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Falling to the ground, nothing else, a few newborn mice.

The eyes haven't opened yet, the body is as big as an adult man's thumb, powdery, and the body is wrapped in a crystal membrane, like crystal shrimp dumplings.

A few small rats fell to the ground and tried to climb.

There are also a few of them in the long-handled wooden shovel, all lying together, you kiss me and I kiss you, soft little feet can't walk.

This kind of little rat I often saw when I was in the countryside.

At that time, my grandfather's family stockpiled grain, and there were often rats in the granary to make a nest of small rats, and my grandfather would shovel them out with a shovel and throw them away. My grandfather asked me to throw it once, and I accidentally touched the little mouse, and the touch was really not very good, like a puddle of rotten leeches, which made me have a psychological shadow to this day.

Now that I look at it, I'm so disgusted that I even vomit up the overnight meal.

"What are you doing?"

Lao He glared at the person who bumped into me, it was a young man, with the same figure as a bamboo pole, but his back was very hunched, just like carrying a Luo pot.

Look at the dress, should work in the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

When the young man from Luo Guo saw Lao He blowing his beard and glaring, he knew that he had collided with the distinguished guest, so he hurriedly apologized: "I ......."

Before he finished speaking, a young man came running from nowhere, about the same age as him, his waist was straight, and he grabbed the Luo Guo guy, his eyes were quite wide, and his tone was fast and urgent: "Luo Guo!" Are you still grinding? It's waiting to be eaten inside! ”

His name is really Luo Guo.

When the young man named Luo Guo heard this, he hurriedly grabbed the little mouse on the ground, put it on the wooden shovel with the upper handle, and held the wooden shovel high, and followed the same step behind the straight waist board, running fast.

That's how he bumped into me just now.

"Lao He!"

The little mouse on the ground just now also disgusted Yue Bifang, and when he heard this, he asked, "Who is waiting to eat?" What to eat? You won't eat this newborn little mouse, will you? ”

"Not really!"

Lao He's expression was very anxious: "Our young lady has been getting better recently, what do you say, you have to eat fresh famous dishes." ”

Indeed, can a newborn little mouse be fresh?

His words made me understand what the haystacks in the garden were used for.

In the countryside, rats like to make nests in the dry grass, because after harvesting the rice in the summer, there is too much dead grass to solve at once, so they find a tree and put the dead grass on the tree, like a tent shape.

Rats like to lay their cubs at the roots of grass and trees.

At this time, as long as you take a long shovel and stretch it out under the dry grass tree, you will be able to pull out three or two small rats.

Now there are so many stacks of dead grass in the garden, and the feelings are specially used to raise rats.

The young man in the pot brought it in with a wooden shovel to prove to the people who ate the rats inside that the little rats were fresh goods that had just escaped from under the haystack.

If you take a look at this garden, maybe a cockroach is specially raised to eat.

Looking at us with a black line on his face, Lao He said again and again: "Take care of it, take care of it." Isn't this our Miss Tiexin guilty of this problem, so I invited Mr. to come and see! ”

As soon as I thought that I had now arrived in the inner courtyard of my master, I asked, "What is the situation?" Lao He, you can talk about it first. ”

Lao He sighed: "Hey! Miss likes to eat since she was a child, and the famous dishes of Fujian, Zhejiang, Hunan and Hunan are good dishes. The delicacies of the mountains and the sea, fly away. But I've never eaten rats and cockroaches! It's all dirty. The approach is also peculiar and unreasonable. ”

"Why is it not according to common sense?"

Jiang Pingchuan was interested and asked.

When Lao He heard it, it was as if he had eaten those dishes, his face was huge and ugly, his throat was like holding a fly, and his voice was very ugly: "You just say that cockroach, just eat it raw like sashimi." It was steamed alive on the cage drawer, wrapped in egg liquid breadcrumbs, sprinkled with lice as sesame seeds, and fried in an oil pan. Wow, no, I'm going to throw up.............. Go in and see for yourselves the rest. ”

When I heard this, I thought that the way to eat is quite normal.

People just changed the raw materials, so they asked: "Could it be that your lady is tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas and wants to change the taste?" After all, the appetite of gourmets is very broad. ”

"That's not right!"

Lao He said: "How can there be a change of taste that can't stop?" Let's put it this way, my young lady has been eating during this time, except for the time when she sleeps, and she can't even sleep for a long time, as long as she stops eating, her stomach hurts like thousands of loaches drilling. This master, do you think the young lady will fall for the Gu. I've heard that there is a kind of loach Gu, which is put in people's food and makes people eat it. People will feel as if there are thousands of loaches about to come out of their stomachs, and it hurts to drill their hearts. ”

When I heard this, I said, "There really is this kind of loach Gu, but whether it is a medium Gu or not, I will only know until I see it." ”

Lao He hurriedly bent his waist and stretched out his hand: "Then the master hurry up and invite you inside, right?" ”

He took us not to a house, but to another yard. I don't know how many yards have been in and out of this garden, and I don't know how many yards there are, so I have to get lost if I don't bring them.

As soon as I entered the yard, I looked, Huo! Where is this yard?

The first thing that catches your eye is a huge pergola supporting a space, and under the pergola is a huge table of eight immortals, not the conventional kind, twice as large as the regular one, and it is estimated that it can seat twenty people.

A hole was dug in the middle of the table, and a boiler was boiling hot.

There are some other dishes on the side, and I can't see what they are, but looking at the iron-armored Changge sticking out of the plate and some furry claws, it is probably not a good thing.

On one side of the table of eight immortals, a woman sits.

Wearing a low-cut thin sundress, this skirt is exposed, showing all her figure outside, her collarbone is sunken enough to raise a tank of goldfish, and her hands and feet are as thin as firewood sticks.

The eyeballs seemed to be sunken into the brain, but the skin on both sides of the cheeks drooped down and hung down on the neck, like a Shar Pei.

How to describe it?

It seemed to be just a white skeleton, and it was just a skin on the outside.

But the skin was also loose, swaying with the woman's movements, similar to the cloth pockets hanging on the body.

This is obviously a sudden weight loss, and the skin does not keep up with the speed at which the fat is lost, which leads to sagging.

The woman is very thin, but her belly is surprisingly big.

It's bulging, and those who don't know think they're pregnant with a child.

I saw that there was a blue and white porcelain plate in her hand, and a small dish of soy sauce was in the middle of the saucer.

She stretched out her chopsticks and picked up one of the dough.

When the woman heard it, she showed a satisfied expression, and then put the dough in the dark of the small plate and dipped it, and heard a "squeak" sound.

She put some dark dough into her mouth again, and heard a "squeak" again.

Then, there is the chewing sound of "Kaba Kaba", and the sound of smashing the mouth, which is usually made by people who think it is delicious when they eat.

Jiang Pingchuan has a habit of cleanliness, so he couldn't stand it for a long time and turned his head.

I said, "Yo": "Guangdong's favorite dish - three squeaks?" ”

As soon as I spoke, the woman looked up.

She quickly glanced at it, and her gaze fell on Yue Bifang: "Yo! Lao Yue, are you here? Come on, come and try the dish I made with my own hands. ”

As soon as Yue Bifang heard the greeting, he also stepped forward to see what she was eating, but when he looked down, he almost collapsed on the table in fright.