It's not yet noon, but there are already people in the village who are ready to cook, and it's almost the 11th Golden Week, and many tour groups have begun to settle in the surrounding farmhouses or hotels one after another.

"Hey, have you heard, this morning, someone saw a ghost at the observation deck, I heard that there was a black shadow at that time, it flickered a few times and then disappeared, and the tour guide can't remember what he did now."

"Really? So mysterious? ”

"Of course it's true!"

Several tourists walked and chatted, and the fat man led by him spat at the mouth, vividly describing the situation at that time, as if he was there, and threw a burden out from time to time, and the frightened girls had goosebumps all over their bodies.

At this time, I saw the fat man grinning, and the thick salty pig hand was hooking the girl's shoulder unhurriedly, and said with a wicked smile: "Don't be afraid, there is a brother, if there is a ghost, my grandson's wishful golden hoop stick can also kill her down." ”

"Go! We think you're a scarier pervert. ”

Several girls looked at each other and smiled, slapped the fat man's salty pig hands, and teased each other.

At this moment, the fat man suddenly raised his nose, sucked a few mouthfuls hard in his thick nostrils, and couldn't help but smash his mouth, swallowed and smeared: "Fragrant, whose food is so fragrant." ”

"What? Why didn't we smell it? But the smell of the pigsty here is a bit bit. ”

A few girls learned from the fat man to lift their noses to smell, but they didn't smell any fragrance, but were smelled a foul smell of pig dung.

After hearing the words of a few girls, the fat man waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go and go, how can your nose be compared with my grandson." ”

After the fat man finished speaking, he simply ignored the girls, and walked forward alone smelling the fragrance.

As a veteran foodie, the biggest pleasure of a fat man is to find food, whether it is a food stall in the streets and alleys, or a luxury restaurant in a high-rise building.

As long as he is sniffed by his dog's nose, he can't help but follow the fragrance and walk over, and the same is true for fat people to become a food hunter with more than one million fans on Weibo.

Walking along the bumpy path, when he reached a courtyard, the fat man paused and sniffed the fragrance in the air.

But soon he couldn't help frowning, "Pork? Donkey meat? Wrong! Is it dog meat? Beef? Mutton? Isn't that right? ”

The smell in the air is so special that the fat man can tell that the dish should be marinated with special spices, then smeared with egg yolk liquid, coated with a layer of breadcrumbs, and fried.

To be able to fry such a flavor, it is necessary to re-fry it in warm oil at least three times to ensure that the fragrance is volatilized, but the subsequent flavor becomes peculiar.

The fat man stood outside the door and sniffed for a long time, first he couldn't tell what kind of meat this was, why the fragrance was so unique, and the second point was that the fragrance behind this dish became very mellow and heavy, which is not something that ordinary seasonings can make.

The more this happened, the fat man's heart suddenly became tormented, standing outside the door and carefully poking his head out to look inside, he hesitated for a while, but decided to go in and take a look.

"Hey, who's looking for?"

At this time, Baowu walked out of the bedroom, and when he saw the fat man, he was not only stunned, but asked.

"My passer-by here, it's almost time to eat, I'm hungry, I smell the smell of your food and come in, big brother, is it convenient for you to see?"

The fat man was very good at talking, and when he said this, he handed over a cigarette and 200 yuan.

Seeing this, the corners of Baowu's mouth raised, and he quietly put the money into his pocket, stepped forward and patted the fat man's arm and said, "It's convenient, it's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks." ”

Baowu pulled the fat man into the room to take a look, only to see that there were only Baowu and his wife in the room, and the table was full of dishes.

The fat man's eyes lit up, his eyes swept over the dishes, he couldn't help but drool, and he was not polite, he sat down, staring at the stack of golden ribs on the table, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

The golden pork ribs, after repeated frying, put vermicelli under the ribs, pour a special sauce, and steam on the steamer, not only the fragrance is tangy, the golden appearance, with the crystal clear vermicelli below, whether it is color or smell, it makes the fat man swallow saliva.

The only thing that makes the fat man wonder is that these ribs don't look like pork chops?

"You're welcome, let's eat."

Baowu warmly invited the fat man

The fat man nodded, and he was not polite, picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of pork ribs first, put it in his mouth and bit it gently, "Ka Ka" glutinous and soft taste, with crispy breadcrumbs inside, as you bite down with your teeth, the pork ribs below have a special soybean sauce fragrance, and the layered taste makes the fat man's eyes light up.

"Delicious!"

In fact, when people's wealth reaches a certain level, food is no longer a rare thing, and in this era, even ordinary citizens can have the opportunity to taste the so-called delicious food.

No matter how bad it is, all year round, it is indispensable to go to the restaurant more than a dozen times, and people are tired of eating those delicious foods before.

Being able to make the aroma of the dish independent and present an unforgettable taste is the only way to become the target of food hunters like fat people.

Undoubtedly, at the moment, this golden pork rib has been done, not only to do it, but also to make the fat man feel that this is the most delicious pork rib he has ever tasted.

Eat the whole ribs, only the remaining bones seem to have been specially treated, and the bones have special cracks on them, and if you suck hard, the fragrant bone marrow will be sucked out of the cracks in the bones.

"Big brother, your dish tastes so good, and, what kind of meat is this rib, it's really fragrant, how do you make it?"

The fat man asked as he ate.

Wu Bao shook his head when he heard this, and said: "It wasn't us who did it, this is a meal that a traveler came to stay with before and made for us when he left. ”

When the fat man heard this, he immediately regretted it in his heart, and scolded secretly: "It's all those chicks who are procrastinating, I knew that I came first, maybe I could meet again." ”

At this time, Wu Bao seemed to think of something, and said, "I asked about this meat." ”

I saw Wu Bao pointing to another dish on the table and said, "This is roe deer meat, which is smoked and roasted before being made." ”

When the fat man heard this, he hurriedly put a chopstick in his mouth, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, he could taste it, and the meat still had the smell of firewood tobacco, the taste was really good, and the fishy and sour taste in the meat was just right.

I used to eat roe deer in the Northeast, but whether it is the processing of meat quality or the later processing, it is completely incomparable with the dish in front of me, not to mention the difference in taste.

At this time, Baowu pointed to the ribs and said: "This ribs, he said that he met the ribs of a big earth pig in the northeast." ”

Wu Bao's wife on the side nodded and smiled: "That person is very humorous, saying that the big earth pig is very powerful, and he chased him all the way with a hedgehog." ”

"Yes, yes, you taste this, he said this is the hedgehog, we don't dare to eat it."

Wu Bao nodded again and again, and pointed to another dish on the table, the fat man had been in Guangdong and had eaten hedgehogs, but the hedgehog meat in front of him was a little different from his impression.

It seems to have been braised in bean paste, put it in the mouth, the unique fragrance of the bean paste is matched with the soft taste of the hedgehog meat, after eating, the tip of the tongue will retain a little spicy stimulation, so that the fat man almost swallows his tongue, it is simply a god dish for dinner.

If it weren't for Wu Bao's repeated assurances, he saw the whole process of Zhao Ke's cooking with his own eyes, and was sure that this plate was a hedgehog, and the fat man would not believe it.

This is just a meal, which makes the fat man suddenly feel that his common sense has been subverted, and he regrets that he couldn't take a step earlier.

After eating this meal, when the fat man left Wu Bao's house, he gave Wu Bao another 200 yuan.

Of course, as a gift, Wu Bao gave a can of bean paste to the fat man, and then this can of bean paste quickly became popular on the Internet a few days later, but those are all afterwords.

At this time, on the other side of the mountain, a bus was going around the hill to the depths, and Zhao Ke sat alone in the last row of the bus, with a somewhat thin physique, with light blue casual clothes, sitting looking a little inconspicuous.

But even so, when the sun shines on Zhao Ke's body, the skin exposed outside the casual clothes still gives people a special charm, very shiny, very white, and thin cheeks, which look a little more vigorous and sunny in the sun.

After being moistened by the stone milk yin, the abundant vitality in Zhao Ke's body made him feel reborn.

In the horror space before, he was Chen Sixi's appearance, so he couldn't see it, but after he left the horror space and returned to his original appearance, this change in appearance gradually became obvious.

Occasionally, a few little girls traveling together will look back, or deliberately take a selfie with their mobile phones, and take a picture of Zhao Ke as well.

But even so, no one would come forward to talk to Zhao Ke, because the black urn in Zhao Ke's hand had already invisibly helped Zhao Ke reject those strangers who wanted to be together.

Zhao Ke coiled a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand, which seemed to be stained with his own bloodstains, and the luster of this string of Buddhist beads was much brighter than when he got it before, and the material could not be seen, but judging from the slurry covered with a layer of oil, it had been many years.

Thinking of this escape, Zhao Ke felt lucky, but he was afraid for a while, every time he remembered the feeling of his backbone being pulled out section by section, the corners of Zhao Ke's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Thanks to this string of Buddhist beads, otherwise he was afraid that he would be dead, but what made Zhao Ke strange was that the Buddhist beads could never be included in the postal album.

But when you can take it with you, you can hold it in your hand and play with it from time to time to make a glass-like collision sound, which sounds very crisp.

Although Qianmiao Village is a place of four elephants, it is not suitable for him to cultivate the source hand in the Ten Thousand Foods Book, and Zhao Ke plans to take a car to another place to have a look.

As for the black urn at hand, it cannot be converted into a stamp book because it has not been opened.

Zhao Ke planned to find a place with fewer people to open it again, and he had a hunch that his harvest in the urn this time would definitely not be small.

At this time, the car drove to a village, and saw the car slowly stop, the car door opened, Zhao Ke frowned, and saw people coming up one after another.

"Nope! Mom, I don't want to get in the car! ”

A woman pulled a girl of seven or eight years old, and when she saw that the girl refused to get into the car, she asked the woman to call her early thirties, as if there had been a funeral at home, and there was still filial piety on her arm, and behind the woman, there was an old man who looked to be in his early eighties, with silver hair, a thin face, and a loving face holding the little girl's hand.

Seeing that the child was crying and making trouble and refused to get into the car, the woman's face suddenly couldn't hold back, and she reprimanded sharply: "If you don't obey again, your mother will beat me!" ”

How did he know that the child was crying even more, and turned back to the old man behind him and said, "Grandpa, I don't want to get in the car." ”

Zhao Ke didn't care at first, thinking it was just a child's ordinary crying, but at this time, the man sitting in front of Zhao Ke was a little impatient, opened the window, and shouted: "You can't get on, the whole car is waiting for the two of you." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Ke's brows sank, but then he was suddenly stunned, and looked back at the window again, but this time he closed his left eye, and swept his right eye out, and the expression on Zhao Ke's face suddenly became strange.