"Is it because Zhong Lin is not used to the food here? It shouldn't be. It's not a day or two since he came, and he has had a few meals at home. Besides, the food here is much better than at home!"

Thinking of this, Wu Mingtang picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet and sour fish belly and stuffed it into his mouth. It was nothing at the beginning, but after he bites two, the expression on his face was so wonderful.

Not to mention the ingredients of this sweet and sour fish belly, the taste alone should be sweet and sour, and the sour is sweet. When I eat the fish belly inside, it is soft and refreshing, with a fragrant smell on the lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is endless. However, the "sweet and sour fish belly" that Wu Mingtang just picked up and stuffed into his mouth made him regret it! The skin tastes okay, but when Wu Mingtang bites the fish belly inside, he seems to have chewed a piece of salt bump, which is so salty.

Wu Mingtang didn't care too much. He didn't want to endure the "sweet and sour fish belly" that he couldn't swallow, but spit it out directly.

"Water, water..."

Wu Mingtang stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the kettle.

Wu Shaojie hurriedly poured him a glass of water and handed it over.

"Is this the salt seller killed? Why did you put so much salt? It's like... it's like eating salt lumps!"

Wu Mingtang poked the fish belly with chopsticks, but found that there was a large piece of unmelted salt mixed in the fish belly. How could this be the sweet and sour fish belly? It was simply a "sweet and sour salt lump"!

"Uncle Wu, please try this again."

Zhong Lin had already recovered at this moment and said, pointing to a plate of fried pork that looked full of appetite.

Wu Mingtang picked up the chopsticks and hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't do it.

"Hey, what's wrong? What are you afraid of? Could this dish still bite people?"

After saying that, Hao Datong picked up the chopsticks and picked them up. It was too late for Zhong Lin to step forward to stop him. Hao Datong had already stuffed a full of fried pork chopsticks into his mouth.

"I'll go, what does it taste like?!"

Hao Datong said, his face flushed, his nose smoked, and tears were almost falling. This is not the first time Hao Datong has eaten in this restaurant. To be precise, he eats in this restaurant every year when he comes to Wujiabao, and this stir-fried pork is his favorite. However, today's fried pork may leave a psychological shadow on him. Then what kind of fried pork is? It's simply fried devil pepper!

Brother Peng Shui didn't believe in evil, so he picked up the chopsticks and tasted several other dishes. As the saying goes, one's mistakes lead to wisdom. With the lessons of Zhong Lin, Wu Mingtang and Hao Datong, Brother Peng Shui became smarter. He just picked up a little bit of each dish with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and some even dipped it in a little soup with chopsticks. But even so, Brother Peng Shui finally drank a large glass of water.

Without exception, every dish on the table has lost its former taste. What special dishes? What signature dishes? What should have been sweet has now become salty, and it is very salty; what was originally salty has now become spicy, and it is even more spicy than perverted; it was originally sour, but now it seems that bile has been added, and it has become extremely bitter...

"Waiter, come in..."

Hao Datong's hot temper exploded instantly, and he slapped the table with a "slap", which made the plates and bowls and chopsticks jump up.

Originally, there were special people serving the room in Room No. 1, but for the convenience of speaking, after all the dishes were put on, Wu Mingtang asked them to wait at the door. Hao Datong's shout was full of scent. The two young men standing at the door didn't know what was happening in the room, so they didn't dare to neglect them, so they hurriedly pushed the door and walked in quickly. When they saw Hao Datong's angry expression, their bodies were trembling involuntarily...

"General..., General..., General, what order do you have..."

The two young men were slamming their tongues and talking hard. They lowered their heads deeply and never dared to look straight at Hao Datong again.

"Come on, I'll treat you today. How do you taste these meals cooked..."

Hao Datong suppressed his anger and greeted him.

"this……"

Although one of the smart guys was scared, he immediately tasted some taste from Hao Datong's words and the atmosphere on the scene. He guessed that there must be something wrong with the dish, so there was no need to taste it!

"God..., General, see which dish is not suitable for your taste, I have asked the kitchen to make it again for you."

The young man stroked his tongue, laughed with a grudge, trying to calm the matter down as soon as possible. He knew very well that none of the masters in front of him were easy to mess with.

Hao Datong is thick and thin. If there is really only one plate of vegetables, it may be the chef's temporary mistake. As the saying goes, people make mistakes, and horses have leaking hooves. Who has not made any mistakes? But the dishes on the table cannot be eaten without exception. That is not a mistake, it must have been done on purpose! So who is looking for trouble? Who is the mastermind behind the scenes? It seems that the two guys in front of him should not know what's going on.

When Hao Datong thought of this, he said to the young man who was talking: "Forget it, forgot, go and call the chef who makes this table of dishes here."

"Okay, okay, general, please calm down and calm down. Let's call us now, and call us now..."

The two guys retreated like an amnesty.

"Did we offend someone?"

Brother Peng Shui twisted his beard and frowned.

"Who can we offend? Marquis Simon of Warner? Impossible, impossible! As the saying goes, the prime minister can take a boat in his stomach. Besides, the money he spends is not much compared to other places. People from Xuanyi Society? Impossible! We have done our best to be kind and righteous, and Baoshengwan has also been returned to them. Not only should they not hold a grudge against us, but they should even thank us! Who would that be..."

Wu Mingtang muttered in a low voice, thinking of the target person again and again, but overturning his ideas again and again.

"Isn't it someone who's a prank?"

The nine-tailed fox picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the plate in front of him and said.

"What drama?"

Hao Datong didn't hear what the Nine-tailed Fox said clearly, or he didn't know what "prank" meant.

"I mean, is someone kidding us?"

The Nine-tailed Fox hurriedly changed his opinion.

"Just kidding? If someone is joking, then the joke seems to be a bit big, and it shouldn't be that simple..."
Chapter completed!