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After the four of them sat down, they took a look at the menu.

Du Ziteng was about to vomit.

The most expensive dish is only 68 yuan!

Even if you eat until you explode, it won’t hurt Shen Bei’s wallet!

Qi Chuanyu crossed his arms and squinted his eyes: "I've never seen such a stingy person. It's just a small restaurant, why mention Fu Man Lou?"

Niu Ben's upper body was lying on the table, he looked exhausted and as if he was dying: "What a waste of mood!"

Shen Bei slammed the table and said, "Don't be ungrateful. Why didn't you guys feel like you couldn't eat when we were eating dry food in the cave?"

Liao Zhongyang said in a muffled voice: "That's different..."

"Just eat until you are full." Shen Bei said in a lecturing tone, "You are too crazy."

"Let's order." Du Ziteng didn't hesitate any longer, waved his hand, and was about to call the waiter.

Shen Bei pressed his hands: "I'm just a waiter."

As he spoke, he took out a small notebook and prepared to take notes.

Du Ziteng: ???

"Wait a minute—"

It was only then that Du Ziteng realized that Shen Bei was wearing an apron, and it looked like... he was really a waiter!

Du Ziteng took a deep breath and said, "You were scammed?"

"Where should I start?" Shen Bei asked in confusion.

"For a restaurant of this level, three to five hundred yuan is enough to eat as much as you want. Do you still need this little money? Do you want to work to pay for the meal?"

Shen Bei waved his hand: "You don't understand, just order some food."

Du Ziteng smacked his lips and ordered some dishes.

"Wait, there's a surprise today." Shen Bei threw the menu to the kitchen.

Qi Chuanyu was extremely curious: "What surprise?"

Shen Bei couldn't suppress a smile on his face: "I was watching the chef cooking just now, and suddenly I had an idea for a dish. I'll cook it for you myself!"

Qi Chuanyu: ...

"I still think..." Qi Chuanyu suggested tentatively: "Let the chef come. If you cook, activate my medical insurance card. Money is a small matter, but poisoning is a pain."

The others nodded in agreement with Qi Chuanyu's statement.

You, Shen Bei, can also cook?

Isn’t that pure dark cuisine?

Shen Bei snorted: "Just trust me."

Afterwards, Shen Bei invited the four people into the kitchen and began to show their cooking skills.

Boss Wang was very polite. When he saw Shen Bei and others coming in, he immediately moved away from the stove.

I have to let him go... During the conversation, I learned that Shen Bei is a warrior.

An existence that cannot be messed with.

At this time, Shen Bei washed his hands, wiped them with a wet towel, and prepared to start showing off on the new track.

Qi Chuanyu asked, "What cuisine are you going to cook? Which of the eight major cuisines?"

Shen Bei was not happy with what Qi Chuanyu said, and said, "Cuisines are divided by region, not by level. But people never tire of fine food, and people never tire of delicate minced meat."

Among the eight major cuisines, southern cuisine accounts for seven.

There is a popular TV series called "Drawing Sword", in which Chu Yunfei mentioned a sentence when he hosted Li Yunlong for a banquet.

Shanxi cuisine is not up to standard and is not worthy of being served at the table. The only northern cuisine that is worthy of mention is Shandong cuisine.

But as a northerner, Shen Bei doesn’t cook Shandong cuisine.

He said proudly: "I just learned Tianjin cuisine from Boss Wang."

The four of them looked at each other and felt that if the food was to be packed up today, there would definitely be no plastic bags.

Shen Bei threw the pig's stomach onto the pallet.

He took out another piece of chicken gizzard and weighed it in his hand. He scraped off a thick layer of membrane with a knife and threw it aside.

"This dish is called Fried Double Crispy. Right, boss?"

Boss Wang nodded: "It's tender and crispy when you take a bite, and it makes a crunching sound in your mouth. It tastes so good~"

There were fine knife marks on the chicken gizzards and pork tripe. Shen Bei was quick and efficient. He put the gutted chicken gizzards into the pot, turned on high heat, and then added the pork tripe. The red and white mixed together looked very beautiful.

Add scallions, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant. With a sizzling sound, white smoke rises from the pot and the fragrance emanates.

Add sauce and stir-fry.

The iron pot weighing more than ten pounds was turned upside down in Shen Bei's hand as if it were nothing.

Hot oil splashes.

The red sauce spilled into the air, and each small piece of cutlet that flipped in the air was covered with a layer of glossy luster.

"Tsk tsk~"

The four of them were amazed and their appetites grew excited.

“There is work.”

“It looks pretty good.”

"Being a warrior is a waste of your talent. Why don't you be a chef? Leave the responsibility of defending the country to us."

Shen Bei held the dish and looked at them with genuine contempt: "I can't even eat if I rely on you. Get out."

The four of them rolled their eyes in unison.

There was a table full of home-cooked dishes, and several people were eating with gusto.

After Shen Bei ate a few bites, he had to get up and greet the guests.

"Shen Bei." Du Ziteng took advantage of Shen Bei's unbusy time and expressed his thoughts:

"Through this trip to the cave, I feel that capturing aliens is very profitable. Does that mean capturing wanted criminals is also worthwhile?"

Shen Bei gnawed on a chicken leg and nodded undeniably: "Of course."

Shen Bei started his career by capturing You Wuchang and got a huge bargain.

Since that day, Gu Changfeng's food began to decline drastically.

"Done!" Du Ziteng patted his chest: "We warriors have all the skills but we don't do anything and make a lot of money. We are really sorry for ourselves!"

Shen Bei felt that Du Ziteng was making an indirect accusation.

What? You ask me to be a waiter because I earn less?

Shen Bei coughed and took a sip of beer: "With your skills, I advise you to stay away from wanted criminals as soon as possible and don't raise the reward price."

Du Ziteng:......

Niu Ben tilted his head and asked Qi Chuanyu beside him: "What does Shen Bei mean by this?"

Qi Chuanyu held his forehead and explained: "Originally, the bounty for the wanted criminal was only 50,000 yuan, but Du Ziteng gave away his head, so the bounty increased to 100,000 yuan."

puff...

Niu Ben almost laughed out loud.

at this time.

There are more customers in the restaurant.

There were more than ten people this time, divided into two tables.

When I sat down, the seat made a creaking sound.

It's so noisy.

"Waiter, take your order!"

One of the young men, who seemed like an older brother, shouted.

These tones shout out the vastness of the heaven and the earth, and give me the greatest visual sense of the moment.

He has a very ruffian look, with a nose ring and a hint of red on the tips of his hair.

Shen Bei quickly stood up and trotted over.

Looking at this group of young people who looked like hooligans, Shen Bei looked down upon them and grinned, "What would you like to eat?"

"You..." The man was stunned: "Are you a customer or a waiter? What is your identity?"

Shen Bei uttered an "ah" and looked at him as if he had heard nothing. "I have many identities. Which one do you want to hear?"

As soon as these words came out.

The younger brothers on the side immediately became angry and slammed the table:

"Fuck! Why are you talking to my brother Hong?"

"Where did the waiter come from? Why don't you ask who Brother Hong is?"

"You're pretty cool, aren't you?"

"You have no tact, serve some tea!"

……

Shen Bei's ears hurt from listening to these little hooligans quarreling.

He pressed his hands and hushed them, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb others' meal. I heard those four have even worse tempers."

Shen Bei pointed at Qi Chuanyu and the others and said, "I've killed people! If I don't sit down and eat with them, they'll kill me! How scary."

Sky-blasting Gang: ...

Brother Hong's eyes were stern, and he stiffened his neck: "Fuck, who can't kill people with words? What's so great about that?"

“Order!”

"Okay!"

After Shen Bei finished his work, he returned to his table to eat.

Qi Chuanyu's Adam's apple twitched up and down, and his tone was somewhat dissatisfied: "Please stop slandering the positive image of our Zhatian Gang outside."

Shen Bei looked nonchalant: "Everything I said is true."

Qi Chuanyu was speechless.

Soon.

A roar rang out from the diner: "Are you fucking blind?"

Brother Hong pointed at his wet crotch and cursed angrily.

"Yes, sorry."

Xiao Cui, who was serving the dishes, turned pale with fright, as if she was stunned.

"To your mother! It's boiling water."

As he said that, Brother Hong grabbed the kettle on the table and poured it on the girl's face.

Xiao Cui subconsciously dodged to the side, and the boiling water spilled onto the ground, with a white mist rising.

"You still dare to hide?"

Brother Hong, who had a nose ring, gritted his teeth, raised his hand and slapped the girl. With a snap, the girl's cheek became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He reached out and grabbed Xiao Cui's hair, pulling her towards him.

Xiao Cui was in so much pain that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes and she curled up her body.

Boss Wang hid in the kitchen, peeking in and saying polite words, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

For a moment, the scene was in chaos.

In this world, the basic right of ordinary people is to live.

Only warriors are superior.

Below the warriors are the hooligans and petty thugs.

In other words, these hooligans and ruffians are backed by warriors, and they take charge of things that are inconvenient for warriors to do.

Society is like that.

Distorted yet harmonious.

No one thought there was anything wrong.

Warriors all talk about the law of the jungle, why don’t you let ordinary people talk about it?

Weird double standards.

"Lick me clean."

Brother Hong, who was working hard, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist. He could vaguely hear a clicking sound, and then his eyes blurred. The size 41 leather shoes with a dull sound almost flattened his nose!

The whole person flew backwards, not only knocking over the tables, chairs and benches, but also getting splashed with a pot of boiling hot pot.

"It's just a case of being splashed with boiling water. Can I say sorry on behalf of my little sister?"

Shen Bei had a relaxed smile on his face. He pulled Xiao Cui aside and spoke to Brother Hong who had fallen to the ground.

This was not a big deal. More than a dozen of his men stood up and surrounded Shen Bei, with machetes in their hands flashing coldly.

"Damn it! How dare a waiter stand up?"

"court death!"

"Kneel down! I'll chop off your feet!"

……

Shen Bei looked at the group of little hooligans who wanted to move but didn't dare to, with an indifferent look on his face.

The four members of the Zhatian Gang continued eating without raising their heads or opening their eyes.

In their eyes, Shen Bei started to show off again.

so annoying.

"Don't even move!"

Shen Bei raised his eyebrows. It turned out that the person who spoke was Brother Hong.

He stood up tremblingly, the hatred on his face seemed real.

"You can fight, right? If you want to get involved in a gang, you need power! I'm following Wu Jue!"

Hearing this classic line from a Hong Kong movie, Shen Bei almost laughed out loud: "Who is Wu Jue? I've never heard of him."

“I haven’t even heard of Wu Jue in Shencheng, and you still dare to hit me?”

Brother Hong became even more arrogant. He circled around Shen Bei twice. His crooked nose looked a little funny and ferocious.

He snatched a fruit knife from his men and slammed it on the table.

"You like to show off, don't you? Come on, do you dare to kill someone? You can stab me in the neck with a knife and put an end to it, or I will kill--"

Brother Hong, who was spitting, hadn't finished his words yet.

Shen Bei had already pulled out the fruit knife from the table and stabbed it into his neck!