Chapter 1156
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"Oh, no man?" I couldn't help frowning.
"Yes!" Zhong xiaopang said definitely, "I thought it was very strange at that time, so I secretly checked his details."
"Zhao Wangcai, the owner of the shop, is a farmer from other places. He has been a farmer for generations. He has never been the imperial chef of Empress Dowager Cixi, or any ancestral secret recipe. It's all bullshit."
"What's more, I found after secretly tracking that Zhao Wangcai would go out every seven days. He was walking in the middle of the night, riding a broken bike. I followed him secretly, but he suddenly disappeared. That's a dead end. Even people and cars disappear. I'm scared, but I'm not willing to. I've been waiting there. Before dawn, he looks like Like a ghost Out of the alley. "
"It's been like this for three times. I finally think it's too horrible, but I can't help it. My friend introduced me to see Master Zhang." What Zhong xiaopang said is sincere.
After a moment's meditation, I nodded and said, "first, you leave a phone number and address. I'll come over tomorrow and have a look."
It's a strange thing inside and outside. Outsiders seem incredible, but it's not hard for me to explain. It must be that Zhao Wangcai added something strange to the fried rice, which aroused the customers' appetite.
If he just makes a little money with such a trick, I naturally don't care.
Can listen to Zhong xiaopang say, after eating that fried rice, the body will lose weight rapidly, the stomach will grow a freak, this is the obvious harm! As a Yin merchant, I can't ignore it.
It's the rule of shady merchants that they can't steal beyond the border and rob beyond the mountain.
"Thank you very much, Master Zhang." When Zhong xiaopang saw that I had promised, he was too excited to be on his own. He said happily, "Master Zhang, as long as you can help me get rid of that restaurant, I am willing to pay you half of my savings as a reward. There is no difference."
"If he uses Yin to harm people, I will manage it naturally, but I have nothing to do with business." I said in a cold voice.
"That is, that is." Zhong xiaopang nodded repeatedly, and then stepped on a small step.
The next morning, I ate some soymilk and oil sticks casually, and then took a taxi to the east of the city.
The eastern part of the city was only a crop field for several years. Later, under the planning of Wuhan municipal government, a large number of building materials merchants moved here, which made it gradually become the largest building materials wholesale center within hundreds of miles.
At this moment, it's a little light. There are a lot of big trucks gathered around, showing a prosperous scene.
Though there are many trucks, there are few people. There is only a long line of mighty dragons, which can be seen from afar.
It's an abandoned garage. Most of the walls are broken. It looks shabby. In front of the door hung a sign with four big yellow characters: "fried rice in court."
That's it.
I looked at it from a distance and walked forward.
"Hey, behave yourself and get in line at the back." I had just taken two steps when I was stopped by a fat girl.
Several people beside her echoed her cry.
"Just, how about some rules?"
"Who doesn't know that this fried rice is delicious. I'll be here at five. What's your hurry?"
At the first sight, people misunderstood me, and the crowd was furious. I couldn't go any further, so I had to line up in silence.
"It's said that they will come at three o'clock. It's no wonder that their business is so good. This fried rice is not only fragrant, but also has the effect of curing diseases. My old man has anorexia. He can't eat anything delicious. But since I bought him this fried rice, tut tut! It's better than medicine to eat three bowls at a time. "
"Not only for anorexia, but also for weight loss." The fat girl who stopped me at the beginning also continued: "I'm a good sister. I'm fatter than me. I've taken several big boxes of slimming tea and slimming medicine, but I've lost more than 40 Jin since I ate their fried rice in less than a month! I heard that after three days of eating immediately, I've also lost four or five kilograms now. "
"Well! This fried rice is really good. It's just the total price increase. "
"What are you afraid of? That's the secret recipe handed down by the Royal chef. It's no better than sea cucumber shark's fin?"
……
The crowd's chatter is incessant, all praising the fried rice of this family.
As the queue slowly forward, I slightly look forward to it.
What Zhong xiaopang said is right. This restaurant is so sloppy. The walls are full of black dirt. The ground is also potholed. Many small benches and large benches are scattered.
But all the seats were full, and they were devouring.
In front of the door, there was a young man in his twenties who was in charge of collecting money. Beside him, there was a middle-aged woman in her forties who was wearing a dirty black apron and was holding a disposable lunch box with a smile and eating from a huge stainless steel pot.There is a good fried rice with eggs in the pot, only half of it is left.
The rice looked black. It was obviously that there was too much soy sauce. At a glance, there were dead flies in it. I couldn't bring up any appetite at all.
But the people in front of me and behind me all stretched their necks and stared at the big pot. The sound of Gudong swallowing was incessant and everyone was salivating.
There are fewer and fewer people in front of me, but new people are coming in. The whole team is still too long to see.
There are not only the non mainstream people in their twenties with colorful hair, but also the elderly people in their sixties and seventies with grey sideburns. There are not only the high-level white-collar workers dressed appropriately, wearing a pair of gold glasses, but also the migrant workers with greasy hands and rough hands.
This may be the most strange team in Wuhan, but everyone is very tacit when they line up.
Their eyes were all fixed on the pot of dirty looking fried rice with eggs, as if it was the best delicacy in the world, enough to make them give up everything.
No wonder Zhong xiaopang is full of doubts. This fried restaurant is really abnormal! It's not normal!
But what did he add to the fried rice?
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"Oh, no man?" I couldn't help frowning.
"Yes!" Zhong xiaopang said definitely, "I thought it was very strange at that time, so I secretly checked his details."
"Zhao Wangcai, the owner of the shop, is a farmer from other places. He has been a farmer for generations. He has never been the imperial chef of Empress Dowager Cixi, or any ancestral secret recipe. It's all bullshit."
"What's more, I found after secretly tracking that Zhao Wangcai would go out every seven days. He was walking in the middle of the night, riding a broken bike. I followed him secretly, but he suddenly disappeared. That's a dead end. Even people and cars disappear. I'm scared, but I'm not willing to. I've been waiting there. Before dawn, he looks like Like a ghost Out of the alley. "
"It's been like this for three times. I finally think it's too horrible, but I can't help it. My friend introduced me to see Master Zhang." What Zhong xiaopang said is sincere.
After a moment's meditation, I nodded and said, "first, you leave a phone number and address. I'll come over tomorrow and have a look."
It's a strange thing inside and outside. Outsiders seem incredible, but it's not hard for me to explain. It must be that Zhao Wangcai added something strange to the fried rice, which aroused the customers' appetite.
If he just makes a little money with such a trick, I naturally don't care.
Can listen to Zhong xiaopang say, after eating that fried rice, the body will lose weight rapidly, the stomach will grow a freak, this is the obvious harm! As a Yin merchant, I can't ignore it.
It's the rule of shady merchants that they can't steal beyond the border and rob beyond the mountain.
"Thank you very much, Master Zhang." When Zhong xiaopang saw that I had promised, he was too excited to be on his own. He said happily, "Master Zhang, as long as you can help me get rid of that restaurant, I am willing to pay you half of my savings as a reward. There is no difference."
"If he uses Yin to harm people, I will manage it naturally, but I have nothing to do with business." I said in a cold voice.
"That is, that is." Zhong xiaopang nodded repeatedly, and then stepped on a small step.
The next morning, I ate some soymilk and oil sticks casually, and then took a taxi to the east of the city.
The eastern part of the city was only a crop field for several years. Later, under the planning of Wuhan municipal government, a large number of building materials merchants moved here, which made it gradually become the largest building materials wholesale center within hundreds of miles.
At this moment, it's a little light. There are a lot of big trucks gathered around, showing a prosperous scene.
Though there are many trucks, there are few people. There is only a long line of mighty dragons, which can be seen from afar.
It's an abandoned garage. Most of the walls are broken. It looks shabby. In front of the door hung a sign with four big yellow characters: "fried rice in court."
That's it.
I looked at it from a distance and walked forward.
"Hey, behave yourself and get in line at the back." I had just taken two steps when I was stopped by a fat girl.
Several people beside her echoed her cry.
"Just, how about some rules?"
"Who doesn't know that this fried rice is delicious. I'll be here at five. What's your hurry?"
At the first sight, people misunderstood me, and the crowd was furious. I couldn't go any further, so I had to line up in silence.
"It's said that they will come at three o'clock. It's no wonder that their business is so good. This fried rice is not only fragrant, but also has the effect of curing diseases. My old man has anorexia. He can't eat anything delicious. But since I bought him this fried rice, tut tut! It's better than medicine to eat three bowls at a time. "
"Not only for anorexia, but also for weight loss." The fat girl who stopped me at the beginning also continued: "I'm a good sister. I'm fatter than me. I've taken several big boxes of slimming tea and slimming medicine, but I've lost more than 40 Jin since I ate their fried rice in less than a month! I heard that after three days of eating immediately, I've also lost four or five kilograms now. "
"Well! This fried rice is really good. It's just the total price increase. "
"What are you afraid of? That's the secret recipe handed down by the Royal chef. It's no better than sea cucumber shark's fin?"
……
The crowd's chatter is incessant, all praising the fried rice of this family.
As the queue slowly forward, I slightly look forward to it.
What Zhong xiaopang said is right. This restaurant is so sloppy. The walls are full of black dirt. The ground is also potholed. Many small benches and large benches are scattered.
But all the seats were full, and they were devouring.
In front of the door, there was a young man in his twenties who was in charge of collecting money. Beside him, there was a middle-aged woman in her forties who was wearing a dirty black apron and was holding a disposable lunch box with a smile and eating from a huge stainless steel pot.There is a good fried rice with eggs in the pot, only half of it is left.
The rice looked black. It was obviously that there was too much soy sauce. At a glance, there were dead flies in it. I couldn't bring up any appetite at all.
But the people in front of me and behind me all stretched their necks and stared at the big pot. The sound of Gudong swallowing was incessant and everyone was salivating.
There are fewer and fewer people in front of me, but new people are coming in. The whole team is still too long to see.
There are not only the non mainstream people in their twenties with colorful hair, but also the elderly people in their sixties and seventies with grey sideburns. There are not only the high-level white-collar workers dressed appropriately, wearing a pair of gold glasses, but also the migrant workers with greasy hands and rough hands.
This may be the most strange team in Wuhan, but everyone is very tacit when they line up.
Their eyes were all fixed on the pot of dirty looking fried rice with eggs, as if it was the best delicacy in the world, enough to make them give up everything.
No wonder Zhong xiaopang is full of doubts. This fried restaurant is really abnormal! It's not normal!
But what did he add to the fried rice?
"Oh, no man?" I couldn't help frowning. "Yes!" Zhong xiaopang said definitely, "I thought it was very strange at that time, so I secretly checked his details." "Zhao Wangcai, the owner of the shop, is a farmer from other places. He has been a farmer for generations. He has never been the imperial chef of Empress Dowager Cixi, or any ancestral secret recipe. It's all bullshit." "What's more, I found after secretly tracking that Zhao Wangcai would go out every seven days. He was walking in the middle of the night, riding a broken bike. I followed him secretly, but he suddenly disappeared. That's a dead end. Even people and cars disappear. I'm scared, but I'm not willing to. I've been waiting there. Before dawn, he looks like Like a ghost Out of the alley. " "It's been like this for three times. I finally think it's too horrible, but I can't help it. My friend introduced me to see Master Zhang." What Zhong xiaopang said is sincere. After a moment's meditation, I nodded and said, "first, you leave a phone number and address. I'll come over tomorrow and have a look." It's a strange thing inside and outside. Outsiders seem incredible, but it's not hard for me to explain. It must be that Zhao Wangcai added something strange to the fried rice, which aroused the customers' appetite. If he just makes a little money with such a trick, I naturally don't care. Can listen to Zhong xiaopang say, after eating that fried rice, the body will lose weight rapidly, the stomach will grow a freak, this is the obvious harm! As a Yin merchant, I can't ignore it. It's the rule of shady merchants that they can't steal beyond the border and rob beyond the mountain. "Thank you very much, Master Zhang." When Zhong xiaopang saw that I had promised, he was too excited to be on his own. He said happily, "Master Zhang, as long as you can help me get rid of that restaurant, I am willing to pay you half of my savings as a reward. There is no difference." "If he uses Yin to harm people, I will manage it naturally, but I have nothing to do with business." I said in a cold voice. "That is, that is." Zhong xiaopang nodded repeatedly, and then stepped on a small step. The next morning, I ate some soymilk and oil sticks casually, and then took a taxi to the east of the city. The eastern part of the city was only a crop field for several years. Later, under the planning of Wuhan municipal government, a large number of building materials merchants moved here, which made it gradually become the largest building materials wholesale center within hundreds of miles. At this moment, it's a little light. There are a lot of big trucks gathered around, showing a prosperous scene. Though there are many trucks, there are few people. There is only a long line of mighty dragons, which can be seen from afar. It's an abandoned garage. Most of the walls are broken. It looks shabby. In front of the door hung a sign with four big yellow characters: "fried rice in court." That's it. I looked at it from a distance and walked forward. "Hey, behave yourself and get in line at the back." I had just taken two steps when I was stopped by a fat girl. Several people beside her echoed her cry. "Just, how about some rules?" "Who doesn't know that this fried rice is delicious. I'll be here at five. What's your hurry?" At the first sight, people misunderstood me, and the crowd was furious. I couldn't go any further, so I had to line up in silence. "It's said that they will come at three o'clock. It's no wonder that their business is so good. This fried rice is not only fragrant, but also has the effect of curing diseases. My old man has anorexia. He can't eat anything delicious. But since I bought him this fried rice, tut tut! It's better than medicine to eat three bowls at a time. " "Not only for anorexia, but also for weight loss." The fat girl who stopped me at the beginning also continued: "I'm a good sister. I'm fatter than me. I've taken several big boxes of slimming tea and slimming medicine, but I've lost more than 40 Jin since I ate their fried rice in less than a month! I heard that after three days of eating immediately, I've also lost four or five kilograms now. " "Well! This fried rice is really good. It's just the total price increase. " "What are you afraid of? That's the secret recipe handed down by the Royal chef. It's no better than sea cucumber shark's fin?" The crowd's chatter is incessant, all praising the fried rice of this family. As the queue slowly forward, I slightly look forward to it. What Zhong xiaopang said is right. This restaurant is so sloppy. The walls are full of black dirt. The ground is also potholed. Many small benches and large benches are scattered. But all the seats were full, and they were devouring. In front of the door, there was a young man in his twenties who was in charge of collecting money. Beside him, there was a middle-aged woman in her forties who was wearing a dirty black apron and was holding a disposable lunch box with a smile and eating from a huge stainless steel pot.There is a good fried rice with eggs in the pot, only half of it is left. The rice looked black. It was obviously that there was too much soy sauce. At a glance, there were dead flies in it. I couldn't bring up any appetite at all. But the people in front of me and behind me all stretched their necks and stared at the big pot. The sound of Gudong swallowing was incessant and everyone was salivating. There are fewer and fewer people in front of me, but new people are coming in. The whole team is still too long to see. There are not only the non mainstream people in their twenties with colorful hair, but also the elderly people in their sixties and seventies with grey sideburns. There are not only the high-level white-collar workers dressed appropriately, wearing a pair of gold glasses, but also the migrant workers with greasy hands and rough hands. This may be the most strange team in Wuhan, but everyone is very tacit when they line up. Their eyes were all fixed on the pot of dirty looking fried rice with eggs, as if it was the best delicacy in the world, enough to make them give up everything. No wonder Zhong xiaopang is full of doubts. This fried restaurant is really abnormal! It's not normal! But what did he add to the fried rice?
