Chapter 590: Forced to Treat Me to a Late-Night Snack, Something Happened (Part 1 or 2)
When Jiang Fuyue and his group came out after finishing their meal, they saw Edmund sitting at the door of the store with a small stool under his butt, his long arms and legs curled up, holding a baguette and eating with relish.
He took a bite, exclaimed in surprise, and his face was full of satisfaction.
puff--
Huo Fanjin couldn't help but said: "I thought it was so powerful, but a baguette can turn it into a sand sculpture in seconds."
Fan Ye swallowed her saliva: "He eats so deliciously..."
Fang Canyang nodded: "It is fragrant."
Then, he and Fan Ye looked at each other, turned around and took the baguette.
Gao Zhaoming and Huang Hui followed closely behind.
Jilina also followed with curiosity.
Huo Fanjin: "Do you really have to be so exaggerated?"
Having said that, his feet were out of control and he plunged into the crowd.
“…”
Lin Shumo put away his phone and turned to look at Jiang Fuyue: "Zhong Ziang is coming over to treat us to a midnight snack. Do you want to go?"
Before Jiang Fuyue could speak, Zhong Ziang arrived.
He first greeted Lin Shumo with a smile, and when he turned to look at Jiang Fuyue, his eyes instantly became aggrieved, and his tone was tinged with resentment: "You didn't invite me to dinner, how stingy."
Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched.
"I'm still generous and will treat you to a midnight snack. You can't refuse. You must go."
“…”
Zhong Ziang ran to ask the others, and everyone shook their heads.
Huo Fanjin: "I can't do it anymore. I'm too full and can't even drink a sip of water. You guys go ahead."
Fan Ye: "I have to go back to the hotel before eight o'clock."
The remaining few people also said they didn't want to go, one because they were not hungry, and two because they wanted to go back and rest.
So, in the end, there were only three people at Zhong Ziang's midnight snack party: him, Lin Shumo, and Jiang Fuyue.
Jiang Fuyue originally wanted to leave, but Zhong Ziang suddenly accused her of...
"You can't treat me differently like this, it's too much!"
Jiang Fuyue looked puzzled, then heard Zhong Ziang muttering, "You gave Yi Ci a KT drone for his birthday. I looked it up online, and it's a rare find! And now it's my turn. You didn't invite me to dinner, but now I'm treating you and you're not even giving me face. Tell me, how is Yi Ci better than me?"
Jiang Fuyue was stunned by the question.
"Is he more handsome than me, or is his family richer than mine?"
“…”
"Anyway, give me a definite answer today, whether to go or not." He said the toughest "harsh words" in the most aggrieved tone.
Lin Shumo turned his head away, unable to bear to watch.
Finally, Jiang Fuyue said: "Go."
Young Master Zhong chuckled twice: "That's right, that's fair..."
Before leaving, she turned around and said a few words to Cao Dou.
The latter glanced towards the store entrance and nodded: "Okay, I'll do it in a moment."
A quarter of an hour later, a plate of fried rice was brought to Damon who had just finished eating his baguette.
Edmund looked puzzled: "For me?"
Cao Dou: “Yeah.”
"Why?"
"Let you experience the breadth and depth of Chinese food culture."
"I still don't understand."
Cao Dou placed it directly in front of him and said, "Eat it. Jiang Fuyue treated me."
After saying that, he turned around and left to continue greeting guests.
Edmund was stunned at first, then hesitantly picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful of rice and put it into his mouth.
The next second, his lake blue eyes shone brightly.
…
But Zhong Ziang took Lin Shumo and Jiang Fuyue to a nearby food stall.
He sat down and waved his hand: "Boss, order!"
"Okay!" A fat lady in an apron ran over with a smile, "What would you like to eat?"
Zhong Ziang was familiar with the order: "Dry-fried beef noodles, spicy lobster, twice-cooked pork, and three bottles of beer!"
Lin Shumo: "I don't drink."
Zhong Ziang glanced at him sideways: "Why are you pretending? Stop it."
Lin Shumo coughed lightly and touched his nose guiltily.
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow.
Zhong Ziang asked with a smile: "Can I drink beer?"
"Of course." Jiang Fuyue nodded.
But Lin Shumo couldn't help but look at her twice more.
The fat lady said: "Fresh lamb skewers, freshly grilled, hot. Would you like to try some?"
Zhong Ziang nodded: "Okay, let's start with thirty skewers."
"Hey! Do you want beer in bottles or cans?"
Zhong Ziang: "Bottled, this is what it feels like!"
Soon, the lamb skewers did not arrive, but the beer was served on the table first. It was an old local brand of Linhuai.
Zhong Ziang opened the lid quickly, placed one bottle in front of Lin Shumo, pushed one bottle to Jiang Fuyue's hand, and left the remaining bottle for himself.
He tilted his head back and took a few gulps, and in a blink of an eye, half the bottle was gone.
After drinking it, he burped loudly - "Refreshing!"
Jiang Fuyue looked around. Perhaps the atmosphere was too good, which made her unconsciously recall the time when she and Ye Qianji were wandering before she took over the Lou family in her previous life.
At that time, the grandfather and grandson lived wherever they went, ate at food stalls that were even more humble than this, and drank Lao Baigan that was stronger than the beer in their hands.
As she thought about it, she picked up the bottle unconsciously.
By the time the skewers came, I had already finished half the bottle.
Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo both looked surprised.
"You can drink?"
"So you want to drink too..."
The two spoke almost at the same time, and the next second, they received a cold snort from Jiang Fuyue.
"Do I look like I can't drink?"
They both nodded at the same time, their movements quite coordinated - similar!
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
Since they were all in the same boat, Lin Shumo, who had been maintaining a reserved demeanor, finally relaxed.
Zhong Ziang didn't need to mention it, he simply asked the waiter to bring a can, a total of twelve bottles.
"You guys don't look very old, but you can drink a lot!" The fat proprietress was sitting not far away with a big basin in front of her and a pile of vegetables at her feet. She was picking and sorting them while chatting casually.
In the shed behind her, the boss was frying food in a hot pan. The flames shot up eight feet high and the aroma of the stir-fry spread far away.
Maybe it was still early and the food stall wasn't busy yet. Apart from one other table, they were the only ones there.
Zhong Ziang raised his chin proudly when he heard this: "Okay, okay."
Lin Shumo: "..." What's there to be proud of?
Jiang Fuyue blinked. Maybe all little boys are so childish?
The proprietress smiled and said, "In short, drink in moderation. As the saying goes, a little drinking is good for your health, but too much is harmful to your health!"
Jiang Fuyue glanced behind her and saw the man stirring the wok: "Are you running a food stall with a husband and wife?"
"Yes! To make some money and support my family." The smile on the woman's chubby face deepened, and deep wrinkles appeared at the corners of her mouth.
Zhong Ziang continued, "This is called the husband singing and the wife following, right?"
"Oh, I haven't read much, I just know that if I marry a chicken, I will follow the chicken!"
Zhong Ziang laughed heartily: "It's all the same, all the same, the meaning is almost the same."
Jiang Fuyue took a disposable paper cup, poured half a cup, and handed it over: "Want one?"
"That's great!" The proprietress was not shy at all. She wiped it on her apron twice and reached out to take it.
Jiang Fuyue smiled and gently clinked the wine bottle and paper cup together.
The two women raised their heads at the same time, finished drinking, and smiled at each other.
Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo were both shocked by Jiang Fuyue's actions.
Judging from his familiarity, the jargon he uses, and the strong sense of gangsterism in his every move, he must have done this more than once or twice.
"you……"
The two wanted to ask, but didn't know how to start.
Just then, the meat skewers were served. "Eat more," the proprietress said with a smile, giving a thumbs up. "This is my husband's cooking skill."
"Wife—hurry up!"
"Coming, coming!" the proprietress responded and hurried into the shed.
Then a pot of bright red crayfish was placed in front of the group, with a spicy and numb aroma, and the full aroma of the wok hit them in the face.
Then we stir-fried beef noodles, which were black with red, and the beef chunks were distinct, not the kind of offal with tendons attached.
The last dish served was twice-cooked pork. The aroma of broad bean paste was overwhelming, and the dark soy sauce enhanced the color. There were shredded ginger, pickled peppers and green peppers in red and green.
The boss lady: "Try it, how does it taste?"
Zhong Ziang picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and nodded repeatedly: "Absolutely amazing!"
The proprietress smiled broadly and said, "Take your time to eat."
After eight o'clock, more and more customers came to the food stalls, and the sounds of finger-guessing games and urging people to drink became louder and louder.
Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo were already slightly tipsy, and only Jiang Fuyue's eyes were still clear, but her cheeks were inevitably stained with a hint of red.
Jiang Fuyue picked up a skewer of mutton and was about to take a bite when suddenly a commotion came from a distance. When he got closer, he could clearly hear the cursing of a group of hooligans!
"Look carefully, is this the one?"
"Yes, that's the couple! Brother Fei ate here yesterday and came home with diarrhea. Now he's still in the hospital on an IV drip. I asked them to pay me back, but they refused to admit it!"
"Okay! Are you trying to cheat? Great! Guys, let's surround the stall first!"
"That's right! You should have done this a long time ago. If you don't teach them a lesson, they won't know how powerful they are—"
As soon as this group of people approached, the stall that was bustling with activity one second ago was scattered the next second. Customers with a conscience still knew to pay a hundred yuan or so to pay the bill, but those who were trying to take advantage of the situation had already disappeared in a flash, kicking over chairs and breaking bottles in a panic.
The scene was in chaos for a while.
The proprietress was completely frightened, but fortunately her husband reacted quickly, took a kitchen knife from the stove, and used his body to block it.
"What do you want to do?!"
"What? Pay the money——" The man in the lead looked ferocious.
"As I said before, we will pay for the medical expenses, not a penny less, as long as we get a prescription from a regular hospital."
"Ha! Just medical expenses? You're dreaming! What about lost wages? What about mental damages? My brother's hospital stay was wasted?!"
"How much do you want?"
"Sixty thousand, not a cent less!"
“This is blackmail!”
"It's already good that they didn't ask for a hundred or eighty thousand. You still think it's too much?"
"Okay, then let's call the police and let them handle it."
As he said this, he was about to take out his cell phone.
Seeing this, the other party immediately became angry and said: "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished! Smash it for me--"
At a command, tables and chairs were pushed over, followed by the sound of pots and pans falling to the ground...
In the corner, Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo finally reacted in a daze.
Zhong Ziang: "What, what should I do?"
Lin Shumo: "Should we call the police?"
"Let's retreat first. What if they attack us?"
They both looked at Jiang Fuyue at the same time——
But the girl was seen eating the skewers in small bites, her movements were neither hurried nor slow, with a special kind of calmness, and her eyelashes cast two rows of small shadows under the light.
Zhong Ziang: “?” Still eating?
Lin Shumo: “?!” Are you more pretentious than me?
The meat skewers left a lingering fragrance in his mouth. Just as the proprietress had said, they were indeed very fresh. Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes slowly and asked, "Are you sure you can walk?"
Zhong Ziang pretended to stand up, and Lin Shumo also tried to stand up by holding on to the edge of the table, but unfortunately, their legs were weak and they fell back down.
"What's going on?! Why am I so weak?"
"I feel a little dizzy..." Lin Shumo held his forehead with his hand, and two wrinkles appeared between his brows.
Jiang Fuyue turned the empty beer bottle around and showed the labeled side to the two of them: "Don't you even check the alcohol content before drinking?"
Zhong Ziang cursed softly, he was actually so much drunk than usual.
Lin Shumo was also dumbfounded.
They had never tasted this kind of Linhuai local beer before, no wonder they couldn't even walk now.
Jiang Fuyue: "I don't have the ability to take both of you and escape at the same time."
Zhong Ziang: "What should we do now? The fighting has already started over there. We can't just sit here - hiccup - right?"
Lin Shumo gritted his teeth: "If we leave now, it will definitely attract the other party's attention."
"What should we do then?!"
Jiang Fuyue: "Just wait."
Zhong Ziang didn't get drunk, but he almost fainted from anger: "Even if we just sit there, they'll notice us sooner or later!"
Jiang Fuyue spoke each word with emphasis: "You'd better pray that it doesn't happen."
But the more you fear something, the more it will come to you——
"Brother, look, there's still a table over there!"
"Hiss—it's okay, there's something." The leading man rubbed his chin.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on them.
There were only two men and one woman, all young people. They didn't run away even after seeing such a big scene. The two men were half lying on the table, and the woman had her back to the table, her back straight, so her appearance could not be seen.
"Brother, what's going on with these three?"
"Why is there no reaction at all?"
"You're not going to be scared, are you?"
"Shut up--" the leading man scolded.
The younger brother was very tactful: "I'll go over and chase them away right away..."
"Forget it, it won't cause any big trouble."
"But...what if they call the police?"
"Even if they had ten guts, they wouldn't dare!"
“Yes, yes, yes…”
The man lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry about it. We are here to get money. Let's finish this quickly!"
"Yes, yes, yes. Look at me, I almost forgot."
After a group of people smashed their things and were about to search the cash box, the boss's eyes turned red, and he waved the kitchen knife in his hand, his voice trembling: "Don't, don't come over! I will chop anyone who dares to come over! Get out of here——"
"Yo! This is going to give our brothers some tough fights."
"Brother, get him!"
"Go ahead."
Someone immediately rushed forward and prepared to kick the knife out of the boss's hand.
The boss was so frightened that he could only chop randomly, but every time he chopped, he missed.
Then several more people rushed forward and finally the knife was kicked away.
The boss fell to the ground, his face scratched by a stone, and blood was coming out of the corners of his eyes.
"Sixty thousand, are you going to give it to me or not?!"
"No, give it to me! I won't give it to you even if I die!"
"Great! Very good!" The eldest brother sneered, his sharp eyes shooting at the trembling proprietress beside him, "Bring her here to me, light the fire, and pour the oil!"
Soon, a large pot of oil began to boil under the fire on the stove.
"Boss, that's enough."
"Press her hand in!"
"No! Let me go!"
"What do you want to do?! Let my wife go! This is illegal--" The man's eyes were bloodshot.
At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly rang out.
I saw a beer bottle blooming on the big brother's head, and a slender white hand was holding the neck of the bottle...
Two updates, 4,000 words. No three updates today.
(End of this chapter)
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