Different World Development Manual Chapter 19: Crazy Saint
Plate after plate was empty, and one after another diners left.
The manager who was waiting for the diners to bring back the ingredients from the kitchen suddenly realized that something was wrong. These guys have gone forever.
had already said with his eyes, he must cooperate, he must cooperate, but those guys let out the pigeons and grumbled.
ran away?
The manager assassin was sweating on his back, and the whole inch of shirt was attached to his back. He was sure that those guys had definitely run away, and he used such advanced eyes to communicate with them.
I thought they were the king of eyes like myself, but they turned out to be bronze.
can't observe words and expressions at all, it can't keep up with the rhythm of my own king.
If you keep going like this, the king is afraid that he will become the dead.
Watching the dishes on the table gradually become empty, the manager slobbered, observing the expression of the leader of the orc, while carefully fishing for him.
"This is the freshly cooked consuming fish, you taste it, it melts in your mouth, and the aftertaste is endless. Jiangzhou people’s favorite."
The orc leader glanced at the consumable fish that the manager had fished for him with the strange spoon with a hole, grabbed it, opened his mouth, and bit it.
The meat is tender and delicious, and the competition is excellent. It can be said that he has eaten the best fish since his life.
The orcs behind them also swallowed frantically, staring at the orc leader eagerly, as if they were saying: "Leader, let the little ones try it too."
The orc leader grinned, picked up the other fish in the bowl, and threw it over.
What is this called, this is a big belly, leadership style.
The orcs suddenly turned around and snatched the fish that was dipped in sesame oil and covered with garlic particles.
What is this called? This is called increasing team competitiveness, improving wolf culture...improving orc culture.
After a while, the dishes on the table have been eaten by the leaders of the orcs, and they are empty.
duck intestines, hairy belly, blood prosperous,
Lotus root, potatoes, pork slices,
A wave of belly, heaven among the beasts.
The leadership of the orc was still unfulfilled. The greasy paws stained with hot pot oil and sesame oil grabbed the manager and asked in a deep voice, "Are there any more?"
has a strong taste of garlic, and I don’t know how many garlic diced the diners who have just used this bowl of oil.
The manager has been on the battlefield, how can he show his disgusting expression on his face, nodding flatteringly and bowing his waist: "There are some, and everything you want."
Although the language is not fluent, the manager is someone who knows advanced eye contact skills after all. It is a king-level battle between the two, and it seems that they can predict which step the other will take.
The few diners have already escaped, and the little waiter girl collapsed at the door in terror, and a puddle of water flowed.
If you want to add vegetables at this time, you have to rely on yourself.
The manager squeezed out a pretty nice smile, stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed to the road leading to the kitchen at the back door, and said weakly: "Then... Leader, I'm going to the kitchen for you Grab dishes."
The orc leader tilted his head and greeted an orc: "You follow this guy."
"Yes."
Waiting for the dishes is always long, especially when there is only one person in the kitchen, and that person is not the kitchen staff but the front office manager, plus the existence of the orc Debuff, The serving speed can only be slower.
The orc leader naturally didn’t know that the manager’s face was ashamed at this time, where he would catch the vegetables. Anyway, there are so many ingredients in the kitchen, and now the kitchen people have run out of me, so just beep.
looked at the orc who was monitoring him again, Ma Ye, that guy is crazy to test on the edge of danger.
stood by the frying pan, trying to reach out and fish out the freshly fried crispy meat in the pan.
Seeing the orc carefully testing the temperature of the hot oil, the manager couldn't help shaking his head, forget it, I don't bother to care about you, there are so many orc uncles waiting outside.
However, outside, the orc leader looked at the steaming hot pot oil and smelled the overflowing hot pot, and Harazi couldn't help but flow down.
That order is far from enough, I still want it, trouble the kitchen, hurry up!
As a gourmet of the orcs, the leader of the orcs knows that the key to making the ingredients so delicious is the pot of fragrant soup in the hot pot.
picked up the colander and gently scooped it into the pot. There was nothing except the large particles of chili pepper and food residue.
The orc leader directly pours the contents of the colander into the end. The taste of chili pepper and hot pot oil stimulates every taste bud in the mouth.
Looking at the holed soup spoon that was licked clean by himself, the orc leader was amazed. Don't the humans in this different world know that if the soup spoon is free, it can't be filled with delicious soup?
said, he threw the colander away, and stood up immediately, staring at the tumbling red oil soup pot shining brightly. This red soup is absolutely beautiful.
My wasteland orcs will never be slaves!
Except for food.
This pot of boiling soup contains magic that makes people ascend to heaven and cannot stop.
The orc leader picked up the tumbling hot pot, opened his mouth and drank it "all the time".
pepper, pepper, plank, bay leaf, star anise,
shredded brain flower, old duck intestines, waste fish residue, small tofu skin horns,
When the ingredients and food residues are packaged in hot pot oil and mixed together, the delicious magic that bursts out instantly makes it difficult for the orc leader to resist.
The hot and hot hot pot soup ravaged the tongue of the orc and challenged the orc's tolerance to temperature.
But this red soup is really delicious. With that feeling, the orc leader just wants to say: "Thank you for another bowl!"
And when the manager returned to the front hall with a blue scrambled dish, he was immediately stunned.
My god, is this orc crazy?
even drank the hot pot soup, aren’t you afraid of burning your intestines?
I have to say that the orc's body is powerful, from the inside to the outside.
The orc leader almost drank half of the pot of hot pot oil, and then handed the pot to the orcs behind him: "You guys have a taste...hiccup!"
, burping contentedly, looking at the manager drunkly, and beckoning: "Trouble...Thank you for another pot of soup, foreigners... delicious!"
Yo, you are quite polite.
Although I don’t understand, who is the manager, the king of eye contact.
The manager apologized and hugged the basket containing the lettuce to greet him: "Well, no, the people in the kitchen are no longer there, and I don’t know how to make the bottom of the pot.
Why don't you have some other dishes?
Thank you very much for a trip to Jiangzhou. "
The orc leader drunkly glanced at the manager~IndoMTL.com~ and the orc who followed the manager and was blown red by the frying pan. Finally, his eyes fell on the basket of lettuce in the basket.
A delicious dish after soup?
My wasteland orcs will never be slaves!
Except for food.
Orcs don’t pick about anything, raw or cooked, as long as they are not poisonous, they will eat.
And the lettuce and raw meat in this basket, judging from the quality, it is absolutely human beings who can only enjoy it.
The orc leader grabbed a handful of tender beef cut by the machine, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.
melts in the mouth, and the freshness of raw beef makes the orc leader who was drunk and smoked with the hot pot oil suddenly come to mind.
immediately compose a poem with a beater:
"The red soup is delicious.
Drink it all, how happy? "
What is this called?
a cultural man, a poet who makes swords, and a wasteland orc, so romantic.
"Help! Life!"
However, at this time, the waiter's little sister's cry for help came from the door.
The manager and the orc who had just written a poem looked over, and saw the waiter sister begging for help from a group of people.
There are weird people wearing colorful and strange costumes and holding strange iron rods.
There are also elves riding big cats, holding bows and arrows, wands, common and flying blades.
there are priests, temple knights, witches, Taoists and magicians.
The most important thing is that the orc leader saw a familiar figure in that team: "Ann! Rui!"
An Rui helped the paralyzed waiter girl up and gave it to the CPA soldier beside him, turned his head, looked at the orc in the hot pot restaurant, and exclaimed: "Fuck,'Crazy Saint' Niel !"