Chapter 648 Hot Roll
After this disaster, the relationship between the three people has subtly changed, and the past grudges have been resolved and they understand and help each other. Hou Liangping realized that love affairs should be severed, and that entrepreneurship requires keeping the original intention; Qi Tongwei understands tolerance and letting go, and can only move forward after letting go of past grudges; Zhang Xiaoma has gained a new life and is independent, no longer trapped in the cage of old love. The restaurant world has returned to being lively, fireworks are always prosperous, and the spicy taste adds a bit of sweetness to life. A new chapter is written, full of tenacity, growth and warmth. Although the road ahead is rugged, we are fearless in moving forward, because after going through thick and thin together, the dawn is even brighter.
At dawn, the restaurant kitchen was filled with warm steam and the aroma of rice. Hou Liangping skillfully flipped the pan, and the egg liquid quickly rose in the hot oil, golden and brilliant; Qi Tongwei cut the vegetables neatly, the blade hitting the chopping board with a brisk rhythm. The two occasionally chatted, talking about the recent recovery of business, with a relaxed tone, as if they had completely left the past troubles behind.
The door of the restaurant was suddenly violently opened, and a group of evil elements rushed in like wolves, instantly disrupting the peaceful fireworks. The strong man in the lead had a face full of flesh, a hideous scar running from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as fierce as a knife. Several minions behind him, some holding iron rods, some holding baseball bats, were aggressive and exuded a pungent hostility, knocking the tables and chairs to the ground, and the diners screamed in panic and fled in all directions.
"Hou Liangping, Qi Tongwei, long time no see!" The sturdy man yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice hoarse and arrogant, the echo reverberating in the store. Hou Liangping frowned, but did not put down the spatula in his hand. He stood in front of Qi Tongwei, his eyes piercing: "What do you want to do? You dare to act wild in broad daylight!" Qi Tongwei also had a stern face, clenched the kitchen knife in his hand, and snorted: "It seems that there are blind people who come to pick a fight, and they don't even know whose territory this is."
The sturdy man let out a "Puh" sound, took a few steps forward, and poked the ground hard with the iron rod, causing the tiles to crack: "Stop talking nonsense! Your restaurant business is booming, it's time to share a share with you brothers. Pay the money on time every month in the future, and I will ensure your safety, otherwise..." As he said that, he swung the iron rod and swept the seasoning bottles on the shelf next to him down, and they shattered all over the floor, splashing juice and filling the air with a pungent smell.
Hou Liangping laughed in anger: "Why? We have worked so hard to build our business, and we have to give it up just because of your harsh words? Dream on!" He slammed the spatula on the chopping board, splashing a few drops of egg liquid. Qi Tongwei nodded in agreement: "Liangping is right, we have come through the quagmire of officialdom, why should we be afraid of you little hooligans?" There was no fear in his words, but he took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Hou Liangping. The two of them stood tall, like two pine trees facing the wind.
The evil forces looked at each other, as if they had not expected the two men to be so tough, and were a little surprised. But the strong man would not give up, and he was angry and raised his hand: "Smash them! Let's see how long they can keep their mouths shut!" The minions swarmed over, waving sticks, tables and chairs flying, and pots and pans were instantly in a mess. Hou Liangping seized the opportunity, flashed, snatched an iron stick that was attacking, and pulled it back, hitting a man's wrist. The man screamed and the weapon fell to the ground; Qi Tongwei flexibly shuttled in the chaos, the kitchen knife flew, accurately knocking off the sticks that were hitting the vital points, and after a few moves, he actually forced a few minions to retreat. Although his body was splashed with oil and soup, his momentum became more and more fierce.
While the fight was fierce inside the store, the sound of sirens outside was getting closer and closer. It turned out that the clever clerk had secretly called the police while the chaos was going on. The evil gang members panicked, and the leader, a sturdy man, turned pale and glared at Hou Liangping and Qi Tongwei angrily: "Okay, you have guts, wait!" After that, he called his men to escape. Hou Liangping was not willing to let them go, and he kicked down one of the gang members and captured him; Qi Tongwei also rushed forward and wrestled with another man, dragging two people, and the rest of the gangsters were surrounded by the police and were captured one after another.
When the dust settled, the restaurant was in a mess. Hou Liangping and Qi Tongwei were in tattered clothes and had bruises on their faces, but they looked at each other and laughed. This sudden attack not only did not dampen their spirits, but instead seemed to have tempered their wills. Qi Tongwei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Liangping, it seems that under these peaceful days, the undercurrents have never stopped." Hou Liangping nodded, his eyes firm, "What are you afraid of? If an enemy comes, we will stop him. If a flood comes, we will block it. They can't cut off the road we have worked so hard for. This restaurant will only get better and better in the future, and no one can stop it!"
After that, the restaurant strengthened security, and the two frequently cooperated with the police, providing clues and helping to clean up the surrounding evil forces. When the neighbors in the community learned about this, they gave thumbs up and showed their support. Diners returned, and the business became more and more popular. The spicy aroma was blended with the taste of fearless perseverance, as if to declare: no matter how stormy and turbulent the waves are, there will always be the light of justice like a sword, splitting the haze and protecting this fireworks world to move forward steadily, until the road to destiny is smooth, and the past twists and turns are all turned into medals shining on the journey.
The restaurant was bustling again, and it seemed to have healed its wounds, but undercurrents were still surging in the depths. The fire in the kitchen was burning brightly, and Hou Liangping kneaded the dough skillfully with both hands. The white flour rolled in his palms with full strength, and a thin layer of sweat flashed on his forehead. He was thinking about the new Sichuan-style noodle dishes in his mind; Qi Tongwei was checking the accounts in the front hall, and the beads on the abacus made a crisp sound. From time to time, he looked up and scanned the diners in the hall, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
The door of the store was suddenly opened by a brute force, and the sunlight was instantly blocked by a group of ferocious figures. It was still the same group of hooligans who were still haunting. The scarred muscular man in the lead had changed into a more flamboyant leather jacket, with iron chain ornaments dangling, and his face was even more aggressive, with eyes like a hungry wolf staring at its prey. The henchmen behind him were also equipped with "upgraded" equipment, with hideous iron spikes wrapped around the steel pipes and new evil patterns carved on baseball bats. They rushed in and wantonly overturned the tables and chairs, causing plates to fall and soup to splash. The diners screamed in fear, and the beautiful dinner party instantly turned into a chaotic Shura field.
"Hou Liangping, Qi Tongwei, you didn't learn enough from the last lesson, did you?" The scarred man roared, the sound waves vibrated the windows, and the scar on the corner of his mouth became more terrifying because of the twisted expression. Hou Liangping's eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and he picked up the bench next to him, holding the bench legs with both hands, his joints turned white, and he squeezed out words from his teeth: "You bunch of scum, you dare to come, today I will make sure you don't come back!" Qi Tongwei was also furious, and kicked over the table in front of him, the table top turned upside down, and the dishes and chopsticks were scattered all over the floor. He took the opportunity to hold the table legs, like holding a halberd, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Hou Liangping, facing the surging evil tide: "Liangping, there is no point in talking to them, do it!"
Hou Liangping took the lead, pouncing like a cheetah, swinging a bench and sweeping it out, with great force and a whistling sound, directly approaching the thug who was rushing in front. The thug raised his arm to resist, and with a "crack", the leg of the bench hit the steel pipe, wood chips flew everywhere, and the impact made his arm numb and his body stagger. Hou Liangping took advantage of the situation and kicked him in the abdomen. The man screamed and fell to the ground, curling up and rolling.