Chapter 8 The Aroma of Malt

"Boss, this is the entrance to our Thousand Machines Pavilion......? It's shabby, isn't it?"

After carefully examining the dark passage in front of him, the fat man really couldn't associate this with the so-called leader of the service organization, and it would be too much if it was the entrance to an unsightly underground organization.

"You know a fart! This is the exclusive secret passage of this adult, and ordinary people don't have this treatment! Why don't you keep up?" Cheng Ya snapped her fingers casually, and the originally dark secret passage instantly lit up, and she walked inside by herself.

The two walked along the long dark passage for about ten minutes, and as a light flashed, the fat man was stunned by the scene in front of him:

Towering green hills, babbling streams, thatched huts, and even a stunning waterfall in the distance are just as beautiful as any landscape painting.

Even if he just glanced at it in a hurry, the fat man knew that he had already liked it, and the quiet and elegant atmosphere that exuded everywhere and the light air strongly infected him. Even when you look at the smoke from afar, you can smell the mouth-watering aroma of food.

Wait! The fat man suddenly came back to his senses, raised his nose and sniffed vigorously.

"Boss, do you smell it?"

The fat man's words made Cheng Ya a little inexplicable, "What did you say?"

"The aroma of malt!"

"Malt?" Cheng Ya sniffed carefully with her nose, but still didn't smell anything, "What kind of malt aroma? Why didn't I smell anything?"

And when Cheng Ya turned around again, she found that the fat man was no longer there, and she actually ran to the thatched hut that was smoking in the distance while sniffing her nose. That speed made Cheng Ya wonder if there was something wrong with her eyes, this was the first time she had found that this fat man could run so fast!

When I came to the thatched hut in search of the aroma, I saw an oven that was obviously made with a special process working hard in the open space in front of the house, and the rich aroma was constantly wafting from it.

"What are you going to do, little fat man?" Just as the fat man was eager to turn on the oven, an old voice full of displeasure suddenly sounded behind him.

However, the fat man said without looking back, "I can't see this, of course it's the oven! If it's any later, the smoked sausage inside will be ruined!" As he spoke, his movements did not delay at all, and he had already turned the two locks on the oven as he spoke.

The old man behind him was really anxious, rushed over and locked the last furnace to protect it, almost jumping to his feet and yelling: "You little bastard! I told you to stop, did you hear me? I don't know better than you when the furnace will be opened? Do you know ......?"

The old man stopped abruptly halfway through his words, and then asked with hindsight, "Wait, how do you know that this oven is a smoked sausage?"

The fat man sniffed his nose when he heard it, "It's not simple, just smell it!"

You must know that this oven was built by the old blacksmith for nearly a month with a special process, and the biggest feature is its tightness. Not to mention the fat man in front of him, even he can only faintly smell a trace of taste. How the hell did he do it?

And just when he was puzzled, Cheng Ya, who was late, said a sentence that made the man's jaw almost dislocate, "Okay, you dead fat man, I really can't see that you can still run! Isn't it just the aroma of broken malt! Look at your unproductive appearance!"

At this time, the old man couldn't calm down at all, and pointed to the fat man's voice trembling and said, "Little ...... Xiaoya, you mean this...... This guy is following the scent all the way...... Came all the way?"

"yes! As soon as we entered the valley, this guy ran all the way like crazy. I can't imagine that it is your handwriting, Uncle Jin, it seems that we have a good mouth today. ”

However, the old man who was called Uncle Jin by Cheng Ya didn't seem to hear her words, but stared at the fat man who refused to let go of the last furnace lock for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Boy, just because you can smell the smoked sausage inside, I will make an exception and open the furnace in advance according to what you said, but the old man, I have ugly words to say in front, if I really spoil this stove of smoked sausages, hehe......"

Saying that, the old man's eyes rolled, "You have to worship under my door and be a cook for the rest of your life!"

"Uncle Kim......"

Cheng Ya was about to interject when she heard this, but the old man raised his hand to stop her. But the fat man didn't want to urge: "It's okay, as long as you can open the furnace quickly!

Seeing the fat man's anxious appearance, the old man finally snorted coldly, and reluctantly let go of his hand, watching the fat man turn the last furnace lock.

It is no exaggeration to say that the moment the oven was turned on, the rich malt aroma and the smoky aroma of meat spread almost all over the valley, and even the air was filled with sweet aromas.

"This ...... I'm obviously ......"

Just when the old man whispered to himself in disbelief, the fat man had already copied a smoked sausage from the oven and ate it beautifully, and it was not until the fifth belly that the fat man wiped the oil on his mouth and said to him: "You are talking about adding wort to the smoked sausage, and it should be smoked for a longer time to make it fully blended, right?"

The old man nodded hurriedly, as if he was waiting for the teacher to explain the doubts. Cheng Ya was a little dumbfounded, when had the old golden head who had always been above the top ever been so modest? I had been in Qianji Pavilion for so many years, let alone see it, I had never even heard of it.

"It's simple, if I'm not mistaken, you're going to use this oven for the first time, right?"

"You mean, it has something to do with this stove?"

The fat man did not reply, but ignored the still blazing fire, and after a period of fumbling without any tools, he directly dismantled the whole oven completely, and then brought two of the extremely delicate devices to the old man.

"What is this?"

"I don't know what it is, but it's because they've shortened the time it takes to smoke the sausages. ”

Hearing this, the old man finally straightened out his thoughts, and immediately shouted in a rage: "Okay, you old blacksmith! This is a joke that wants to see the old man! Okay! Very good! You wait for me!"

Before the words fell, an urn-like voice sounded without showing weakness: "Who are you letting wait? You are so old, why are you still shouting ghosts like an afterlife? I feel ashamed for you if you are not ashamed!"

"Yes, sure enough, you black charcoal devil! You hide like a turtle, do you want to see the old man's jokes? I said, how can you old thing agree so happily this time! I have already thought about calculating you!" the old man said with a blue face, glaring at the strong man who appeared out of nowhere, and gritting his teeth.

"Who made you always look like everyone owes you on weekdays? Isn't it just that you can cook a few dishes, and you drag it like 2580000 all day long, and you almost have your nostrils facing the sky when you walk, and if you don't give you a hard beat, you still can't go to heaven? Or do you lose your old face in front of your juniors, and you can't hold your face?"

The strong man's words made the old man's face red and white for a while, and he finally squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Count you ruthless! I admit the old man this time, but don't be too happy, the days will be long! Let's see!"

"Oh, I'm really scared! I'll see, I'll see, who's afraid of whom? But I just heard someone make a bet with this little brother that if he wins, he will force someone to be a cook for the rest of his life. What do you want to say now? Could it be that you want to play tricks?"

"Hmph, old man, I have always been above board, how could I be like you, and I will only secretly use some unsightly crooked brains? Since I am willing to gamble, I will naturally admit defeat!" Saying that, the old man flicked his sleeves, and a beautifully made ring Cheng Ya's surprised eyes fell lightly and skillfully into the fat man's hand......