Golden Greenery

Chapter 886 Night at the Cheshire Slaughter House

Slaughter House, Prestbury, Cheshire.

"Master Tu, the cook your old man found for you is really good at her craftsmanship." Zhuo Yang said, "You have really found a treasure."

"Miss April is not only a chef, but she also has a professional certificate in nutrition." Detu said, "She is a rare talent."

Xiaozhu said: "How much salary do you offer? I'll pay double to poach her later. If you don't do anything else, just steak and oysters, oysters and steak, you know, every day."

Grandpa Mo: "According to Miss April's cooking skills, she has the potential to become a famous chef. It's a pity that she can only be a family cook."

Mr. Tu: "I signed a two-year employment contract with Miss April, which will expire next June. I promised to help her open a French restaurant of her own."

Zhuo Yang: "Actually, we can cooperate with our Six Musketeers - Zuo An. Ask her later."

Mr. Tu: "I asked, she hopes she can be the chef and boss."

Zhuo Yang: "Forget it, we don't force others to do anything. However, now more and more female chefs are becoming famous. In the past, this was a men's industry."

Grandpa Mo: “Women are more engaged in cooking and making clothes at home, but the vast majority of good chefs and good tailors are men. Psychologically speaking, this is because women subconsciously refuse uncertain services. object."

Xiaozhu: "The word service is used very well."

Mr. Tu: “It’s because there weren’t many women working in the past. Well, you see, now that men and women are equal, there are many female chefs and designers.”

Zhuo Yang: "I heard from Kou Kou that in the past, female cooks were never used in European aristocratic homes."

Grandpa Mo: "It seems to be said, but why?"

Zhuo Yang: "The cook will steal silver forks and spoons."

Butcher: "How to steal?"

Zhuo Yang: "Hidden in the body...you know."

Butcher: "..."

Grandpa Mo: "Fuck, it's so...evil."

Piggy: "Really?!...Aip...Does your cook steal the silver spoon?"

Mr. Tu: "...Idiot, my house is all made of stainless steel tableware."

"Stainless steel is also quite valuable, you know..." Xiaozhu said: "Don't male chefs steal? Male chefs can also hide it in their bodies."

The pig always waved his fork and gestured. "If you don't mind E. coli, I can put on a show..."

Zhuo Yang: "Xiao Zhu, just be a human being."

Grandpa Mo: "If you dare to take off your belt, I will beat you to death even if Master Tu stops you today."

Detu: "I won't stop you."

Xiaozhu gave up, but it was clear that he still had more to say.

"Okay, let's not talk about the tableware. Mr. Tu, although you are very dishonest, I won't dislike you, you know. Because of your unique skills as a cook, I decided to stay at your place during this period, so I won't be too busy. Looking for a house."

Butcher: "Just stay, my home is your home."

Zhuo Yang gave Mr. Tu a thumbs up. "I've wronged you...Grandpa, have you found a house?"

"I'm not in a hurry." Grandpa Mo said, "It's good to deal with it in the hotel first."

The butcher said: "Uncle Fang has many properties around London. How about I ask him?"

‘Uncle Fang’ is former Liverpool coach Rodgers. He is the most famous landlord in football circles and owns more than 100 properties in England.

Grandpa Mo nodded: "Okay."

"Are you going to rent or buy?"

"Rent. After playing for two years, I went back to Madiburg. Why buy it? As if I like England so much."

Piggy said: "Yes, yes, in this poor place in England, it is harder to see the moon than to see... a female cook stealing a spoon. Anyone who buys a house here is a fool."

Zhuo Yang: "Grandpa, please kill the little pig."

Detu: "Zhuoyang, when do you plan to return to Fort Madi? Our brothers are waiting for you. Grandpa, give you a bottle."

Grandpa Mo: "Why are you giving me an empty bottle?"

Detu: "Carry it on the pig's head."

Zhuo Yang: "I haven't had enough fun. Don't blame me, have you had enough fun?"

Grandpa Mo put down the bottle of wine. "I almost meant it. It's a bit early to go back now."

The little pig picked up the empty wine bottle and made two more gestures. "It's not good to go back too early. I'll wait for a few years to relax in the Premier League."

Detu: "It doesn't matter to us. It's not that I look down on these young people. The Six Musketeers will still be Six Musketeers until they are forty years old. I'm afraid Scar won't be able to wait, and he's already lying down."

Zhuo Yang said: "No matter what he does, as long as he doesn't retire, he likes to lie down. When we go back, even if he lies down, he will have to stand up and pretend to be dead for me."

Grandpa Mo: "It won't be up to him then."

Detu: "You have to make him run even if you beat him three times a day."

Piggy: "Don't you dare run? I'll let him steal the silver spoon."

Zhuo Yang: "Second brother, there should be no problem."

Piggy: "Second brother can steal three sets of knives and forks at one time."

Detu: "If Scar and my second brother could come too, we would have a lot of fun."

Grandpa Mo: "Zhuoyang, maybe you are really getting old. I have often thought about a question recently: If I had not gone to Madibao, or met you in Madibao, what would I be like now?"

Zhuoyang said: "You will still become the greatest defensive free man after Bei Huang and Sammer. "

Grandpa Mo: "It's impossible..."

Piggy: "Impossible!"

Grandpa: "...I feel that without my awakening in Madiburg and the subsequent adventures, my achievements in my career would at best be similar to Mustafi's."

Xiaozhu: "What about me? I'm definitely still at Bayern."

Detu: "But the captain of Bayern is probably not you, then, it's Lahm."

The corner of Xiaozhu's mouth immediately glanced towards the sky. "What about you? You are just...you are nothing."

"I know." Tu Ye said, "If I hadn't met you, I would definitely be nothing."

Grandpa Mo: "Master Tu, you are so humble, it makes me feel embarrassed."

Xiaozhu: "Hey, that's right. Zhuoyang, have you ever had a cook in China? Stealing chopsticks is more technical than stealing knives and forks, you know. It's long, and it's light..."

Zhuo Yang: "I haven't heard of anyone stealing chopsticks, but there was a TV series last year that showed hiding grenades."

Detu: "Holy shit, this... is fucking real skill."

The little pig was already stunned, and Grandpa Mo looked at the empty wine bottle in a daze.

Zhuo Yang: "Little Pig, can you come with the grenade?"

Xiaozhu: "You said, if there were no hand grenades... No, what would football be like now without our Six Musketeers?"

Zhuoyang said: "Messi and Ronaldo, they will be the kings."

Grandpa Mo: "I agree."

Detu: "Is it just them?"

Xiaozhu: "Are you looking down on other people too much?"

Grandpa Mo: "Let's talk about grenades."

In this night where brothers get together, there are jokes, prospects for the future of the team, speculations about the past, and very inappropriate jokes, but there is only no topic of 'brothers fighting' that is hotly discussed in the outside world.

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