When I opened my eyes again, I was surrounded by ponceaus.

The strange smell lingered all around me, under the pink flower bones, the middle part of the stamen, which was fully ripe.

As I looked at them, they were watching and smiling sinfully.

I tried to get up, but I found that my hands and feet were tied behind my back.

I wanted to open my mouth to call for help, but as soon as I made a sound, I found that I had a towel stuffed in my mouth, and no matter how hard I tried, I could only make a "woo" sound.

Just then, the curtain opened.

Wang Daqiang walked in, carrying a bag in his hand.

In the transparent bag, there was a plastic basin, and after opening it, a strong spicy fragrance suddenly emerged from it.

Wang Daqiang sat on the ground, put the pot on the ground, sat opposite me and ate cross-legged.

It was a pot of poached meat slices in a pack.

The slices of meat are soaked in red oil and topped with garlic drenches that have been poured with oil.

The green-white garlic sprouts and celery make a crisp sound when chewed in the mouth. If I hadn't eaten for so long, I would have been hungry by the time I smelled it.

But at this time, I didn't feel it at all.

There is only fear in my heart, I want to get out of here, and then go to the police, so that the police can catch Wang Daqiang.

My dad shouldn't have known that Wang Daqiang was doing this, otherwise according to his character, he would definitely call the police. Although he is not rich, he has a backbone.

Jealousy is like hatred.

I remember that he once said that even if he died poor, he could not be a traitor.

Wang Daqiang ate with a mouth full of oil, and the whole house was fragrant with oil. I just watched Wang Daqiang finish the last bite of meat, and after putting down the chopsticks, he burped:

"Tang Xiaofan, you think I'm committing a crime, in fact, what I'm doing is benefiting the people!"

Hearing this, my eyes widened.

If it weren't for the gagged mouth, I would have laughed out loud.

For the benefit of the people, this Wang Daqiang is not a brain problem.

If the hookups he did were for the benefit of the people, then wouldn't I be doing the great cause of "merit in the present and benefit in the future" when I opened a restaurant in Tang Xiaofan?

Wang Daqiang wiped his grease mouth with his hand, and he stared at those flower bones: "Tang Xiaofan, do you know what is round under this stamen?" ”

Of course I know, isn't this thing just poppy (harmony) millet.

As mentioned on TV, after the petals of the plough flower fall, the remaining stamen is the root of all evil. All the extracts, all on top of that round thing.

"I'm sure you've watched the news too, that nest or something, it's been served a long time ago. Even if I pull it out now, I can't find anyone to buy it, so I'm now self-producing and self-selling. ”

What does it mean to produce and sell your own products?

I've heard that the process of refining that thing is very complicated and requires professional skills, which is definitely not something that someone like Wang Daqiang can do.

The pot of red and bright leftover soup oil was still placed on the ground, with an attractive fragrance.

Wang Daqiang stirred it with chopsticks, and then smacked the chopsticks house in his mouth: "After this Lichun stamen is dried, it becomes a walnut-sized shell, called millet husk." ”

Husks, I've heard of them.

The shape of this thing is like a grass fruit, with seeds in it, and it rustles when it is shaken.

There were some at home before, but my grandmother didn't know where to get them. I remember one time, I had a stomach ache for a week, it was a rapid enteritis, my grandmother took me to see a Chinese medicine doctor, and the medicine had no effect.

My dad said he was going to the hospital for an operation, and my grandmother shook her head.

Then she went out.

I was lying in bed with a lot of stomach aches, my dad touched my forehead and felt like I had a fever, he felt like he was going to take me to the hospital and was about to carry me out when my grandma came back.

Grandma's hands have a few more round things.

She didn't say a word, but asked my dad to put me down first, and then went into the kitchen, found a stone and put the two things in it, and smashed them one by one.

Then she started boiling the water, and when the water boiled, she cooked me a big bowl of noodles and made a poached egg on top.

When she brought the bowl of noodles to me, my dad was stunned.

"Mom, Xiaofan is sick, what are you doing cooking a bowl of noodles for her at this time, can she eat it?"

My dad's voice was a bit loud, and he wasn't very polite to my grandmother.

Grandma wasn't angry.

She looked at my dad, smiled, and comforted him, saying, "I haven't eaten since last night, so I have to get some food to feed her stomach first, otherwise she will be hungry." ”

My dad had no idea what my grandmother wanted to do.

My grandmother took me from his hand and started feeding me noodles.

It was an ordinary bowl of egg noodles, and the shiitake mushroom meat was stir-fried, and it tasted quite fragrant, and a little green onion was sprinkled on it, which smelled very fragrant.

I was leaning on my grandmother, and I had no strength at all.

Grandma called me softly: "Rice, eat some noodles, grandma just cooked it for you, it tastes very good, if you have a stomachache, eat some of this, just eat it." ”

I was in a daze, and I had to follow what the adults told me to do.

But I'm hungry too.

After taking a bite of the noodles, it tasted good, and after taking another bite, I felt that my stomach didn't hurt so much.

After a while, I ate all the bowls of noodles, and I don't know what was going on, but after sitting on the stool for a while, my stomach didn't hurt anymore.

Grandma was on the side, looking at me with a smile: "Tang Xiaofan, how are you feeling now?" ”

I nodded, then shook my head, "I'm feeling fine now, not feeling sick at all." As I spoke, I touched my stomach, and the whole person was comfortable from the inside to the outside of my body.

It's a very good feeling.

My dad came over and touched my head and found that I had a fever.

After yawning, my grandmother led me to rest.

My dad stared at my grandmother's back for a while and then went to the kitchen.

After rummaging in the kitchen for a while, he found the stone scoop that his grandmother had just used. There was still a little residue in the stone, and he gently stretched out his finger to dip it a little, then tasted it, and then frowned.

Grandma is putting me to sleep.

When my dad came over, his face was black as if he was about to come out of the water.

He looked at me, then stared at his grandmother and said, "Mom, Tang Xiaofan is your own granddaughter, how can you give this to her?!" ”

Grandma looked down at the scraps that my dad had found from the stone.

She looked up at my dad and said calmly, "I still think it's okay to eat this for dinner." ”