The mont the classical beauty appeared to the accompanint of mythological music, she captured the attention of most people.
Fang Zhizhong, having eaten rabbit heads before, exerted force with both hands to split open the rabbit’s mouth, stuffing half of it into his mouth and first sucking vigorously on the broth.
Hiss!!!
The sudden onslaught of spiciness made Fang Zhizhong’s face turn red instantly, even causing a bit of pain in the tongue and lips, akin to being slapped hard by an extraordinary beauty. It was fiery and painful, yet he couldn’t help reminiscing about the mont when the beauty’s hand touched his face, feeling it was quite wonderful.
He continued to suck on the spicy broth of the rabbit head, his teeth struggling to tear off what little at there was on the surface.
Yes, only like this can the unbearable spicy pain in the mouth be relieved.
The surface of the rabbit head, having been fried, was slightly scorched. After being soaked in marinated broth and then cooked over high heat, it was chewy with rich broth in each bite.
Once half of the rabbit head was gnawed clean with only a pointed bone left.
Boss Fang inserted the pointed end into the other half of the rabbit head, gently prying it to make the brain co out complete and covered in red oil before sucking it into his mouth.
The brain had a dense texture and a rich flavor, perfectly complenting the spicy broth, making Old Fang extrely delighted!
"Marvelous!" Old Fang exclaid while eating the other half of the rabbit head, inhaling deeply and saying, "Such a spicy rabbit head, yet it still brings out a rich and savory flavor. This craftsmanship is unbeatable!"
Although not sure exactly what Old Fang ant,
the other three people knew all too well that this rabbit head was damn delicious!
It was numbingly spicy, causing diners to sweat profusely, with each bite seemingly capturing the unique fiery essence of Sichuan. There wasn’t much at on the rabbit head, but the more you gnawed, the more flavorful it beca, with the spiciness and fresh flavor intertwining in the mouth. After finishing one, Du Qiming slapped his thigh, "Damn, should have bought more!"
Dunzi and Zhang Feng unconsciously moved their plates with 9 rabbit heads each closer to themselves, their actions clearly expressing it all: Want so? Impossible!
After finishing one rabbit head, Old Fang was in no hurry, and continued eating mutton and hui noodles to dispel so of the spicy pain in his mouth, feeling extrely comfortable.
The sight of the four of them made those in line incredibly envious.
Li Xiaobo arrived at the right ti, queued up after selling his speakers, and now it was almost his turn, making him a bit nervous.
Because, when he ca over, he didn’t expect much, and only topped up a hundred yuan!
...
After getting up, Wen Zhiliang invited three other bosses for a jog at the gym, and the four of them were heading to the buffet area for so tea and breakfast.
Upon leaving the hotel area and reaching the large hot spring pool, they saw the area was packed with people.
"What’s going on?" Wen Zhiliang took a few steps in and found it really strange.
The guests weren’t just crowding together; they were actually lining up in an orderly fashion!
"Hey brother, what’s everyone doing here?" Wen Zhiliang randomly pulled aside a custor to inquire.
The custor scratched his head, "I don’t know. Maybe there are too many people wanting to use the hot springs, so they’re lining up. Anyway, I just ca over when I woke up, and since everyone was queuing, I figured I’d join in."
Hiss!
Is there such a thing?
Wen Zhiliang thought to himself he should know the situation with his own hot springs well enough; with the current flow of guests, there’s no way they’d need to queue for a small pool!
He bypassed the queue intending to check it out, but was halted by a girl at the wooden staircase, "What you doing? Everyone’s queuing, and you’re trying to cut in line?"
Wen Zhiliang, about to call for his assistant, rembered he ca out alone today, "Sorry, sorry!"
The three bosses laughed heartily watching Old Wen et his match.
Old Wen was truly puzzled; what exactly happened while they were asleep?
He quickly contacted his assistant to take a shortcut through a small path in the resort, which led to a small backdoor usually used for deliveries.
The four bosses took the path through the backdoor, and were stunned.
Wen Zhiliang pointed to the girls in ancient costus, "President Qin, did your company’s program team co this early?"
Qin Fei stared at the faces of those girls, thinking, "Doesn’t seem like our team mbers."
Wen Zhiliang pointed to the girls in red gauze bikinis, "President Zhao, did your technicians co over today? I haven’t figured out the charge yet."
Zhao Jianzhong pinched his chin, "Seems off, these aren’t my technicians at least."
Han Bin from the arcade was intrigued, "Guys, don’t you think... this is way more fun than yesterday when we were around? Look at that! Hey, check out what they’re eating!"
"Seems a bit different!" Wen Zhiliang looked carefully, "Isn’t that Boss Chen’s nu preview from yesterday? Oh damn, how could I forget about this, let’s go quickly!"
The four of them quickly walked through the path to the food cart, finally understanding why the line extended all the way to the large pool area.
Look at that, the small pool area near the food cart was already packed with people!
These people were drenched in sweat from eating, obviously extrely spicy, yet still gnawing on the rabbit heads relentlessly.
Wen Zhiliang wondered if he could pull so strings to cut in the queue, but the faces of those in line were unfriendly, as if guarding against him.
Feeling sowhat anxious, suddenly!
He spotted a familiar face in the crowd.
"Xiaobo?" Wen Zhiliang quickly walked over, "Xiaobo, why are you here too, aren’t you selling your goods?"
Li Xiaobo glanced, as his turn was almost up, impolitely turned around, "I am! I’m doing market research to see what’s so amazing about Boss Chen’s goods that everyone’s lining up."
Wen Zhiliang put on a smile, "How about this Xiaobo, give your spot, and I’ll let you set up your stall today, how about that?"
Li Xiaobo hesitated.
Being able to set up a stall at the resort was sothing he had always dread of. Seeing the huge crowd here, if he could get his cart inside, it would surely be better than being outside.
But... but the rabbit head and the mutton looked really tempting!
Though rely a vendor, Li Xiaobo still wished to sit there, enjoying a foot massage by pretty girls, watching the mythical performances, then blissfully sipping on a rabbit head, didn’t he?
Seeing Li Xiaobo so hesitant.
Wen Zhiliang lowered his voice, "You just want sothing to eat, right? I’ll buy more later and give you so, won’t that do?"
Xiaobo’s eyes lit up, but then he rembered how heartless his cousin was to him yesterday, and he turned his head with a cold snort, "No way! I want to queue and eat myself!"
Wen Zhiliang, furious, was about to raise his leg to kick soone, when a man ran over, "Boss, boss!"
Wen Zhiliang turned his head, "Who are you?"
He Chunming took out a price list, "Right now, if you opt for an 88-yuan foot massage service, you get a number to queue around the fiftieth position!"
"And if you opt for a 188-yuan service, you can be among the first thirty!"
"You just..."
"Cut the nonsense, what’s the package for the quickest number?"
He Chunming chuckled, glanced at the front of the queue, "For fifth position, you’d need a 388-yuan luxury package."
Wen Zhiliang scanned the code and paid for four 388-yuan packages. The female technician in the fifth position graciously gave her spot to Wen Zhiliang.
Cutting in line was indeed satisfying, but Old Wen felt sothing was off?
Wasn’t it... you’re making money on my turf?
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