I was on a business trip to Fushun, Liaoning, and stopped by a small restaurant at the village entrance. It was a typical couple-run restaurant, with two rooms for dining and a few rooms in the back for residents. The menu had over twenty vegetable dishes and less than forty meat dishes, all served in large plates with a diameter of about 30 centimeters, filled to the brim, as the locals say, "gang jian gang jian." The food was exceptional - the meat was genuine and included delicacies like pork knuckles and pork belly, while the vegetables were seasonal greens, dried tofu, green bean threads, or eggs.
We went to a town for dinner, and the dishes were served in the same style - overflowing with food and ranging from 20 to 30 yuan. It was interesting that when we ordered three dishes and a bottle of beer, they would "pad" the order by sending a few more dishes, saying that it was their way of thanking their customers. We ordered three dishes, and they sent us three more, including stir-fried potatoes and scrambled eggs. We ate and drank, and the total bill came out to be around 100 yuan for five to six dishes.
However, it wasn't until I took another piece of meat with my chopsticks that I realized something was off. As I chewed the shredded meat, a strange taste lingered on my tongue. Suddenly, I felt a human finger in my mouth, and I threw up. I woke up, startled, and realized it was all a nightmare. Or was it?
The next day, I heard a rumor that the couple who ran the restaurant had disappeared, along with some of their customers. The police found no trace of them, except for the remains of human bones in the kitchen. People whispered about the couple's ties to the local mafia, who used the restaurant to dispose of their enemies. But the truth remains unknown, and the horror of that fateful dinner still haunts me to this day.