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Chapter 642: Heroes Are Useless

At the gate of the sanatorium, the fat man saw Tom looking around from afar, and then waved his hand vigorously in this direction. Beside him were five or six foreigners, who were tall, short, fat and thin. Among them, there were also a few Chinese, a total of three or four jeeps, a bit of a dusty posture.

"Why are foreigners coming to join in the fun? Fat man, you can do it, the whole sanatorium, even foreigners have been recruited!" Old man Wu thought he was coming to the sanatorium.

The fat man scratched his head: "I don't have that much face, they probably came to the monsters in Tianchi, and it was the right time." ”

"Welcome, Brother Tom, Hello!" the fat man beckoned, warmly. It is estimated that these people are not ordinary people, most of them are full, but the fat man pointed to them to help make a name for himself.

Tom and the fat man first had a warm hug, good guy, don't be stupid and hug it is affordable, I guess I am really happy in my heart: "Mr. Huang, please forgive us for our presumptuousness, there is no way, the climate on the mountain is cold, and these experts are worried that after the ice, they will not be able to observe the water monster." Let me introduce you to Mr. Smith, an expert on water monsters. ”

Fat people are a little cold to the word "expert", and "brick family" is the majority. But he still smiled and shook hands with the bearded Smith.

"And these guys, all of whom are experts in paleontology and fish. After Tom introduced this group of experts, the fat man also understood that there was a real mix of fish and dragons, there were serious scientists, but there were also those who specialized in making strange things, and there was even one who specialized in UFOD, and it was said that he personally photographed flying saucers.

A few Chinese are assistants sent by the government, which can be regarded as a scientific expedition team, but it is obvious that the purpose of surveillance is greater than the purpose of investigation.

"Mr. Huang, when are you going to take us up the mountain?" Smith was still in a hurry.

The fat man scratched the back of his head: "Hehe, let's wait until these two days are over, our sanatorium will open the day after tomorrow, and I can't do without it." ”

Smith frowned, "Let's find another guide to go up the mountain." ”

“no，no——no。 Tom waved his hand again and again, he had seen the fierce beasts on the mountain, the packs of wild wolves, the real wild Siberian tigers, if there was no fat man to lead the team, it was not certain whether he could come out alive, his life was gone, what else to investigate.

Smith obviously didn't know the depths, and he was still holding on there, Tom took out a few photos and shook them in front of his eyes, and this guy saw the tiger and wolf above, and he stopped.

After passing the inspection of the guards at the door, the group entered the sanatorium, and the fat man took them to the bungalow, and the waiter poured tea, Mao Mao brought them a lot of fruits, and immediately someone began to take pictures.

Mao Mao has also seen a big formation, and he is not scared of the flash at all, stretching out his hairy little paws, giving everyone pears one by one, and finally, he left the largest one and handed it to the little boss on his back.

A zoologist immediately became interested in this behavior of the monkeys, and pulled the fat man to get to the bottom of it. The fat man was annoyed by him, and pushed it directly to Qiqi: "Hehe, these monkeys are all trained by the little girl." "Then I went straight to the kitchen to arrange the meal.

At noon, it is mainly to eat fish, and everyone is looking forward to eating it by themselves. At the beginning of the meal, there were four tables in the restaurant, and the fruit platter was served first, followed by a large plate of pickles, which contained palm-sized lettuce leaves, red radish, watery Chinese cabbage, fragrant coriander, and small cabbage inches long. There is also a pile of dried tofu on the top, red, red, green, green, yellow and yellow, which is very bright.

Of course, the pickles are inseparable from the sauce, and the small fish caught by the old man Wu in the cage are all fried into fish sauce, stewed crispy, and the fish bones are soft.

"Haha, taste the fruits of my labor first. Old man Wu picked up half a piece of dried tofu, dug up a chopsticks and smeared fish sauce on it, then tore some green vegetables, rolled them into a round bucket, took a big bite, and chewed it loudly: "Happy!"

A few foreigners at the adjacent table took a look and did the same, rolling dried tofu with their hands, and eating them all with a thumbs up. For them, this is really the first time to eat.

When I was young, the catfish stewed eggplant, as well as the raw mixed fish shredded by the car boss, the braised large carp, and the fish intestines provided by the fat man, etc., were served the same, and there was a big fish head soup at the end.

The fish expert who came with Tom was stunned: "It's so rich, how many species of fish do you have here?"

The fat man scratched his head and gave the question to the car boss, who was a veritable expert. The car boss snapped his fingers, starting from the three flowers, five and eighteen sons, and the fish expert only nodded in the vernacular.

Sanhua is the collective name of three kinds of fish, Aohua, bream, crucian carp, the flesh of Aohua is delicate, the thorns are less and delicious, it is one of the four famous freshwater fish in our country; the flesh of bream is fatty and tender, the fat content is abundant; the crucian carp is fresh, and it is commonly used to cook soup or steamed to eat.

The five Luo are the five kinds of fish of Zheluo, Faro, Yaluo, Tongluo, and Huluo; as for the eighteen seeds, there are many of them, and there are many large and small ones, and there are rich varieties, such as Sichuan Dingzi, Liugenzi, Gayazi, etc., all of which are listed here.

Nanwazi is rich in fish, there are no less than dozens of kinds of names, the car boss is like a number of treasures, the characteristics of each fish and even the way to eat are the first to speak, which is eye-opening.

At the end of a meal, the fish on the plate were gone, and everyone's belly rose, and their knowledge also rose.

Drinking the steaming medicinal tea, Smith didn't leave without a smile, and asked Tom vigorously, "What's for dinner?"

Qiqi lay on the fat man's ear: "Fat uncle, it turns out that foreigners are just like you, and they are all eating stubble-"

In the afternoon, the autumn sun was shining warmly, a bit of an autumn tiger, and the fat man was also energetic: "Let's go, let's soak in the hot springs first, and check it by the way." ”

So a large group of people came out of the sanatorium, and not far in front of them were the hot spring pools, bubbling in the water, and you could smell the smell of sulfur in the distance, and when they got closer, a foreign scientist sniffed vigorously, walked around the pools, and exclaimed, "Wonderful, there are at least five hot springs of different water quality." It's rare in the world to be able to gather together!"

Hearing him do this, everyone went into the house and began to undress. The sanatorium was really well prepared, and the swimsuits were ready. Others are easy to say, but the fat man can't find the right one, even if the elasticity and number are the largest, they can't mention the root of the thigh.

The fat man didn't care, and shouted directly in his big pants: "Everyone pay attention, there are sulfur pools, carbonic acid pools, nitric acid pools, and mixed ones, according to their own physique and hobbies." Don't soak too long in each pool, beware of dizziness!"

Everyone agreed, crackling and jumping into the water, the temperature inside was higher than outside, and they sweated after a few flutters.

"Uncle Wu, I've been fat in the past two years. The fat man was in a pool with the old man Wu and the fat old man, and saw that the skinny old man Wu had also grown meat, so he fished out two handfuls of gray mud from the bottom of the pond and smeared them on the chest of the old man Wu.

"Stinky boy, it's getting bigger and smaller!" Old Man Wu was just about to stare at the fat man and said: "This is called mud therapy, these pond mud have been precipitated for thousands of years, and there is no other place to find it, so you can be cheap."

"That's right. Old man Wu nodded, and simply picked up the pond mud from his waist and wiped it on his body. After wiping his upper body, he walked to the shallows, wiping as he went, and finally turned into a clay figure, lying on the shore and basking in the sun.

Smith and a few foreigners did the same, all armed into clay figures, lying on the shore for a while, and one by one they showed their eyes, noses and mouths.

"Uncle Fat, Grandpa Wang, they're here—" Qiqi's voice floated over, and she and Ye Zi held hands and ran over.

"What about people?" the two little girls looked at it for a long time, but they didn't find a figure. Very suddenly, a clay figure was erected on the edge of the pond not far away, jumping and running.

The two girls jumped down, and then they saw something wrong with their body shape: "Hehe, fat uncle, it's useless for you to put on makeup, who can be as fat as you." ”

The fat man laughed a few times, then ran back into the pool, stabbed a few fierce men, cleaned the mud from the pond on his body, and then went back to the house and rushed to get dressed. There is only one person named Grandpa Wang by Qiqi, that is, her father with big braids, the fat man's father-in-law.

I heard that it was Secretary Wang, and the old man Wu also changed his clothes, and the fat old man was old and couldn't soak for too long, so they all followed Qiqi and came back.

Secretary Wang and the most important leaders in the county came, and the fat man went up and called "Dad" enthusiastically, and then he was pushed aside by Old Man Wu and pulled Secretary Wang into the house to drink tea.

The county magistrate who followed had no choice but to come forward and ask what else he wanted to contribute, but everything was ready, and the fat man had already arranged it.

The fat man had nothing to do, so he could only go to the kitchen to eat, and several chefs basically became decorations, and they all gave Chef Li Er a hand. No way, although their craftsmanship is exquisite, but for these dishes full of local flavor, they really can't come. It seems that only when it officially opens the day after tomorrow can it show its hand.

However, considering that there were several foreign guests, Zhang Liang asked the chefs to make a few Western meals. These chefs avoid a status of complete miscellaneous.

There was another table for dinner, and Tom and Smith sat at the table early, waiting for the food to be served. Soon, a plate of golden sauce stew was served. Other ways to eat this kind of fish are wasteful, that is, a large amount of oil, a large sauce fryer, and the size of the gayazi can be kept intact and the best way to maintain the original flavor.

Among the eighteen sons of Sanhua, Wuluo, Gayazi has the most beautiful taste. Chopsticks, knives and forks are raised, and none of them are polite. I don't know what's going on, in the sanatorium, no one feels constrained.

At the end of the meal, the dishes on the table were almost gone, and only those few Western dishes were not touched. It is estimated that when the plate is brought to the back kitchen, those chefs will definitely be sad. There's no way, heroes are useless.