At the door of this small shop was an old man wearing gray coarse cloth clothes, looking lazy, with his hands in his sleeves, and a cigarette pole in his mouth.

The cigarette pole is such a luxury, but when I looked closely, the pole was made of plastic and thought it was okay, and the rough tobacco leaves, because they are easy to transport, are much cheaper than packaged cigarettes.

From when I walked in, to staying in front of him, to approaching the shop, he only raised his eyelids and looked at me, but he didn't speak until the beginning, very arrogant and lazy.

An interesting old human man.

Thinking of this, I found a seat in this small shop and sat down.

This small shop is very small, and there is no unnecessary terrain after six tables.

The table is a stone table, and the stool is also a stone bench, but a thick layer of lizard skin is laid on the stool, which is not so cold to sit on.

The table is also clean, without the greasy feeling of wooden tables. The wall is luxuriously covered with white mud, and there are dungeon specialties hanging on it, which are photos of rubbing on thin skin (paper is also a luxury item).

Looking at the figures on the thin skin, I suddenly felt that I might not be able to talk to the shop owner because his aesthetic taste is of the same level as Ye Xiao, right? I like the kind of banshee with a strong bloodline. For example, this very old thin skin with a little curled edge is pasted in front of me. What is the rubbing on it? Is the hippo?

I can't see clearly, nor can I tell whether it is a pig or a hippo?

At this time, a waiter came to greet me. He was still a human, young and lazy. He walked over and pretended to dance at the table in front of me for a few times. He didn't know if it was wiped, so he asked, "Sir, what do you want to eat?"

"What do you have here?" I asked back.

The waiter in the shop said enthusiastically: "Mushrooms, fish, and lizard meat. They taste good, let's have a serving?"

"Is that broth at the door the same?" When I entered the door, I smelled the broth very nicely. Unlike the ordinary dungeons, the giant lizard meat that is mainly composed of is still another meat, and it always has a strong earthy smell.

In fact, the fish in the dungeon are good, but they lack fishy things such as onion, ginger, garlic, and orange peel, which are not raw and cut like sea fish, so they generally have a strong fishy smell. Only wealthy families can cook it with enough seasonings.

"Is the broth at the door?" A thoughtful look appeared in the waiter's eyes, but it soon disappeared again, still looking lazy, and said sorry: "I'm sorry, sir. We don't sell that broth. It was a nobleman who saw that we had good skills and entrusted us to cook it for him. Every day, he would send a pot to his house."

I didn't say anything, and I began to feel that this small shop was extraordinary, and the waiter suddenly asked me: "Late night menu?"

"What?" I was sure I heard it correctly, but the waiter of the shop had stretched and said, "Haha": "Ask you if you want a menu? When you come to the shop, do you want something to eat? The broth at the door is not sold."

He emphasized another sentence.

I think he is fooling me, but I am here to meet people, not to cause trouble, so I can only say: "Then give me a portion of your signature dish, right? By the way, I want a bowl of hot soup, and I'll give me a bowl of hot soup for the pot of broth at the door? The soup is fine, I will pay a good price, and you just need to add some water to the pot."

"There's no choice, the customer. I hope you don't cause trouble for us. Don't make any more of that soup." The waiter's tone was already a little rude.

I wanted to get angry, but I held back. What kind of service attitude is this? I can only say: "Then I still need a bowl of hot soup."

People in the dungeon lack vegetables and don’t have many seasonings, so they don’t have the habit of drinking soup. Rice soup is the best soup they think. Most people are clear water. The water quality in the dungeon is very good and very sweet. As a person from the ground world, I miss hot soup very much.

The dish I asked would be ready soon.

A plate of cutters is very good, with thin sliced ​​meat, and a rare dish of soy sauce, with a little chili noodles inside.

The soup was also served, a bowl of big bone soup, which was not as attractive as the pot of soup at the door, but at least it did not have any earthy smell.

This is very fresh, and the people in the dungeon are very rough. Generally speaking, even the meat from the ground is eaten large pieces. If you are willing to make some slices of meat, there are very few shredded meat, let alone any dipping saucer.

I won't say anything about soup.

I originally drank a lot of wine and had no appetite, but when I saw this freshness, I became more interested in this small shop. So I picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in finely, and put it into my mouth.

It's actually good! The taste is still giant lizard meat, but without the earthy smell, it adds a particularly delicate and tender texture. It is very suitable with a dip dish with a little spicy flavor.

I was used to the various meats in the ground world, and suddenly I found that this giant lizard meat was delicious. As long as the earthy smell was removed, I could eat it fresh.

People in the dungeon like to pickle it to save seasonings and facilitate storage, which is actually a waste of resources.

I ate several slices in a row before I picked up the soup and took a sip. The soup was also very good. Although it was not as tempting as the fragrance, it was steaming and had no strange smell. It also had a faint meaty aroma and a little spicy. I sensitively noticed that the soup was made of a little shredded ginger in this bowl, which made it taste like this.

It seems that there is still a place to eat good food in the dungeon.

I quickly forgot to wait for someone here, and I concentrated on eating what I saw. After drinking a lot of wine, it was very comfortable to drink it with a bowl of hot soup.

Just as I was about to finish the food in front of me, two footsteps finally sounded at the door.

I didn't look back, knowing that the person I was waiting for was coming. It was at this moment that a gust of wind blew in front of me. The lazy waiter rushed out and shouted respectfully: "Mr. Du, Boss Zhang."

Accompanied by the waiter's voice, the old man who had been silent at the door also spoke: "Are you here? Is it still the same rule?"

"Well, the old rules. But, Old Meng, are you just greeting my guests like this? Such a crude diet?" A soft voice sounded in the shop. The sound was very comfortable, soft, but there was a kind of majesty, saying it was majestic, but there was a kind of intimacy.

In short, just listening to this voice, I feel that the person who comes is a very leadership-capable person, which is extraordinary.

I finally had a look back, but at this time, the two figures had already walked in front of me, sat down next to me and opposite me.

Sitting next to him was Mr. Du, who had a expressionless "dead face", which seemed to affect his appetite, but I have to admit that the person sitting opposite me was very handsome and elegant. He was the mainstream handsome man of the Chinese people in the 1950s and 1960s, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, righteousness, and gentleness.

Judging from his appearance, although he is old, time cannot completely erase his former appearance. He should be able to attract many girls when he is young.

He was wearing a simple Tang suit. In my impression, I had never seen this person, but he just gave me a familiar feeling.

I was about to speak when the waiter had arrived at our table. He no longer had the lazy look he had before. Instead, he took the things I hadn't finished eating on the table, and said to me in a stack of words: "I'm sorry, sorry. I don't know that you are Boss Zhang's guest, sir."

"It doesn't matter." What else can I say besides this? Can't you say that your meal is the most suitable meal I have in the dungeon?

"Actually, I can't blame me completely. I said that he didn't know the late night menu at all." The waiter muttered.

"Ask for a beating." Mr. Du whispered to him.

The man who was called Boss Zhang looked at Mr. Du. What was strange was that Mr. Du lowered his head and said with a little embarrassed look: "It was my negligence, I just wanted to notify him. But I didn't mention the specific matters of this store. After all, there were eyes and ears around me, so I dare not say too much to him."

Boss Zhang frowned and gave people a lot of pressure, but after listening to the explanation, he gave people the feeling of sunshine.

This kind of person's natural leadership temperament is difficult for people not to follow his steps. Even I think this person's temperament can slightly affect me.

"Okay, you're too careful. However, I think Brother Ye, you won't mind such a small matter, right?" He looked at me and smiled. The years left two deep marks on his cheeks. When he was young, there should be a wine vortex there? In short, it looks a little more majestic now.

I really admire me. At this time, I still have the heart to observe these things. In fact, there should be a storm in my heart, but I can still calmly take out the smoke.

Boss Zhang took action at this time, and he was not slow to move. He reached out to me, but I subconsciously grabbed his hand: "Don't move, I'm very nervous now, and you'd better say something."

At this time, Mr. Du was obviously unhappy and said to me: "Do you know who you are treating like this? If a young man is itchy and wants to fight, I will find a place and there will definitely be no one to disturb me. You can use all your skills to fight me, and it doesn't matter if you use the spirit-swallowing flames. Ye Zhengling!"

Even he knew? I felt very bad in my heart, but I said, "What are you doing? I will help you. And, how do I know who he is?"

"Boss Zhang? As long as you are a cultivator, you should have done business with him. His business connects ordinary people and cultivators, runs through the east and the west, and naturally you can go from the ground to the underground. Your master is also a guest of Boss Zhang, so why don't you know Boss Zhang?" Mr. Du's tone was a little blamed.

At this time, I could no longer make any noise, but Boss Zhang gently broke away from my hand, took out a pack of cigarette from his arms, put it in my hand, and said with a smile: "I have no other meaning, I admire you very much. You like smoking, but just telling you not to smoke your own. Why not try the one I smoke?"
Chapter completed!