Gao Xiaomin didn't know why he came to this street in circles. Maybe it was because this street was not far from the barbershop for foreigners he opened? Or was it because of the person he saw in the photo yesterday? Although the phone took pictures It's a little blurry (the pot of Zhang Tong's more than 300 yuan mobile phone), but it's vague, and Gao Xiaomin kind of recognizes that vague figure.

Although I haven't seen him for a few years, I always remember the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes who has a righteous smile but is actually very sinister. Yes, how could I forget it? So many days and nights.

Master Chef of Huaihai, this guy is Zhang Tong! Yes, it must be him. When he was in another world, he was very good at cooking, and he didn't know how many people were turned over by cooking and food as bait.

If you want to write a modern "Water Margin", then Zhang Tong must be a character like Zhang Qing, the vegetable gardener, and Sun Erniang, the mother-in-law, and he must be selling human flesh buns.

I don't know if the shop he opened in Huaihai sells pork buns with human meat? Is his restaurant called the Eight Immortals Restaurant?

Although Zhang Tong has harmed countless people in other worlds and has done a lot of evil, he still came to him. Gao Xiaomin clenched his fist to cheer himself up.

Gao Xiaomin didn't come with her own car, because she drove a big red Porsche 911GT3. This car is a bit too eye-catching on the road, and it will attract a lot of people's attention from a long distance.

In order to keep a low profile, Gao Xiaomin parked the car at a beauty salon for foreigners two streets away from him, and walked over by himself.

And also wearing a hat and a pair of big sunglasses. Under the beige windbreaker is a set of black slim-fit trousers, without too many patterns and textures, simple and elegant rely entirely on tailoring and shape to win.

There is no brand name in the whole set of clothes, and they are all tailor-made by high-end tailors, that is, Hongbang tailors.

Putting aside the xenophobic perspective, the ability of Chinese tailors to tailor clothes, or even make custom suits, is no worse than that of Western foreigners. Among them, Ningbo Hongbang tailors are the most famous, and the famous Zhongshan suit was born out of the hands of Hongbang tailors.

Gao Xiaomin's family specially kept two top red gang tailors and their four apprentices at home, specializing in tailoring clothes for the Gao family.

Gao Xiaomin still attracted people's attention along the way, even though the big sunglasses covered most of her face and she was wearing a hat. Wearing a windbreaker can be regarded as covering up the domineering figure, but Gao Xiaomin's temperament is still very unique.

If Jiang Hua has the kind of temperament that makes people feel that this woman is a bit strong at a glance, then Gao Xiaomin has the kind of feeling that one can know that this woman is extravagant.

So when she walked into Lao Zhang's shop, she felt inexplicably out of place. Although none of Gao Xiaomin's clothes were branded, there were no LV, Hermes, or Burberry trademarks on them. But anyone with a discerning eye can tell that there is nothing cheap about this dress.

When she opened the door and walked in, the diners who were eating in the small shop couldn't help but glance at her. But Zhang Tong, who was frying and frying in the back kitchen, didn't notice that a former acquaintance came to his small shop.

It was half past twelve, which happened to be when the restaurant business was busy. Because Boss Zhang closes the stall at one o'clock, the diners who often come to eat already know about it. So half past twelve is basically the last wave of customers.

Zhang Tong's shop has eight tables, and each seat can seat four people. Of course, if you squeeze it, it can also seat six.

At most, it can accommodate thirty or forty people at one time. Of course, this kind of small restaurant has to share a table with people. Walking in with Gao Xiaomin's outfit, it's hard to feel that she can blend into this environment.

So Xiao Xiao, who was in charge of the front hall, looked at Gao Xiaomin who was dressed in a luxurious dress and asked hesitantly: "Hello, are you here for dinner? There is only one seat now."

Gao Xiaomin didn't dislike such things as small stores and simple decoration. She happily sat down on the only vacant seat in the store. The big brother here just finished eating.

"Little sister, help me clean up here." Gao Xiaomin greeted Xiao Xiao and asked her to help clean up the table. Xiao Xiao was relieved that she was not too picky. Xiao Xiao was also very afraid of meeting such an inexplicable woman.

Obviously looking at the size of the shop, you know it is a small shop, and you have to pick and choose when you walk in. Say it’s not good here, it’s not good there. Is that neuropathy blind? The Fly House is like this, if you can walk in, you should know what you are going to face.

Also picky about the poor decoration of the storefront, the low-grade tableware used, and the area being too small and crowded. This kind of person is doing it!

In fact, Zhang Tong's small shop has encountered several customers of this kind since the store opened. Zhang Tong has always been kind and pleasant to other customers. But when you meet this kind of person, you will immediately say: "I love to eat, and if I don't eat, I will go away!"

Zhang Tong also taught Xiao Xiao: "Some people are shameless, so don't give them shame at all. Anyway, they are shameless and shameless. When you encounter such a rogue guy, just scold them. "

Originally, Xiao Xiao thought she was going to swear today, but she didn't know how to swear yet, so she was going to practice. But I didn't expect Gao Xiaomin to be so easy to talk to.

Gao Xiaomin wanted to order food, but Zhang Tong's shop really didn't have anything good to order. In addition to the Yangchun noodles and toppings that must be sold every day, it is generally a combination of one or two sets. Whatever he does, the diners eat what he does.

"As usual." Gao Xiaomin couldn't help complaining in his heart. But she still chose a set meal, Beijing sauce shredded pork burrito with hot and sour soup.

When Xiao Xiao brought the food, Gao Xiaomin secretly stretched out something like a silver needle from his sleeve while no one was paying attention. Although it looks like a silver needle, various complicated patterns are carved on the surface.

Before eating, Gao Xiaomin inserted the silver needle into Zhang Tong's dish and waited for ten seconds.

"Phew~ It's okay, the poison probe hasn't turned black, and there should be no laxatives, Huaxue powder, Huaqi powder, Shixiangruanjin powder, dizziness powder, sleepiness, wake up, running, muscle weakness ...Wait for something." Gao Xiaomin breathed a sigh of relief.

Letting go of her guard, Gao Xiaomin took a bite of the shredded pork burrito with Beijing sauce. Hmm~! The sense of happiness is overwhelming! This is the taste! It's been a long time since I ate it!

Gao Xiaomin ate very slowly. It took others ten minutes to finish eating this shredded pork burrito, but Gao Xiaomin ate it slowly for almost half an hour. She was the only one who ate in the whole store, and Xiao Xiao couldn't rush her. Because she knows that some girls eat very slowly, and not everyone can be as bold as herself.

After finally waiting for Gao Xiaomin to finish eating, Xiao Xiao was about to collect the money and clear the table. But Gao Xiaomin said suddenly: "Zhang Tong! The old friend is here, aren't you going to come out to see him? You owe me a lot and haven't paid it back!"

Zhang Tong, who was chatting with Jiang Hua on WeChat on his mobile phone in the back kitchen, almost lost his grip on his mobile phone. Oops~ Mom, are you getting old? Why does it feel as if I have hallucinated the voice of a female devil? !

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