Chapter 192
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Protagonist:
Lu Feng
"Old Qin, look at you, I haven't finished speaking yet!"
Xu Shao Ying instantly felt his thoughts seen through, and the smile on his face froze.
"You think I don't know what you're plotting? You just want to snatch my Red Braised Pork to eat, right?"
Grandpa Qin looked at the queue ahead and snorted through his nose: "If you want to eat, come queue earlier tomorrow."
The three people behind him, Liu Zhen Guo and the others, looked at each other, all with some regret on their faces.
Just now, when the queue outside the shop had just started forming, Grandpa Qin and his group reacted a bit slower than others.
By the time they realized something was wrong, the queue already had over a dozen people.
Grandpa Qin had nimble legs and feet, and was a step faster than the three of them, just managing to snatch the twentieth spot.
"Old Xu, didn't you just say the people ahead might not all buy Red Braised Pork?"
Liu Zhen Guo looked at diners carrying Red Braised Pork into the Hall one after another to find seats, and looked at Xu Shao Ying with some worry: "This is already the seventh portion, and I see they haven't bought anything else!"
"I was careless, I didn't expect... these people today are all here specifically for the Red Braised Pork!"
Xu Shao Ying smiled bitterly, and the expression on his face also became somewhat anxious.
Originally, Liu Zhen Guo and the other two were queuing behind Grandpa Qin, and they weren't too concerned about it.
They thought those queuing ahead might not all buy Red Braised Pork either.
But now they discovered they seemed to have underestimated these diners' persistence, and also underestimated the Red Braised Pork's popularity.
If this continues, today only Grandpa Qin out of the four of them will get to eat Red Braised Pork.
"Old Qin, look at this meat... is it a bit too much? Such a big piece, there are six chunks!"
Xu Shao Ying patted Grandpa Qin's shoulder, pointing at that Young Man not far away who was stuffing Red Braised Pork into his mouth.
"Right, Old Qin!"
Liu Zhen Guo also crowded over, wearing a concerned expression: "Weren't you hospitalized last month because of something you ate? This Red Braised Pork is so greasy, we're afraid you can't handle it."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, that Young Man who had just finished a piece of Red Braised Pork shouted at them excitedly: "Grandpa, this Red Braised Pork is so fragrant! Eating three portions in a row won't feel greasy at all!"
"Eat your meat! I didn't ask you!"
Seeing this Young Man instantly ruin their act, Liu Zhen Guo couldn't keep face and said irritably.
"Alright, you few stop wasting your effort, I'm not a three-year-old child, want to trick me out of my Red Braised Pork? No way!"
Grandpa Qin said with a laugh, not taking their words to heart at all.
"Old Qin, did you forget how Xiao Yu scolded you yesterday?"
Xu Shao Ying leaned over, blinked, and asked Grandpa Qin in a lowered voice with a smile.
Grandpa Qin's figure paused, the scene from yesterday instantly surfacing in his mind.
Because Grandpa Qin ate indiscriminately last month, he triggered gastroenteritis and was hospitalized.
Upon discharge, the doctor instructed Qin Feiyu to let the old man eat less greasy and spicy food.
To the extent that Grandpa Qin could only eat some bland nutritious meals at home every day.
On the weekend Lu Feng didn't open for business, Grandpa Qin was cooped up at home for a day, really not wanting to drink millet porridge and eat seasonal vegetables at home.
So he secretly slipped out the door, ran to Xu Shao Ying's house, and the two of them gnawed on a roasted chicken until their mouths were full of oil.
Before long, Qin Feiyu pushed the door in, just seeing Grandpa Qin holding a chicken leg and gnawing away fragrantly.
Grandpa Qin was dragged home by the angry and anxious Qin Feiyu, and scolded for an hour like a primary school student.
Even the chance to come eat at Lu Feng's shop once a day was nearly revoked.
"Why bring up Xiao Yu?"
Grandpa Qin frowned, his tone softening a bit.
"Although Xiao Yu didn't come today, when she left for work this morning, she specifically told me to watch you, not to eat greasy food outside. You don't want to go back tonight and get scolded by her again, right?"
Afraid Grandpa Qin wouldn't believe him, Xu Shao Ying even fished out the message Qin Feiyu sent from his phone and waved it in front of Grandpa Qin.
"So what? Xiao Yu said I can come eat at Xiao Lu's place!"
Grandpa Qin's expression became somewhat unnatural, and he stuck his neck out and said loudly.
"But this is Red Braised Pork. If Xiao Yu were here, she definitely wouldn't let you eat this."
Xu Shao Ying smiled and said.
Grandpa Qin fell silent for a while, thinking of Qin Feiyu's stern gaze and endless nagging, he couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.
However, his peripheral vision caught sight of that Young Man just now holding an empty plate, licking the remaining braised sauce at the bottom of the plate with a look of enjoyment, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva again.
This Red Braised Pork he had been longing for all night, smelled the fragrance for half a day, and watched as he was about to eat it immediately.
At worst, just get nagged at again!
Thinking of this, Grandpa Qin's heart hardened once more.
"Stop using Xiao Yu to pressure me! Today this Red Braised Pork I must eat! Even if I go back and get scolded, I accept it!"
Grandpa Qin widened his eyes and said with a very determined tone.
After speaking, he simply turned his face away, turning his back on Xu Shao Ying, not wanting to deal with him anymore.
Seeing Grandpa Qin so stubborn, with an impervious attitude, Xu Shao Ying couldn't help but sigh.
Looks like intimidation won't work, then we can only try inducement.
Xu Shao Ying leaned forward a bit, lowered his voice and said: "Old Qin, look, how about this, I still have a few bottles of '82 Moutai at home, you give me your spot, and I'll give you a bottle when we get back!"
As soon as these words left his mouth, Xu Shao Ying himself felt a bit of heartache.
Those few bottles of Moutai were brought back from Guizhou Province by his son over a decade ago, and had been locked in the deepest part of the cabinet ever since.
Normally he couldn't even bear to drink a sip himself, but today, in order to eat Red Braised Pork, he went all out.
"Hiss... Eighty-two vintage Moutai?"
Grandpa Qin's ears perked up instantly, and a trace of heart-moving desire flashed across his face.
This wine is rarely seen now; you can't buy it on the market even if you want to.
"Hey! Old Xu, you're really spilling blood capital!"
As soon as Xu Shao Ying spoke, Liu Zhen Guo behind him couldn't help but come close: "You still have such good stuff at home? Never seen you bring it out before, you old brat hide it deep enough!"
Grandpa Qin couldn't help but swallow his saliva; he indeed felt a bit itchy inside, and his face began to hesitate.
The taste of Lu Feng's Red Braised Pork was something he had been looking forward to for a long time today.
But after all, the shop is right here; if he wants to eat, he can still eat it in the future.
But eighty-two vintage Moutai, drink one bottle and there's one less!
If he buys a portion of Lu Feng's Red Braised Pork to take back later, eats a bite of Red Braised Pork, then takes a sip of eighty-two vintage Moutai...
Hiss...
Just thinking about it feels satisfying!
"Old Xu, so only you have good stuff?"
Seeing Grandpa Qin's eyes show some inclination, Liu Zhen Guo immediately got anxious, stepped forward and said to Grandpa Qin: "Old Qin, I have a can of good tea leaves at home, this year's first harvest Pre-Qingming Longjing Tea Tea Tea, I had someone bring it, fundamentally can't buy it on the market! I won't swap positions with you either, just give me half of your portion of Red Braised Pork later, and I'll send the tea leaves to you when I get back!"
Grandpa Qin's eyes brightened; besides food, his greatest hobby is drinking tea.
Coincidentally, the tea at home was almost finished, and this Longjing Tea Tea Tea also held no small temptation for him.
Seeing both of them take out good stuff to swap for Red Braised Pork with Grandpa Qin, Zhao Jian Hua also became anxious.
But he thought back and forth, and had nothing presentable to offer.
Suddenly a flash of inspiration struck, he came close and shouted at Grandpa Qin: "Old Qin, you want your old wife or not? I heard Xiao Yu say last time, your square dancing partner looks pretty..."
End of Chapter
