Then I left the room and ran next door to wake up Xian'er and Luo Fei, with my understanding of Xian'er, this guy was woken up when he was sleeping soundly, and he must have been angry, so he didn't dare to stay longer, just told them to clean up as soon as possible and left.

Until I got into Liu Shangang's car, Xian'er's anger had not disappeared, and I couldn't take care of her now, as soon as I got in the car, I leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep, the three of them had rested for a few hours, and Liang Houzai and I didn't sleep all night, I was afraid that I would encounter an emergency as soon as I arrived at the mouth of the Yellow River, and I would lose my energy at that time.

It took ten hours to drive from the local area to the mouth of the Yellow River, and Liu Shangang drove for seven hours, and Luo Fei took over for him for three hours.

When the car drove to Linyi, we had a meal at the service station and took a short rest.

We set off at 4 a.m. and arrived at our destination at around 2 p.m. that day.

It was a small village adjacent to the Yellow River, and I remember that Brother Geng said that the local situation was more complicated, and he contacted Brother Zhuang and asked Brother Zhuang to send someone to learn about the folk customs in the village.

But after we arrived, we realized that this village was not "closed" at all, on the contrary, it was very close to the city, and when we entered the village, there was still a traffic jam on the slightly narrow village road.

When you enter the village, you will see many small restaurants owned by locals on both sides of the village road, and the diners' cars are parked on both sides of the village road one by one, making the already not very spacious road even more congested.

Liang Houzai looked at his watch and said, "It's almost time for the diners to leave, Liu Shangang, you can go to the village again, this place is estimated to be blocked soon." ”

Liu Shangang smiled and continued to walk deeper into the village, and sure enough, after passing the small restaurant, there were many fewer cars on the road, and our speed became faster.

Liu Shangang asked me: "Brother Dao, what are we doing, do we stop, or continue to move forward?" ”

I said, "Keep walking, I want to go to the mouth of the Yellow River." ”

Liu Shangang drove all the way out of the village, about five or six kilometers away from the village, we finally saw the Yellow River beach, at this point in time, there are still many tourists on the river beach, I saw a few young people gathered together, jumping on the soft sand of the river beach, the soft sand under their feet was quickly compacted, with the earthy yellow muddy water from the sand pit under their feet.

Liang Houzai also saw their actions through the car window and said to me: "The river beach here seems to be silted up by the Yellow River sand. ”

After getting off the bus, we stood on the shore and looked at the Yellow River from afar.

At this time, there were still boats passing through the river, and on the edge of the distant beach, there was a stone embankment, which was supposed to be used to keep the flood in the early years, but now it has been eroded by the tide, and in some places there are signs of breakage.

When I opened the eyes of heaven, I saw the Great Qi above the Yellow River advancing eastward, returning to heaven and earth. Master once said that the Yangtze River and the Yellow River are the two reincarnation lines of the Central Plains, and such rivers and rivers can nourish thousands of miles of loess and make thousands of miles of rivers become rivers.

Although there is a great qi circulating in the mouth of the Yellow River in front of us, there are also some evil qi that accumulates silt under the river, some of which are the grievances of water ghosts, and there are also evil qi, evil qi and other qi mixed together.

"I heard that in the early years, whenever the Yellow River was shallow, the locals would act as river workers and go into the river to dredge, and every time the Yellow River was dredged, one or two strange things would happen. ”

I asked Liang Houzai, "Where did you hear that?" ”

Liang Houzai: "I read it on the Internet, when I used to play in Wang Dapeng's Internet café, you and the thin monkey played games, I always watched such things, speaking of which, there are really a lot of old stories in the Yellow River Estuary, but I don't know which one is true and which one is fake." There are not many credible things on the Internet. ”

I nodded: "It's best to ask the local elders about the situation." ”

When I entered the village just now, I found that the mental outlook of the people in the village is very different, the younger people are no different from the people in the city in appearance, and they are not as rough as the villagers in my hometown, it is estimated that the village is too close to the city, and there are not many fields along the way, they rarely farm, and they have lost the rustic feeling brought by the land.

On the contrary, the old people I occasionally saw in the village were not much different from the people in my hometown, they were not as hurried as the young people, and they all carried a sense of the thickness of the crops peculiar to them.

I think these old people are the real villagers, they lived here before the blood of urbanization was integrated into the village, they know the past of the village, and they should know more about the old stories of the Yellow River Estuary.

After staying on the beach for a while, I beckoned to Liu Shangang: "Let's go back to the village and find a place to stay first." ”

Liu Shangang was squatting on the ground digging sand at the time, and when he heard my words, he said "eh", but he didn't get up.

I asked him what he was doing, and he smiled and said, "I've heard people say that gold can be pulled out of the sand of the Yellow River, didn't Brother Zai say that this beach was formed by the sedimentation of river sand, I just want to see if there is gold." ”

Liang Houzai was next to Le: "This place doesn't rely on gold mines, where does the gold come from?" Even if there is gold sand washed down upstream, it is buried at the bottom of the river. ”

Liu Shangang stood up and ran to drive with a smile.

There are not only restaurants in the village, but also many small inns, these shops are run by the villagers, a two-story village house is a hotel, tourists live on the second floor, there is a kitchen on the first floor, and there are tables and chairs in the courtyard to welcome diners. Those who live in inns can also go to the fishmonger to buy back the Yellow River carp and other river fresh food, and the owner will help you cook it, and only charge a handmade fee when you come back.

Speaking of which, accommodation here is not cheap, but fortunately the room is very clean, and the quilt on the bed is not a common white quilt cover in the hotel, but a quilt cover made of flower ginger, which feels like home.

After we stayed at the hotel, we got together and discussed it, and decided to walk the streets of the village as a reporter for the supernatural magazine, visiting the elderly people.

For this reason, Liu Shangang also went to the city to buy a SLR that afternoon, the camera was very expensive, Liu Shangang asked me for money, I couldn't help but feel pain, I felt as if he had long wanted to buy a camera, so he took this opportunity to hack me.

When it was almost night, we went to the fishmonger to buy fresh food, but instead of asking the shopkeeper to cook dinner for us, I cooked it myself, and the shopkeeper charged me twenty yuan, which was my rent for borrowing the kitchen.

I made a table of dishes, and everyone gathered around the table and was about to start, when another diner came over with the menu, he came to our side, shrugged his nose, and asked Xian'er: "Hey, beauty, what kind of dish are you ordering, it's delicious?" ”

Xian'er looked at him and gave him a big roll of the eyes, but she didn't respond to him, which made him very embarrassed.

I said to the man, "We made it ourselves, it's not on the menu." ”

After the man left, the shopkeeper came over again and asked me for the recipe for this table.

I smiled and said to him, "If you want a recipe, then you have to give us a discount." ”

Although cooking is also one of the inheritances of the right lineage, this craft is different from other inheritances and can be passed on.

The shopkeeper moved a chair and sat next to me and said, "It's hard to say about the discount, in the future, you will all live in my place for free, and I will return the deposit to you when I go back." You're a chef, you can't make this table. ”

"I'm not a chef, but I love to eat, and when I eat too much, I study and cook it myself, and I can't imagine that doing it has really become a bit of a climate." When I spoke to him, he brought a pen and paper and asked me to write him a recipe.

While writing down the process and ingredients of each dish on a piece of paper, I asked him, "I heard that some strange things often happen here at the mouth of the Yellow River, is it true?" ”

He said, "Hey, what's weird, I've been here since I was a kid, and I've never seen anything weird." But my fourth uncle and grandfather often talked about those things, and I loved to listen to him talk about them when I was young, but when I got older, I didn't believe it. ”

I asked him, "Is the old man still alive?" ”

The shopkeeper: "I'm over 90 years old, and I'm in good shape." I heard my father say that the fourth uncle and grandfather used to work as a river worker, and one year when he was digging sand, he also dug up an iron dragon king, which is true, anyway, I don't believe it, just listen to the story and forget it. ”

His words piqued my interest: "Iron Dragon King? What kind of Iron Dragon King? ”

"Oh, how do I remember?" The shopkeeper said: "I heard it all when I was a child, and I remember digging out the Iron Dragon King, and I forgot everything else." ”

I smiled and nodded, and then said to him, "We are journalists for magazines, and we specialize in collecting these old stories. You see, if it's convenient, can you let us interview the elderly? ”

The shopkeeper also laughed: "What's not to do." My fourth uncle and grandfather still wish you to find him, the things he talked about, no one listened to him all these years, if you talk to him, he will be happy. Oh, he's a good person. ”

I said, "When we're done eating, can we go and see the old man?" ”

After I asked, the shopkeeper seemed a little embarrassed: "It's not good, it's all ...... now It was past seven o'clock, and my fourth uncle and grandfather went to bed early, and he fell asleep at eight o'clock. ”

I waved my hand and said it's okay, not tonight, then wait until tomorrow morning, and the shopkeeper agreed.

After the dishes were written, I told the shopkeeper that knife skills are very important when cooking fish, and that in order to make the flavor of the fish into the meat, it is necessary to draw a few cuts on the fish that are neither deep nor shallow, and the meat should be slightly rolled to let the soup enter the bones through the gaps. But if the openings are too deep, the fish will easily spread out, and the flavor will cover the umami, but if it is too shallow, the flavor will not get in.

My knife work is practiced by practicing swords all year round, and the knife is fast, and I pay more attention to the subtle resistance of the meat when the knife edge enters the meat. The owner usually cooks mostly home-cooked dishes, and the knife skills don't seem to be so particular, so I guess even if he is given a recipe and doesn't tell him these things, it will be difficult for him to make a taste.

The shopkeeper listened to me and smiled and nodded until he came into the kitchen with the recipe and we started eating.

The night was fine, and early the next morning, the owner really refunded me the deposit for accommodation and the twenty yuan last night, and said that the dishes I gave him were probably going to become the signature dishes of their store.

Then he bought us breakfast, and after breakfast, he took us to his fourth uncle's grandfather's house.

The old man's home is at the north end of the village, which is the closest place to the mouth of the Yellow River, and you can hear the wind on the other side of the Yellow River estuary when you walk on the path there.