Mantra

Chapter 1 Zombie Meat

In my third year as a soldier, I have just caught up with the critical moment of our country's military modernization process.

At that time, the central government judged the situation and announced a large-scale disarmament. The "Machine Infantry Division" I belonged to became the key target of the military region's reorganization, and was finally reduced to "Machine Infantry Brigade".Along with many comrades in arms, I retired early.

After that, I separated from the old squad leader. I went back to Hebei, and he went to Shandong.Although they were still in touch with each other, they never saw each other again.

From then on, I left the military camp I had fought for, returned to my hometown, took off my military uniform, put on a white coat, put down my steel gun (well! Actually I haven’t touched the gun a few times), and continued to pick up the rice spoon.

Relying on the "skills" given to me by the old squad leader, I started my long career as a cook.

In the first few months, I worked for a restaurant in the city. Relying on the skills I accumulated in the cooking class, I quickly found a good job, and I could get a good income.

However, after working for a short time, I resigned, because I found that the restaurants in this place were too careless, and I couldn't get along with their "habits".

When I was in the army, the old squad leader often taught us that this cook is all about a conscience. At that time, he also cooked for his brothers.Naturally, it is how to eat it, how to match it with nutrition, without considering the issue of profit at all.

But when I got to the place, I discovered that the principle in the business field is that everything is based on "money"!As long as there is profit, it must be maximized!

For example, the restaurant where I work is already the restaurant with the best hardware in our county, but even so, the canned drinks they serve are all about to expire, and if they can use [-] cents a catty of rotten vegetables, they will absolutely Would not buy ninety-five cents.

In fact, I can accept and understand what they do, after all, do they do business!Cost saving is the most important thing.

But what I never expected was that later I was shocked to find out that they dared to feed the guests "zombie meat" and waste oil!
I won't explain much about waste oil, as everyone knows the disadvantages.But compared with this "zombie meat", it really pales in comparison!
The so-called "zombie meat" refers to imported beef and mutton smuggled from foreign countries.

At first glance, you may think that this restaurant treats us Chinese compatriots nicely, and even gives us imported food.A small meat dish is filled with beef imported from the United States and Brazil, which sounds like a face.

But in fact, that's not the case at all.

Don’t think that this kind of imported meat is better than domestic meat. In fact, it’s the opposite. The reason why this kind of meat is called zombie meat is that it is the leftovers from foreigners. They are sold to Chinese people after disinfection.

To put it bluntly, it's all foreign garbage!

Moreover, you can't eat fresh ones like this.Those meats are often slow-moving goods, and all of them have been frozen in cold storage for more than ten years. They are real "zombies" of cattle and sheep!
The most exaggerated time, I even saw the Russian mutton inspected in 1981.

What is that concept?That is to say, this meat is older than me, let alone me at that time, even "Russia" was not born, and the former Soviet Union has not yet disintegrated!Who would dare to eat such meat if they knew the truth?
Later, I really couldn't see it anymore. As the saying goes, seeing is not seeing, so I found an excuse to resign, and decided to go back to the village to rest for a while, and then make a long-term plan.

And I found that the three years of life in the army has completely changed my soul, especially the pure teachings of the company commander and squad leader, which made me regard the word "conscience" more than anything else.

Maybe because of this, I seem a bit out of tune with this impetuous society.

Fortunately, the owner of the restaurant seems to understand my thoughts.On the last day before I left, he gave me an extra month's salary.He also patted my shoulder and said, from the army to the local area, there is a process of adaptation. If you want to come back, we welcome you at any time.

I know that his words are an affirmation of my cooking skills.Also a suggestion for me.

That night, I bought a ticket back to my hometown early, and then I ran to the hotel dormitory to pack my things. I kept busy until nightfall, and then I turned over and lay on the bed to rest for a while.

But I don’t know why, my heart was in a mess, and when I closed my eyes, all the memories of my time in the army flashed through my mind like a black and white movie. I lay on the bed for a long time but couldn’t fall asleep.

I always feel like something is going to happen.
At around 10 o'clock in the evening, I tossed and turned on the bed, sweating profusely, and finally stopped sleeping. I sat up and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. Only then did I feel much more comfortable.

After that, I wandered to the front desk of the hotel, wanting to "exchange feelings" with the girl on the night shift, and pass the time by the way.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived at the front desk, something really happened!

When I walked into the lobby of the hotel, I suddenly heard the noise from the front desk.There was also the sound of crying girls.

I immediately felt that something was wrong, so I hurried to look in the direction of the front desk, and found four men who were entangled with the beautiful waiter at the front desk.During the period, a man was even more excited, loud and rough, and slapped the counter table.

I know, the front desk has met someone who is looking for faults.From my experience, those four people are either drunks or hooligans!

So I rolled up my sleeves and was about to go to make a rescue.

After all, I'm a soldier who just got out of the army, and the son's enthusiasm in the barracks is still there, and this hotel treats me well, and I often "exchange feelings" with the little girl at the front desk on weekdays.

Now someone is picking on the fault, and as a former chef and former soldier, I have to help.

So without even thinking about it, I just walked over and put my body between those people and the front desk clerk.

My appearance surprised the four men, especially the three men in black suits who couldn't help but took a step back, their expressions suddenly changed, as if they were very afraid of my appearance.

"Brothers! If you have anything to say to me, there is no need to embarrass a little girl." As I spoke, I turned to look at the beautiful waiter with a grateful face, and continued to boast: "Xiao Hong, what's going on! Tell brother! Brother decides for you!"

The receptionist on duty was Ye Xiaohong. When the girl saw me coming, she immediately grabbed my arm as if seeing a life-saving straw, and told me the whole story.

It turned out that tonight, the little matchmaker was working as usual, on the night shift. At around eleven o'clock, she saw off the last wave of customers and was about to close the business.

But at this moment, the four people suddenly barged in from the restaurant. As soon as they entered, they said they were hungry and wanted a meal.

However, according to our hotel's regulations, after the last wave of guests are sent away at around eleven o'clock, the entire restaurant will be closed for business, so naturally no guests can be accepted.Moreover, the cook had already left work at this time, so even if they were entertained, they couldn't cook.

So Xiaohong, who was on duty, had no choice but to decline their request.

The final result was obvious. They were still relentless, saying nonsense like "Since the restaurant is open, you have to receive customers and let your boss come. There is no cook, so why do you open a restaurant."In the end, I actually started to scold my mother.

As soon as I heard it, I got angry.Don't you think it's obvious that you're bullying?Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise my beloved Xiaohong wouldn't be bullied into Xiaolu by them?

At that time, I turned my head, pointed at the most noisy one, and shouted seriously: "Brother, I will give you 200 yuan, can you eat elsewhere? Don't make trouble."

The meaning of my words is very clear. Facing the man who made a lot of trouble - I confessed my cowardice, and chose to pay out of my own pocket to settle the matter.

Actually, it can't blame me.

After all, the person I was talking to was a head and a half taller than me, with muscles all over his body. The man's figure was very burly and strong, and although he couldn't see his face with the peaked cap clearly, it also felt eerie.

But at this moment, the man sneered, and then stretched out his big hand, grabbing my shoulder suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a huge pressure go through my shoulders!

In the piercing pain, I felt that my show of weakness hadn't paid off, and that this man was determined to make trouble.

But when things come to an end, I'm not afraid!Since he relied on his burly body, he would not eat a toast and eat fine wine!Come on then!
The moment he pinched me, I also took action and quickly fumbled my hand into the pocket of my coat.

There is the "Swiss Army Knife" that I never leave.

When he joined the army, he also learned martial arts, and he also won the ranking in the martial arts competition of the whole division.Don't look at me being thin and small, but one strike of mine is enough to destroy this big and thick man.Of course, this is my trump card, and it is a last resort.
But at this time, the man said something that chilled my heart!
"Your knife can't deal with me! If you dare to take it out, I will strangle you to death!"

Listening to that cold voice, my heart skipped a beat!I thought it was over, I knew what I was going to do before I touched anyone, it seemed that I had met a master.

But at this moment, the man suddenly let go of me, and said something that surprised me even more!
(End of this chapter)