Hope Coffee House Chapter 28: 1 duck tongue

When Wu Liang said goodbye to Zhang Feng's mother and son, he still secretly put the envelope containing 20,000 yuan in Zhang Feng's mother's hand, and secretly signaled her not to tell Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng's mother accepted the money gratefully, and sent Wu Liang to the unit door before turning back.

I don't know if Chai Migui is not at home. It's not easy to come to Zhang Feng's mother these years.

Today is a fruitful day. Wu Liang is more confident in punishing Gao Qi.

After walking out of Zhang Feng's house, the aroma of grilled skewers came out, adding a touch of warmth to the bitter winter.

Wu Liang instantly felt a little hungry, so he planned to find a nearby restaurant to fill his stomach before returning to Hope Cafe.

After walking for a while following the aroma of the skewers, Wu Liang saw a simple shed temporarily built by the roadside.

Shanjin District is already an outer suburb of Shencheng, and it is past eight o'clock in the evening. Naturally, no one will take care of this illegally built small barbecue stall.

The owner of the barbecue stall is a middle-aged man with a burly stature and two large duck tongues in his hand. He is busy in front of the grill. Although the weather is cold, he only wears a sweater and his face is flushed red. Sweat was faintly visible.

Behind the middle-aged man, there is a young man in his early twenties, who seems to be the boss's son, who is helping out.

The fat and tender duck tongue bounced on the charcoal fire, occasionally oil droplets dripped, and there was a sizzling sound from the charcoal fire, and the aroma was overflowing.

The barbecue stall was relatively simple, with no tables and only a few small plastic stools. At this time, a few young men were sitting on the stools, holding a handful of duck tongue skewers in one hand, and ate.

The duck tongue should have just been grilled, and it was still a little hot. Everyone sitting around was eating skewers, making a "hissing" inhalation sound from time to time.

Three cars were parked on the side of the road. It seems that these customers were also temporarily attracted while driving on the road.

"Young man, would you like some skewers?" The owner of the barbecue stall greeted Wu Liang enthusiastically.

"Boss, do you have any spare duck tongues?" Wu Liangqiang asked, holding back his greed, the roast duck tongue was golden-yellow and emitting a burst of aroma.

"Yes, there are 10 more duck tongues left."

"Then give it to me."

"Okay"

"How much is the boss?"

"No hurry, wait until you're done eating."

The duck tongue was quickly baked, and the young man behind the middle-aged man quickly distributed the duck tongue to everyone.

Everyone got the duck tongue and immediately started a new round of feasting.

Wu Liang took over his duck tongue, which had been roasted until golden, and couldn't wait to take a bite.

The duck tongue is crispy on the outside, tender and elastic on the inside, and with just a light bite, the fragrant juice instantly explodes in the mouth, and the hot Wu Liang can't help but let out a "hissing" inhalation.

This is delicious too! It's simply delicious!

Unexpectedly, the roadside barbecue stall that I accidentally discovered can bake such a delicious duck tongue.

Wu Liang had lived in Nanjing for 17 years. Nanjing people love to eat duck, and he can be regarded as a glutton for roast duck tongue. Those roast duck tongues I have eaten in Nanjing are still better than three points.

Wu Liang quickly ate the ten skewers of duck tongues.

"Is it delicious, boy? Would you like to add more?" The middle-aged man asked Wu Liang with a simple and honest smile.

"Okay." Wu Liang squinted and smiled.

The middle-aged man was happier when he heard the words, and the young man behind him who was helping out quickly picked up a duck tongue and handed it over.

Wu Liang also came up and chatted with the boss: "Boss, do you only sell roast duck tongue at this stall?"

"Yeah, I'm also good at baking this, and others can't bake at this level." The middle-aged man smiled.

"However, your roast duck tongue is really good. I have never eaten such delicious roast duck tongue. Why don't you open a shop? How tiring to set up a roadside stall, if you can't accumulate customers, you can earn Not many." Wu Liang praised.

"Hey, my craftsmanship was not so good before. It wasn't for the sake of earning a living. This is a craft I slowly learned."

The two chatted for a while, and the duck tongue in the middle-aged man's hand was baked.

Because the duck tongue roasted this time belonged to Wu Liang, the middle-aged man handed it directly to Wu Liang and said with a smile: "This time, there is a lot of roasting, so eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold. ."

Wu Liang didn't answer, but smiled and said, "Boss, you put too much salt on the duck tongue."

"How is that possible? I've been baking it for 10 years, and it's absolutely no different from the salinity you just ate." The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled, continuing to hand the duck tongue to Wu Liang.

"If you don't believe me, try a bunch of them, I'll invite you." Wu Liang said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged man asked with a frown as his smile faded.

"Please eat your own roasted duck tongue. It's delicious, why? You dare not eat it?" Wu Liang joked about his taste.

"What is there to not dare to eat? It's inexplicable!" The middle-aged man was dissatisfied and took back the duck tongue that was handed to Wu Liang.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The middle-aged man held the iron sign with the duck tongue in his hand and stabbed Wu Liang in the face.

Wu Liang had been prepared and ducked sideways.

"How did you find out?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.

"The duck tongue is so delicious, and it is unreasonable to go to such a remote place in the outer suburbs of Shencheng to set up a barbecue stall. If it is forced by life, naturally the more types of barbecue, the more money you can make. Why? Will you only sell duck tongues? The most important thing is that Shifu, who sells barbecue every day, how can you have a pair of clean hands without oily smoke and cracks?" Wu Liang sneered.

"The kid is very smart, but it's a bit troublesome." The middle-aged man looked at Wu Liang in distress and said, "We all focus on being kind to others in our business. I wanted you to have a good meal, Shu. It's comfortable to take on the road, but you have seen through this drugged duck tongue again, there is no way, this can only make you suffer a little before you leave."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the young cook behind him and the seven guests at the barbecue stand all got up and surrounded Wu Liang.

Wu Liang was well prepared and kicked the oven over with one kick. Taking advantage of the chaos of the tumble of charcoal fire, he found a space and quickly escaped.

"Did Gao Qi send you to kill me? It seems that I really stepped on her tail." As Wu Liang fled, he still taunted the people behind him.

A few young men were chasing Wu Liang, while the middle-aged man calmly ordered a few people to stay and start the car with him to chase Wu Liang.

This is the first time Wu Liang has encountered an assassination. The barbecue stall is located near Zhang Feng's house. Gao Qi must have something to do with this.

It's actually very simple to get rid of everyone's pursuit, just run into the corridor of a community and go back to the Hope Cafe.

Most of the nearby communities are old communities~IndoMTL.com~ The community has no access control, and the unit door is also open. As long as Wu Liang casually crawled into a corridor and returned to the Hope Cafe, these people who were chasing him behind him would only You will think that you have entered a house of a certain resident.

In this way, these people behind them would never dare to knock on doors to find themselves, they could only stay around the community, waiting for their reappearance.

But this is really too passive, Gao Qi has already shot at him, Wu Liang doesn't want to sit still.

After thinking for a while, Wu Liang had a plan, and quickly ran into an old community and got into a corridor with the most lights.

Afterwards, Wu Liang exchanged a stealth card that he had never used before and used it immediately.

Just for a moment, Wu Liang felt that the whole world seemed to be a little different before his eyes.

Wu Liang tentatively tapped the railing with his finger, and his finger passed through the middle of the railing, as if he had become a transparent person, unable to interact with the real world.

Afterwards, Wu Liang saw several young people chasing after him running into the corridor, passing through his body one by one, and chasing upstairs.

In the meantime, a young man did not forget to instruct his companions to keep their voices softer.

Several young people went upstairs and searched carefully, but found nothing, so they had to go downstairs again, and just happened to meet a middle-aged man who got out of the car and came over.

"Where are the people?" the middle-aged man asked.

"After I ran into this corridor, I couldn't find it. It must have been a resident's house."

"Damn, it's so unlucky, this can make him run away." The middle-aged man scolded in a low voice, and instructed a group of young people: "You watch me around here, and I will I don't believe that he can hide in it all the time."

The crowd responded and dispersed.