I’m Not a Scumbag

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No matter how delicious the pumpkin porridge is, it is a bit bland after all.

Eating and eating, Da Mao whispered to Xiao Hei: "If you can have some pickles, it will be miserable!"

"Brother My Mao, I think you are floating!" Xiao Hei and Da Mao gave Da Mao a look, "The life is very comfortable now, what do you think!"

"Hey!" Da Mao scratched his head and smirked a few times, "I'm not just talking about it, just talk about it!"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

It was also Da Mao's unintentional remark that reminded Lin Fang.

"Da Mao reminded me." He stood up, "I pickled some kimchi, and it's been a few days, and I just took it out for everyone to taste."

Lin Fang walked to the backyard and fished out some pickles from the pickle jar.

Soaked cowpea is a must.

This kind of kimchi is an indispensable existence in Sichuan-style kimchi. Whether it is eaten as a pickle or fried with minced meat, the taste is excellent.

After being marinated, the soaked cowpea has almost a constant crunchy texture. As long as it is not thrown into the stew for half an hour, it can maintain its crunchy texture no matter how it is fried.

Add some pickled ginger.

As the old saying goes, eat radish in winter and eat **** in summer.

Bubble **** is also ginger, which not only tastes good, but also has a nourishing meaning.

There are also pickled radishes.

Because the time of pickling the radish is different, the practice is also different.

The time is short, and it is best when the pickles are eaten.

What Lin Fang fished was the pickled radish that he had just put in recently.

After a long time, it becomes a sour radish, which is suitable for throwing into a dry pot or a soup pot as a great side dish to add sour flavor.

I just didn't think of it last night. Otherwise, when Lin Fang was making Wanzhou grilled fish, he would have thrown some sour radishes into it. In that case, the taste of the grilled fish would be even better.

There is a soup dish in Sichuan cuisine, and sour radish is even more essential. This dish is: old duck soup with sour radish.

The sour radish is almost used to the extreme. The soup tastes beautiful, sour and delicious, delicious and appetizing.

Lin Fang scooped up the kimchi and remembered a different way of doing it, and his mouth was full of saliva.

"I can't think about it anymore, I want to make some other dishes to eat!"

Lin Fang stopped his thoughts and quickly covered the kimchi jar.

The pickled kimchi still needs to be mixed.

Sprinkle some MSG, put some red oil, and add a little sugar.

The sour and delicious kimchi will become more and more appealing to the appetite.

Lin Fang prepared two plates, and asked Qi Ruizhu to put a plate on the table of Da Mao Xiao Hei, and put a plate on the table of Sister Hua and Lin Xia.

"Sister Hua, try my pickled kimchi." Lin Fang sat down himself, "If it wasn't for Da Mao's reminder, I would have forgotten about this good thing."

"Then I'll try it!" Sister Hua thought it was a little funny, but she still took a soaked cowpea to save face.

Sister Hua chose to soak cowpeas not because she saw through its deliciousness, but only because the soaked cowpeas were very small after being cut.

In the whole dish of kimchi, it looks the smallest.

Sister Hua stuffed the soaked cowpea into her mouth, bit it lightly, and instantly received an unprecedented sour shock.

Crunch!

Chewing the peculiar crunch of the pickled cowpeas, and at the same time as the pickled cowpeas are chewed open, the sour pickle juice spreads along with them.

Cowpea is not the kind of vegetable with a lot of juice, it is more of a crunchy texture.

Every bite is the same crunch.

The sweet sound is accompanied by the sour juice slowly diffusing in the mouth, coupled with the contrast of sugar, the freshness of monosodium glutamate, and the embellishment of red oil, this little sour flavor is even more enriched.

"Delicious!" Sister Hua's eyes lit up, and without Lin Fang's instructions, she picked up the porridge bowl and took a big sip, "Comfortable!"

Sister Hua sighed involuntarily.

The combination of kimchi and porridge is so magical.

This breakfast, because of the addition of kimchi, has more possibilities.

Compared with Sister Hua's preference for soaking cowpea, Linxia has a soft spot for soaking ginger.

Pickled **** usually chooses to use young ginger.

It is characterized by being crispy and tender enough.

Taking a sip, it is sour and crisp, and at the same time, it has a unique ginger-spicy flavor more than other kimchi.

For those who haven't eaten it, soaking **** is a bit difficult to enter.

Once you accept this special taste, the feeling of smooth nasal passages with every sip will be particularly fascinating.

As for the two brothers, Da Mao and Xiao Hei, who were sitting at the other table, they didn't choose very much. They liked every kind of kimchi.

Left a mouthful of kimchi, right a mouthful of pumpkin porridge, eating very happy.

After enjoying breakfast, Sister Hua and Linxian got up to say goodbye.

"Sir, we won't stay any more, and I'll see you later when I have time!"

"Sister Hua, why are you in such a hurry? You have to leave after sitting for a long time?"

"The driver is still waiting outside, it's not good to delay for too long."

"Ruizhu, pack a porridge for the driver, and put the pot helmet, kimchi, and duck eggs on it."

"No need..." Sister Hua was a little embarrassed, "How can we eat and take it like this?"

"It's different." Lin Fang took the food box from Qi Ruizhu and handed it over, "This is for the driver."

"Okay." Sister Hua didn't refuse anymore, "Remember to see if you like the gift!"

If Sister Hua didn't remind her, Lin Fang almost forgot.

He took the wooden box and put it aside.

At this moment, Sister Hua got in the car and left, and Lin Fang remembered to find the wooden box.

There was only a crack when the wooden box was opened, and Lin Fang quickly closed the wooden box.

After all the calculations, he never imagined that the wooden box would contain a Mauser shell gun. The gun end was placed on a piece of red silk, and the bottom was uneven. Just looking at the traces, he knew that it was all. bullet.

The strange wooden box was always held by Linxia, ​​and Sister Hua only took it from behind with difficulty when she was about to hand it over to Lin Fang.

She didn't hold it much, she just fell into Lin Fang's arms.

I don't know where the shell-shearing gun Hua Jie started from, I'm afraid it's not cheap.

"Master, what's a good thing?" Da Mao put all the tableware and chopsticks that he had collected into Xiao Hei's arms for him to wash, and came over to take a sneak peek.

"It's nothing." Lin Fang picked up the wooden box and walked into the yard, "You shouldn't ask, don't ask!"

Seeing that Da Mao was being punished, Xiao Hei winked happily at the side.

"Stop for me!" Big Mao couldn't stand this, and immediately ran over to chase and beat Xiao Hei.

The two chased and fled, but none of them expected that someone would suddenly enter the store at this time.

"Wang! Wang Wang!!"

Before the person arrives, the dog barks first.

pat! Dang! Whoa!

Xiao Hei was frightened, and before he had time to hide, he was hit hard by Da Mao. It's all stubble.

Tread!

"Yo! This meeting ceremony looks good!" The visitor wore a pair of military riding boots with soles, and the thick riding boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the blue brick floor of the small shop.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a vicious dog in his hand suddenly barked again: "Wang! Wang Wang!! Wang Wang Wang!!"

"Don't be stunned, quickly scan it!" Qi Ruizhu pushed the pale, still stunned Da Mao and Xiao Hei brothers, "I'm sorry for the guests, we are closed in the morning!"

"It doesn't matter if the camp is open or not." The visitor shook the coat on his shoulders and laughed madly, "I'm here to collect debts!"

"Xiao Hei, go and call the owner!" Qi Ruizhu's expression changed, pulling up Xiao Hei who was squatting on the ground to help Da Mao pick up the pieces, "Tell the owner that the troublemaker is here!"

"Little girl, that's not what you said!" The visitor looked at Qi Ruizhu up and down, staring at her very uncomfortable.

Qi Ruizhu felt like she was a cargo without clothes. She had seen this kind of look on Paihuazi (professional trafficker).

"Are you Paihuazi?" Qi Ruizhu said subconsciously, and then she felt something was wrong.

Looking at the other party's dress, it's not the same.

"Tsk!" The person sucked his teeth and Hanako, "Little girl, you look clean and beautiful, how can you say it so ugly? Our Flower Boat Gang is much more advanced than Paihuazi!"

"!!!" Qi Ruizhu's heart sank, "Are you from the Flower Boat Gang?"

She suddenly remembered that when she and Lin Fang went to the riverside to sell beancurd, when they came back, they were targeted by two groups of people.

One of them is the Flower Boat Gang!

After a while, Qi Ruizhu thought it was over.

Unexpectedly, the people who should come can't escape, and the people from the Flower Boat Gang finally came to the door!

"Hehe..." The person bared his teeth and smiled, with an evil light flashing in his eyes, "I'm just getting off the flower boat to help the white paper fan Ding Quan, oh, no, why did my rope fall?"

Ding Quan deliberately threw the dog leash in his hand to the ground.

The vicious dog he was holding in his hand hadn't reacted for the first time, and looked back at him blankly.

"Huh?" Ding Quan stared at the vicious dog and snorted coldly, the dog reacted, and with a "Wow" bark, rushed towards Qi Ruizhu.

"Ah..." Qi Ruizhu screamed and hurriedly avoided.

But she is just a girl, where can there be flexibility from a dog.

After dodging for a while, he accidentally fell to the ground and could only watch the vicious dog pounce on him.

"Heihu, bite me right, just bite off her little nose, let's collect some interest first!" Ding Quan sat down on the bench at the door, smiling arrogantly, and took out a piece from his waist. The object was even slapped on the table, "Crack!"

Seeing the wicked dog pounce on her, Qi Ruizhu could only use her hands and feet to escape desperately, but the distance between the wicked dog and her was getting closer and closer.

Bah!

"Where did the wicked dog come from?" Lin Fangren reached his feet, kicked him, kicked the wicked dog into the air, and smashed it upside down at Ding Quan's feet.

"Woo Ang ang... woo woo..." The evil dog screamed and fell beside Ding Quan, trying hard to get up, but fell to the ground softly, it could only look miserably at Ding Quan for help, "Ow woo uh..."

"Waste!" Ding Quan glanced at the vicious dog, his face full of disgust, "I am both milk and meat every day. I feed you fat and strong, and I can't bite anyone. What's the use of you?"

Ding Quan glanced at Lin Fang, who was protecting Qi Ruizhu, sneered, picked up the shell spear on the dining table, and aimed a shot at the vicious dog under his feet.

Snapped!

"Aung woo..."

The wicked dog only barked, then twitched and died.

A large amount of blood poured out from the muzzle, and soon dyed the ground red.

"Ah!!"??3.

Hearing the gunshots, not only Qi Ruizhu, but also Da Mao and Xiao Hei were blinded.

"You three go to the backyard." Lin Fang patted Qi Ruizhu and asked her and Da Mao Xiao Hei to hide in the back yard.

Ding Quan could even kill his own dog.

Lin Fang couldn't guarantee that this person would suddenly attack Qi Ruizhu and the others.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

"I'm fine, he can't help me."

"But he has a gun!" Qi Ruizhu's anxious tears were about to fall. She was afraid, she was worried, she hated herself for being useless, not only could it not help Lin Fang, but instead became a drag on him.

"Me too." Lin Fang smiled and grabbed Qi Ruizhu's hand and put it on his waist, "Don't worry."

"Where did the owner get the gun, and why is it hidden in such a place?" Qi Ruizhu blushed, her mind was in a mess, and she followed Da Mao Xiao Hei to the backyard.

When she came back to her senses, everyone had been sitting in the backyard for a while.

"Hey...you can hide on the first day of the new year, but you can't hide on the fifteenth day." Ding Quan shook the shell gun in his hand with a look of indifference, "Boss Lin, do you have to do a good calculation on the debt you owe our Huachuan Gang? If I can't afford it, I can accept that little girl to pay off the debt."

"I counted three times and got out of here cleanly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lin Fang glanced at Ding Quan lightly, "Otherwise, I don't mind stepping down your entire flower boat gang! "

"I heard it right?" Ding Quan showed a very exaggerated smile, "Hahaha...hahaha...It's just you? Step down our Flower Boat Gang? This kind of big talk, not to mention the Crocodile Gang, the Axe Gang dare not Say that! You think that our flower boat gang is lying on the water?"

"one."

"Don't count to three, even if you count to ten or one hundred, what can you do to me?" Ding Quan leaned on the table with disdain, "Master will not leave today!"

"two."

"Count faster, it's too slow!"

"three."

Whoosh!

When Lin Fang counted to three, his eyes narrowed and he stepped forward quickly.

"Humph!" Ding Quan didn't seem to care, but he was counting silently in his heart. When Lin Fang counted to three, he decisively aimed at Lin Fang and pulled the trigger fiercely.

Even though the dead Boss Lin is not worth living, he is still an explanation.

click!

To Ding Quan's surprise, the trigger he pulled was stuck and didn't sound.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that there was a dark shadow in front of him, it was Lin Fang!

I don't know when, Lin Fang had already rushed in front of him, and put his fingers against the hammer.

It was because he gave the hammer to the card owner, so even if Ding Quan's finger pulled the trigger, it would be useless, and the bullet would not be fired at all!

"You gangsters, your brains are probably broken." Lin Fang buckled his ears, "If you say let's get out, you can just get out of here, you have to leave me disgusted."

Snapped!

Lin Fang slapped Ding Quan to the ground with a slap, and removed the shell gun in his hand.

Ding Ling Dang!

The parts of the shell gun were scattered all over the place, making a crisp sound.