Chapter 4 Chapter Four

That night, we didn’t actually go to Chengxiangyanpo, but had a hasty meal at the hotel, which filled our stomachs for the night.In the restaurant of the hotel we noticed the chairs and the posters on the wall. Although there was nothing special about the gaudy posters, we could tell that the place had been grand for a while. In a glass frame on the east wall we I saw some photos, mainly of some government officials and the chefs here.The chefs were all chubby, smiling and squinting.They are proud of the one standing beside them with a raised waist and a protruding belly.Obviously, they came here for the food.They grinned one by one, showing sharp teeth, with red light floating on their faces.In the photo, you can still see a corner of the table with a white and empty plate on it.In another frame next to the neighbor, there are many real scenes of pot vegetables, which are very clear, and the dishes are particularly bright and seem to be steaming.Next to the fragrant plates, there are white papers with the names of the dishes clearly written on them: Jiaolong Zaiyuan, Longfeng Chengxiang, Feilong Shangtian, Longfeifengwu, Yanlong Crossing the Stream, Ambergris Feast, etc., almost all of them. Related to the dragon, there is a white note that has fallen on the bottom of the frame.I identified it for a long time, but I didn't recognize what kind of dish it was.

We sat at the table, the professor was sullen, wondering what he was thinking.There was only one lamp in the dining room, and the light seemed particularly dim.Some of the windows were all covered with paper, and the windows looked very high, and the wind outside pushed the paper on the windows and rattled. In the northwest corner of the restaurant, there was a person with his back facing us, eating noodles, and the sound of noodles entering his mouth was very loud.Later we learned that it was a painter who had entered the island, from the capital.He came to Xiangyan because he wanted to learn from Gauguin, and he hoped to paint some masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.This is a later story, we don't know him yet.All he left us was a strange back.He also sported a famous pigtail.

At this moment, a shout was heard, and the floral cloth door curtain was lifted, and a man came out from the steaming mist. The man was short and stout, but walked steadily, holding two plates in his hand, and walked straight to Walked over to our table.The vegetable juice on the plate did not leak, and the plate seemed to grow in the palm of his hand.He placed the plate firmly in front of us. The chef seemed very chatty, and while we were eating, he moved a chair from the side table and sat down.His voice was a little hoarse, but it was clearly nasal. That's all for the dishes.Those dishes are long gone.You came at the wrong time.It wasn't like this a few years ago.We are also called relying on mountains to eat mountains, relying on water to eat water, and feeding people with snakes.

When he was talking, he still looked at the photos on the wall with nostalgia.Still vivid in dim light.he continued. At that time, there were about a dozen chefs.It's different now, those people have resigned, there are fewer customers, and there is no need for so many people, I will do it myself.If it was a few years ago, I would not clink glasses with those officials at the banquet one day.The life is also strange, the guests are not coming, and the snake is like... He didn't go on, and sighed.Then he said very politely, take it easy, I'll go over and say hello.He stood up and walked towards the door, and I noticed that his leg was a little limp.The professor also stared at his slightly swaying body, which he also noticed.It is amazing that when a cripple serves the food, his movements are so neat and smooth.

A person was looking at the door, obviously hesitating whether to come in, the furnishings inside made him a little hesitant.The cook said something to him and the man was convinced.Soon he came in, followed by a woman behind him.The woman is wearing high heels.Due to the light and the fact that her shoes didn't fit very well, when we were about to walk under the glass frame hanging on the wall, we heard her ouch.Her ankle sprained.Her young voice was sweet and thin.I saw the professor frowned.