1016.Hangover Leaf (5)
Land Rover calls his men on the island to arrange for a fresh-keeping truck to pick up barnacles, while contacting two cooks to prepare tonight's meal.
It just so happened that he had recently gotten some venison, so he asked someone to send it to the village, and tonight he would use the venison to reward Ao Muyang and the fishermen.
These venisons are the meat of sika deer, and Ao Muyang was taken aback after confirming it: "Brother, sika deer is a national protected animal." β
Land Rover waved his hand and smiled: "The wild ones are, I am breeding, there is a construction corps in the northwest, I work in it with an iron, they raise a lot of deer there, mainly to sell deer antler wine and deer blood wine, I got some wine from him, and at the same time he also sent me a little meat, eat together tonight." β
The Mid-Autumn Festival used to be close to late autumn, and now the night of the fisherman's house is indeed a little cold, and it is most comfortable to eat an iron pot stew, and the venison is very nourishing, so the iron pot stewed venison is a good dish in late autumn.
Knowing that there was venison to eat, the fishermen were very active, they went back to take a shower, and then came to the backyard of the small building to prepare a big meal.
It's only been more than half a month since the last meal here, and this second meal has started again, and a group of people are happy.
The favorite thing for the men in the village is to get together and drink a lot of wine, and they are happiest when they eat and drink while bragging.
The two chefs found by Land Rover are somewhat famous in Hongyang, the ordinary farmhouse iron pot stew, the fragrance is fragrant, Ao Muyang is an expert, and it can be seen at a glance that this heat is extraordinary.
So he walked over and said, "Brother, are you good at stewing in an iron pot?"
"So-so. The chef smiled politely.
Ao Muyang then sent half a sheep, two geese and a number of sheep into the water: "Let's have an iron pot stew banquet tonight!"
The two chefs can't smile anymore, they really don't treat us as outsiders.
The dishes were served and the wine was put into the cup, Lu Wuxian became excited, and he said: "Brother-in-law, you have to get a DJ or something in the village, this dry drink is not interesting, if a DJ comes to SKR to say a few words, it will be exciting." β
Ao Muyang said: "It's simple, there is a gong and drum team in the village, I'll get it for you? β
"Damn, that's free. β
After a glass of wine, Lu Wuxian was excited again, he listened to the sound of guessing boxing around him, and said: "My sister's poem is really good, the flowers are full of Zhu, the wine is full of Ou, and the waves are free, this life is so beautiful!"
Ao Muyang said: "Such a beautiful life in the village is there, and it will be even better when it comes to the New Year, but you have to live until that time first - drink less, have you forgotten the lesson from the last time?"
Lu Wuxian smiled slightly, he looked around and no one was paying attention to him, and then leaned in front of him and opened his mouth......
"What are you doing?" Ao Muyang hurriedly pushed him away.
He said, "Show you something, look at my mouth, old." β
"I don't look at it, what's so good about the old?"
Lu Wuxian was choked by this, and he said: "What nonsense, I'll show you this leaf in my mouth, this is a hangover leaf, I asked for that old Ao Chinese medicine doctor, and I still take antidote medicine today, hum, see how I kill the Quartet tonight!"
Ao Muyang wondered, the old Ao Chinese medicine he said was naturally Teacher Ao Zhisheng, but when did this old man have such a thing as hangover leaf in his hand?
The riddle in his mind has not yet been solved, and the deer has been poured down......
"Well, the hangover medicine is useless. He sighed and carried the brother-in-law into the house.
When he came back, Ao Mudong and his entourage looked at him with wide eyes: "Village Chief, what are you doing?"
"me, I'm quitting alcohol tonight. β
"Alas!" a sigh of disappointment.
The weather is not beautiful, this meal is good everywhere, but when it was eaten until about nine o'clock in the evening, there was a sudden thunderstorm, and a dark cloud quickly covered the night sky above the fishing village.
Fortunately, it didn't rain until they finished eating, and it didn't rain until they cleaned up the mess.
"This year, the rain is quite abundant in autumn. Ao Dao said with a wine burp.
Ao Mudong said: "Quickly pull it down, big, big uncle, in the past few years, didn't the autumn rain stop as soon as autumn began?"
"Yes, Dongzi, you're drunk, don't say it, hurry home. β
"I'm fine, what are you drunk? I'm so clear, you, Ao Daodao, my uncle, right?" Ao Mudong said while holding Ao Daodao's shoulder.
"Yes, yes, you're not drunk, go, hurry home. β
"No, don't worry, Uncle Daoguo, I've been Dongzi for more than 30 years, and I've always called you uncle, right?"
"Yes, it's okay to talk about it......"
"Then can you call me uncle tonight? I've called you for thirty years, and it's your turn to call me, right?"
"Yesβdraft, fuck off! you've got to call it for the rest of your life!"
Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, Ao Mudong broke out after being scolded: "You scold my mother? You dare to scold my mother? No one can scold my mother, not even the king of heaven! You are looking for ...... death."
Ao Muyang dragged Ao Mudong and said angrily: "Ma Gebi, no one wants to drink in my house in the future, what kind of drunken madness?"
Ao Mudong cried: "Longtou, I respect you, I don't do anything with you, but why do you scold my mother?"
Ao Muyang was made lose his temper by him, so he had to explain: "I'm not scolding you, I'm not targeting you, my words are aimed at the whole village." β
Ao Daodao had no choice but to call Ao Mudong's parents, who had already slept.
Ao Mudong's grumpy father didn't care about wearing a belt, and went out with a belt, Ao Daodao hurriedly said: "Second uncle, don't be in such a hurry, you tie your belt first." β
"It's not meant to be tied around the waist. β
The light rain continued until noon, and Lu Wuxian got up and looked out, muttering, "Oh, it's not dawn yet, I got up too early." β
Ao Muyang, who is about to speak: β((β_β))β.
As the autumn rain shrouded the fishing village, he stood on the roof of the building and looked around, a thin sea mist wafting in the sea in front of the village, and a mist drifting on the mountains behind him.
The pale white mist drifted over the mountains, and the plants and trees were cleaned, but they were no longer green, on the contrary, many of the bamboo leaves were yellow, and the leaves of the willows, sycamores, and locust trees on the mountains were gradually falling.
A gloom came to mind.
When it was time for lunch, he cooked a porridge with sika venison meat, and it was so cold that he drank some porridge to warm up his body, which he specially stewed for the deer.
After the aroma of porridge spread, the deer got up quietly and came to the restaurant quietly.
The second wolf, who was lying on the ground and gnawing his paws, suddenly turned around and was startled, jumped up and screamed, Ao Muyang was startled: "Meng Yi, what the hell are you?"
At this time, Lu Wuxian was indeed like a ghost, Ao Muyang asked, "Why do you have a gloomy face?"
"Chinese medicine is all liars, what hangover leaf, what hangover medicine, they are all liars!" He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he could only chatter, "I will never believe in Chinese medicine in the future, I shouldn't believe in these things, Made, I will drink some milk before drinking next time, I want to believe in science." β
Ao Muyang served: "You don't believe in science, you believe in metaphysics, you dare to continue drinking like this, how hard do you think your life is?"