Chapter 223 The Bone Chopping Sword
"Xiaoxiao, the day after tomorrow will be our game." Pingyang's voice was gentle and tempting at the other end of the phone.
"Yes!" Xiaoxiao was puzzled. Sister Pingyang had the best relationship with Chen Suqing, and she should call Chen Suqing even if she called. How could she call her? Does Pingyang like him? Xiaoxiao thought about Pingyang in red, with her seductive face and figure, and her heart suddenly itched, and her saliva did not stay.[]
"Just remember. Last time you came to us, didn't you say that when we went to Tiandu, you prepared a table of unique food for us? I've been waiting for your table of food for a year. Don't let me down when I arrive tomorrow afternoon."
Xiaoxiao was stupid, and even Pingyang didn't know when the phone was hung up. Xiaoxiao had a pair of small squinting eyes, but now she was staring like a bull's eyes. She asked her teammates around her in disbelief: "I said this?"
The fat man and the others looked confused. When they went to Hong Chili to play away last time, Redondo and the others were too enthusiastic. The men of Shen Zi were all confused. Not to mention that they didn't know what they had said, they didn't even know what they had said.
Xiaoxiao looked at Chen Suqing, and after Chen Suqing nodded, Xiaoxiao let out a heartbreaking moan.
Chen Suqing also felt that his little heart was not completely broken enough and said, "You brag at that time and demeaned Sichuan cuisine to be worthless. He said that when Sister Pingyang and the others came, they would let them taste what real food was, so that they could not be arrogant when they were in a well and were arrogant."
Not only Xiaoxiao was stunned, but even Fatty and the others were stunned when they heard Chen Suqing's words. Chinese diet stands at the top of the world's diet, Sichuan diet stands at the top of the Chinese diet. The last time the Red Chili Pepper invited Fatty and the others to have a banquet, but it still made Fatty and the others unforgettable. Xiaoxiao even said that the food could not enter his mouth, and the cowhide bragged directly broke through the sky and into the clouds.
"Xiaoxiao, you're crazy." The fat man shook his head, his eyes full of pity, and he saw the mercy of a mentally retarded child.
"I quit drinking, and if I drink, I will be my grandson. Boss, save my brother. The food in that restaurant in Tiandu is of high quality. If you spend money, I will treat it as losing money and avoid disaster."
Liu Liantao thought to himself: "If you can quit drinking, I will be my grandson." However, Liu Liantao did not say it, but answered a small question seriously: "We have all the restaurants of high-end quality, and we have all the restaurants of great food."
The fat man interrupted, "Food culture requires historical heritage. Tiandu has a long history. The city was built during the Warring States Period. But Tiandu was in a bitter and cold place before. To put it bluntly, it was a poor place. Either exiled prisoners or were occupied by foreign races. The mice were so poor that they burst into tears when they came in. Where did the long-standing food culture come from? I would like to give you an idea: Don't stop when they come, just take them to Beijing, don't eat Beijing cuisine, Beijing cuisine is nonsense. Go to Beijing to eat Shandong cuisine, and there are many top Shandong cuisine chefs in Beijing. If you want to know which one is good, I will call my uncle now. My uncle is a standard gourmet. The restaurant dishes introduced to you are absolutely authentic, but the price is definitely expensive, and you have to pay a few months' salary."
Xiaoxiao’s monthly salary is not worth 5,000 yuan now, but the monthly salary is only tens of thousands. Xiaoxiao may not feel sorry for taking out tens of thousands to eat for a meal, but Chen Suqing, who has been used to suffering since childhood, felt sorry for Xiaoxiao first. Chen Suqing patted the fat man: "What are you talking nonsense!" Then he turned to Xiaoxiao and said, "Don't listen to the fat man's nonsense. Tomorrow, Sister Pingyang and the others will come, and invite them to have a similar meal. Just drink a glass of wine at the dinner table and apologize. No one will really take your drunken words that day seriously. Remember to drink less in the future, don't be as if you are dead."
Xiaoxiao lowered her eyebrows and nodded: "It's still fat sister-in-law who feels sorry for me." When it comes to the fat man, Xiaoxiao didn't lower her eyebrows and eyes, but had a fierce look on her face: "Damn fat man, I want to deceive me to treat you to dinner, but I actually came up with such a bad idea. If it weren't for the fat sister-in-law's face, I would have to make a hole in your head."
Everyone laughed, and Xiaoxiao did say a word about the fat man's sinister intention. The fat man's idea was not to help Xiaoxiao regain his face, but to have a meal with him.
Things settled, and in a blink of an eye, everyone returned home and enjoyed this rare holiday. Apart from the staff of various departments, there was only a small person left in the club.
When Xiaoxiao was studying, there were only two activities during the holidays, one was drinking and the other was dota. But now Xiaoxiao has become a professional player, and her love for dota is far less enthusiastic than when she was studying. Every day, she will be beaten to vomit until she is vomiting. After finally having a day off, she naturally needs to relax and choose to take a shower.
It is necessary to explain that the bathing mentioned here does not have any impure behavior. Xiaoxiao wants to be impure, but he does not have the courage. This can also confirm that the fat man, Liu Liantao and the others are indeed good people. If Xiaoxiao was in the Hot Sauce Team and was teammates with those Viking warriors, he would probably have called three or four girls to take a bath together.
A pure bath is also very comfortable. Soaking in hot water can wash away all your fatigue and worries. Whenever Xiaoxiao walks into the bathroom, she feels that the pressure that has been pressing her heart hard has disappeared, but this time, for some reason, it has lost its previous effect. Lying in the bathtub, Xiaoxiao still feels so upset.
"Men's promise, your mom is so fucking." Xiaoxiao slapped Shuihua and muttered.
When Xiaoxiao was very young, Xiaoxiao's father kept educating others that was unfaithful and unfavorable. When a man spitted, he had to be a nail. Although Xiaoxiao did not do anything right, he never broke his promise to others. This time Xiaoxiao didn't want to break his promise, and he didn't want to break his promise in front of Pingyang.
A man can be embarrassed if he breaks his promise, but he cannot break his promise in front of a woman; he cannot break his promise in front of a beautiful woman; he cannot break his promise in front of a beautiful woman he likes. This is also one of Xiao Xiao's principles of conduct. Of course, the third rule of this behavior can be ignored. For ordinary people, as long as he likes a woman he likes, he likes a woman he likes.
No matter what, Pingyang is a woman, a beautiful woman, a beautiful woman he likes. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way, Xiaoxiao would never want to break her promise in front of Pingyang and would be embarrassing.
"Do you really want to take them to Beijing?" Xiaoxiao thought for a while and dispelled this idea. Xiaoxiao felt sorry for money, but for the sake of face, he could endure the pain and spend money. The key is that this matter cannot be solved simply by spending money. Even if he is willing to spend money to invite everyone to Beijing for a meal, the coaches of the two teams will definitely not allow it.
It's okay to have a meal all day, but if you go to Beijing for dinner, even if you can come back in the middle of the night, how can you play the next day's game? Doing this is simply a joke to use your career as a joke. Not to mention that the coaches of both sides disagree, I'm afraid that neither Pingyang nor Chen Suqing will agree.
Xiaoxiao thought about it and definitely couldn't go to Beijing. I guess it was impossible to go to nearby counties and cities. The location could only be set in Tiandu, but Tiandu can't find a chef who can make top-notch food.
"His grandma's, a golden phoenix can be hatched in the chicken coop, and a beautiful girl can be produced in the shampooing room on the roadside. I don't believe that there is no top chef in this small place in Tiandu." Xiaoxiao was so angry that she wiped the water from her body, put on her clothes and walked out directly, looking for the god-level chef hidden in somewhere.
In a small imagination, a god-level chef should have sighing stubble and murderous eyes. The white apron under his crotch is painted with Yin-Yang Tai Chi patterns. When the chef cooks, the Tai Chi diagram will twist and circle, symbolizing the ups and downs, symbolizing the mountains and peaks, and symbolizing all things in the world.
Okay, I'm off topic again. I have to tell myself that this is a dota competitive + life novel, without any fantasy and fairy tale. Although Xiaoxiao is the king of personal character, his character will definitely not be good. I meet a chef who has come from the prehistoric world.
The way to find a chef when looking at an apron is not feasible. Xiaoxiao can only use the stupidest and most intuitive method to taste it!
From 5pm to 9pm, Xiaoxiao walked from the east to the west of the city, from the south to the north of the city, and when he encountered a restaurant that was decorated well and had never eaten before, he walked in to smell the fragrance or ordered a dish. Xiaoxiao walked through the road and ate more than 20 dishes, but the result was...
The fat man’s experience from childhood to adulthood has already told Xiaoxiao that the so-called strange people are nonsense. After walking through these more than 30 restaurants, the best dishes can only be received by a very delicious review, which is very delicious, that’s all.
While burping, Xiaoxiao walked towards the club and encountered a cold drink shop. Xiaoxiao walked in with a glass of ice cream to help digestion. After taking a bite of ice cream, Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly lit up. The ice cream was very good, sweet and soft, and it was definitely no worse than those expensive brand ice creams. Xiaoxiao's eyes darkened again, because what he was looking for was not a top ice cream shop but a top restaurant.
A woman has a special stunt called turning grief and anger into appetite. Although Xiaoxiao is not a woman, he also has this special stunt. He was so depressed that he ate five ice creams until he felt cold in his hands and feet that he walked out of the cold drink shop.
There was a wind outside, and it felt even colder on this cold winter night.
When he returned to the dormitory, Xiaoxiao got up at the warm quilt, but he got up at twelve o'clock in the morning. It was not because he remembered it, but because his painful belly forced him to get up.
Perhaps the dishes in a restaurant were not clean, perhaps the dishes in all restaurants were not clean, or perhaps Xiaoxiao had eaten too much ice cream, from twelve o'clock to one hour, Xiaoxiao pulled it four times, and pulled Xiaoxiao's face to a pale yellow and her legs were weak.
After taking two tablets of fluphenolic acid and waiting for another half an hour, Xiaoxiao finally felt that her stomach no longer hurts, so she fell asleep again and slept until ten o'clock in the morning.
After Xiaoxiao got up and washed up, he found a major problem. The food he ate yesterday was not in his stomach today, and he was hungry again.
In the past six months, Xiaoxiao has developed a habit. She wants to be fat chef when she is greedy, and wants to be fat chef when she is hungry. When she thinks of the fat chef's ingenious craftsmanship, which turns decay into magical cooking skills...
Xiaoxiao slapped himself in the face, widened his eyes and kept calling himself stupid. With Fat Chef, who is here, why are you looking for the chef of Yin-Yang Apron?
The pain on his face did not affect Xiaoxiao's good mood at all. He said in his heart that he was saved. The top-notch food came out. Maybe Pingyang would secretly fall in love with him because of this meal and promised him. Xiaoxiao walked towards the fat chef's dormitory while yy.
"Big fat, big fat!"
No one agreed, so Xiaoxiao pushed the door of Fat Chef's dormitory. As expected, the door of Fat Chef was not locked on the bed and snored. Outside the quilt, a thigh as thick as a furry pillar was exposed.
"Big fat, big fat!" Xiaoxiao shouted softly at the head of the fat chef's bed. He knew that this chef had a bad temper when he was sleeping.
Xiaoxiao was wrong. It was not that the fat chef had a bad temper when he was sleeping, but that he had a bad temper. The fat chef directly picked up the 40-centimeter-long bone-cutting knife next to the pillow and slid it around Xiaoxiao's neck: "Get out!"
Chapter completed!