Of course, it was impossible for an old shop like Old Yellow Meat Nest to rely on selling sentiment to maintain a long-term business. What could last for a long time was not the diamond, but the taste.
There were many names for the meat nest, such as chopped hands, wonton, wonton, etc. The Old Yellow Meat Nest was sold in small bowl, medium bowl, and large bowl.
There were only 4 small bowls of meat nest. Such a portion was full of the delicacy of the south. After drinking half of the soup, eating the meat nest would make one feel full, and it effectively controlled the calories of the supper. It was the favorite of the ladies.
When the meat bird's nest was served, it could be seen that the small white bowl was filled with yellowish chicken soup. The translucent thin skin was wrapped with fresh pink meat stuffing, and green spring onions were sprinkled on top. Just the appearance alone was enough to make one salivate.
After taking a sip of the soup, one could clearly taste the delicious taste of the chicken and the fragrance of the mushrooms perfectly mixed together. The taste buds began to release excitement, and the saliva glands began to secrete overtime. For those who were numb to the smell of alcohol, tobacco, and even the smell of heather on the guests, such a bowl of clear broth meat nest could soothe their stomachs.
At this time, a customer wearing a hat came in. He was wearing a beige trench coat. The style of the trench coat was a little old. There were 3 letters rry on the back of the trench coat. He directly ordered a large bowl, then asked the boss to add more chili and vinegar because the local default cooking method was the original clear broth.
Therefore, the customer who wanted to eat spicy food must tell the boss first.
Although none of the customers present ate spicy food, the boss had seen all kinds of people. He would meet a few customers who asked him to add 2 garlic every week. It was normal to want to eat spicy food.
However, after the customer wearing a hat ate a few mouthfuls, he put down his chopsticks directly and looked at the road next to him in a daze.
At this time, there were no customers in the stall. The boss, the former Little Yellow, looked at the large bowl of meat nest that was almost untouched, then he frowned, walked over and whispered,
"Sir, please forgive me. Is there any problem with this meat nest that I made?"
The figure smiled and shook his head, but he said with some regret,
"You still can't catch up with Old Huang's culinary skills. I shouldn't have said so much back then. I let him live for more than ten years. Now, I can't even eat the boiled chicken he made."
As soon as the figure spoke, Goldie was shocked! Many past events suddenly surfaced in his mind. He took two steps back in shock, and then saw half of the guest's face under the hat.
"It's … It's you? Fifth Brother? "
It turned out that almost thirty years ago, Goldie was only twenty years old. The business of "Old Goldie's Fleshy Swallow" was not doing well, and he also had to sell wine on the side.
In addition to the meat swallow, Old Huang also had a signature dish, steamed chicken. For this dish to be delicious, the first thing to do was to control the heat. It must be cooked until the chicken was just cooked and the chicken bones were still stained with blood. Then, it must be washed with ice water.
However, the most important thing was still the selection of ingredients. Every day, when Old Huang went to the market to pick chickens, he could only pick three or four at most. Sometimes, it was common for him to not be able to pick any chickens for two consecutive days.
Next, when he killed the chicken, Old Huang did not let out the blood. He twisted the neck directly, and after plucking the feathers, he used the back of the knife to knock the chicken hundreds of times.
The taste of the steamed chicken was really amazing. Sometimes, he even had to rely on the diners who were sitting and drinking to order a few servings of meat swallow in order to sell the meat swallow.
However, the production of this steamed chicken was too low, and Old Huang had the stubbornness of an artist. He was determined not to lower the quality of the dishes, so even if many customers came because of the reputation, they could only return in disappointment because of the lack of ingredients.
This directly caused the business of Old Huang's Fleshy Swallow to be very awkward. He couldn't make too much money, but he couldn't go bankrupt either.
As a result, at this time, the customer – Old Huang's Fifth Brother gave Old Huang some advice. He said that Old Huang had no wealth in his life, so even if he woke up early and worked late, he couldn't make a fortune.
If he wanted to change the situation, then the way of doing business had to be changed. He had to close the shop and set up the stall at night.
The place where he set up the stall was also particular. It could only be near this T-junction! In this way, even if he didn't make a fortune, he could still make a small fortune continuously. However, Old Huang, you don't have a fortune in your life, so if you make too much money, your lifespan will definitely be shortened by 10 years.
Until now, Little Huang still remembered this Fifth Brother saying that his lifespan will definitely be shortened by 10 years … His tone was resolute and decisive!
At that time, Old Huang had a son and 3 daughters to raise. There were also 2 old people waiting for him to earn money to buy medicine. How could he care so much?
After hesitating for 2 or 3 days, he cursed and directly got a dining car to set up the stall at night.
After "Old Huang's Fleshy Swallow" changed its target customer group, the business suddenly prospered, and the situation of Old Huang's family was also improved.
During this period, Little Huang also went out and tried to open a few branches. As a result, after leaving this T-junction, none of them could survive for more than a month:
Some had bad business, and some had various objective reasons, such as being forced to pay protection fees, being ostracized by the shop next to them, etc.
It was precisely because of this, in order to avoid accidents, Old Huang's Fleshy Swallow simply found an opportunity to take a loan to buy a shop at this intersection.
In this way, it directly eliminated the possibility of urban management at night to prevent the stall, or the landlord to drive it away.
As a result, after Old Huang earned money like this for a few years, he actually remembered the words of this Fifth Brother clearly. Therefore, he usually paid attention to his health. Even if he walked on the street, he was still alert and alert.
As a result, no one expected that Old Huang actually encountered an unprecedented good luck when playing mahjong. He won more than 800 yuan in one round, and he directly collapsed on the stool.
After waiting for the ambulance to arrive, the doctor directly gave a conclusion. The heartbeat and breathing were not dilated, and the cause of death was a stroke …
Fortunately, after Old Huang's death, Little Huang, who took over, followed the rules and smoothly took over the business. Although it didn't make the business flourish, it at least managed to maintain the shop.
It was fine when he was usually busy, but when he dreamed in the middle of the night, Little Huang often thought of the words of the Fifth Brother. He really felt that it was very accurate!
He was now concerned about another thing. Since opening a stall here would affect his father's lifespan. Then, would it affect his own life?
This was truly a matter of life and death! And it was really terrible!
Sometimes, Goldie even wanted to just close the shop and be done with it. However, people's desires grew as their wealth increased. He had just bought two new houses and raised a mistress, so he couldn't make up his mind to do so.
Now, the Fifth Brother came again after almost 20 years, which also meant that he didn't have to worry about it anymore.
At this time, after hearing Little Huang's words, the Fifth Brother raised his head and smiled,
"Long time no see, Little Huang."
After the Fifth Brother raised his head, a white and clean face was revealed. He was gentle and could even be described as handsome. He looked like a sophomore student.
But his gestures and the tone of his voice showed that he was out of tune with ordinary people. The innate demeanor directly transcended his age, clothes, and appearance. It made people know that this person was not ordinary at first glance.
In fact, the Fifth Brother's real face would only be revealed in his hometown. In other places, this face would be hidden under a thick and tyrannical mask! And he didn't call him Fifth Brother at all. Most people would bow down in front of him and respectfully call him Lord!
He was the Lord of the Abyss!!
"Little Huang?"
Hearing this familiar yet strange name, Little Huang was also stunned. No one had called him that for more than 10 years, right? And at this time, he had also become a lot smarter and more cunning under the tempering of society.
He hurriedly said, "Fifth Brother, in fact, my father taught me how to cook steamed chicken a long time ago. I haven't stopped this business all these years. I even opened a private restaurant. If you want to eat it, I'll make it right away."
The Fifth Brother smiled and said,
"Okay."
When Little Huang heard this, he immediately removed the bowls and chopsticks in front of the Fifth Brother, then poured a cup of tea for the Fifth Brother, then went in to get busy.
Little Huang might not understand the meaning of giving in advance, but after so many years of experience, he still understood the principle of having to give something before asking for something. Moreover, this matter was related to his life and death.
Just as Little Huang went in to get busy, the Fifth Brother suddenly raised his head and looked at the night sky in the distance.
His eyes became completely blank at this moment and directly turned illusory. It felt as if his eyes had completely become transparent and blurry, as if he had directly crossed dimensions and planes and arrived at the other side of the future.
"En? What's going on? It's actually so blurry. Could it be that he has some shielding item on him? "
The Fifth Brother suddenly whispered.
Then, he flipped his palm and a pocket watch emitting a silver light appeared in his palm. It could be seen that this pocket watch looked old, but the most unique thing was that its second hand was moving counterclockwise.
Then, the pocket watch's counterclockwise movement became faster and faster. Even the Fifth Brother's entire body began to become illusory, as if he didn't exist in this plane at all.
All of a sudden, the surface of the pocket watch emitted a creaking sound and a crack appeared. Following that, it shattered into powder!
Although this pocket watch was only a silver storyline grade, its special effect was: When you attack an enemy, it will take away 2 seconds of time from the enemy, causing them to be completely isolated from time during these 2 seconds, unable to move or think!
This special effect will only appear once every 30 seconds!
This was a piece of equipment that clearly stated that it was related to the most precious thing in the world: time.
Therefore, its value was at least 150,000 utility points!
Seeing this scene, the Fifth Brother didn't even blink. He only sighed slightly, like a tamed ornamental fish at home that had its belly turned white.
It was regretful, but not heartbroken. It was as if he could get a better one at any time.
"Interesting. Although I snuck into this world this time and my abilities are greatly restricted, you actually managed to escape my first scan. Then, what about this time? Can you still escape? "
The Abyssal Lord flipped his wrist, and then a small hourglass appeared in his palm.
This was also a mark of time, and it was very old. The hourglass was also filled with an ancient and mysterious aura! That kind of heavy and historical feeling was really on the verge of coming out, and it was awe-inspiring!
This was a genuine Legendary-grade equipment. Moreover, it was close to the peak of Legendary-grade equipment.
The Abyssal Lord flipped the small hourglass over, and then the gravel inside began to fall rapidly.
As the gravel kept falling, the Abyssal Lord began to become illusory again, as if he had left this plane and stepped into the long river of time! He began to slowly backtrack, looking for the thing he wanted.
This time, the Abyssal Lord directly affected all the objects around him. Even everything within a dozen square meters began to become blurry.
However, from the Abyssal Lord's expression, it could be seen that his progress was not smooth!
His expression changed from relaxed to solemn. The hand holding the hourglass also began to tremble violently. It could be seen that there were only a few grains of sand left in the hourglass. However, there was an immobilizing force that was resisting it ….
Fighting against the terrifying and respectable power of time!!!
"Damn it …"
"That fake has a power that can fight against time?"
"What kind of power is this?"
"This is the power of fate! Only fate can fight against time. No matter how time changes, as long as the threads of fate are determined, then time can't change the anchorage of fate! "
"I really didn't expect that cowardly thief, that shameless thief, who knows how much of my luck he stole. He actually grew to such a level. I can't let him continue like this. For this … I will pay any price!"
The words "whatever it takes" seemed to be roared out from the Abyssal Lord's chest. The veins on the back of his hand were already bulging.
Then immediately afterward, his fingers tightened and grabbed the hourglass. Dense cracks also appeared on this legendary equipment, and then it exploded silently, turning into spots of light.
At this moment, Fang Linyan himself didn't notice that the "Quirrell's Bandana" he was wearing had become gray. If he could check the attributes of the "Quirrell's Bandana" at this time, he would find that all its attributes had become gray. At the same time, 3 words (sealed) were added next to it.
There was also a countdown behind the seal:
"4 minutes 58 seconds …"
There was a famous saying: When you can't solve the problem, you can try to solve the person who created the problem.
At this time, the Abyssal Lord did not hesitate to destroy his beloved legendary equipment: Hourglass of Time. In fact, he was doing this in disguise.
He was helpless against the passive ability of Quirrell's Bandana, "Fog of Fate". After all, that was an equipment with "Law" precedence!
At this moment, fate triumphed over time!
However, the Law precedence obtained by Quirrell's Bandana was only effective against the Fog of Fate. It couldn't protect the equipment itself.
This sounded a bit awkward. In fact, it was like a stealth bomber that could absolutely block all radar scans, but when it stopped, a lighter could destroy it. It was the same principle.
Therefore, the Abyssal Lord paid a huge price to temporarily seal Quirrell's Bandana remotely. This indirect method of saving the country also made the Fog of Fate ineffective.
It seemed that the Lord of the Abyss had suffered a great loss. A priceless piece of Legendary equipment had only been sealed for a few minutes. However, as long as the Lord of the Abyss felt that it was worth it, then it definitely wouldn't be a problem.
Soon, the Abyssal Lord's face showed a confident smile again:
"I've finally caught you, you cunning little rat. You've finally removed that damned layer of disguise on your body. In the end, you still can't escape my eyes."
At this time, the pupils of the Abyssal Lord began to shine like a starry sky. This was also the sign that his talent ability was activated!
Soon, his pupils changed and focused, and scenes appeared one after another. In these scenes, Fang Linyan was there.
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