Funeral anchor: I have a building in Shanghai

Chapter 52 "Traditional, Not necessarily Good"

"Little ones, what's delicious?"

Liu Li went downstairs, but the voice came first before the person arrived.

"My concubine, pass on the food, I'm very hungry."

"Holy Monk, we have had our meals, so we should go to rest early."

"Old Mo, I want to eat fish."

In the disgusted expressions of "Is this guy awake" and "This boss can't take it anymore" on the fourth secretary's face, Liu Li wandered around like a butterfly wearing flowers.

In a few seconds, the identity changed several times, from the king of the mountain to the emperor and then to the daughter king. Finally, Gao Qi rushed to the dining table and sat down, obediently waiting for the feeding.

The little secretaries were disgusted and disgusted, those who poured tea poured tea, those who took the bowls and chopsticks took the bowls and chopsticks, and got busy.

"Sniff~sniff~"

"It smells so good!"

"What kind of smell is this? I can't smell it. I look forward to it."

Liu Li's entire upper body was pulled by the nose, and she turned her head to look at the kitchen door.

There, Yun'er came out with an enamel pot from Beiding.

In the next second, Liu Li's expectant expression collapsed.

Yun'er did not go to the dining table, but walked towards the back door of the small building with the enamel pot.

"Yun'er, your boss is here."

"Bring it here, I'm starving to death."

Liu Li stood up, ready to help serve the dishes without putting on the boss' airs.

"Sister Liuli, you just need to sit down."

Linnai put away the bowls and chopsticks, pushed Liu Li back to the seat, pointed to Yun'er who looked embarrassed, and said, "That's the military pot, not for you, Sister Liuli."

"... Who should I give it to?"

Liu Li was vigilant and wentssip again, could it be that there is someone outside Yun'er?

who is it?

Is it high?
Does it look good?

Can you listen to your words?

Liu Li was full of question marks before she heard Lingna give the answer:

"For the dogs."

……Uh.

Liu Li'an gave birth, so she didn't bother to eat.

The boss of Liuli Funeral Shop in the magic city,

The contemporary host of the funeral anchor system,

After all, I am too embarrassed to grab food from the dog.

She waited helplessly for another 5 minutes, and the dinner was finally served on the table.

Yun'er brought a stone pot in front of Liu Li, and a strong spicy aroma came to her nostrils.

"Boss, let's eat Korean spicy tofu soup with rice today."

The spicy tofu soup is in the stone pot in front of you. The soup is ruddy in color, redder than tomato soup, and lighter than butter hot pot. The unique aroma keeps wafting out, and the Korean-style soft tofu floating in it also looks white and tender.

As for the white rice sprinkled with black sesame seeds on the side of the stone pot, Liu Li didn't even look at it.

She took a sip of the spicy tofu soup with a spoon and put it in her mouth. The rich aroma exploded in her mouth, and she was instantly dazzled by the aroma.

It belongs to the strong aroma after the chili powder is oiled, it is the mellow aroma of minced meat, and the fragrance of green peppers. After a little sipping, the smooth and tender taste of tender tofu will melt with a sip, and it will bring a fresh bean aroma.

Simply put, it is the fragrant and mellow PLUS version of Shin Ramen.

"Fuck! It's delicious!"

After Liu Li walked out of the world with a "shit", he immediately entered the state of cooking.

less than 10 minutes,
Half of a large stone pot is melted, and there are only a few grains of rice in the rice bowl.
Liu Li let out a loud belch contentedly, feeling seventy percent full.

At this time, the dog barked "Wow, woof, woof",
It's like an echo, or a response.

"what?"

Liu Li pricked up her ears, and she could hear the satisfaction contained in just from the barking of the dog.

The dog eats more than she does!

Liu Li remembered what happened just now again, and asked, "Yun'er, just now Lingnai said that you feed dogs 'military pot'? What is that?"

Before Yun'er could speak, Linnai rushed to answer again, and said with a smile: "Sister Liuli, I know, army pot, traditional Korean food, very famous."

……traditional food? !

Liu Li recalled the scent that almost caught her nose just now, looked at Yun'er with a questioning look, and said, "Since it's a traditional delicacy, why don't you serve it to honor the boss?"

She put her hands on her hips, indicating that the boss is very angry and the consequences are very serious.

Yuner's face showed embarrassment, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

"Da Mie! I don't want to be blamed by the army."

Reina sternly refused.

Yun'er glared at her, and explained: "Boss, the troop pot is indeed a traditional delicacy, it's just..."

She explained what troop pot is.

During the war, the U.S. military was stationed in South Korea. The U.S. military’s food was excellent. They ate all kinds of luncheon meat and vomited all kinds of waste. The Koreans were barely full, let alone the taste of meat.

Therefore, the Korean people around the U.S. military camps went to the U.S. military’s slop buckets, collected the ingredients in them, and cooked them in a pot with various ingredients. It is a traditional Korean delicacy that can eat meat.

Because the ingredients come from the US military camp, it has the name "troop pot".

Liu Li: "..."

She wanted to strangle herself who was led away by her nose 10 minutes ago.

Even if it is impossible for the current army pot ingredients to come from swill buckets, the name and the origin can still cause people's physical discomfort.

Yun'er withdrew her hand pinching Linnai's thigh, and said helplessly: "Boss, I used our leftovers to cook the army pot just now. I don't know what happened recently. There are many stray dogs at the back door, so I will make it for you." Have some dog food."

Liu Li waved his hand, feeling that his appetite would be affected if he continued talking, so he hurriedly said, "Pretend I didn't ask."

She then said with emotion: "It seems that the traditional ones may not be good, such as this troop pot."

Including Yun'er, the four little secretaries all nodded in agreement.

Liu Li added another sentence in her heart: "Including the five emperors' money, what year is this, return the magic weapon?"

"What magic weapon can be used by my fourth little secretary?"

"I can cook without repeating the same food every day, I can work to make money as a shopkeeper, and I can only pay 2000 yuan a month..."

After thinking about it, Liu Li was in a good mood and had a big appetite, and continued to charge towards the remaining spicy tofu soup:
"Eat, eat."

……

"I have to go eat first."

Lord Dragon suddenly stood up and said something that was wrong.

opposite him,

Zhan Feifei's delicately tattooed eyebrows were flying up, and her expression management was completely ineffective.

Is this monkey playing?
The Dragon King had kept his hand on the five emperors' money for a long time, and that's it?
Although rationality told her that it hadn't been long, in Zhan Feifei's perception, she even felt that this time was longer than when she was pushed into the delivery room and when Zheng Zha was born crying.

After waiting for so long, just wait to say that you want to eat?
He didn't even bother to find a decent excuse, he made it clear that there was something wrong, and he didn't want to do it in front of Zheng Tianyang and Zhan Feifei.

What's more, the Dragon Lord stood up at the same time as he spoke, and half turned around with his movements, as if he was just announcing, and didn't intend to ask for consent at all.

Just when Zhan Feifei couldn't help getting angry, Zheng Tianyang leaned back on the sofa, and stretched out his hand lightly to signal: "Please go ahead."

Putting on such a calm and breezy attitude,

Lord Dragon stopped, nodded and apologized, and then walked towards the compartment of the box;
Zhan Feifei suppressed her anger, showing a thoughtful look, then stood up while holding her short skirt, and said, "I'll send someone to serve."

She walked out of the box, explained a few words at the door, and then turned back.

Over there, Lord Dragon walked into the compartment restaurant of the box, and after waiting for a few minutes, waiters came in one after another, filling up the dishes that had been prepared a long time ago.

Wait for the waiters to leave,
Lord Long didn't even look at the lobster and abalone on the table, and walked straight to the bathroom attached to the cubicle.

at the same time,

In Room 1, Zhan Feifei took out a remote control and pressed it.

silently,
An LCD TV slowly descends from the top.

The TV is a 110-inch Samsung "The Wall", worth 110 million, but it is only used as an ordinary screen in Room 1.

On the TV screen, every move of the Dragon Lord in the compartment was clearly shown.

Zheng Tianyang remained indifferent from the beginning to the end.

No matter Zhan Feifei used the name of passing on dishes to make people activate surveillance to monitor the Dragon Lord,
Or the obvious defensive behavior of the Dragon Lord,

Zheng Tianyang didn't say anything.

In the screen displayed by "The Wall", Lord Dragon enters the bathroom, and the screen switches. In the spacious bathroom of 4 to 50 square meters, Lord Dragon's every move is still within the scope of surveillance, without any blind spots or omissions.

Lord Dragon didn't really intend to go to the toilet either.

He took out his cell phone and made a video call.

While waiting to be connected, the person operating the camera in the monitoring room was manipulating the equipment, and even the screen of Lord Dragon's mobile phone was clearly captured.

The person the Dragon Lord wants to connect to via video is a person marked "Old Blind".

Zhan Feifei looked at Zheng Tianyang with questioning eyes.

Zheng Tianyang said calmly: "Ghost matchmaker Yan Farewell, the leader of the Yinmen in the devil city and even the entire free shipping area."

He didn't intend to go any further, and Zhan Feifei didn't have the chance to ask any more. On the TV screen, the video call was connected.

Because Yan Bie didn't wear sunglasses, the holes in his red fleshy eyes clearly appeared on the 110-inch big TV, highlighting the ferociousness and terror.

"Old blind man, can you put on those damn sunglasses to hide your ugliness?"

The Dragon Lord looked disgusted.

"Old Turtle, can you just shut that damn fuckin' mouth and stop spraying shit?"

"Damn, that's Ba Xia, not a turtle, try calling again?"

Two people who add up to be about 150 years old, blowing their beard and staring through the mobile phone screen-the Dragon King stared, blowing his beard for no reason.

When the Dragon King was young, he was famous for "Baxia's magic calculation", and now the title of "Dragon King" is also derived from Baxia being one of the nine sons of the dragon and regarded as the dragon species.

Those who have a good relationship with the older generation often call them "Old Turtle".

After a few minutes of humiliation,
Yan Biegu was always kneading his forehead, eye sockets, temples, earlobes, etc. with his skinny hands like chicken feet. The movements were soothing, dynamic, and rhythmic, with an indescribable sense of rhythm.

Of course, the Lord Dragon did not take the initiative to contact you for scolding. He changed the subject and asked curiously: "Old blind man, is this some kind of esoteric technique? It involves many acupoints, and the order, rhythm, and rhythm are extraordinary. handed down?.

Recently, my presbyopia has become serious again. I need to take care of it. Is it convenient to spread the word? "

He felt it was a good thing.

want to.

Yan Biegu twitched his face, lowered his hands from his ferocious eyes, and sighed:
"You guys, why do you always think that the traditional ones are the best?

Want it?No problem, here you go. "

"Really?"

The Dragon King was shocked, how could this old blind man be so generous all of a sudden?
Yan Biegu nodded: "It's more real than pearls. I searched the Internet myself. The sixth set of eye exercises for primary and secondary schools. It's a good thing."

Lord Dragon: "..."

Zheng Tianyang: "..."

Zhan Feifei: "..."

(End of this chapter)