"This taste is great! Which place is the dish?" Boss Qiu went to the kitchen and took a deep sniff, then opened his mouth.

Under his nose was a small bamboo basket with yellow color and red color, long and thick fingers, irregular shape, uneven and crooked, twisted and crooked fried food.

"The taste of fried crispy meat is more favorable to the southwest region, but the seasonings are not complete, so the recipe is not very authentic." The negotiating man spoke and explained.

In the afternoon, around five o'clock, the negotiation man went out and bought vegetables, seasonings and cut a piece of fresh meat. It was not yet dark, so he was ready.

Boss Qiu picked up a small piece, threw it into his mouth and tasted it, and gave a thumbs up.

"It's really good. There don't seem to be many people in the southwest here? Why do you like to make southwest-style things so much?" Boss Qiu said OK, and said a little curiously.

The negotiating man pointed to the man who was busy at the stove and said, "He is from the southwest and the most powerful of us. He made the dishes that we had never eaten before, and they were all classified as southwest flavors.

Moreover, we call it the southwest-style flavor, which is also quite general, including Sichuan and Chongqing. We are used to calling it this way, including dishes nearer around the Yangtze River and further south.

The main reason is that the eating habits of those places are quite different from those around the Yangtze River and the north. Another reason is that there are few people in the fleet, so they are grouped together."

Boss Qiu suddenly realized and looked at some other dishes. They all felt that they were pretty good. At least they smelled quite fragrant, and the cooked was very rich, with several meat dishes.

"By the way, Boss Qiu, is there any particularity in making the so-called tribute rice? This is the first time we have done this thing..."

Seeing the good rice lying on the side in the wooden basin, although it was slightly yellow, it was still crystal clear and full, the negotiating man seemed a little worried.

Boss Qiu thought for a while and said, "You are not very good at crushing. You can cook it for a while, drain the rice soup, and then put it in a steaming bucket and steam it slowly over low heat.

Add some brown sugar to rice soup, and you can be considered a drink. When steaming rice, you can mix a small amount of lard to make the fragrance stronger. The most important thing is to seize the time, and steam it and serve it on the table. It is the most fragrant and delicious at this time."

The negotiating man nodded and ordered someone to deal with it as Boss Qiu said. He also took off his cooking apron and followed him to the counter next to the door.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the negotiation man was hesitant and entangled, Boss Qiu spoke first.

The negotiating man hesitated after hearing this, and then said, "Boss Qiu, can you help me? Please invite a gang figure who can eat nearby to cover us. It would be better if you could take us out for a few more times."

"Why did you have this idea? Haven't you warned you to try not to get involved with the gang members? "Boss Qiu frowned, and his tone was a little unhappy.

When the negotiating man heard this, he quickly explained that he was worried, afraid that he would accidentally cause trouble or make some taboos. He hoped that someone would come forward to help and negotiate.

When I went out in the afternoon, it was already a little cold. I didn’t know where to hide during the day, and gang members who disappeared also emerged one after another.

Three, three, two, five, seven, and almost walked up for a while and could see a group of people. He even saw it twice along the way.

After hearing this, Boss Qiu nodded and expressed his understanding. It was better not to have other ideas. It was indeed quite chaotic during this period, so it was not surprising that he had this idea.

"...But, people who want to make things easier in this area and make others sell their face are not ordinary people. I am afraid that people will not look down on anything you can bring out?"

After hearing this, the negotiation man sighed helplessly. He was about to turn around and leave, but Boss Qiu thought for a while and spoke again.

"One person may ask, but I want to ask first, do you often cook dishes from all over the country?"

When the negotiating man heard this, he hurriedly said, "Most people should want to make some food in their hometown. It may not be very good, but it must be some unique dishes in various places.

Many of us have not returned for many years and have not eaten the food in our hometown. We are certainly willing to cook it. Moreover, we have been to many places over the years. We have eaten special dishes in some places. If we have the conditions, we can also make them out and try them."

Although I don’t know why, whether this matter is successful or not must be related to these things, so the negotiations expressed their willingness to make these dishes.

The two whispered to each other on the counter for a while. According to Boss Qiu, among the powerful gang forces, there was a man named Sun Jiming, a gourmet who likes to eat and drink very much.

The other party just named it in the gang, does not participate in business, nor does it participate in the fight. It is just that when there is something to do, it comes forward to coordinate and has plenty of free time to take them to play. As for the premise! Of course, it is to bring out the special dishes to entertain the other party.

"...He... can he suppress other gang members in this situation? Can he sell his face?" The negotiation man was a little worried and frowned and asked.

"Remove the word "My"!" Boss Qiu said with confidence on his face and lowered his voice: "The landlord in this area is surnamed Sun. Do you think he can sell his face?"

According to Boss Qiu, although the other party is only the same ethnic group as the landlord rather than the same family, he is indeed backing the landlord and joining the gang, just to coordinate various matters between the tenants of the gang on behalf of the landlord, so as to avoid too much conflict.

For example, if the fire broke the real estate, what kind of industry do you want to build and renovate the real estate, or if there is any cost issue, it will come forward to contact the tenant on behalf of the landlord.

Joining a gang is just more convenient to act, and it also represents the landlord’s affair and compromise between the gang, which is equivalent to acknowledging the gang’s private management of its territory.

If you get involved in the gang, it doesn’t mean you can act without any scruples. Even if the gang he gets involved in the city, the king’s flag may change on the top of the city, but he may always be the evergreen tree here.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! So! It’s not a big problem. The surrounding gang members will sell him for face. For several people, it can be said that the most suitable one is for him.

"How is it? Do you have the confidence to entertain people? If so, I will come and invite people now. I will also entertain the one tonight's meal to see if he is willing to take you around for a few days."

"...Then... I'll thank you Boss Luoqiu, I'll thank you here..." The negotiated man bowed respectfully and thanked him.

Boss Qiu can say this, obviously there is a personal relationship here, so this is really helpful. You can't really think that others are just calling someone. If you ask them to go by themselves, they probably don't know where other people's doors are open.

Seeing that the man who negotiated was so good at doing business, Boss Qiu nodded and felt relieved. He gave a few words to ask him to help him check the store, and then went out.

"Go in and help first, and then clean yourself up and clean up after a while. If you want the guests, you are a local snake in the surrounding area. The gang brother may be willing to take us to play tricks.

If a person is not satisfied, if he encounters something or gets into trouble, then he will be dealt with by himself and be dealt with by others! Don’t blame me for not reminding you in advance.”

Seeing the man who was raising his arguments downstairs, his hair was messy and he walked out the door. He was anxious to go out for something to do, so the negotiating man standing by the counter spoke.

The few people stood there and struggled for a while before they walked towards the kitchen with a reluctance, and they still muttered a few words.

The other people who continued the road, the negotiation man also reminded him like this, but as the busiest preparation stage of the kitchen passed, he urged everyone to go up and clean up himself.

"…hiss..." A man in his thirties, in his slightly plain clothes, walked in front of Boss Qiu, walked into the store for a few steps, and then sniffed a deep breath with an intoxicated look on his face.

"... Not bad, not bad... This elbow was pickled in the most appropriate season, and then it was on the farmhouse fire pit, and it was smoky and strong for two years. The smell was mellow and strong enough..."

"…Brother Sun's nose is really enviable! From a distance, I could tell this trick clearly. Unlike me, I only know it tastes delicious after I taste it..."

"...Haha... You praise me so much, didn't you say I had a dog nose?" Sun Jiming smiled and joked.

"...How dare you?" Boss Qiu said this, but his face was happy. He knew that the other party was just joking, and there was no need to take it seriously.

"But I smelled a little sour, it was quite soft, what was the cooked together?"

Sun Jiming asked curiously as he walked forward, but Boss Qiu was not clear, and his eyes were turned to the negotiating man beside the cabinet. Of course, even if he knew it, he would let the other party say it.

The negotiating man kept paying attention to the situation in the kitchen, so he was naturally clear about it and quickly spoke.

"It's called sour papaya? Or Sichuan papaya. It's the kind of tree that has many thorns, the fruit is as big as the fists, sour and astringent. It can be stored for a long time after drying. It can be used for sour soup or added to the broth."

"…I know…” Sun Jiming nodded and explained to Boss Qiu: "That thing is called Muli again. Raw food can make your teeth sore."

The negotiating man nodded and continued to add: "I ran into Xiangxi before. I met when I was in the market. A brother said that he had eaten it when he was a child and swallowed his saliva. We didn't know what it tasted, but we thought it was delicious! So we bought the whole basket back."

"…Yes, yes…" Sun Jiming nodded and added: "This thing has the effect of quenching thirst with plums. Anyone who has eaten it, can drool when you think of it or see it. Didn't you think about asking him?"

The negotiating man heard this and smiled bitterly: "I separated at the market later. When we went back, we bought it and went back. When we learned about the situation, it was too late.

We cut it into thin slices, marinated it with salt, sugar, and chili noodles. The taste was acceptable, but we couldn't eat too much, and the entire fleet only ate about a dozen.

The rest was cut into slices and dried by that brother. It can be used to soak in water, and it can be used to make sour soup. Add meat and other things to it, and it tastes very good."

"…Well…” Sun Jiming nodded and said with a smile: "Your brother is good at it. This thing has the effect of dehumidifying and relaxing muscles, and is very suitable for you."

"…Oh…" the negotiating man looked suddenly and smiled: "I said! Why did you sleep very comfortably and refreshing after taking the sour soup at night? I thought it would be a sleep-enhancing effect, but I didn't expect it to besides the moisture on my body..."
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