I saw that it was a small snake that was not much wider than the tip of a finger, the color was vegetable blue, and the skin was surrounded by patterns, and it looked like an ordinary cauliflower snake.

This thing doesn't bite and it's not poisonous.

At the moment, it was on the faucet, and its mouth was spitting out a pink tongue.

The woman cowered behind me, trembling with fear.

She almost threw herself on me, and the fragrance was very familiar, exactly the same as the smell I smelled when I first entered Dong Ling's bedroom.

No wonder the little snake wanted to find her, and when I was washing my hands here just now, it didn't come to me, but found her.

I patted the woman's hand to tell her not to be afraid, and then took the little snake in her hand in a few steps.

The little snake was coiled around my wrist all at once, and it felt very comfortable to slippery.

I turned back to the woman, and she slipped away with a pale face. Looking at her back, I thought that this woman was really ridiculous, she dared to come here to eat snake meat, and she was afraid of what this little thing would do.

I fiddled with the little snake in my hand, and it was moving around in my hand quite obediently.

I took it and walked to the kitchen, and along the way, the diners turned their heads to look at me, surprised, curious, and I strode forward with my head held high and under the gaze of everyone.

Ever since I was a child, I wasn't afraid of these kinds of things, but I thought they were cute.

After going straight into the kitchen, a staff member stepped forward to let me out, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw that I had a small green snake in my hand.

I touched the little snake's head:

"This is what I just found in the bathroom, and you guys are so careless, how can you let it slip out and scare the guests."

As I spoke, I looked around.

The kitchen was huge, and a dozen or so cooks were stir-frying in front of the stove, and next to them, all kinds of snake meat that had been killed.

The master closest to me was opening a clay pot and putting a slightly moving "meat rope" into the crockpot where the soup was tumbling.

Immediately after that, the jar was lid.

This feeling is both beautiful and cruel.

After handing the little green snake to the staff, he stuffed it into a plastic bag and walked to the back kitchen, I quickly pulled it over, and said, "I'll go see it too." ”

He didn't let me out at once, but asked me, "Many people are afraid of snakes, why are you so bold as to catch them?" ”

I said, "I don't even know what the fear is, but it's quite comfortable to hold on to my hand." ”

"Then you are a heroine among women."

"Don't dare to be."

We laughed and went to the back kitchen.

The back kitchen is the place where the ingredients are prepared, a master chef, looking at his body and appearance, is really similar to my father.

Next to him was a large glass fish tank, full of snakes, large and small.

I saw the snake killer master catch a green snake with the thickness of a rolling pin from it. He grasped the snake very accurately, and the snake was coiled around the master's wrist at once.

The master used the glass lid to re-close the fish tank, raised the scissors next to him, and cut off the snake head in his hand at once.

The head of the snake fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

The snake was hung on an iron nail on the wooden pole next to it, and its body was still swaying from side to side, and the snake head that fell to the ground was still moving wildly, opening its mouth to bite the other snake heads that were bloody around it.

This scene is both bloody and terrifying.

Looking at the master again, he looked like my father back then, holding a knife, "sliding" to cut the snake's belly, and then ripped off the whole snakeskin.

As soon as he pulled it, all the internal organs in the snake's stomach were pulled out.

I saw that there was a little black dot in my mess, and that was the snake gall, the main purpose of my visit.

The mass of internal organs in the snake's belly fell to the ground, and the snake's head was still moving, and it bit down on what had come out of its stomach, and gradually stopped moving.

The snake killer on this side picked up the scissors just now and quickly cut the skinned snake meat into small pieces of one inch long.

After that, he handed it to a young man next to him.

The young man, who was supposed to be the assistant of the master, put the snake meat under the tap a few times and re-sent it to the kitchen to cook for the masters.

Fresh snake meat, just killed.

Such ingredients are cooked immediately when they are at their freshest.

Whatever method is used, it can bring out the most delicious taste of snake meat.

The delicious taste cannot be replaced by any frozen ingredients, and this must be one of the magic weapons of this grapefruit orchard farmhouse. Diners are not fools, and you can tell if something is good or not.

In the same way, if you do anything, as long as you do it with your heart, it will definitely pay off.

The staff who brought me in handed the little snake I caught to the snake killer:

"This snake ran out just now, and actually slipped into the bathroom, and was picked up by this guest, and the people were not frightened."

The snake killer took the little snake and looked at it: "You are so pitiful, you finally flowed out, but you were still caught, no wonder anyone, you are unlucky." ”

So saying, he hung the little snake alive on the nail at once.

The knife was pulled down at once, and the internal organs were pulled without peeling, and they were directly cut into several sections.

handed the little snake to the assistant next to him, and the master said: "This little snake, fry it, put some salt and pepper powder and fry it, the meat is delicate, and even the skin is crispy when you eat it." ”

The assistant nodded, rinsed it a few times, and sent it to the chef.

As he walked past me, I looked at the mutilated body of the little snake in the basin and suddenly felt sorry for it.

Just now, it was still playing in the palm of my hand, and I still remember the slippery feeling.

It was only a few minutes before the little green snake was cleaned up like this.

It's true that I didn't kill Beren, but Beren died because of me.

I silently mourned for half a second, then looked at the snake's entrails, and was about to say something when I heard a voice coming from behind me.

"This guest, here is the kitchen, you are inconvenient here, trouble ......"

When I turned around, I saw that it was the owner of the store, Li Jiale, who spoke.

Seeing that it was me, Li Jiale recognized it: "You are Liang Yuan's friend, right?" ”

I smiled and said yes, and then the staff next to me stepped forward and told him about a small snake that had just run out, which I had caught and sent back in person.

When Li Jiale heard this, he quickly apologized to me.

I waved my hand and said it's okay, I'm not afraid, but let him pay attention, I'm not afraid of this thing, it doesn't mean that others won't be scared.

Li Jiale nodded and hurriedly said okay.

I stared at the snakes on the ground with their entrails removed, and was about to say something to him.

He suddenly asked me, "Your father, is your name Tang Sihai?" ”