Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

Hang Chen was very courageous. Seeing Mr. Chi greet a group of people to pick up the car, he naturally knew that the people who got off the car were Japanese, and they were pure little devils, so he came up with an idea as soon as he rolled his eyes.

After Hang Chen took Wen Shengnan and whispered a few words in her ear, Wen Shengnan let go of his feet and ran towards the village. He called back in less than two minutes and came back out of breath. At the barbecue stall, while everyone was not paying attention, they secretly handed over a small glass bottle also containing chili powder to Hang Chen's hands.

Hang Chen took the bottle, and pushed Gu Fen who was grilling skewers aside, and took care of the dozen or so skewers that were just about to be grilled by himself. The original bottle was gone, and just now Wen Shengnan sprinkled some of the chili powder that he brought over from home on the skewers.

The girl just wanted to play tricks on these Japanese people, she didn't think about anything else, she just wanted to see them make a fool of themselves, and didn't mean to hurt them, so the chili powder was also a little reserved. Even so, according to Hang Chen's estimates, most people would be overwhelmed and miserable after eating it.

Thinking of how these Japanese old men were crying, Hang Chen felt happy in his heart. Seeing that the skewers were almost ready, he conveniently divided a bunch of skewers into two parts and patted each other, making spicy The taste is more dissolved into the skewers, and then the grilled skewers are placed on the disposable paper plate in front of them.

Just when Hang Chen wanted to go out, he saw Gu Fen, who was pushed aside by her, volunteered to raise his hand: "I'll see it off, I'll see it off!"

Gu Fen stood aside and watched the whole process. When she saw the little chili bottle, she knew what kind of evil Hang Chen was going to do. She was originally a person who was afraid of chaos in the world. Now she saw such a good thing. Ken fell behind, and immediately strongly demanded to give these strings to Japanese friends by himself.

"etc!"

Hang Chen thought for a while, then grabbed another skewer that was not too spicy, and put it on the fire, but this time she put a little more chili powder, and finally Sprinkle a layer of cumin on top to cover a little chili flavor, and it's over.

"Give this to those two devils!"

Hang Chen didn't know when he had imitated Wen Xu's words, and directly called the two people who died in the reformation the second devil.

Gu Fen agreed and said happily: "Okay!"

After finishing speaking, he learned to sing on TV, and holding the disposable paper tray in his hand, he walked towards the group of people who were greeting at the entrance of the village.

"Hello, hello, welcome to Wenjia Village!"

This girl Gu Fen doesn't care what other people are talking about,

Straight to the past. Anyway, when other people come all the way, she just goes all the way, rushing directly to do what she should do.

Seeing her as a little girl with a meat skewer in her hand, although most of the Japanese people in the group don't understand Chinese or understand what Gu Fen said, they still think this smiling little girl is quite cute, Everyone is bringing food!

At this moment, old master Chi frowned and said: "You little girl, come here to join in the fun, go and grill your skewers, don't come to grandpa to make trouble!"

Mr. Chi didn't think Gu Fen would do any tricks, he just thought she shouldn't come to join in the fun. My group of people were discussing some academic issues, who knew that this girl yelled at me so loudly that my train of thought was interrupted.

Upon hearing this, Gu Fen immediately said: "Grandpa Chi, we are a hospitable person, treat the guests to a meat skewer!"

At this moment, an old Japanese man in the middle said: "Thank you! I am Masao Harada from Japan! Please take care of me!"

The Chinese characters are correct and round, and the mandarin with a bit of capital accent is authentic.

"Mr. Chi doesn't need to be like this! Please give me one!" The first sentence was addressed to Mr. Chi, and the latter sentence was addressed to Gu Fen.

Gu Fen did not expect that this Japanese could understand Chinese and speak it so well. To be honest, his Mandarin pronunciation was a bit more accurate than hers.

Just staring blankly, when he heard what the old man said, he subconsciously handed the meat skewers in the tray to Professor Harada, and handed the meat skewers in the other small paper tray to two devils, a man and a woman.

"You... share... Mixi Mixi!"

The girl Gu Fen didn't know which language she was speaking, she made gestures and gestures with the Japanese she learned in the Anti-Japanese War film sandwiched between Chinese, she was expressing her own meaning anyway.

Harada understood what Gu Fen meant, and didn't mind too much. He smiled and divided the meat skewers on the plate, talking to his companions in Japanese while dividing.

Did the two second ghosts really want to eat at first? Maybe they thought the roadside stall was a bit unclean, but when they heard Harada say a few words, they reluctantly picked up the food in the tray. Skewers of meat, send it to your mouth.

Gu Fen saw that this group of Japanese started to eat skewers, the expression on his face was filled with anticipation immediately, and at this time Hang Chen who was supposed to be grilling skewers also moved closer to wait for the good show.

This group of Japanese people put the meat skewers in their hands into their mouths almost at the same time, and then bit off a piece and chewed lightly.

cough cough!

At first, everyone was very calm, but suddenly everyone's face turned red, and some of them immediately burst into tears, especially those who opened their mouths wide and panted with their tongues out.

As for the two second devils, it was even more unbearable. They were just crying. It seemed that they were so entangled that they were almost rolling on the spot. They just looked at Gu Fen and said viciously, "You...you... !"

A group of Japanese also have the same virtue as the two of them, but because Hang Chen's display is not as large as the skewers in the hands of the second devil, these people have not yet reached the point where the two second devils want to die.

Moreover, none of these Japanese people blew their beards and stared at Gu Fen, they just couldn't help panting to relieve the burning sensation in their mouths.

Hang Chen looked at the crowd at this time, suppressed a smile in his heart, and said repeatedly: "So you can't eat spicy food, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! The barbecue we eat here is usually so spicy, I don't know your Japanese taste, Ouch, what should I do?"

As the girl said, she rolled her eyes, not knowing what the hell she was thinking.

After finishing speaking, Hang Chen seemed to prove that everyone usually eats such spicy food. He even reached out and took the paper tray in Harada's hand, picked up a meat skewer from it, and put it directly in his mouth, chewing without changing his expression. up.

At this time, the old man Chi who was standing next to him was dumbfounded by this girl. With the old man's intelligence, he naturally knew that this girl Hang Chen was playing tricks.

Although he knew it, he was still confused by Hang Chen's 'lawless' behavior and didn't know what to say. But knowing what's going on, saying that's another matter, so the old man decided to pretend not to know.

While Hang Chen was munching, a group of second devils and real little devils were already at their wit's end, all of them opened their mouths and blushed, and kept sticking out their tongues and blowing out air.

The people around who were eating skewers, of course, didn't know that this group of people ate like this because Hang Chen added more ingredients. They thought that the Japanese couldn't eat spicy food naturally, so they all covered their mouths and laughed, out of Everyone didn't laugh out loud, but the joy on their faces couldn't be hidden no matter what.

As a second devil who has been Chinese for more than ten or twenty years, he is also experienced in eating spicy food. When he saw the people around him looking at him and couldn't stop laughing, he immediately noticed the beer in some people's hands. , Thinking of this, I immediately ran to the store and asked the salesperson to buy a cold beer.

That's it, a group of Japanese almost everyone has a bottle of beer, and no one cares about it at this time, just pick it up and start blowing on the bottle.

After taking a sip of cold beer, the burning feeling in his mouth immediately improved a lot, so no matter whether it was a real or a fake kid, he was now grabbing the beer bottle and standing upright.

Hang Chen looked so happy, and when he was about to appreciate his masterpiece again, the old man Harada's appearance made the happy smile disappear from Hang Chen's face.

Harada waved his hand at the beer handed over by his companion, picked up the meat skewer that he had only bitten in his hand, lightly bit off another small piece, and chewed slowly, following the old man's mouth As he kept chewing, bean-sized beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Although he was sweating and blushing, Harada ate faster and faster, and the pieces of meat he bit off became bigger and bigger. He only took three bites of the remaining string, and it all went into his mouth inside.

"delicious!"

While talking, Harada reached out to the paper tray in Hang Chen's hand, bowed slightly, and said softly: "I'm starting!"

After speaking, he reached out to take a skewer and started chewing again. At this time, the sweat on the old man's face was obviously less, and his complexion returned to normal.

Now let alone the Chinese people around, even the Japanese next to him looked at the old man Harada without blinking their eyes. Some people even forgot the spicy taste in their mouths like a fire.

"Really delicious, really delicious!"

When the third skewer was eaten, the meat skewers on the tray in Hang Chen's hand were gone, so Harada reached out to take the paper plate from the second female devil's hand, picked up the remaining four or five skewers and put them in his mouth deliver.

Hang Chen saw that this Japanese old man was okay, the spicy food was good! Seeing how he ate so happily, he even reminded: "You must bring cold beer with you, this is the best match!"

Hearing what Hang Chen said, Harada first thanked Hang Chen, and then said something to the companion next to him. At this moment, the second male devil immediately brought a bottle of cold beer to Harada.

At this time, Harada himself was also surprised. He felt as if his taste buds had been opened. He had never tasted such delicious skewers. Such an explosive feeling, even though he was covered in sweat and he couldn't stop breathing, but this kind of hotness seemed to take away all the gloom in his body, making him feel that his whole body was filled with an indescribable Feeling so happy, I suddenly feel that all the meals in my life have been eaten in vain.

After rolling seven or eight meat skewers in a row, Harada still felt a little overwhelmed, so looking at the remaining pieces of meat on the skewers in his hand, he felt a little reluctant to eat.

"Or?"

Seeing Harada's eyes, Hang Chen couldn't help thinking: This old man is really pitiful, he looks like he hasn't eaten much meat.

"Then I'll trouble you!" Harada immediately bowed to Hang Chen again.

Hang Chen felt a little embarrassed when such an older person bowed to him, and immediately waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to his barbecue stall, took out a handful, and put about twenty skewered mutton skewers on the grill.

Harada stood upright with his arms tied, standing solemnly beside the barbecue stand, with a straight face and concentrated attention on the skewers placed on the grill, as if he was paying attention to something important. However, the old man Harada's attention did not have that greedy meaning, as if he was concentrating on appreciating the creation of a beautiful thing.

The Japanese old man Harada who was pestered in front of the stall made it a little unnatural, and he always felt a little awkward in his heart. Hang Chen baked it for a while and handed over the next job to Gu Fen.

Ma Daha's Gu Fen didn't think so much like Hang Chen, she burned it first and then roasted it, and asked Harada, "How much spicy do you want?"

"Please put a little more than the original one, thank you!"

As soon as Chuan'er was ready, Harada took the Chuan'er and imitated the appearance of the Chinese next to him. He squatted under the shade of a tree and began to pick up the skewers. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and he was very formally dressed. Very funny feeling, and a little down to earth.

On this day, the little old man holds a bunch of skewers in his left hand and a meat skewer in his right hand and puts it in his mouth. After squatting for a good thing, he even held up the bottle in his hand to touch Harada, and the two of them started chatting very quickly.

From today onwards, the life of the Japanese little old man's skewering has officially begun!