Chapter 992

"What's wrong with the menu, boss?" The waiter asked suspiciously.

"No problem, just serve them according to this menu!" Zhao Fugui shook his head, handed the menu to the waiter and said faintly.

"All right, boss!" The waiter nodded, with a puzzled look on his face, and took the menu to the kitchen to place an order.

"For the menu of box 206, first make fish with pickled vegetables and stew the chicken. Hurry up, do everything quickly!" The chef looked at the menu and immediately called to the chef in the kitchen.

When Xiao Zhang heard the 206 box, he immediately shook his hand and almost dropped the pan on the ground. Calm down, Xiao Zhang began to glance at the pot of sauerkraut fish.

"Xiao Zhang, Shaoguo!" The chef who changed the knife grabbed a big fish, sliced the fish quickly and called to Xiao Zhang.

"The pot is ready!" Xiao Zhang quickly began to make the ingredients. It took a few minutes for a large pot of sauerkraut fish to be prepared. As soon as the ingredients were prepared, another chef who made the soup immediately poured the prepared ingredients on the ingredients.

"Xiao Zhang put all the fish fillets on, boil the water first and cook the fish well!" The second chef shouts to Xiao Zhang, then turns his head and says to the chef next to Xiao Zhang, "chop the chicken!"

"In a minute!" Xiao Zhang's face showed a nervous look. While the chef who changed the knife didn't notice, he quickly opened the small box on his body, took out a dark ball of things from it, and quickly stuffed it into the pickled fish.

This scene is controlled by Zhao Fugui, and the ghost slave can see clearly. The green fire in the ghost slave's eyes flashes by. Zhao Fugui said that he would like to see what kind of conspiracy these guys want to play.

"What's the matter with you, Xiao Zhang? So pale? " The chef who changed the knife saw that Xiao Zhang's face was nervous and even sweating. He couldn't help asking, "aren't you sick?"

"No, I'm just a little tired. I'm too busy today!" Xiao Zhang said in a hurry.

"Is the food in box 206 ready? The guests are pressing Just at this time, the box attendant called at the kitchen door.

"The fish with pickled cabbage is ready. The honey Dongpo meat has just been put into the cage. First, give them the seasonal vegetables and the fish with pickled cabbage!" Said the chef.

"Sauerkraut fish, be careful to scald!" Xiao Zhang handed the fish sauerkraut to the chef and said unnaturally.

"Pickled fish in box 206, seasonal vegetable!" The chef took the two dishes to the place where they came out of the table. The box attendant immediately took the fish with pickled cabbage and went upstairs.

Zhao Fugui's face showed a sneer. He entered the ghost slave in box 206 and looked at everything in the box.

"It's estimated that the dish will come up soon. Pay attention to take pictures of the waiter's action. Don't let people think that we threw things into the pickled fish!" In the box, Lao Ge said quickly.

"Yes, when the waiter comes, we'll start taking pictures. We'll take pictures before she puts the dishes down!" The oily middle-aged man said.

In less than half a minute, the waiter took the pickled fish hotpot to the outside of the box.

"Everyone, here comes the pickled fish hotpot. Who has a lighter? Help to light the alcohol stove!" The waiter took the sauerkraut fish into the box, and the greasy faced man immediately started shooting.

The box attendant saw a man taking a picture of himself with a mobile phone and frowned, but it was hard to say anything. When the alcohol stove was lit, the waiter put the fish with pickles on it, and then turned around and left the box.

As soon as the box attendant left, one of the men couldn't wait to reach out his chopsticks, pretending to put vegetables in the pickled fish hotpot, ready to fish things out.

Lao Ge winked at the greasy faced man, who stopped the video.

"Don't clip it first. The dishes are not ready, and the pickled fish is not eaten. If you want to make it, make it like a little bit!" Old Ge said.

"Yes, there's no problem with other dishes. We'll eat other dishes later. When we're almost finished, we'll put some pickled fish in it. We'll take pictures when we eat. We'll take pictures of all of them!" Said the greasy faced man.

After a while, all kinds of delicious dishes are served in Dongpo village.

"Start eating!" With an order, Lao Ge picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

"Think of the thing in the fish with pickled cabbage, it's a little bad for your appetite!" Said one of Lao GE's friends.

"Then you should eat less. To tell you the truth, the food here is more delicious than ．！” The greasy faced man was about to speak when he suddenly realized that it was wrong and quickly closed his mouth. He originally wanted to say that the food was better than that of the dinning restaurant, but Lao Ge was here, and he paid them to have dinner.

"Eat, eat!" Lao GE's face turned black and urged impatiently.

The oily man began to shoot while eating, but soon he found out that it was wrong. Everyone kept putting in other dishes, but no one moved the pickled fish hotpot.

If this video is sent to the Internet, everyone can see that there is a problem. If you didn't know that there was something in the hot pot of sauerkraut, how could no one eat sauerkraut?"Have some fish, Mr. Chen. Don't you like fish best?" The oily man turned his eyes and put a piece of fish in his chopsticks.

"I've been on fire recently. I don't eat fish!" Lao Chen's face changed and he said quickly.

"On what fire, the fish here is tender. It's said that it's delicious. Try it!" Lao Ge glared at Lao Chen fiercely. He wanted to play the whole play, and no one ate a mouthful of fish. Didn't he tell people that they knew there was something wrong with the fish.

Lao Chen's face turned black. There were dead mice in the pickled cabbage fish hotpot that they arranged for themselves. Lao Ge was the richest boss among them. They usually had to rely on Lao Ge for help when they had something to do. Lao Ge was staring at him. Lao Chen's face was ugly, but he could only clip up a piece of fish and swallow it reluctantly after hesitating for a long time.

"Lao Jia, you eat too. The fish in Xiaowan village is delicious." The oily man gave another man a piece of fish and said.

"Eat together, eat together, I know you like fish, too!" Lao Jia's face was ugly. He immediately put on a fake smile and gave the greasy faced man a piece of fish.

The oily man's face changed greatly, but he hurt himself and could only eat the fish reluctantly. When he ate the fish, he almost didn't vomit directly.

Zhao Fugui coldly watched the clowns acting in front of his mobile phone, until the greasy faced man reached out his chopsticks and fished in the pickled fish he had eaten for less than half of a year, and suddenly picked up a dark thing.

"There is a mouse in the dish!" The greasy faced man pretended to be shocked and screamed.