Chapter 4: Chicken soup is fragrant

Because of the chicken offal, I personally took a minibus to Lao Yu's house in the suburbs.

In his house, I saw a strange stone statue, with a chicken-headed human body, and wearing a suit and leather shoes, and the pair of glasses on the eyes, which looked strange and strange.

But when I came in just now, I saw it on a crutch.

In the blink of an eye, it stood up straight, but the crutch in its hand was gone.

Standing face to face with the stone statue, I felt its chicken eyes staring at me, and I felt a chill in my heart.

I seriously suspected that it was a movable crutch, so I walked around the stone statue several times, but I was stunned not to find it.

Standing in front of the stone statue, I was a little confused.

Could it be that I was dazzled just now?

Back in the hall, I gasped for breath and sat for a while, and there was still no one in the room.

I'm a little weird.

The last time I came to Lao Yu's house to eat "Tuozi Meat", I learned that in addition to Lao Yu's family of three, there were also several workers living in this three-story small building.

In addition to this, he also hired an aunt who cooked.

But at the moment, I've been in it for so long, and I haven't seen anyone else except Lao Yu.

Could it be that they are all looking at Lao Yu's son on the third floor.

Also, Lao Yu just said that his son was evil, what kind of evil is it?

Glancing at the time, it had been more than half an hour since the blind man had entered, and I wondered if I should go upstairs to see what was going on.

I know very well that the blind man of the king can exorcise evil spirits, which is pure nonsense.

In fact, most of the so-called evil spirits among the people are caused by some strange diseases.

The information in the countryside is relatively closed, and Lao Yu was born as a killer, and when he saw that his son had a strange disease, it was naturally easy to have the association of "evil spirit".

During this period, someone should have recommended him to the "Wang Daxian people" outside Fulong Temple.

Lao Yu is unladylike, and it is doomed to be deceived.

His economic situation, being able to buy such furniture, can already be listed as a local tyrant. In fact, it doesn't matter if the money or anything is cheated, I'm just worried that he will delay his son's illness now.

Watching the time pass little by little, I considered whether to go up and explain this to Lao Yu.

After all, his past friendship with our family is okay.

What's more, if his son's illness is really wrong, if it gets worse again, then the operation of the chicken farm will be greatly affected.

When the time comes, I don't know how long I'll have to wait to get my fresh offal.

I'm on a tight schedule, so I can't afford to delay.

Looking at the staircase leading upstairs, I considered whether I should go up and tell Lao Yu about it.

At that moment, I suddenly saw a man coming down the staircase.

The guy who came down, I know.

He is a worker at Lao Yu's chicken farm, Liu Kui.

Liu Kui has been following Lao Yu since he was killing chickens in the farmers' market.

At that time, he had just turned sixteen years old, and more than ten years had passed, and Liu Kui had become a middle-aged man with a thick figure and a slightly fat body.

The reason why I know him is because every morning at ten o'clock, he would deliver fresh chicken offal to our house on time.

Chicken from chicken farms is slaughtered and sent to fast food restaurants.

One of Liu Kui's jobs is to be responsible for transporting these ingredients.

I passed by our chicken offal noodle shop and brought the chicken offal, which my dad and I cleaned up and fried in the afternoon for use in the evening.

Every time Liu Kui came, I went to pick up those chicken offal, and we were familiar with each other.

I haven't seen him for the past few days, and I found that Liu Kui's expression was obviously a little haggard.

We said hello, and Liu Kui asked me if I drank water.

I shook my head and said I wasn't thirsty, and he didn't try to persuade me any more, just said let me sit by myself for a while, and he had to go to the chicken coop to have a look.

As soon as I saw that Liu Kui was going to let me stay alone in this hall again, I hurriedly followed: "It's weird and cold in this hall, why don't I go to the chicken coop with you to have a look?" ”

Listening to my words, Liu Kui hesitated.

Seeing his fleeting expression, I felt as if he didn't want to tell me something.

After a pause, Liu Kui waved at me:

"No need, Xiaofan, the chicken coop...... It's a little stinky, and you're just staying here. I'll be back later, if it's cold in the house, there's a pot of hot hen soup on the table, and you won't be cold if you drink a little. ”

With that, he walked to the back of the hall.

At the back of the three-story building of Lao Yu's chicken farm, Liu Kui glanced at me again when he left: "Tang Xiaofan, in fact, in addition to us, you can also ask other chicken farms, you should still be able to get fresh chicken offal, although the price will be relatively expensive, but it will not affect your opening." ”

These words are really a bit abrupt.

I was about to ask anything more, but he was already gone.

Standing in the middle of the room, I sneezed.

On the table of mahogany sour branches, there is indeed a large black old casserole.

This kind of thing is now only available in rural areas.

The black appearance and workmanship look very rough, but the soup stewed is exceptionally delicious.

As soon as I lifted the lid, I could smell the long-lost scent.

Needless to say, this is definitely an old hen that lays eggs.

Green onions and ginger are simmered for a long time with ginkgo seeds, and covered with a thick layer of butter, which retains the flavor of the chicken to the greatest extent.

It's been a long time since I've had such a good chicken soup.

Nowadays, this pure and original delicacy can only be tasted in the countryside.

Swallowing my saliva, I picked up the chopsticks next to me and gently scraped the layer of butter on top.

This layer of butter looks greasy, but it is the essence of the chicken broth.

At the same time, it also locked the temperature of the chicken soup to the maximum, and I blew it lightly for several bites, and I was afraid of burning my mouth, so I didn't dare to take my mouth.

Holding the bowl in both hands, I still felt very cold.

At this moment, I heard a whining sound. The sound was very familiar, so when I looked up, I saw that the air outlet of the central air conditioner was blowing vigorously towards me.

The source of the cold was found all at once.

The heart I was hanging from finally let go.

There have been so many strange things happening in the past few days that my nerves have involuntarily become sensitive.

Walking around the hall, I found the switch for the central air conditioner on the wall.

At first glance, the temperature has indeed been adjusted to the lowest.

No wonder it was so cold just now.

However, the quality of this air conditioner is really good, and even the outside courtyard can feel the coolness.

Turning off the air conditioning, I glanced out of the courtyard again.

At this moment, I was completely stunned.

Because, the strange stone statue of the chicken-headed human body that stood in the courtyard just now.

At this time, it was gone......