Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 1180
The place where the two of them lived was an inn called Meilin Xiaoqi.The reason why I live here is because of the name.

In the accommodation industry where there are so-and-so guest houses and such-and-such big hotels everywhere, this name is particularly attractive to them.

It's just that after I moved in, I realized that this store has nothing to do with Merlin, and it has nothing to do with an inn, it's just a mid-range guest house.It's just that staying is staying, and there's nothing to be hypocritical about, isn't it just sleeping?Sleep everywhere.

But as soon as he lay down after eating, someone knocked on the door. When he opened the door, it turned out to be a pretty young woman.

Yang Geyong opened the door, he looks a bit fierce.The woman was obviously a little afraid of him, and murmured, do you want a massage service?
Yang Geyong was in a daze, wondering when the hotel had such a business?Ye Yuze naturally understood what the woman was doing, but he rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Okay, but you have to call someone over and tell her to bring mahjong."

This time, she changed to a woman with a dazed look on her face, seeing that she didn't know what was wrong.Ye Yuze pointed to the phone: "Don't be inked, call someone quickly, the fee will be halved if you are late."

The woman hesitated for a while, but still called out.Soon, another woman came in with a puzzled look on her face.

Ye Yuze and the others booked a business room with tables outside.So the four of them opened up the battlefield and started fighting.

Originally, neither Ye Yuze nor Yang Geyong knew Sichuan mahjong, and there would be no two young ladies who devoted themselves to teaching them, so naturally they learned it quickly.

When the light came on outside the window, the two young ladies remembered the purpose of their trip, what did they want to say?
Ye Yuze pointed to the money on the table: "It's a lot, the tuition fee we taught this evening is enough for your service fee."

The two young ladies looked at the money and then at Ye Yuze.Then he picked up the money and thanked him happily and left.

Before leaving, he left mahjong to Ye Yuze and the others, saying it was a souvenir, since bamboo is worthless anyway.

After the two left, the two of them were also sleepy, so they just fell asleep and woke up at noon, so they went out to find something to eat.Far from the hotel, a signboard with couple's lung slices appeared in front of the two.

Seeing that there are dumplings and spicy rabbit heads in the store, I ordered dumplings. As for the rabbit head, the two of them looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out where to eat some meat?Also gave up.

When the dumplings came, the two of them were a little dumbfounded. There were only five or six dumplings in the bowl. The dumplings were very beautiful, with thin skin and big filling. If the skin is thin, you can see what is inside the bread?But with this amount, I don't know if the boss is going to feed chickens or people?
Yang Geyong has already had experience in this matter, and directly shouted to the boss: "According to this amount, ten servings will be put in one pot, and two pots will be served."

The boss scratched his ears in confusion, thinking he had heard wrong.After Yang Geyong said it again, he nodded firmly.He entered the kitchen with a dull expression.

The couple's lung slices finally arrived. Not to mention, the rice bowl here is small, but the portion of the dishes is not small.

The two ate a few chopsticks in a row and then looked at each other. Yang Geyong asked the boss again: "What we are waiting for is husband and wife lung slices. Why do you have beef heart, beef tongue, and cowhide, but there are no lung slices?"

The boss couldn't bear it anymore: "There is a wife cake in Zhejiang, do you know? There is no room for a wife in it, it's made by the wife."

Yang Geyong scratched his head: "Liar, what other people's wives make can be called wife cake, but yours isn't made of cow lungs?"

The boss stared for a long time, and suddenly sat down on the stool, he didn't want to talk anymore.At this time, the proprietress just came out with two basins, and when she saw the proprietor angrily, she asked him what was the matter?
The boss turned his head and looked away, but he didn't speak anyway.

In fact, Ye Yuze also wanted to know the answer. Originally, he thought it was like Beijiang's noodle lungs, cut into slices and stir-fried or mixed. Who would have thought that this thing has nothing to do with lungs at all.

But to be honest, the taste is not bad, and the two of them ate it up in a while.Then clean up the dumplings, settle accounts and leave.

The boss waited for the two people to walk out of the store, and quickly stood up and came to their table. He wanted to know if the dumplings were finished?
It turned out that there was really no one left, so I stopped being angry for a moment. It turned out that they were not looking for trouble, but really edible?

The proprietress found him standing there in a daze, and asked him what was going on?The boss said the reason.

The proprietress scolded angrily: "You son of a bitch, how does he, a foreigner, know about our famous places in Chengdu? Just tell him about it? Why are you angry?"

The boss scratched his head: "I'm stupid, am I being mad?"

The two walked out of the restaurant and strolled on the street. The air here is very good, fresh and humid.Walking on the street for half a day without a speck of dust on the shoes is unimaginable in northern Xinjiang.

I happened to pass by a teahouse, and walked in. The boss didn't say anything, just grabbed a handful of tea and threw it into the pot, filled it with water, and brought it over to two people, and then sent two bowls.

Northern Xinjiang also has the habit of drinking tea, but what they drink is tea bricks.Tea is produced in Sichuan, so the tea here is not worth the money.But the taste is really good.

Maybe it was just lunch time, and there were only the two of them in the teahouse.After drinking for a while, two middle-aged women came in.The two chattered about their parents' short stories. "

Because there are several Sichuan people in the company, Ye Yuze really understands what they say, and the two of them also ordered tea, but after drinking for a while, they asked Ye Yuze if they could play mahjong?
Yang Geyong just learned how to be addicted to Zhengda, so he nodded quickly. The four of them played from one o'clock until five o'clock in the afternoon, and the two women went to cook.

I was lucky today. Although the game was a dime, the two of them won more than three yuan in total. No wonder the two women had sullen faces when they left.

They decided to use the money to eat, and each of them ate another pot of dumplings.

It was still at the same shop at noon, Yang Geyong shouted: "Here comes a plate of heart, tongue, mixed with cowhide, and then two pots of dumplings."

When the boss saw them, he wanted to explain why there were no lungs in the lung slices, but he was irritated by the name of the dish Yang Geyong.

He decided not to speak and smothered them.After Ye Yuze and the others left, the proprietress was furious when she saw the boss, and after knowing the reason, she scolded: "Why are you angry with two out-of-town hammers? Huh!"

The boss thought about it, he made them money anyway, looked at the money on the counter, his eyes lit up, it should have been three and a half dollars, but they actually gave three and six dollars, these two huh!

The two went to Du Fu's Thatched Cottage, and Du Fu and Ye Yuze still admired him very much. He was the only one in history who could be called a poet.

Thinking about being able to stay in the same space with the elderly across time and space is also full of honor.

(End of this chapter)