Grandma Wang took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Mr. Sun, I am Mrs. Wang next door. Your third uncle and I are eating mutton hot pot outside tonight. You can call Miss Xiao Shui and come with us. By the way, bring the big cat."
After saying that, he handed the phone to Cai Gen, indicating that Xiao Sun wanted to talk to him.
After answering the phone, Xiao Sun's hopeless shouting came from the other side.
"Really? Third uncle, can I really eat mutton hot pot? Great, wherever you go, I will lock the door now."
As for that? As for being so greedy? How much have I wronged you? Cai Gen felt very embarrassed, especially when Wang Shenpo’s mobile phone played loudly. The car was still a good car, there was basically no noise, and everyone could hear it clearly.
It was better not to refuse again, otherwise Xiao Sun’s resentment would become a river when he returned. Cai Gen said bravely,
"Well, Xiao Sun, yes, you can let Xiao Shui drive, and lock the door of Tuoben Whole Sheep House."
Seeing this posture, Cai Gen no longer shirks it. Wang Shenpo and Wang Yongqiang are actually very happy to take advantage of others' short talk. This idea is deep-rooted and can be used by anyone with a bit of human touch, unless they are feeding unfamiliar wolf cubs.
Cai Gen was embarrassed and annoyed because he failed to maintain his dignity. He hung up the phone and continued to look out the car window without saying a word.
Unexpectedly, twenty minutes later, something even more embarrassing happened. Xiaosun and Xiaoshui arrived earlier than them. How urgent was this? It was really hopeless.
After getting off the bus, Cai Gen's face was livid. This group of people were really embarrassed. They didn't show any respect at all. He followed Wang Yongqiang and walked into the Quan Yang Hall.
Cai Gen has heard of this all-sheep restaurant, but I have never been there because it is relatively expensive. It is not like a standard restaurant. There is a sheep pen in the backyard. I kill one sheep at a time, at least one at a time, which is what this restaurant has.
The consumption standard starts at 2,000 yuan.
There is basically no decoration, maybe it just wants a rustic atmosphere. Five people and one cat were led into an independent cabin by Wang Yongqiang. There was a big pot in the middle of the floor. The guests ate around the stove, probably mutton soup.
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The sheep has really been killed, the fat and thin ribs have been cut into strips by hand, the thick soup in the iron pot has been tumbling, and you can start eating as soon as you enter the house.
Wang Yongqiang took out two bottles of national wine with a strong aroma of 53 degrees from the car. He poured two glasses of wine without being polite to Cai Gen. He raised the glass and was about to say a few words, but he saw Zhen Shuiyin and Xiao Sun.
The meat has already begun, and no one is waiting for him to start.
Even the ugly cat stood on the chair, pushed the empty bowl in front of him with his paws, and said to Goddess Wang,
"Mrs. Wang, just give me some chive flowers and add other seasonings to taste."
Oh my god, this cat can talk. Everyone looked indifferent, especially when I actually poured chive flowers into the cat.
Wang Yongqiang was scared at first. Just now, my mother felt sorry for her son and saved her life. This Cai Gen is really not an ordinary person. Cats can talk. Can he be an ordinary person?
Why didn’t you know that there was someone like Cai Gen before?
Looking at Wang Yongqiang's uncertain expression, he knew that Xiao Tian Mao had frightened him, so he might as well give him a few instructions. Wang Shenpo's biological son should also know the depth.
"Master Wang, Xiaotianmao won't scare your son, right? Don't talk nonsense to outsiders. We don't treat you as an outsider."
Wang Shenpo had just finished helping Xiao Tianmao pick up the mutton. She looked back at her son with an obvious warning.
"Go out and keep your mouth shut, don't talk nonsense, or else."
Otherwise, she wouldn't need to say anything later, knowing that her son would definitely understand.
Wang Yongqiang understood, otherwise there would be many consequences. Following my mother, I also know a lot of things in the supernatural circle. Some of them would be ruined and their families would be ruined. He quickly raised his glass and made a toast.
"Boss Cai, this glass is my apology to you. The words are in the wine, so I'll drink first."
The words are all in the wine, so what are you talking about? Just wine is enough? Strong-flavor liquor is not suitable for Cai Gen. Cai Gen drinks cheap liquor without flavor. He gritted his teeth and drank a glass. It was really good.
It was transparent and cost less than 1,000 yuan a bottle. It was different from the one that cost ten yuan a pound. After one glass, the wine path opened up. However, Cai Gen did not drink too much because Zhen Shuiyin was also there.
Xiaosun and Xiaoshui didn't say a word, and Wang Yongqiang toasted them with wine. They didn't even raise their heads, and they were just working there.
Although the fresh mutton is cut by hand, the knife skills are very good. It is cooked once it is turned in the boiling thick soup. It is very tender and smooth, and it is still fat and lean. It is so fragrant that everyone can't put down their chopsticks.
A sheep weighing 100 kilograms, except for the bones and internal organs, can cut the mutton for hot pot with only twenty or thirty kilograms. To eliminate these twenty or thirty kilograms of mutton, what is needed is not appetite, but time.
Cai Gen performed normally. He drank three glasses of white wine and ate about three to four kilograms of mutton. Then he couldn't eat any more. He was really full.
Wang Yongqiang didn't use his chopsticks much, because the meat was probably not yet cooked in his eyes, and he didn't dare to eat it for fear of getting upset. As a result, when he felt the heat was up, the pot was always empty.
Grandma Wang is getting older and can't eat too much meat. She has been taking care of Xiaoling Cat. This time she got to know Xiaoting Cat's appetite. The food Cai Gen usually gave her was less than one-tenth of its appetite.
As I continued to eat, I surpassed Zhen Shui Yin, and as I continued to eat the mutton, I disappeared.
The three of them ate till their stomachs were full, and the cat was still hungry, and finally said,
"It's too late. It's time to go to bed. It's hard to digest after eating too much. That's it for today. Master, don't forget to take the offal and make soup for tomorrow. By the way, there's also braised lamb legs and mutton chops."
After drinking too much wine, Cai Gen's face was already red, but Xiao Tmall became more energetic, not only eating, but also holding it.
This made Cai Gen blush even more. He wanted to say a few words to save face, but Wang Yongqiang became considerate and said,
"I've asked them to hold it. My mother is old and needs to drink more mutton soup to replenish her energy."
This was a good thing to say, and it was very pleasant to my ears. Cai Gen did not refuse.
Grandma Wang was even more eloquent and quickly told her son,
"You ask them to kill another one and take it home to eat slowly. It tastes very good to me."
It was obvious that she was helping Cai Gen improve the food, but she later said that she wanted to eat, could speak, and was a good person, and was much better than her son.
Cai Gen's dissatisfaction just now disappeared as the mutton was eaten in his stomach. Why was he angry? A mouthful of good food is better than anything else. Doesn't meat taste delicious?
If it were another person with dignity, he would definitely stick to his bottom line and not eat this mutton. What would he get then? Inner satisfaction? Winning applause?
Hey, forget it, let's just live it out. Only when we are full can we survive the rest of the day. When we are hungry and have a flat stomach, we can't speak loudly, and we have no confidence.