Bite!

With a system prompt, except for Xia Yu himself, no one knew that this young dragon chef had once again completed his transformation and promotion in the overgrown wild.

Looking at the skill icon in the kitchen skill bar, which was full of golden qi and finally crossed the void and secluded, Xia Yu clenched his fists and no longer deliberately suppressed his exhilarating emotions.

"Although my personal dragon-level nirvana hasn't been created yet, the foundation is here, and it's just a matter of the near future. ”

Waiting, waiting, ten minutes passed, and Sota Aoki still didn't come back.

The car stopped on the grass, Xia Yu jumped on a stone, the mobile phone was held high, but the signal grid was still gray, as for the mobile network, it was even more bitter tears, and it was impossible to take the time to brush a Weibo reply to WeChat, so waiting was really a rather irritable and fucked mood.

It's almost evening, and the midsummer evening is not as hot as midday, and the cool breeze blows with a sleep-inducing magic.

It just so happened that when Xia Yu was bored, not far from the mountain road, on the opposite bank of a stream, a figure walked out of the forest and squatted on the side of the stream.

This is an old farmer, with gray hair, a hoe, and simple clothes, and should be a farmer in this wilderness.

Xia Yu put away his vigilant expression, to be honest, he suddenly bumped into someone in the wild, and his body was cold for the first time. But the old farmer is the image of the old grandfather of the island country he knows.

After all, island nations are facing social problems such as an aging population, and in such a rural place, it is strange to meet fashionable young people.

The old farmer also spotted Xia Yu on the other side, raised his head and smiled.

Xia Yu found that he was washing things with stream water, so he immediately walked over, squatted on the side of the stream, and greeted him across a stream: "Yo, yam, wild mushrooms, the old man turned out to be a foodie expert!"

Wild yams are not easy to dig, they look a little ugly, strangely shaped, and artificially planted straight strips, just from the appearance, they are not the same thing at all.

The old farmer threw a slightly bent wild yam over, the brownish yellow skin has been partially ground, revealing a white section, natural fragrance, refreshing people's hearts.

Xia Yu was stunned for a moment with the yam, and grinned: "Is this considered entertainment?"

The old farmer nodded.

Xia Yu sighed and didn't dare to speak.

Some varieties of yam can be eaten raw, but the vast majority of wild yams should not be eaten raw. Xia Yu didn't want his mouth to itch, it was like stuffing an ant's nest, it was too painful.

The old farmer didn't force it, he lowered his head and continued to clean the yams and mushrooms, and Xia Yu talked to him.

"Are there any villages around here? I'm from out of town, so I don't know what's going on here. ”

"There is a small village called Yokoi, not far away, and you can see the fields of Yokoi from this forest. ”

"There shouldn't be many young people in the village, right?"

The old man showed a hint of loneliness and said, "Yes, how can young people stay in such a rural place, even if they can't go to Tokyo, they will go to a neighboring city, which is lively." Even middle school students, junior high schools, and high school students all want to go to colleges and universities in the county, and our school here only has a sand football field, like my little grandson, who shouts about the grass court every day, and then a year ago, my son's family moved to the county city to settle down. ”

Xia Yu smacked his lips, not knowing what to say.

Urbanization is inevitable. It's normal for students to expect a wider school, a bigger playground, and a more comfortable classroom.

Lying down, resting his head on the soft grass by the stream, Xia Yu was attracted by the blue sky, next to the crystal clear water, the Wizard of Oz on all sides, and the mountains were intoxicating.

The old man turned on the fragmented thought mode.

"I have two sons, a daughter, they are all married, the eldest son opened a hardware store in the village, the younger son is a carpenter, the craft is very good, he goes to the city I don't worry, but Naoto, my little grandson, although he loves to play football, but his personality is very taciturn, I heard that the middle school in the city is different from our rural places, there are too many students and there will be bullying......"

"School bullying? That's something to pay attention to, and it's all about personality, and it's important to try to change. ”

Xia Yu didn't respond a word, and gradually, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and sleepiness hit, this time he really fell asleep.

"Hey!"

"It's time to wake up!"

Aoki Mune is so funny.

“…… Am I asleep?" Xia Yu touched his head and sat up, at this time, the sun went down, the sunset sprinkled into the wilderness, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

There were two young men in monk's robes, about thirteen or fourteen years old, behind Sota Aoki, probing their brains.

Hey.

Xia Yu also found that the roads had been cleared, the weeds had been shoveled out, the excess trees had been cut down, and Sota Aoki and the two young monks were covered with sweat stains from their work.

"When I found the way, I went to the temple and pulled these two boys out to clear the mountain road. Aoki Sota was very strict with his juniors, and his eyes glared, "Really, I've only been away for two or three years, and the chores of the temple are a mess, and even the road outside is unmaintained." How do you usually take care of it?!"

The little monk shrunk his neck.

"Okay, the car can now drive directly to the mountain gate. Sota Aoki inserted the key to start the car.

"That's right!"

Xia Yu stopped at the car door and looked around, "Where is the old man before?"

"What old man?"

Sota Aoki, who had just sat in the driver's seat, was stunned.

"I just met an old man from Yokoi Village. ”

In the back seat of the car, the whispers of the two little monks suddenly disappeared.

There is an eerie silence in the interior of the car.

"Yokoi Village?" Aoki Sota cast a glance at Natsu Yu in the passenger seat, "It's true that it's the closest village to the temple, but it's at least an hour's drive by national highway." ”

Xia Yu's smile was a little reluctant, "In order to dig yams and pick wild mushrooms and mushrooms, it's normal to run so far." ”

"Yam?"

A little monk couldn't help but scream.

Xia Yu saw that in the rearview mirror of the car, another person looked out of the car window reflexively.

On the side of the mountain road, under an old tree, in front of an ancient stone shrine that was almost covered by the stems of the past, there was a porcelain bowl containing tributes.

The tribute in the bowl was simple, a few pieces of snow-white yam cake.

Pieces of dim sum are stacked in the shape of a tower, and it is obvious that the top piece of the pastry tribute in the bowl is missing.

Xia Yu felt like he was holding something in his hand.

Pinched.

The touch is not a wild yam washed and peeled by the stream, but a slightly soft feeling that is pinched on the osmanthus cake.

An indescribable cool breath rose from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

The things in my hand are not thrown out of the window, and it is even more cold and panicked when I hold it. Xia Yu couldn't help but say, "Who is so lacking in virtue and stuffed me with a piece of tribute?"

The car had already started and was driving on the mountain road, and Sota Aoki, who was in the driver's seat, was looking straight ahead.

His reaction was as calm as a human being.

I don't know when, a little monk's whisper came from the back seat to Xia Yu's ears:

“…… The bowl of yam cake tribute was made by the abbot a few days ago when I was asked to take down the mountain to worship. ”

The two little monks were in the back seat, looking at Xia Yu's eyes, shocked by the heavens.

Grab a tribute to eat?

Awesome!

The corners of Xia Yu's forehead were faintly beating, and he finally looked down at the pastry piece in his hand, is this a kind hospitality, or a prank of bad taste?

Scold.

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, no matter what, Xia Yu felt that he had reached a very interesting place again.