The little boy took Yuan Zhou to the old man's house next door, and Yuan Zhou found out that the old man had an adult son and daughter-in-law, and this little boy was the old man's grandson. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Regarding the fact that the little boy didn't call his brother, Yuan Zhou swore that he was really not angry, how could he be so generous to him if he was so generous with a little child.

"Uncle, you sit here. The little boy's sudden voice pulled Yuan Zhou back to reality.

"Yes. Yuan Zhou turned his head and motioned with his eyes to call his brother.

However, the little boy had already gone back to his parents to ask for credit.

"Let's eat, it's all a simple meal, you can eat whatever you want, I think you definitely didn't bring a small bag to eat." The old man said wisely.

"Okay, I'm sorry for you. Yuan Zhou thanked him and sat down.

On the table was indeed a simple dish, not meaty, just a plate of scrambled eggs with garlic, stir-fried cabbage, shredded potatoes and a green vegetable soup, but the color was green and pleasant.

It tastes good when you take a bite.

"Yes, you people in the city say that our food here is delicious, but we don't use pesticides here. The old man said with a smile.

"It was delicious. Yuan Zhou nodded.

After eating, Yuan Zhou also took the opportunity to give the money for the next few days, a total of four days, Yuan Zhou felt that this time was about the same.

Of course, he didn't forget to ask the purpose of this trip.

"The cliff you mentioned hasn't had honey for many years. "The old man's son and daughter-in-law have already taken the little boy home to rest.

Life here is naturally made at sunrise and resting at sunset.

"I want to go down and take a look myself, do you see someone leading the way?" Yuan Zhou said sincerely.

"You want to go down by yourself?" the old man was a little surprised, but was quickly relieved.

In his opinion, Yuan Zhou, like those who look strange, thinks that it is interesting to hang a rope and go down, but he doesn't know that there is a great danger here, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will end up in pieces.

"Young people, don't go down, you have no experience, it's easy to get out of danger if you go down. The old man spoke of the danger of going down the cliff, and finally persuaded.

"I know, but I have to go down on my own. Yuan Zhou thinks that it is better to pick delicious ingredients by himself.

"You went to Needle Peak today, your feet hurt, and it's more tiring to go down than this. "The old man knows these people very well, and he will definitely not walk through the rocky mountains when he first comes.

"There were a few blood blisters. Although Yuan Zhou felt pain, it was not to the point where he couldn't bear it.

"Are you sure you want to go down?" asked the old man again.

"Well, go down on your own. Yuan Zhou nodded and said firmly.

"Okay, when the time comes, you will pay, and I will find someone to take you down to have a look. The old man could not be persuaded to do so, so he could only agree.

"By the way, the needle peak mouth is easy to produce gold needle grinding?" Yuan Zhou asked when he got up, remembering the rumors he heard today.

"Yes, a lot of what you can find is found there, but there are also around, so it's hard to come across them. The old man said carefully.

"The depths are not more likely. Yuan Zhou asked again.

"That's for sure, but it's not a good road. The old man affirmed.

However, the old man was a little surprised at this time, looking at Yuan Zhou's appearance, he planned to go to Needle Peak tomorrow, as far as he knew, Needle Peak was the easiest place to get gold needle grinding, but because it was too difficult to walk inside, the guests who came to look for it at most on the periphery, and if they couldn't find it, they would change places, and they would never go to the second time, after all, even the people in the village didn't like to go there to find guilt.

And now looking at Yuan Zhou's appearance, he can't stop if he can't find it, the old man looks at Yuan Zhou's back and shakes his head.

Yuan Zhou said goodbye and went back, after washing, had a good night's sleep, got up at five o'clock in the morning, went out, Yuan Zhou just moved a little, and then went out again to find the gold needle grinding, the difference between foodies and rice buckets is not only the appearance, but also the dedication to food.

What's more, Yuan Zhou is both a foodie and a chef.

Huangtian lived up to his wishes, and after grinding four or five blood blisters on Yuan Zhou's feet again, Yuan Zhou finally found a trace of the golden needle mill.

It grows in the middle of the stone crevice, the pale yellow umbrella cover, the white stem, very inconspicuous, Yuan Zhou also determined several times before discovering, and its most peculiar thing is that its umbrella cover is all facing upwards, just like a small wine glass, the folds are distinct, and there is some crystal dew in the umbrella cover.

"Whew" Yuan Zhou exhaled and stopped slightly.

Finally found, Yuan Zhou took out a wooden knife to cut the mature gold needle grinding, and put it into a prepared cloth bag, which was not only breathable but also good to prevent mushroom bumps.

Find the first bush, the second bush is not so difficult, Yuan Zhou loaded a mature gold needle grinding a small half pocket, enough for a meal and then did not look for it again, of course this mushroom needs to be eaten extremely fresh.

It was the pace of the return trip that Yuanzhou had accelerated a lot.

The first thing I did when I arrived in the village was to find a woman named Aunt Lin to cook soup, and whether it was noon or not, of course, this was also a good candidate for a long time ago, and this was the best candidate besides the imperial chef.

As for finding the former imperial chef to do it, of course Yuan Zhou thought about it, but the imperial chef was not in the village to visit friends, and the old man didn't know when he would come back, so Yuan Zhou could only give up the first choice first.

"Aunt Lin, I'm sorry for you. Yuan Zhou carefully took the cloth bag and handed it over gently.

"The young man still knows a lot, put the cloth bag in a good bag, look at my craftsmanship, and ensure that the soup fairy is delicious. Aunt Lin responded with a smile.

Start killing the chicken directly to make soup, and eat a fresh, fresh chicken, fresh mushrooms, fresh soup.

Three hours later, it was past lunchtime, and the pot of soup finally succeeded.

"Young man, here comes your chicken soup. "Aunt Lin came over with a pot of steaming soup.

"Thank you. Yuan Zhou hurriedly took it.

"You're welcome, this soup is the most delicious to drink in winter, but it's also delicious to drink on this day, and the young man's mushrooms are well picked. Aunt Lin smiled and sent an empty bowl and a bowl of rice, and left.

"Excuse me. After Yuan Zhou finished speaking, he sat down.

The aroma of the soup goes straight to Yuanzhou's nose, there is the fragrance of chicken, and the umami of the cooked golden needle mill, the soup is milky white, and the boiled gold needle mill presents a beautiful jade yellow, like a piece of Tianhuang stone with good color floating on the soup noodles.

Yuan Zhou smiled on his serious face, picked up the spoon and put the soup directly into his mouth and began to drink.

However, the smile on Yuan Zhou's face slowly disappeared as the soup entered his throat.

Yuan Zhou only ate this meal for half an hour, and then ate the chicken and drank the chicken soup, and the more he got to it, the more his brows tightened, this taste was not worthy of its name at all, and it could only be evaluated as middle and upper.

After Yuan Zhou finished eating, he silently pressed the money at the bottom of the bowl and got up to leave.

"Although the taste of this golden needle mill is delicious, it is not as delicious as imagined. Yuan Zhou couldn't help but sigh.

"It's the smell of gold needle grinding again, and it's really unrelenting. Yuan Zhou, who was thinking on the road, was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

When I looked up, it turned out that not far away was an old man wearing a tunic and a goat's beard on his chin, the old man looked kind, but the dissatisfaction on his face was ruined, and he looked a little fierce.

"Young man, is the mushroom you found?" the old man turned his head to stare at Yuan Zhou.

"Yes, it's mine. Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Tyrannical creatures. The old man gave a four-word evaluation, turned around and left.

...... (To be continued.) )