Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 183 It's Drizzling

BBQ restaurant.

After knowing Pei Cheng's "family property", Chen Chuanwang was not polite at all, and ordered whatever he wanted to eat.

Of course, adhering to the principle of not wasting, he didn't order too much, only a few hundred dollars.

For him, the price was too much.

The barbecue in the small county town, to be honest, has nothing special, and it is mostly common.

vegetable……

It is Chen Chuanwang who doesn't like to eat. He has never understood what is so delicious about grilled eggplant, grilled enoki mushrooms, and grilled leeks. In his opinion, grilling is all about meat.

"You don't feel tired?"

Pei Cheng was speechless.

Just at the beginning, the barbecue plate was full of oil. She really didn't want to eat so much oil at night, but it came all the time.

"Are you drinking?" she asked.

Chen Chuanwang shook his head: "What's so good about wine? It smells like snow... sour plum juice is fine."

According to his usual habits, Chen Chuanwang would order a glass of Sprite, but this time he ordered a lot of meat. Drinking Sprite would make his stomach bloated.

"Boss, a glass of sour plum juice."

Pei Cheng waved to the boss, then picked up the mutton skewers, and said, "Mutton skewers, eat more, this is the sheep that was just killed today."

Chen Chuanwang raised his eyes, with a chicken bone in his mouth, and said vaguely: "How do you know? Don't say that this store is also yours."

"The store is not mine, but the sheep is mine. If it weren't for the fact that there is no equipment for roasting whole lambs here, I would be eating roasted whole lambs tonight."

Chen Chuanwang was silent for a while, then asked: "...that's outrageous, so much mutton skewers, what to do with the rest of the mutton?"

Pei Cheng said lightly: "Little lamb, the meat is not too much. I asked the store manager to freeze it for me. I will eat lamb every day in the next few days."

"rich."

Here, mutton is not cheap.

Normally, mutton is only available during Chinese New Year, festivals, or exercises such as weddings and funerals. Of course, the main reason is that there is no habit of eating mutton here, so not many people eat mutton.

The common pots in restaurants are mainly beef hot pot and dog meat hot pot, and mutton is rare.

Knowing that the mutton is from "his own family", Chen Chuanwang worked even harder to clean it up. I have to say that the fresh mutton is tender.

There is a lot of barbecue oil, so it is easy to make people full, not to mention that Chen Chuanwang's order is all meat, so it is easier to get full.

In less than half an hour, he was already a little bit full, but there were still a lot of meat skewers on the table.

Pei Cheng didn't eat in such a hurry, but his appetite was only that big, which was almost the same.

Chen Chuanwang said to Pei Cheng: "Don't worry, eat slowly, these can't be wasted."

"I should be the one who said this to you." Pei Cheng said speechlessly, "You eat a lot more than me."

"No, I have a good appetite."

Chen Chuanwang took a sip of sour plum juice, touched his stomach, and began to rest: "I ordered too much, but I can't waste it!"

Pei Cheng said: "I really can't finish it. You pack it up and take it home. Get up early tomorrow and heat it up. You can eat it with buns and steamed buns, or give it to your dog directly."

"I know, but it's a little bit if you can eat a little bit. Take your time and don't worry." Chen Chuanwang leaned on the chair and watched Pei Cheng eat.

Pei Cheng gently stroked her hair, looked up at the night outside: "It's drizzling."

"En." Chen Chuanwang nodded slightly, and then added in a twitch: "Under the Paradise Umbrella."

Pei Cheng: "...I'm sick!"

Pei Cheng was amused.

What kind of strange dialogue is this, inexplicable.

After thinking about it, Pei Cheng coughed loudly, but she forgot that there was something in her mouth, and she choked on this smile.

"Cough cough cough..."

"I told you to eat more slowly, do you see yourself choking?"

Chen Chuanwang disconnected the plate containing the barbecue tonight, then took his cup aside, and then drew a few pieces of paper for Pei Cheng.

"Cough cough."

Pei Cheng covered her mouth and wiped herself, then glared at Chen Chuanwang: "You... cough... don't draw paper for me first, cough..."

"I'm afraid that your saliva will spray on the meat." Chen Chuanwang said indifferently: "To be honest, no one can control what they can spray when they cough. I don't want to splash anything other than saliva. come out."

This means...

You think I can snort, don't you?

Pei Cheng was furious.

Chen Chuanwang poured her half a cup of sour plum juice: "Drink some to moisten your throat, don't cough, or you won't be able to eat."

You are not alone!

Pei Cheng drank a little sour plum juice, brewed it in his throat for a while before swallowing it, and immediately felt a lot better.

It's normal to cough when eating. There are cumin and chili powder on the barbecue. Once you choke, it's hard to stop.

After drinking the sour plum juice cup by cup, it took several minutes for Pei Cheng to return to normal.

"Hiccup~"

"I'm full."

Pei Cheng glanced at the uneaten food left on the table, and spoke to Chen Chuanwang helplessly.

Chen Chuanwang comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, there is water in my stomach, and it will be gone after going to the toilet."

"...you are beer!"

Pei Cheng really wanted to kick Chen Chuanwang.

Listen, what is this saying.

I really can't eat anymore, and the rest can only be packed.

Pei Cheng said earlier that Chen Chuanwang naturally regarded it as his own.

It was still drizzling outside, and it was still early, so Chen Chuanwang was not in a hurry to go back: "It's still raining, why don't we go back later, let's take a stroll?"

"Okay, digest food."

Along the eaves of various shops, the two took a walk.

Chen Chuanwang broke the silence and found a topic: "Where did you go to junior high school?"

"It's at Sanjiang."

"Sanjiang~ I remember that Huang Yan also went to Sanjiang, and that so-and-so..."

"Not many elementary school classmates are there, after all, it's far away from here."

Going to school in rural areas is generally based on the principle of proximity. Most families go to elementary school or junior high school within half an hour, and it is faster to ride an electric bicycle.

It is precisely because of this that after many primary school students enter junior high school, they will find that there are forty or fifty classmates in the class, and at least ten of them are their primary school classmates.

"Then where did you go to high school?"

"Dajiang."

"I almost entered the river before, but I thought it was far away."

"It's really far away, and it's not a good school. It's gone now."

"The school is gone?"

"Ang, there were not many students at that time, and then all the remaining students were transferred to other high schools."

"Oh, I got it."

In some places in the countryside, there are really not many children nearby. As time goes by, they will gradually lose their students, and will gradually close down and disappear.

This is a very normal thing. As far as Chen Chuanwang knows, the few primary schools he used to hear about when he was a child are gone now.

"The university..."

"No."

(End of this chapter)