I'm really just the village head

The hot pot these days is so scary.

Don't change the bottom of the pot!

What if someone who ate the previous batch had an infectious disease?

"This has not been changed?" Liu Chunlai asked Feng Songtao next to him.

Feng Songtao looked at the old man at the top of the stairs waiting for them to go upstairs.

The old man smiled at Liu Chunlai: "Change once a day. After all, whether it is condiments or butter, it is very expensive. There is no charge for the bottom of the pot... Of course, guests can rest assured that the private room upstairs will be charged. 5 yuan, the bottom of the pot is just changed..."

With this, Liu Chunlai was relieved.

Stepping up the wooden stairs, Liu Chunlai found that it was still not cool.

Under the hot pot table, it is actually a coal stove!

Yes, he read it right.

The same is a coal stove, not a gas stove and a gas tank.

If it's winter, it's absolutely comfortable inside.

But it's a hot day!

Is it really good to eat hot pot?

Especially sitting on the main seat facing the direction of the stairs, Liu Chunlai felt hotter.

I really regret agreeing to come to eat this hot pot.

"Uncle Meng, the eel is coming for two catties, and the others are watching." As soon as he came up, Zhang Jianmin ordered the old man who followed them upstairs.

The old man nodded, then turned around.

Did not ask other people.

"This ghost weather is really too hot. It doesn't rain..." Zhang Jianmin, who was sitting across from Liu Chunlai, took off his shirt directly, with a scar on his chest like a centipede.

Liu Chunlai was also taken aback.

Feelings still didn't give up, scared yourself with a scar?

Just like in the future, those punks take off their clothes on certain occasions and show scary tattoos, telling others that they are not offended?

"I fell from climbing a tree when I was a child..." Seeing Liu Chunlai staring at the scar on his chest, Zhang Jianmin pointed to Bai Huanghuan's chest and said with a smile, "This has grown up and it has become like this. If it wasn't for the heat, who Willing to be ashamed..."

MMP, know hot, please have hot pot!

Liu Chunlai wanted to scold it.

It's too hot, and he doesn't want to talk nonsense.

"The old man just now, but the master of the 141 state-owned hot pot restaurant next to People’s Park, even if the same ingredients and other people’s frying bottoms are not as good as he makes... the weather is hot, it’s really not suitable for hot pot. No better..." Zhang Jianmin explained to Liu Chun.

Feng Songtao also hurriedly helped. "Now that the state-owned stores are closed for a long time, they are not open on hot days. And the service attitude is very poor. There is no need to spend money to find crimes?"

Liu Zhiqiang, Liu Long and Feng Songtao are already sitting with scars.

Liu Chunlai and Zhang Jianmin are on each side.

Zhang Jianmin placed Liu Chunlai in the seat of the upper seat, sitting in the last seat with the lowest position, and his posture was already very low.

The dishes have not yet come, and the pot is boiling.

Water vapor rises straight up.

It was roasted below and steamed on top. Liu Chunlai really regretted it.

"Boss Zhang, the food isn't served right now, so let's talk about cooperation." In such an environment, Liu Chunlai really has no patience.

too hot.

"Captain Liu, this hot pot is really good. Not to mention the first in the mountain, it is definitely the top three. The fresh eels are all killed; the hairy belly is all bought by Old Man Meng in the slaughterhouse in the morning..."

Seeing Zhang Jianmin's equipment answer, Feng Songtao shook his head.

"Yes, the old man had a restaurant at home before liberation, and then he became a capitalist... His children were also affected at work because of his problems. The only daughter was frail and sick, and when he went to work at 141 hot pot restaurant, he arranged for street clothing Now that the clothing factory can’t survive, he supports the young couple to open such a hot pot restaurant..." Zhang Jianmin followed Feng Songtao's topic and changed the previous topic.

Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long sat there, staring at Scar.

The eyes of both sides made it seem even hotter.

Liu Chunlai did not say a word.

He looked at Feng Songtao a few more times.

Feng Songtao is more difficult to deal with than Zhang Jianmin.

Under the stimulation of the scent of hot pot, the saliva in the mouth is also like sweat on the body, straight out.

Soon, the dishes came.

Bloody freshly killed eel, beef tripe soaked in water, thinly sliced ​​loin, sliced ​​duck liver, beef covered with paprika...

The old man was followed by a short woman in her thirties with a lot of pockmarks on her round face. The woman quickly served several people with sesame oil, garlic, red chopped peppers, and chopped green onions. Sauce for the seasoning.

Then went down.

"Beer?" The old man looked at Liu Chun and asked Zhang Jianmin after he had served.

"Big man, drink for nothing." Zhang Jianmin didn't ask Liu Chunlai.

Liu Chunlai was still watching.

His body was full of sweat and his clothes were soaked.

Especially the crotch, where sweat gathers, is uncomfortable.

"I don't drink." Liu Chunlai said calmly, "Since we want to talk about cooperation, let's talk first. I don't like talking about things at the wine table."

Simply, Liu Chunlai didn't care about anything.

Originally patient, I was afraid that the other party was Xu Xiaotian's routine in the morning.

Since the other party is like this, he should be asking for it.

"The dishes are already here, this hairy belly is good, it can be blanched in a few seconds..." Feng Songtao was about to change the subject again, stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a palm-sized hairy belly, and put it into the hot pot that had been tumbling long ago.

"Let's go." Liu Chunlai stood up directly, ready to leave.

Although Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long also kept swallowing, this was the first time they had eaten hot pot in their lives.

Liu Chun said to go, then he wanted to eat, and stood up.

"Brother, why are you so troublesome. The hot pot table is really not suitable for business talks, just invite you to drink." Zhang Jianmin hurriedly stood up.

Scar and Feng Songtao are the same.

Especially the Scar, directly blocking Liu Chunlai.

Liu Zhiqiang walked around, blocking Liu Chunlai behind him, while Liu Long stared at Zhang Jianmin.

"Hongmen Banquet?" Liu Chunlai sneered. Since he dared to come, he was really not afraid of the other party. Three to three, he did not have Liu Jiuwa's strength value. Since Liu Jiuwa was assured that Liu Zhiqiang and Liu Long would accompany him, he was naturally not afraid.

Fight.

Although he hasn't really fought before, he has learned a lot of fighting tricks, such as licking the yin leg, grabbing the milk dragon claw hand, poking the eyes...

"How is it possible! We just think that the brothers are doing a good job in business, and want to let the brothers teach something..."

Feng Songtao still didn't want to say the purpose.

I haven't figured out Liu Chunlai's bottom line yet.

Zhang Jianmin interrupted him, "Okay, Song Tao, originally we asked for help, there is nothing to hide."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Liu Chunlai with a serious face, "Captain Liu, we were going to invest 200,000 yuan to produce your kind of pants, and we were cheated. The 100,000 yuan was turned into a 12-year contract for a hemp spinning workshop... …"

"So what?" Liu Chunlai was surprised.

Is it possible that the other party wants to let themselves cooperate with them, and they provide raw materials?

According to the routines of TV series and novels, the gangsters have factories in their hands, and they force customers to purchase.