Fishing the Myriad Heavens

The pots were filled with fragrant and steaming stewed mutton soup, and piles of dipping sauces were placed on each table.

Now the weather is very hot, and a group of people dug for such a long time. It has already been sweating a lot. Sitting on the open space, the sweat on their bodies can't stop coming out.

But all this is not worth mentioning to the hungry cooing belly, a group of people can't wait to pick up the meat in the bowl and dip it in a dish and start eating.

"His! Hot!" One person put a large piece of meat into his mouth, and the next moment, he was directly inhaled by the hot meat, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.

"It's so delicious! It's the first time I've had such a delicious meal after living so long!"

"Stupid, this soup is the essence, so delicious!"

Carrots and greens have their own love, and some people sip soup in small sips and enjoy themselves.

In fact, the true essence of the stewed mutant mutton meat is soup! A large amount of amino acid is incorporated into the soup from the mutated meat, which is indeed even better in terms of taste!

Fortunately, there are a hundred people. On average, each person has a pound of meat, plus two large bowls of rice. It is not necessary to directly support it.

A group of people were lying in the shade of the tree, chatting in groups in smoke.

Half an hour later, Beifeng smiled again. "Did you eat at noon? Are you full?"

"Suck!"

Everyone's eyelids jumped, and Mom's smile was so treacherous!

Sure enough, the second sentence of Beifeng came, "Since you are full and drink enough, do you think it's time to start construction? This pond is still far behind."

"what!"

"Damn, I thought it was a good job. I shouldn't have come here. I just changed it for someone."

When everyone heard this sentence, they all couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look on the second cargo.

I was ordered to wait for someone to come here. The two goods were delivered to me by myself, so that everyone felt better.

One hundred people, a dozen people were doing dishes or the like, and the rest hummed and dug into the pit.

Soon it was evening. After a day of hard work by these people, a large pit more than two meters deep and sixty to seventy meters wide was dug.

This is because the soil is relatively soft and there is no hard stone below, otherwise there is no such result.

In the evening, these people had been eaten by the north wind, and they could not live in so many people in their house.

Considering that it will be very busy tomorrow, Beifeng thought about letting half of them live in the village, and the rest can go back.

Those who can go back are naturally happy, for fear that the north wind will let them dig a pit tomorrow.

The rest are bitter, not sure how this big boss is going to toss himself tomorrow.

Over the next day, more than ten individuals were left outside the Xiazhen shop, preparing to show the way to the guests, and the rest came to work outside the Beifeng house.

Chopping firewood, chopping firewood, fetching water, Beifeng suddenly found that he seemed to have nothing to do.

Beifeng thought for a moment, and carried the pole. The ice came to the stream in the backyard, using the pole. The ice plow came out of a drainage channel that was 30 to 40 centimeters deep and the thickness of the baby's fist. Into the dug pond.

Watching the water continuously poured into the dug pond, Beifeng turned back to the house, and it was estimated that it would take a long time to fill the pond with the speed of the current.

The mutated meat is now like chicken ribs to him, tasteless, unfortunately discarded, reserved and occupied.

Let's just have a fun event, and use up the meat of the mutant a few times.

At eleven o'clock, guests are coming one after another. Today, the weather is still as hot as ever.

Some guests really came directly with umbrellas and chatted in groups.

Some smart guests moved the small table directly into the shade, and even more directly into the woods.

"Yanyan, how do I feel like I'm in a thief's den? Look at these waiters? It doesn't look like a good person when you look at them one by one."

A girl whispered to her companion, she said hesitantly when she said three words to the waiter.

"It's okay, what are you afraid of? It's okay if so many people have been there a few times before." Zhong Yan said with a grin, and then pointed at a guest at the table next to him. Is a tattoo full of body polite? "

Looking at Zhong Yan's eyes, a young man in his twenties looked crippled, and almost engraved me with the words "I'm not a good person". At this time, he was laughing and looking at a "waiter" Say something politely.

"Really, it looks like I'm wrong, and I shouldn't judge people by their looks." The woman put out her tongue and looked embarrassed.

The man who was considered polite by Zhong Yan was pretending to be a grandson in front of this "waiter."

"Brother Meng, why are you here?" Luo Quan's eyes were almost glaring, asking respectfully.

"Is this the waiter you just called?" Meng Qingfeng asked Luo Quan staring blankly.

Luo Quan said for a moment, "Yeah, you are here for dinner, Brother Meng? This boss is too businessless, and the customer is God. How can you let God hang here in the sun and not prepare a glass of water!"

Meng Qingfeng twitched his lips and said an ugly smile, "Do you know me?"

"I know, I know! I had the pleasure of meeting you at the Blue Bar last time."

Luo Quan was a little excited. This is the big brother on the road. The bar area where he is located is the place where the other person cares. Last time, his manager was the same as his grandson in front of each other.

I am just a logistics supervisor. If I can get familiar with this grandfather, maybe he will mention it with the manager next time Brother Meng comes over, then the position and salary must not be increased.

"You recognize the wrong person. I'm just a waiter. You want water, I'll go and pour it for you." Meng Qingfeng's face was dark, and he turned and left.

"Brother Meng, I didn't recognize the wrong person!" Luo Quan looked surprised, and wanted to catch up.

Meng Qingfeng turned back fiercely, his eyes flashed with danger, and said in a cold voice, "Don't you understand what I said? I said that you recognize the wrong person. If I find out what you said today, you will be ready All right! "

Luo Quan was startled and stood still. There was only one thought in his heart, "What a terrible look."

"Quanzi, what are you crazy about doing so kindly to a waiter?"

After returning to the seat ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Luo Quan's companions asked in confusion.

Luo Quan shook his head and said nothing. In his mind, I kept thinking of what Meng Qingfeng said just now.

"Boom!"

"Your water, please use slowly."

Meng Qingfeng brought a cup of tea and placed it in front of Luo Quan.

Luo Quan was so frightened that if he was sitting on a needle felt, he regretted his death. What kind of waiter is he? Well, this time, his face is mixed, but will he be accounted for after the fall?

"No, Blue can't stay, just resign when you go back!"

Luo Quan's face changed for a while, and his heart made a decision.

Maybe one day, Meng Qingfeng saw that he turned over the old account, then he couldn't eat and walk around!

After the people arrived, the stewed and mutated Daotang soup in the ten-pot cauldron also gave off a sizzling heat, and a scent of aroma was blown out. (To be continued.)