In the afternoon of the next day, at the Shanghai airport, Meng Zitao and the army got off the plane and walked out of the airport exit, and saw Yu Weigang waving to them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"When did you arrive?" Meng Zitao greeted him.

Yu Weigang said with a smile: "It's also a coincidence, it's just been two or three minutes, let's go, let's go to Liu Vol to fight the autumn wind." ”

The group got into the car, and the car set off for the hotel where Liu Wal was staying.

There was nothing to do all the way, and they got out of the car and walked into the lobby of the hotel, and everyone saw Liu Wal greeting them.

After a few polite words, Liu Vol smiled and said: "The room has been arranged for you, you go and put your luggage first, I will wait for you here." ”

Everyone went to put their luggage, washed up a little, and then went downstairs to meet Liu Wal.

Liu Wole waved his hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat roast chicken today." ”

Yu Weigang was speechless and said: "I said that you are too picky, you actually took us to eat roast chicken." ”

Roast chicken is a famous dish in the Shancheng, Sichuan and Shu areas, and the reason why it is called "roast chicken" instead of "roast rooster" is because the dialect there calls "rooster" "rooster".

It is said that this dish was accidentally burned by a group of driver buddies out of a long-distance car, when the group was hungry like wolves, and finally saw that there was a restaurant in the place where there was no village in front of the village and no store in the back.

These drivers said all the good things, the boss had to slaughter the chicken he raised, and added a lot of chili peppers and spices, as well as the remaining hot pot base to burn together, but I didn't expect this burning, and a famous dish was burned, which has been popular in Sichuan and Chongqing since then.

With the development of the times, this famous dish has spread to all parts of the country, and it is a relatively ordinary dish in many places, and because of this, it is not quite in line with the idea of fighting the autumn breeze for the beginning, so it was said.

Liu Vol laughed: "Do you think if the taste is not good, can I take you there?"

"Isn't it just roast chicken, what's so special?" Yu Weigang said unconvinced, because he likes to eat spicy, he often eats roast chicken, he has been to several restaurants featuring roast chicken in Shanghai, there are delicious and general feelings, but there is no amazing one.

Liu Wal smiled: "What the hell, we'll know when we go, and we will definitely not pit you." ”

"Then I'll see. ”

As time passed, Yu Wei just found out that the car was driving in the direction of the suburbs of Shanghai, and couldn't help asking, "Where are we going?"

Liu Wal said: "Actually, I take you to one of my fellow villagers' house, and the roast chicken he makes is a must, even if I eat it and still want to eat it, even if I am busy, I will run at least three or five times from afar." ”

Yu Weigang was a little unconvinced: "Is it so exaggerated?"

Liu Wal smiled: "No matter how much I say, you don't believe it or not, how it tastes, you will know after tasting it yourself." ”

When it was dark, the business car stopped in front of a house with a yard, and after Liu Vol got out of the car, he stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after a while, someone opened the door.

"Mr. Liu, you are here, please come in. The door was opened by a middle-aged man who looked honest and warmly invited everyone into the house.

Liu Wal briefly introduced to you that the middle-aged Zhu Delu is in the scrap acquisition business here, but now that he has become bigger, he has retreated into the background and is ready to engage in other industries. Because of this, the yard looks clean, and ordinary people really can't guess Zhu Delu's occupation.

After a few pleasantries, Yu Weigang looked around the yard curiously: "Boss Zhu, I heard Brother Liu say that the chickens you raise are not ordinary, isn't that the case?"

Zhu Delu took everyone to the chicken coop next to him, and said as he walked: "Actually, it's nothing, mainly because I have an ancestral chicken feeding formula." ”

Everyone looked at the chicken coop, and the rooster inside was really extraordinary, with large individuals, bright feathers all over the body, and bright eyes, and they all looked like males.

Yu Wei was surprised when he saw it: "This rooster is too strong, I have never seen such a spirit before, what do you feed them?"

Zhu Delu revealed the secret: "In fact, it is traditional Chinese medicine, according to a certain proportion, and they are given to drink the medicinal soup boiled every day, which not only cures the disease, but also grows very strong, and it can grow like this over time." It's just that the cost is too high, and I am only willing to raise so many chickens, and occasionally kill one to replenish my family's body. ”

Seeing the roosters raised by Zhu Delu in a special way, Meng Zitao was full of expectations for the roast chicken for a while, and Yu Weigang even couldn't wait to feast on it.

Zhu Delu led everyone to the hall, and as soon as he walked to the door, a mouth-watering fragrance came to his face, and Yu Weigang couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

In addition to Yu Weigang, Meng Zitao also found that there was a little girl who was only three or five years old standing at the inner door of the hall.

When the little girl saw Zhu Delu coming in, she ran over and pulled Zhu Delu's pants, and said innocently: "Grandpa, I want to eat too." ”

Zhu Delu glanced at everyone a little embarrassed, scratching his head: "If you want to eat, I'll make it tomorrow." ”

The little girl was a little unhappy and pouted slightly, but she was more well-behaved and didn't make a fuss about eating now.

Meng Zitao looked at Zhu Delu's little girl and smiled: "Actually, it's nothing to have more than two pairs of chopsticks." ”

Yu Weigang and Chen Wo also nodded yes, and said how much a child could eat.

Zhu Delu was embarrassed to refuse, and finally compromised and scooped a bowl for the little girl.

Everyone served on the table, and in the face of the fragrant roast chicken in front of them, there was no need to be polite, and everyone feasted happily.

In the end, it is a rooster who drinks Chinese medicine every day, and the chicken is not only firm, but also bright and tender, which makes people salivate just by looking at it. As soon as I entered the mouth, the aroma of the chicken was simply intoxicating, rake but not rotten, spicy and fragrant, I wanted to eat it once and think twice!

In the face of such delicacies, everyone didn't even want to say more, and they kept stuffing the chicken and the side dishes inside into their mouths until there was nothing good left in the pot, and then they stopped chopsticks.

"Cool!" Yu Weigang patted his stomach with satisfaction.

"How's it going, it didn't disappoint you, did it?" Liu Vol smiled.

Yu Weigang sighed: "I am not disappointed, but I can't eat such a delicious roast chicken often, it's really cruel to me!"

"It's so expensive to be scarce, and it would be boring if you could eat it every day. ”

Liu Vol was talking when he saw the little girl running over, she ran to Meng Zitao, and handed Meng Zitao a comic book that looked a little old, that is, the villain book that everyone said.

"Uncle, thank you, this is my villain book, I gave it to you. The little girl should have done this to thank Meng Zitao for opening her mouth just now to let her enjoy the appetite.

Meng Zitao rubbed her head gently, and when she was about to speak, she noticed that the villain book in the little girl's hand was slightly surprised, and said thank you, and took the villain book in her hand to appreciate it.

For Meng Zitao, who was born in the 80s, villain books are no strangers, and they have accompanied him through his childhood and brought him great happiness.

And for older people, villain books should be more profound in their impressions, and even carry a memory.

Speaking of which, the period from 1950 to 1985 was the most glorious period in the history of comic books in China, when comic books had gone beyond the scope of simple children's books and became the reading materials of ordinary citizens, and the artistic expressions of comic books had also become rich and colorful, and painting techniques such as line drawing, sketching, ink painting, woodcut, comics, movies, Chinese paintings, and colors appeared in comic books.

Since comic books have become a reading material for the whole people, the themes it involves are also all-encompassing, such as classical literary masterpieces, myths and legends, historical themes, revolutionary war themes, foreign themes, etc., comic books can be said to be an encyclopedia for children.

It's just that with the development of the times, today's film and television culture is more prevalent, coupled with the examination-oriented education of primary and secondary schools, today's comic book market space has been squeezed out, accounting for almost a small part of book publishing.

Of course, the years have not erased people's memories, and some people are particularly fond of comic book collections because of nostalgia, which has slowly led to the prosperity of the comic book market, and some comic books have even sold for amazing prices.

To get back to the point, the comic book in Meng Zitao's hand looks like it should be a work of the Republic of China, the painting is a water margin, and the whole comic book is well preserved, although it is a little worn, but there is basically no lack of pages.

Yu Weigang came over: "Hey, this villain book seems to be some years old." ”

Meng Zitao said: "It should be from the Republic of China period, and it is well preserved, which is relatively rare." ”

"Comic strips in the Republic of China?" Zhu Delu was a little surprised, now is not the past after all, information is developed, and it is also an era when the whole people are engaged in collecting, hearing Meng Zitao say that it was something from the Republic of China period, his first thought was whether this thing was worth anything?

Seeing Zhu Delu's expression, Meng Zitao smiled and said, "Boss Zhu, don't you know this villain book?"

"I really don't know. Zhu Delu shook his head, and then asked cautiously: "Mr. Meng, is this comic book worth it?"

"It's okay, this condition can be sold for three or four thousand. Meng Zitao said.

Hearing this price, Zhu Delu was still very happy, although three or four thousand was nothing to him, it was not a negligible amount of money.

"I think you should ask your granddaughter where she got this comic book. Meng Zitao reminded.

"Yes. Zhu Delu hurriedly asked his granddaughter, "Nannan, grandpa asked you, where did this book come from?"

The little girl replied that she found it when she went to the acquisition station yesterday.

"Since it's collected, there may be more than one copy, so you can look for it again. As Meng Zitao spoke, he handed the comic book back.