The old father didn't speak, but from his pale face and trembling hands, Chang Zhaowen knew that he was by no means at peace now. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

An old man and a young man were in such a stalemate for three minutes, or the old father broke the deadlock first, he coughed a few times, a pair of hands full of wrinkles groped around on his body, almost all the pockets on his body, and finally found a roll of paper cigarettes and a box of matches, his two hands trembled so much, he wiped several matches one after another, but failed to light the paper cigarette.

"I'll do it. Chang Zhaowen took the initiative to reach out and take the match from the old father's hand, and with a bang, the firelight reflected half of his face, and bent down to light a cigarette for the other party.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" I don't know if the cigarette was smoked too hard all of a sudden, and the old father suddenly coughed violently. Chang Zhaowen stepped forward thoughtfully and gently patted him on the back.

"Not our world...... Really...... My father also said back then that it led to the land of evil ghosts, but no matter how dangerous it was, it was still the fate of our old Zhang family......"

Old Daddy's eyes began to be misty, as if he remembered something a long time ago, but he quickly came back to his senses, and two iron tong-like hands tightly grabbed Chang Zhaowen's shoulders and began to shake him vigorously, "How do you know this? Do you know where those fish came from? Is it really that evil spirits are rampant there?"

Old Daddy's words sounded a little clueless, but Chang Zhaowen could understand what he meant, because whether it was salted fish or the sea rice noodles, they all had a kind of deliciousness that did not belong to this world, and he really knew where this taste came from.

"I haven't been there, but there should be no demons there, only ...... Beautiful elf ......" Chang Zhaowen hesitated for a moment, but still said his guess, because not only the sea rice noodles or salted dried fish, but also had a unique taste, exactly the same as the seafood given to him by the blue wave elves he met in the Dark Sky Bazaar.

"Beautiful elf ......" The old father's expression froze, the wrinkles on his face shook, it was obvious that the other party did not believe his words, "Young man, did you hear some strange rumors from the village, and came to tease the old man?"

The more the old father thought about it, the more he felt that Chang Zhaowen was suspicious, he had lived alone away from the village people for decades, except for the old thing of the village chief, he didn't have much contact with the people in the village, most of the families in the village used to live scattered, and no one paid special attention to him.

But since Henggao Group bought the island, the villagers have received compensation money, and every family has happily moved into the well-equipped residential area built by Henggao Group for the aborigines. Only he offered not to compensate and did not need a house in the residential area, as long as he was allowed to remain in this small cabin. He knew that for this matter, the people in the village talked about him a lot behind his back, in addition to saying that he had a strange personality, there were all kinds of outrageous and ridiculous speculations.

"No, I'm actually a chef too, I've been to the Cliff Restaurant before, and I've seen that salted fish you gave me, and I'm here to ask you a question - where did you get that fish?"

"Hmph, what salted fish? I don't have any salted fish here, I'm old, I've forgotten a lot of things, you can go back after drinking the soup! I don't have anything fun here!"

But Chang Zhaowen didn't seem to take his words to heart at all, and smiled slightly: "Old Daddy, you forgot again? How can there be no salted fish? Aren't all salted fish there!"

Just kidding, and saying that there is no salted fish, isn't it obvious nonsense? The smell peculiar to the rich pickled products was pouring out of the wooden house with the door open, and even if he stood a mile away with his eyes closed, he knew that there was a lot of salted fish here!

Before the words fell, Chang Zhaowen quickly passed by the old father with an arrow step, and rushed directly into the wooden house with the open door.

"Eh, stop!" Old Daddy didn't expect Chang Zhaowen to suddenly rush into his house without permission, so he hurriedly took off the crossbow behind him and strode towards the wooden house.

As soon as he stepped into the wooden house, a black thing was about to stick to his face, Chang Zhaowen quickly tilted his head to the left, and the black shadow just passed by his ear, and it turned out to be a salted fish that was bigger than the one in the cliff restaurant. As soon as he looked up, he was almost stunned by what was in front of him, what kind of wooden house was this, it was clearly a pickled product warehouse. There are all kinds of ropes of length and shortness, thickness and thinness, which droop down from the wooden roof, and almost none of the ropes are empty, and each rope is hung with more or less pickled dried goods, most of which are salted fish, and there are many sea intestines, dried scallops, and dried shrimp packed in nylon nets.

"Get out!" the old man chased into the wooden house with a crossbow, "You kid has a stinky skin bag with Sven, it turns out that you want to steal the old man's private collection!"

Chang Zhaowen just let out a soft "huh", and grabbed a nylon bag hanging in the air with his hand, which was a package of sun-dried sea intestines, "Old Daddy, why do you want to mix two different sea intestines together?"

"What?!"

Chang Zhaowen simply untied the rope tied to the nylon bag, quickly opened the nylon bag and put it on the ground, and rummaged through the stuffed sea intestines with both hands. And the old daddy behaved very abnormally, he just looked at Chang Zhaowen blankly, and didn't stop.

"It's all here, and there were only three of them...... Take it!" Chang Zhaowen took out three of the large pile of dried sea intestines and handed them to the old father.

The old father lowered the crossbow in his hand, took the three thin sea intestines handed over by Chang Zhaowen with one free hand, directly twisted one of them with his index finger and thumb, opened his mouth and took a bite directly......

It was quiet in the cabin, and only the sound of the old father's chewing could be heard, and he chewed for a long time, and his face became more and more pale.

"Impossible! It must be just a coincidence!" the old father shook his head, grabbed the second sea intestine, and took another bite.

"This ......" the third root!

After tasting the three sea intestines one by one, the old father still looked incredulous: "How did you tell which ones are spirit fish?"

The term spirit fish is quite new to Chang Zhaowen, but it is also very understandable, although there are so many seafood hanging here, but there are not many seafood with the same smell as the blue wave elves.

"Do you still need to distinguish between the smell and the appearance are completely different!" Chang Zhaowen looked around, slightly disappointed, although there are many salted fish, but only two are fish in the blue sea, that is, the spirit fish that old Daddy said.

"Is the smell different from the appearance?Why do I think it's all the same?" The old father held a salted fish in his left and right hands, the left hand was a spirit fish picked out by Chang Zhaowen, and the right hand was an ordinary salted fish.

Originally, they thought that the heirs of their old Zhang family were already talented, and they could find the spirit fish just by tasting the semi-finished products with their tongues, and ordinary people couldn't taste the taste of the spirit fish at all. Only by salting, drying, and storing the spirit fish for more than ten years, and then cooking it with appropriate techniques, can ordinary people taste the deliciousness of the spirit fish.

Could it be that this young man is really not an ordinary person, perhaps, he can still see some doorways that he doesn't know.

Or......

The old father stomped his feet and seemed to have made up his mind: "Okay, you come with me!"