Chapter 232 (1/2)

Put down the rebellion.

A word full of murderous spirit, always intrigued and bloody.

At any time, in any place, in any dynasty, the counter insurgency is often accompanied by a tumultuous head and a stream of blood.

Tomahawk restaurant is full of the atmosphere of the years, with some mottled glass windows, Joe sat comfortably in a comfortable high back chair.

In front of him was a special large porcelain plate three feet long and one foot wide. A piece of Tomahawk steak, which is very large enough for four or five adult men to have a good meal, is lying on the plate with ”squeak” oil.

This is a top-grade steak. It gives off a fragrant, slightly milk like meat aroma.

The steak is surrounded by a variety of side dishes. The most striking and attractive aroma is a large portion of steaming sauerkraut mashed potatoes with fresh butter and cheese.

Joe, with a sharp knife and fork in his hand, triumphantly cuts the Tomahawk steak.

A line of crimson liquid spurted out from the thick beef, and the smell of myoglobin constantly stimulated Joe's bloodthirsty and hunting instinct in the depths of Qiao's blood.

He opened his mouth and narrowed his eyes slightly. Joe put a large steak into his mouth and chewed it.

The sauce splashed, and the smell of meat overflowed. The pure and mellow aroma of beef filled the mouth. A stream of hot gravy slipped down the throat uncontrollably, and then exploded in the stomach Comfortable!

”Good meat, good craftsmanship, really worth the price!”

Joe sighed heartily.

Fang, Si Geng Si, LAN hibiscus, and several old family members all showed the same enjoyment expression.

Ruhr city's steak cooking method is very traditional, it more highlights the original strong flavor of beef.

What about port Toulon?

The cooks in port Tulun use more expensive spices - the upstarts in port Tulun are also willing to waste all kinds of spices when cooking.

There is no doubt that the dishes with too many spices are delicious and delicious!

But in terms of style, relying on a lot of spices Compared with the Tomahawk steak in front of us, this kind of dish is slightly insufficient in the cooking level.

Just like a woman with heavy make-up, and a beautiful woman with clean face Think of it, many people prefer the pure, fresh and natural beauty of ”lotus in clear water, carving in nature”!

Just like the steak in front of you Pure and strong!

In the Tomahawk restaurant, more than 100 subordinates brought by Joe, as well as Billy and other police officers with a face of wind and frost, all sat comfortably on the comfortable high back chairs and enjoyed the various dishes of the restaurant.

Old sear, the owner of the restaurant, stood by with a smile on his face. There was no anger in the middle of the night when he was dragged out of bed and forced to summon the cooks and waiters to open the business!

Yes, Joe gave sijak to manager Merlin and returned to Tomahawk restaurant with his men.

He kicked open the door of the Tomahawk restaurant roughly, stormed into old sear's bedroom with a short flint gun, pulled the trigger towards the ceiling, and let old sear wake up as quickly as possible with two shots.

As dawn approached, old sear woke up the cook and the waiters, and opened the business wrongly.

Fortunately, Tomahawk restaurant has a large amount of high-end food stored in the cold storage. Old sear and a group of chefs, fearlessly offered a sumptuous meal for Joe and his subordinates.

Bottles of top-notch gold label rum were constantly opened, and Joe and his subordinates drank happily.

After a few sips of wine, Joe suddenly grabbed the bottle and took a look at the bottom. Then he saw a familiar secret. Joe looked at the tooth in surprise and laughed loudly: ”Uncle tooth, Tomahawk restaurant, is actually our user! Ha, these wines are from our family

Standing on one side, the attentive old sear suddenly raised his head, looked at the wine bottle in Joe's hand with surprise and joy, grabbed Joe's side in two or three steps, and asked in a low voice, ”Dear Joe You say, this wine? ”

Joe shook the bottle in his hand and asked old sear seriously, ”what's your purchase price?”

Old sear put up two fingers, bit his teeth and said, ”two hundred gold marks!”

Joe's eyes widened. He and his teeth looked at each other and swore in one voice: ”damn middlemen, they ate our 180 gold mark difference!”

Old sear's hands suddenly covered his heart. He was frightened, angry, surprised and expectant. Looking at Joe, he was just like a devout believer who saw Mu falling from the sky. His eyes were shining with dazzling light. He yelled: ”well, dear Joe...”