicine left in the broken pot as water.

It should be that I'm hungry and over the meal point, and I feel that I can still pass the rice in my belly.

As a top cook, Xiao Dao still has high requirements for food. His tongue and stomach resisted food like this kind of hard and cold food that he didn’t know came from the “big hand” of the hawker, even if he barely swallowed it. If you go down, you might have to spit it out too.

But it's not good to throw it away, after all, it's a kindness of people, so keep it as a souvenir.

Xiaodao put the cake in his arms, and walked on the way back without stopping.

Stopping and walking, dawdling for two hours, Xiaodao saw the gate of Donglai Building.

Donglai Building is still the same as usual, business is booming, there are a lot of people, and guests come and go.

Echoing everything that happened from last night to now, Xiaodao felt a sense of trance, as if he had a dream. Until now, Xiaodao couldn't believe that anyone would want to kill him.

Is it because I usually do things too ostentatiously, I am just telling the truth?Who did he offend?

Alas, if you think about it carefully, there are a lot of people, the cooks on the first floor of Zhengxing Building, a bunch of cooks from Donglai Building, and restaurants that I have been to before. Every time I go to a place, I will offend the people there.

Did you not bother me before because you stayed too short?

Xiaodao smiled wryly, forget it, I don’t want to participate in the lives of human beings, and I don’t want to have too much entanglement with them, so let’s just leave it at that.

"The shopkeeper." Xiaodao stepped into the gate of Donglai Building.

"Hey, my mother, how dare you come here from the mourning family? Hurry up, hurry up."

The shopkeeper's words were disgusted, and he waved at the knife like chasing flies.The day before, one mouthful and one pro-ancestor, it was too late to curry favor, but it was only one day, how did he become a mourner?Changing faces is faster than turning pages.

"Why are you still staying in the store? Don't get in the way. I still have to do business. If you don't leave, I will ask someone to ask you to leave." The shopkeeper said impatiently.

"Oh, I want to see Master Zhou again and say goodbye to him." Xiaodao suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Yo, I'm not happy anymore." The shopkeeper snorted coldly, "I advise you, don't cause trouble for Master Zhou, you are just trouble now, no restaurant will want you again, and no cook is willing to contact you. You. Hurry up and get away, maybe you can find a job in some unknown restaurant."

"Master Zhou, where are you?" Xiaodao's tone suddenly cooled down, coupled with that sharp knife-like gaze, it still had a bluffing effect.

"Yo, yo, yo, I've learned to be scary." The shopkeeper patted his chest pretendingly, "I don't even look at your miserable appearance. I usually treat you politely because you still have some talent. Now... come on. people!"

With the shopkeeper's order, two thugs appeared at lightning speed, and they dragged away with their knives.

"Master Zhou!"

"Don't call, it's useless to call, he is on vacation today!"

The knife was thrown into the street again, on all fours as before.Pedestrians passing by cast their curious eyes over and left with a clear look.

Alas, isn't it just a beggar who has no money to eat and was kicked out? Now the stinky beggar is so shameless, he enters through the gate majestically, and it would be hell if he didn't get thrown out.

Xiaodao lay face up on the street for a while, and struggled to get up when the pain subsided.

Facing the pedestrians coming and going, Xiaodao was at a loss.Everyone has a place to go, but Knife doesn't know where to go.

The only people who made Xiao Dao want to meet again in the capital were Master Zhou and Master Master.Ha, coincidentally, Master Zhou is on vacation today.

Go to his house to find him?Xiaodao has been with Master Zhou for so long that he doesn't even know where his home is.

Master, ha, Xiaodao has done such an exaggerated thing, he is ashamed to step into the gate of Zhengxing building again.

Wait until tomorrow!Master Zhou will be able to go to work tomorrow.Xiaodao dragged his feet and turned to a secluded alley near Donglai Building, found a secluded corner and sat down, preparing to get through the day in a daze.

It's almost meal time, and the hunger is even more reflected in the silence. The only thing Xiaodao feels now is hunger.

Sure enough, it's not that I'm not hungry, it's not time yet.It may be nothing to be hungry for the first time, but when you are hungry for the second time, especially when a person is physically and mentally exhausted, wow, that is heart-wrenching, overwhelming.

This was the first time Xiaodao had such a strong sense of hunger since he was a cook.The instinct of his body told him that he should go for food.

His sense of smell became exceptionally developed, and the various scents in the air told him which way to go.

Donglailou didn't dare to expect extravagantly, Xiaodao followed the smell and walked to a wonton stall at the other end of the alley.

The stall owner lowered his head and wrapped the wontons. When he saw a customer coming, he habitually blurted out and asked what he was eating.

Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, he raised his head and glanced at the knife.Seeing Xiaodao's messy and dirty face, he asked again with a forced smile: "A bowl of wonton costs two dollars, sir, have you brought any money?"

Xiaodao touched his waist subconsciously.The waist is empty, and the wallet has long been lost.

With an embarrassed expression on his face, Xiaodao said, "No, I didn't bring it."

"I didn't bring you anything to eat. My small stall does not accept credit or does charity. Go, go!" The stall owner rolled his eyes, his smile disappeared, and his tone was full of disgust and disgust.

Xiaodao turned around in embarrassment and recalled the stall owner's words.

Not for charity?Did he treat me like a beggar? Really, if it weren't for the fact that your wontons smelled good, do you think I would come over? If it were normal, you wouldn't even be qualified to give me food.

When I went back, I didn't know what happened. Even though the food smelled like it was not qualified to be imported, Xiaodao chose a road full of roadside stalls.As a result, of course, I got a lot of rollicking and cursing all the way.

Alas, Xiaodao sighed, I also experienced the coldness of human feelings overnight.

Xiao Dao, who returned to the deep alley, was dumbfounded. Sure enough, he knew how to choose a place. Sure enough, he left for a while, and there was a beggar named Hua Zijiu occupying the magpie's nest.

"As you go, as you go, there is no place for you." The beggar glared at the knife viciously.

Xiaodao shook his head. As a disabled person with zero combat effectiveness, he should be more peaceful.

Things like bad luck always like to surprise people so much.

For example, when Xiaodao was walking, he tripped over a protruding stone on the ground.

For another example, he happened to trip over the knife.For another example, the dry biscuit that Xiaodao didn't drop sooner or later, but it just fell out at this time, and then for example, that beggar just didn't have much to eat tonight.Wow, what a joy.

There seemed to be a green light in the beggar's eyes, and he swallowed at the small-knife sesame seed cake: "Hey, boy, pick up your sesame seed cake and give it to me."

Xiaodao quickly picked up the biscuits and held them in front of his chest, ready to run away.If there is no accident, the ugly biscuits will be Xiaodao's first bite of food today.

However, due to lack of physical strength, Xiaodao was chased by the beggar as soon as he walked a few steps.

The beggar pulled the knife over with a fierce look in his eyes.The knife protects the cake tightly without revealing anything.

"I'm telling you, hand over the cake, or else, you're welcome!"

In front of the knife, the beggar turned his wrist, loosened his muscles and bones, and then clenched his hands into fists.as big as half a face;

His fist occupied the sight of the knife.

The anger in his heart soared upwards, he clenched his teeth, and the knife also yelled back viciously: "No!"

Unceremoniously, he smashed his fist on the door in front of Xiaodao, and Xiaodao fell to the ground with stars in his eyes.

The beggar squatted down, held the small knife and split the sesame seed cake with his fingers one by one, snatched the cake contentedly, and before turning around, he did not forget to mend the feet of the dead dog on the ground with the knife.

I don't know where the strength came from, the knife bounced off the ground, picked up a brick on the ground, and hit the back of the beggar's head.

The beggar didn't expect that the knife could still get up, and was hit by the knife to the ground.Xiaodao picked up the dusty sesame seed cake, and reached out to sniff the beggar.

Oh, not dead.The knife didn't stop, and left the alley holding the cake and leaning on the wall.

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