"This matter is actually not over yet."
Everyone was laughing for a while, thinking that the joke was over. Guo Xuanlin's sentence hooked the audience's appetite again.
"It's not over yet. Why did Master give you a slap when he went back?”
"F * ck you. Don't dig at me." Guo Xuanlin pretended to be serious as he said," My old man has learned a painful lesson from the restaurant's failure.”
"What's wrong? Are you going to open a restaurant again?"
"No, it's a small stall!"
Yue Yunkun was stunned. He used his hand to measure his height." Opening a restaurant is of this level. How did you suddenly fall to the bottom and set up a stall?”
"Nonsense, tall buildings rise from the ground. Have you forgotten what you've learned?”Guo Xuanlin acted like Old Guo.
"Sorry, sorry!"
Only then did Guo Xuanlin change back to his identity and say something very clear,"Actually, the old man was afraid of losing too much last time, so he set up a small stall to stop the loss in time. He also bought a stall in the night market!”
"And then?"
"Selling fried rice!"
When Guo Xuanlin said this, Yue Yunkun snickered and secretly laughed at the side.
He went up and grabbed the corner of Yue Yunkun's clothes. He shouted righteously,"You look down on fried rice?"
"No, no, no…"
He saw Guo Xuanlin's expression as if fried rice was something his ancestors could not insult.
Yue Yunkun's timely admission of defeat was a stark contrast to their performance.
"So Master is selling fried rice at a stall.”
After Yue Yunkun finished speaking, Guo Xuanlin let go of his hand and patted Yue Yunkun's crumpled clothes, wiping his hands on it.
"You…"
"This old man has always had an ambition, and that is to make fried rice that contains the flavors of all corners of the world. Not to mention fried rice all over the country, just in this Beijing alley, if you turn a few corners and go to a restaurant to order fried rice, you can eat seven or eight different flavors.”
When he said this, everyone agreed with him. They clearly felt that the seasoning was similar, but some people's fried rice was inexplicably fragrant, and there were different kinds of delicious fried rice.
You could say that you knew the famous dishes of Lu, Yue, Min, Zhe, etc., but if you said that you knew how to cook fried rice, then you would be a laughing stock.
Usually, the simpler the food, the more difficult it was to make. If you could cook one or two delicious fried rice, it would be enough for you to settle down. If you wanted to know all the fried rice varieties in the world, it would be a lie.
"So, has our master figured it out yet?”
" It's hard to say…" Guo Xuanlin's words made people think that he was keeping her in suspense.
"The old man is setting up a stall.”
"Still going?" Yue Yunkun gave him a thumbs up and said,"He's really resistant to beatings!"
" Walking to that stall, really…"
"More people?" Yue Yunkun asked.
"None!"
"I advise the old man not to cook anymore. Can't he just stay at home?" Guo Xuanlin continued.”
"What did Master say?"
"Unfilial son, are you trying to anger your father to death? I'm fulfilling my highest dream!”
"Master is going to slap me!" As he spoke, Yue Yunkun caught up and was about to slap him when Guo Xuanlin pushed him away.”
The audience had unknowingly been dragged into their rhythm and were enjoying themselves.
Guo Xuanlin continued," Naturally, I was respectful to the old man. I told him that the name you gave to the street was called 'Renbuguan!'”
"It's alright. I didn't call him Dog Ignore."
Guo Xuanlin turned around and immediately covered Yue Yunkun's mouth."Shhh ~ This is an copyright violation. Otherwise, I would have said it earlier. Don't talk nonsense."
Yue Yunkun finally broke free. He panted twice and nodded.
"Unfilial son, that's because they don't know how delicious my fried rice is. No one has eaten it before, so how do they know it's not delicious?”
Guo Xuanlin pretended to be Old Guo and began to introduce,"This pot of fried rice is made with chili from Yundian, local eggs from Fujian, black pork from northern Hebei, a few cloves of garlic from our old capital, and seasonings from all over the world. This fried rice is the best in the world.”
"Master, you're boasting so much. Is it delicious?”
"I see that the old man is so lazy. What if this affects his crosstalk performance in the future? In order to completely dispel the old man's dream of fried rice, I knelt down without hesitation.”
Guo Xuanlin knelt down in front of the audience. Yue Yunkun, who was beside him, chimed in,"Yo, are you planning to remonstrate?"
"Even if I die, even if I die outside and get run over by a car at the curb, I won't eat anything from you!”Guo Xuanlin raised his head and straightened his back as he shouted loudly like thunder.
"Men, you're just so f * cked up! I can testify for everyone that my junior brother has been a tough nut to crack since he was young. He…"
There was a smacking sound coming from the side. Yue Yunkun felt that something was wrong and stood forward. Guo Xuanlin was using his hands to make a show, as if he was really eating fried rice.
"What's wrong with you?"
Guo Xuanlin bit his tongue and spoke without slurring,"Hey, this fried rice smells so good ~"
"I can see through you now. You have no backbone.”
The two of them returned to the table and stood there. Yue Yunkun felt that something was wrong and asked,"Are we not done talking?"
"Where?" Guo Xuanlin asked.
"Master, how did you close this stall?”
Guo Xuanlin smiled when he heard that." From that day on, the old man's business was booming every day. However, he only worked for three days before packing up and leaving.”
"Why did you close the stall when it was popular?”
"I found it strange too. That day, when I saw the old man carrying his things and returning home with a head full of sweat, he threw the pots and pans into the courtyard. This stall is famous, and a lot of people are rushing over to eat. My rice hasn't even been cooked yet, and it's already been snatched away. Then what are they here for?!”
"It's so fresh. The rice isn't cooked yet, and the fried rice isn't fried yet.”
"That's right. The old man didn't think through it and stopped opening restaurants. That's why Deyun Society is today!”
When Guo Xuanlin said this, he and Yue Yunkun bowed to the crowd. This segment of " Fried Rice Is So Smelly " came to an end.
As for what other meanings there were, it was up to the audience to figure it out themselves.
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