Just as Wang Dahai was looking around the table for legs…
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the alley.
Brother Dahai looked at the clock on the wall. It was exactly ten in the morning.
Good heavens, this was the arrival of a large group of people.
Just as she was thinking, a figure suddenly scuttled in from outside the door.
Everyone focused their eyes and saw that it was still Director Zhu who was running the fastest.
He had gulped down two boxes of six walnuts last night and felt that he was extremely clever.
No matter what dish it was today, he would definitely not snatch the wrong one again.
Director Zhu strode in, his gaze locked on the large soup bucket.
At this moment, the lid of the soup bucket had already been lifted.
The bright red marinade inside emitted a rich and fragrant smell.
The smell of bones and spices was refreshing.
When he looked inside again, he saw a piece of chicken feet faintly exposed in the soup.
The skin was fluffy and shiny, and the juice was overflowing.
If he took a bite of it, it would definitely be soft and smooth, and his mouth would be filled with fragrance!
"Chef Yang? The tiger skin and chicken feet you made today?"
"Yes, I braised a pot for you to taste.”
"F * ck, I love eating chicken feet. I don't even spit out the bones!”
Director Zhu's appetite was greatly boosted. He drooled and picked up the chopsticks to pick it up.
With a clatter, the chicken feet that had just been picked up accidentally slipped back into the pot.
Eh?
Before Director Zhu could react, the large group of people behind him followed.
When they entered the house, they first smelled the smell and then went crazy.
"F * ck, it smells so good. It's almost on par with Dongpo Pig Knuckle!”
"This big pot is actually stewed with tiger skin and chicken feet?!”
"Let me tell you, there's no one in this world who doesn't like to eat chicken feet!”
"Today, I want to eat at least ten, ten!!”
"Forget it. There are a total of a hundred people. How can there be a thousand chicken feet in that pot?”
"Then of course we have to snatch it. Brothers, I won't stand on ceremony!”
Hearing the conversation behind him, Director Zhu suddenly panicked.
In the end, the more panicked he was, the more unstable the chopsticks in his hands became. The more unstable he was, the more he could not pick up the food.
He waited until he ran all the way from the door to the soup bucket, but he only picked up two.
Damn it, his speed was so fast and his brain was so smart.
With such a high foundation advantage, he only managed to get two?!
It was simply killing him. Couldn't this chicken claw be tied with a rope?
At the same time, the soup bucket was surrounded in an instant. It could not even put a foot in.
Immediately after, countless hands reached into the bucket with chopsticks and fished around.
Some people picked up a chicken foot at first and quickly put it into their bowls.
Some people picked up the chopsticks for a long time, only to find that they had picked up the chopsticks of the person opposite them.
Director Zhu broke out in a cold sweat when he saw this scene. He quickly picked up the food with his chopsticks.
However, chicken feet would not float in the soup.
Therefore, as the chicken feet on the top were constantly picked up, the ones below were even harder to find.
At the same time, the situation of snatching the chicken feet began to intensify.
"F * ck, that chicken claw is mine!”
"Why is it yours? Ask it if it agrees?"
"I've already picked it up. If you take it away from my chopsticks, can you be a human?”
At this moment, Director Zhu was focused and calm. He ignored the noise from the outside world and picked up a tiger skin chicken claw with trembling hands.
Then, with a plop, the chicken feet fell into the pot again, creating a perfect splash.
Damn, wasn't he born to eat chicken feet?!
Director Zhu was about to go crazy. He picked up the food again and again, but his bowl was still filled with those two…
What?
Where are my two chicken feet?
Director Zhu's eyes widened as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"D * mn, you guys are too much. You even took the food from the bowl?!”
"I f * cking only picked up two. How come I don't even have a fingernail when I lower my head?!”
Director Zhu was so angry that he was about to cry.
Why couldn't his speed and intelligent brain work?
It was just stealing a meal. Why was it harder than learning from the western paradise?!
At this moment, a thick hand suddenly stretched out in front of everyone.
Then, he directly inserted it into the pot, picked up a chicken foot with two fingers, and threw it into the bowl.
The second one followed, then the third.
Then, he would shout 'F * ck' when he picked one up, and 'F * ck' when he picked one up.
Director Zhu was dumbfounded. He turned his head to look at the warrior's appearance.
Then, he realized that the person who had made the first move was actually Director Song of "In the Snow".
"You…you are heartless?!”
Director Song fished out more than a dozen and waved his hand."I had epilepsy when I was young!"
Director Zhu's mouth was wide open." What does cerebritis have to do with chicken feet?"”
"Ever since I recovered from my illness, my peripheral nerves are no longer sensitive to temperature.”
“？？？？”
Director Zhu did not know what to say.
Were all the capable people in the world mixed in with the two production teams?
Why didn't I get such an excellent and useful disease?
Reba, Zhao Lusi, and Zhang Tianai stood outside the crowd and watched.
They were all girls, so it was impossible for them to squeeze together with these old men to fight for chicken feet.
However, the rich fragrance made them gulp hard.
The tiger skin and chicken feet in the pot decreased one by one.
They could only be anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
At this moment, Yang Zhe suddenly came out from behind with a clay pot.
"Here, you guys eat this. The three of you can share it.”
"Is there also tiger skin and phoenix feet inside?!”
"I've specially kept a copy." Yang Zhe nodded.”
Reba's face was slightly red as she whispered,""You are indeed the best."
"Hurry up and eat."
"Hmm…"
Reba glanced at him, bit her lip, and turned to the table in the corner.
Zhao Lusi and Zhang Tianai's minds were filled with chicken feet, so they didn't notice the strange atmosphere between them.
Soon, the tiger skin and chicken feet in the soup bucket were all fished out.
Director Zhu looked at the only one in his bowl and his expression became very complicated.
Was this fate?
At this moment, Yang Zhe suddenly picked up a stainless steel clamp from the stove.
The clip was twenty centimeters long and looked very handy.
"Director Zhu, you said you were the first to come in. Why didn't you grab the clip?”
“……”
"Besides, if you really can't snatch it, spit into the pot. Who would dare to snatch it from you?”
“……”
At this moment, Director Zhu fell into deep self-doubt.
Did I f * cking snatch the wrong thing again?
Last time, I should have snatched the tomato scrambled eggs, so I rushed to snatch the noodles.
This time, I should have gone to grab the trap, but instead, I stared at the chicken feet and didn't dare to leave.
Do I really not have this talent?
Or were those two boxes of six walnuts fake?!
At the same time, everyone had already returned to their seats and started eating chicken feet.
The fresh and tender flesh entered his mouth, and the fragrance of the meat filled the air.
After taking a sip, it was full of fragrance. When he pulled a piece, it was soft and fragrant.
He could even chew the bones and savor the taste of the bone marrow.
This chicken claw could simply be said to be the most unique taste in the world!
Director Zhu held the bowl and walked around twice before squeezing his way to Director Song's side.
He looked at the dozen tiger skin and chicken feet in the other party's bowl, his eyes filled with envy.
"Old Song, can you practice this the day after tomorrow?”
"What do you want to practice?" Director Song did not understand.”
Director Zhu stretched out his hand." It's this peripheral nerve that's necrotic. Can I practice it?"”
"Brother, my peripheral nerves are not sensitive to temperature. It's not necrotic, understand?”
"It's almost the same. I'm just asking if I can practice it?”
"You're really risking your life for a bite of food. You want to practice even with this?”
"I, Old Zhu, have never been weaker than anyone in my life!"
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