Little Hopkins went to see the fish first, except for the lips that had been pierced by hooks, the dark reddish-brown scales, the slightly lighter head and serrated fins were almost intact, and the gills were very faintly moving, but as the administrator said, it was still alive, and the eyes were large and watery. /top/

Four months ago, Dr. Hopkins sent a properly bandaged raw leg of lamb from the high-latitude frontier where the sheep had grown up eating wild leeks without the slightest strange smell; A month and a half ago, he sent about a quarter of a pound of fresh wasabi root covered with ugly bumps, which was real wasabi, not horseradish dyed green, wasabi was very demanding on the place where it grows, and there were very few places where it could be planted on a large scale, mainly concentrated in the arc-shaped island circle on the edge of the eastern continent; And the fishing port of Felimantu is far away on the other side of the western continent - Anthony. Hopkins had said that he might be very busy in the past few years, and now it seems that he is much more busy than Sasha had imagined.

***

On the turquoise "barbecue" (the rugby field is lined with vertical lines, like a barbecue rack, hence the nickname), Beelzebub runs along the outside of the right end of the line towards the goal post, holding the ball passed to him by the quarterback in his arms.

He flashed five, six or seven, eight people in a row? To hell with them, his head was stuffed in his helmet, his hair was dry and wet, wet and dry, and the accumulated salt was going to pickle his scalp, just like fishermen pickled dried fish, and he gasped for air, and the little fence that protected his cheeks and chin shook under his nose, and a burly fellow rushed from the side, and he jumped up, raised his arms high, trying to grab Beelzebub, and the other guy copied from the opposite side of bread, and they left less than five inches of space for Beelzebub, Beelzebub heard the coach shouting. But he couldn't hear it so clearly, his strength was almost exhausted, and the only thing he could see was the end line that was no more than ten feet away from him, and he suddenly picked up speed, and a body of incredible weight smashed into his back, and two arms wrapped around his neck, snatching the ball from his arms.

Beelzebub fell down, went forward, and rolled by habit. He threw the man to the ground and used it as his cushion, Beelzebub reached back and smashed the ball into the ground with all his might—they rolled into the scoring zone, and the RED team won.

The White team member cursed loudly and pushed Beelzebub off his body, and he rolled over. Pressing Beelzebub underneath, the other team members (both red and white) also ran over and rushed to crush them underneath. Until the coach ran over and pulled them up one by one.

Finally, he picked up Beelzebub and took off his helmet with his own hands. "Well done, just do it!" The coach shouted, "Keep it up to the National Intercollegiate League." You're going to be president! ”

It's no wonder he's so excited, Grande's rugby team has a brilliant record, and Tom Grande's football team has a brilliant record, and Tom Grande has been elected twice as the "Dribble Dash" champion, and the three-time "Pro Star Player" and "Most Valuable Player". Campbell came from Grande, and in 1988, he led the team to consecutive wins in the national intercollegiate league, and when they returned with the Gold Cup, the principal personally came out to greet them, and gave the coach and players a bonus.

Tom. With Campbell gone, things weren't so good for the Grande football team. They didn't take another trophy.

In recent years, there may have been some "improvement", but there is still a lack of a "soul and general". Beelzebub gave him hope.

Beelzebub had not yet seen time to express such an ingenious form of encouragement. An arm with gloves and elbow pads circled around his neck as tightly as it had done three minutes before, with a force that looked like murder.

It was Avery who was holding Beelzebub, and he also took off his helmet: "Pause, coach, can we leave for a while?" ”

The coach raised his hand and looked at his watch: "Ten minutes of rest for all," he said, "and then try to hit the front line and let me see how many you can hit at a time." He said this to Beelzebub. He patted Beelzebub on the shoulder and returned the helmet to him.

Beelzebub reached out and wiped his face, perhaps because of the relationship between the helmet and the protective gear for a long time, he was whiter than before. "What's wrong," he asked Avery. "What's the matter?"

"Hopkins is coming for you." Avery said, looking along his line of sight, the boy with pale blond hair was waving his hand slightly.

"Come to us." Beelzebub corrected, "You and he knew him before I did." ”

Avery smiled awkwardly, "Acquaintances, but not friends." He pondered his words: "At that time, of course, he has always stood out for 'color'...... You see, I was a little bastard who didn't know anything at that time, and I hated him for a while, and I hated him so much that I had a lot of trouble with a bunch of boys who had the same thoughts as me......"

"Hey, but as far as I'm seeing now, you're literally in love with him." Beelzebub said, "As far as I know, he should not have changed much from before, but what is it that makes your opinion change what can be said to be a hundred and eighty degrees?" He said, "It really makes me curious." ”

Avery wiped the sweat from his chin and hesitated for a moment, "...... He saved my life," he said gratefully, "for the first month or two, I couldn't figure out what it was all about, and the adults didn't seem to want to listen to me — my mom hugged me and cried when I mentioned it—until they had a funeral for Alice, I mean, the girl who was dismembered and thrown into the eel pond, have you seen the news?" Me and Hopkins were also among the hostages...... When the man came in, he lied to us that he was going to release a child instead of killing it, and I believed it, stupid, wasn't it? Hopkins pulled me over, and it was I who shook off his hand, if it wasn't ...... It's not that the man doesn't like me, I'm Alice. ”

He let out a long exhalation, "I wanted to thank him in person, but he and his father had left the nineteenth arrondissement long before Alice's funeral, and I asked Mrs. Borough for their addresses, mailed letters, and small gifts, only to be returned 'no one'. ”

"Well," said Beelzebub, "you are here again," and with deep, bright eyes, and the muscles of his face not moving, it would be difficult for Dr. Hopkins to see at a glance what the boy was thinking, even if Dr. Hopkins was standing here. He said, and then whispered, "He also saved my life." ”

……

"Father sent me a very fresh Seven Star Spot." Sasha said, "Two pounds." ”

"How fresh is it?"

"Alive."

"Mr. Hopkins has quite an admirable skill in handling ingredients." Beelzebub said, "Then I won't go to the cafeteria and eat pies." ”

They looked at Avery. Avery had on Avery's face with the kind of painful struggle that would normally only occur in a life-or-death situation. Hopkins is a smart and meticulous man, and these two things are indispensable for a person who is good at cooking, but on the contrary, he also has a big flaw - that is, the unbridled imagination characteristic of the Hopkins family. Little Hopkins, like an old aristocrat, never refused or picked on the food that was brought to him, but when he was asked to do it himself, he always disdained the usual sweet, salty and bitter, and he always tried to make dishes that surprised him.

We all know that can make Sasha. There are very few dishes that Hopkins surprised about.

Among the ten dishes he made, at least the taste of the first dish is far beyond the tolerance of the human taste, but there are also one or two dishes that can make people unforgettable for a lifetime...... I mean. Positive.

Avery has been on the rugby team for several years, and obesity and bloat are long gone, but something is constant.

For example, the indomitable and courageous energy.

Beelzebub and Sasha waited for his answer, and Avery swallowed at the thought of the wonderful taste, but he had also been surprised by Sasha. Hopkins' hand on the dishes while trembling all night.

“…… What are you going to do? ”

"Lightly fry it in 'milk' oil and add homemade sauce." Sasha said. "Plus roasted honey duck and salty bread."

"Then it's decided!"

- Hopkins' sauce is made from freshly squeezed bitter gourd.

Avery covered his mouth, and his eyes were filled with endless grief as he looked at Hopkins.

"He's about to cry." Beelzebub said.

***

Anthony. Hopkins was thousands of miles away, in a small town on the edge of the forest.

He bent down slightly, examining a pile of strange things buried in the dirt like growths in the body with the cautious eyes of a doctor and ghoul.

That's a lot of money. A mushroom that looks disgusting but tastes so delicious that you can't imagine it.

Matsutake mushrooms from Luksheng are dug out of the soil at the roots of broadleaf trees by trained dogs or pigs by the townspeople. Then make a direct cash deal with the truffle dealer, and after three or even four hands, these chubby truffles will appear in restaurants of three stars or above, and each serving (a few thin slices spread on bread or cod) can be sold for 500 yuan.

And you can't be completely sure that this precious ingredient is real, not adulterated at all.

The best way to do this is to drive straight here, and you can walk into the restaurant and order a golden, fluffy matsutake baked egg, with delicious truffles dotted on the inside and outside of the egg like sesame seeds, and you can eat it in every bite. Definitely worth the money.

If the owner is willing to do a little business, so much the better, you can buy truffles directly from him, and the price will definitely be more expensive than the truffle dealers get, but you can't take dozens of pounds like they do, right?

Sometimes the seller will also move his hands and feet inside the truffle, not allowing the mud to be removed, the small metal strip wrapped in the truffle, etc., but Dr. Hopkins has a pair of hands that are as precise as a scale, and his brain allows him to estimate the volume of the truffle when the scale shows the weight.

"Twenty thousand yuan. It couldn't be any lower. ”

Hopkins nodded and pulled out the check.

He simply wrapped the precious ingredients wrapped in a dirty plastic bag with a piece of newspaper, put them in the storage compartment in the front seat of the car, and locked them.

Even so. The smell of truffle resembles fermented corn or musk, and the smell of years of unwashed sheets still wafts out. Refreshing mixed with an indescribable fat sensuality. Dr. Hopkins' nasal cavity widened, and he breathed in it with pleasure, and compared it to the taste in his mouth and stomach—the truffle was better than what he had tasted, and he thought he would send it out at the nearest post office.

He imagined the sand. Hopkins tasted the black pine "dew" and was satisfied.

(To be continued)

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