Chapter 141: Eat your whip

In fact, sometimes the shacks built by migrant workers' families gathered together over time and gradually formed a residential area. The municipal government had long wanted to drive these migrant workers' families out of the city, but if there is any place to resettle, it can only turn a blind eye. Anyway, this is an industrial area, and it is not a prosperous area, and it does not affect the appearance of the city.

The gray path is quite clean, but it is a bit crowded. There is a dim incandescent lamp hanging in front of each shack. These are the unique lifestyles of migrant workers. When they go out to work, they usually bring their families, because after work, the family can help cook, which saves money on eating on the construction site.

Men sell coolies on the construction site to make money, while women at home can push carts and the urban management brigade to hide and sell their skills, while children at home are sent to private kindergartens or primary schools without much security. The family of three eats and sleeps next to the company, and after the project is completed, they will be relocating their positions.

Ling Xue obviously came here and soon found the hot pot restaurant. It said that it was a hot pot restaurant, which actually set up a shed on the side of the road, and then placed a few tables and chairs on the side of the road, and stewed the hot pot in a special pot in rural areas. Before she got close, the aroma was overflowing, making people saliva.

"Xiaoxue, is there a guaranteed quality of the hot pot here? I am not afraid of being a man, but you are a girl and your health is not as good as mine!" Mo Haoran is not artificial either. He just thinks about Lingxue. On the contrary, he likes to fill his stomach in the food stalls on the side of the road and moves to fill his stomach with his stomach. He has no idea where to eat, what to eat, and what to eat.

Ling Xue couldn't stand the temptation of the fragrance, "Don't worry, these are all pollution-free foods in the countryside. Vegetables and meat have no feed, and pesticide catalyzed, and are purely natural. Although I have been here once, Huang Bing is very familiar with the stall owner here. This little greedy cat often comes here to eat very late!" Ling Xue explained, and she was already holding Mo Haoran on a square stool.

Although the table is old, it is clean and does not make people feel urged to eat. The earthen stove is filled with charcoal and some loose coal balls, without a trace of choking smoke.

"The business is pretty good. If you open a roadside restaurant like this, the income must be very high!" Mo Haoran looked at the dozens of seats full of people, and there were customers coming in groups of people.

Ling Xue shook her head, "In fact, I can't make much money. Not only do I have to pay the protection fee, but the gray urban management company even comes to pump some oil and water every few days, let alone health and quality inspection, industry and commerce, and even the Municipal Environmental Protection Bureau and Planning Bureau will bully these honest people from the countryside. In addition to these, these hot pot and side dishes are three or four times cheaper than those legitimate restaurants. For example, a hot pot in a legitimate restaurant costs more than 120 yuan, but the roadside restaurant here can eat a hot pot for more than 30 yuan. Vegetables are free, tea is free, and the rice soup is free, and the portion is at least twice as much as a legitimate restaurant."

Mo Haoran was also a little surprised to hear Ling Xue's words. He also opened a tea restaurant. Of course, the profit of opening a restaurant is clear at a glance. Some large restaurants, except for some expenses, are almost half-profitable, and the high ones can even have two or three times the net profit. If these roadside restaurants are priced in this way, at most one hot pot can make two or three dollars, it is not a labor cost that is laborious.

"Haha, everyone is easy to bully for these farmers!" Mo Haoran's words were filled with sympathy and shame, because the net profit of a cup of coffee in his tea restaurant was also half-profit, and some imported coffee was twice as profitable.

"Well, so I have an idea. I don't know if Haoran wants to hear it!" Ling Xue smiled mysteriously.

Mo Haoran didn't understand what Ling Xue had, so he smiled slightly, pinched her little hand and asked, "What are your good ideas? Tell me to listen!"

Ling Xue felt the warmth coming from Mo Haoran's hand, "I think it's better to say it after eating hot pot, hehe!" He raised his head and shouted to the foggy people in the shack: "Aunt Deng, come a hot pot with more peppers, don't have coriander, just put some side dishes on it, by the way, let's have another bottle of roasted knife!" Ling Xue ordered something quickly.

The people in the shack couldn't see the appearance at all, so they responded, "Okay, please wait a moment, and you'll be here soon!"

Mo Haoran immediately felt a sense of intimacy. He remembered that this was how he came here. His parents were not at home all year round and when he was too lazy to cook, he went to the snack bar on the side of the road and sat in the food stall. Then he made a great move and started ordering his favorite food, ordering a few bottles of frozen beer in summer and a few glasses of bulk soju in winter.

A warm feeling rose in my heart. No one can refuse this kind of intimacy. No wonder Huang Bing, the little greedy cat, came here so late, regardless of his own safety!

After a while, a waiter brought a tray and said it was a waiter. In fact, it was a girl in her twenties. She had a floral apron on her waist. A ponytail swayed with her lively movements. A little sweat oozed out of her forehead, and her bangs stuck to her forehead. The waiter should be the daughter of the owner of this shop. She took out a few small butterflies from the tray very quickly and said while putting it on, "Stinky tofu, pickles, peanuts, sour radish sticks, haha, free gift!"

Ling Xue smiled and said, "Thank you!"

"Don't be polite-" The waitress smiled politely, "I have measured the burning knife for you, and it has been warmed up!" As she said that, she took out a small wine barrel from the tray and a wine hanger. With a hint of heat, she could smell the intensity of the burning knife.

After doing all this, I took out two rounded wine glasses, which probably cost two cents. After the arrangement, the waitress bowed a little, "Two guests, drink hot wine to warm your stomach first, and the fragrant meat hot pot will be enough for five minutes!"

Mo Haoran felt warm from his feet to his heart, and took out fifty yuan from his pocket and said, "I don't know if you charge a tip, but I have no intention of insulting you. This is what you deserve!" Then he put the fifty yuan in the tray.

The waitress blushed and put away the tray, said "thank you" and walked into the shack to work hard. After entering, Mo Haoran vaguely saw her giving the tip of fifty yuan to Aunt Deng, pointed at Mo Haoran and said a few words, but then stopped moving.

"Haoran, does it feel good?" Ling Xue used a wine hanger to hit the ground-burning knife in the wooden wine barrel into the wine glass. Both of them poured two cents of wine in full, then raised the wine glass and said, "Cheers!"

Mo Haoran raised his glass and drank it all, and said with some fun: "Xiaoxue, you also drink soju, aren't you afraid of hardship?"

"Haha, I was afraid of bitterness for the first time, but I drank a little under Huang Bing's instigation. I felt that although the wine was strong, the taste was very pure. Moreover, the homemade roasted knife made me warm all over my body, but it was not very popular. Except for the spicy throat, I drank all over my stomach and felt that the more I drank, I wanted to drink it more and more!" Ling Xue said embarrassedly. After all, most men think that girls who drink alcohol are not good, especially strong soy sauce.

Mo Haoran made another dough wine and savored it carefully, "I do have this feeling. The wine is spicy but not astringent, the wine is strong but not bitter, it is very pure and fragrant!" Mo Haoran's thoughts were not so paranoid. He thought that drinking could be done, but not drunk. Instead, alcohol can circulate blood, regulate yin and yang, eliminate rheumatism, and help sleep and relieve fatigue, but the premise is not to get drunk.

Mo Haoran picked up the chopsticks and tasted several plates of wine and dishes, all with a deep smell of rural fertile soil. Stinky tofu and sour radish are all the best. Originally, Mo Haoran didn't like to eat pickled vegetables, but when he tasted these dishes of wine and dishes, he had a desire to eat as a meal.

"How is it, it's good, hehe, Huang Bing's little greedy cat comes here almost three or four times a week. She can tell you what's made of any material!" Ling Xue picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Although Mo Haoran did not object to her drinking, as a girl, limiting alcohol is a must.

Of course, Mo Haoran was easy to say, "I understand the good idea you just said. This is indeed a good idea, but would you like to do this roadside hotpot restaurant?"

"Haha, let's not talk about this for now, let's have hot pot!" Ling Xue immediately clapped her hands happily, and couldn't wait to pick up a large pot of earthy pot of fragrant meat hot pot brought by the waitress.

The fragrant meat hotpot was placed on the earthen stove and the hot steam suddenly churned, and the dog meat exuded an attractive aroma.

"Haha, please use it slowly. If you think it's not enough, you can add it. By the way, this pepper is very spicy. You must be mentally prepared!" said the waitress.

Mo Haoran laughed, "I like to eat chili peppers the most. The spicyer the better, the more spicy the more fragrant it is!" Mo Haoran is born to like spicy food, especially when eating hot pot, if he doesn't have a layer of chili oil on it, he will be anxious.

Ling Xue also likes to eat chili peppers. Although she is so spicy that she can't stand it, she still can't control herself. She is like taking drugs. She jumps up and down so spicy that she still can't help but stuffs it into her mouth.

"Come on, eat the dog whip, hehe!" Ling Xue grabbed a long strip of things and put them in Mo Haoran's bowl.

Mo Haoran suddenly stuffed it into his mouth, chewing on the long strip of things, his teeth trembled, and I don’t know if it was hot or spicy.

"How is it, it's delicious!" Ling Xue sucked the fragrant meat into her mouth, chewed it slowly, and looked at Mo Haoran's funny eating habits with a smile on her face.

Mo Haoran swallowed the ripe fragrant meat, stretched his neck, frowned, and breathed a long breath, "It's so delicious, I almost bit off my tongue!" As he said that, he picked up a piece of fragrant meat with his chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth no matter how hot it was. While chewing, he still picked up a piece for Ling Xue and put it in a bowl.

"Well, then you can eat more, fragrant meat nourishes the kidneys. You have so many women, I'm afraid you will have kidney deficiency at a young age!" Ling Xue teased.

Mo Haoran almost choked and said embarrassedly: "Hehe, don't worry, you are here, you are here. If you say I lack anything, I will make up for it. I'm not worried!"

"Hmph, what you want to make up for now is to be dedicated!" Ling Xue sneered and chewed the fragrant meat in her mouth hard, as if chewing a long strip of something on Mo Haoran's body.

"Haha, I want to replenish it too, but I won't absorb it!" Mo Haoran looked at Ling Xue's tilted lips and chewing the things in her mouth hard, and felt a chill.

"Ah, why does this dog have two whips?" Mo Haoran grabbed another long strip and shouted. The diners next to him looked at him with contempt. Mo Haoran blushed when he was seen, "Come on, Xiaoxue, there are two whips, one of us, one of us, I just ate one, this one belongs to you!" He said that, with the strip held it and sent it to Ling Xue's bowl.

"Hmph, if you want to eat, I will eat your whip, and the rest is not rare!" Ling Xue burst out the most powerful quote she had ever had. After saying that, she stuffed the whip-like object in the bowl into the mouth of Mo Haoran who was already stunned with a chopstick!

Mo Haoran nodded blankly, "Eat mine, eat mine!" He was so excited!
Chapter completed!