After the old sheepskin drank the delicious fish soup, the whole person seemed to have become a hungry ghost who crawled out of the hell of Ah Bi, fearing that others would compete with him for food, so he pushed me and the fat man aside, and took the remaining half pot of fish soup by himself, scooping the soup with a horse spoon with one hand, and only reaching into the hot pot with the other hand to fish for the fish, and sending things to his mouth with both hands like flowing water, as if his mouth had become a bottomless pit, no matter how much fish soup he drank and how much fish he ate, he couldn't fill it, but after all, the fish and fish soup was a tangible and qualitative thing, and the old sheepskin ate too much. My stomach was swollen, and my nostrils were filled with white fish soup.

I looked at each other with the fat man and Ding Sitian, they were all stunned, I had seen something that could be eaten, but I had never seen such a eaten, the fat man was shocked, and said to the old sheepskin: "Leave us some, leave us some ......" Ding Sitian vaguely sensed that something was wrong, she didn't know what was going on, she tugged my arm: "Old sheepskin grandpa he...... What the hell happened to him? If he eats it again, he will die. ”

My arm was pulled by Ding Sitian, and then I woke up, just now I was really dumbfounded by the hungry ghost of the old sheepskin, there must be something wrong with this pot of fish soup, is it true that the fish on the grassland that is regarded as a god can't be eaten? If you eat it, you will become obsessed and eat until you die?

Seeing that the old sheepskin was going to prop himself to death, I had no time to think about it again, and walked over and grabbed the collar of the old sheepskin, his belly was swollen like a drum, as if it might crack and break at any time, I was worried that if I used too much strength, it would hurt his internal organs, so I just gently grabbed his collar, pulled him back, and then let the fat man snatch the horse spoon in his hand, the old sheepskin had lost his mind, and choked on fish soup in his mouth and nose, and I pulled it back and lay down on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and I didn't know what to do.

I thought to myself that I was fortunate to drink fish soup, rub his stomach, spit it out some from his mouth, and put a little grass, and the material would be fine, but as soon as I raised my eyes, I found that the fat man was using a horse spoon to fish for fish soup, and he was still chattering with Ding Sitian in his mouth: "Is this soup really so fresh?" Let the poor middle peasants can't stop drinking, I'll try ...... too"

I was afraid that the fat man would repeat the mistakes of the old sheepskin, so I quickly raised my foot and kicked over the hot pot, and the rest of the fish soup was all spilled on the ground, I said to the fat man and Ding Sitian: "You can't drink this soup, if you drink it, you will become hungry." Ding Sitian rubbed his belly for the old sheepskin and said: "Yes, I see that the old sheep's grandfather seems to be more and more hungry the more he drinks, obviously his stomach is full, but he doesn't seem to feel it at all, the more he drinks, the more he wants to drink, it seems that the shepherds on the Barunzuo grassland never eat fish, there is indeed a reason." ”

I regret that I let the old sheepskin drink the first sip of fish soup at the beginning, at that time we couldn't understand the secret at all, only felt that this misty forest, just like the legend about a demon dragon here, everywhere is weird and terrible, incomprehensible, many years later, I joined the army to Lanzhou, only to know that on the Loess Plateau, there is a rare black fish, this black fish is fat and less thorny, used to boil soup, delicious, anyone who tastes a bite, will become like a hungry ghost reincarnated, the more you eat, the more you eat, the more you want to eatThere are many legends about this terrible black fish, some say that these fish are turned into people who starved to death during the famine, and some people say that the black fish is the dragon son of the dragon in the river, and whoever eats it will be cursed.

Later, as science became more and more advanced, I learned that this kind of black fish contains a kind of anesthetic, the reason why human beings feel hungry and full is because there is a "food refusal nerve" in the hypothalamus of the human brain, a certain ingredient in the black fish, just to paralyze this nerve, making people feel hungry and unbearable, once eaten, they can no longer control their appetite, from ancient times to the present, because of the death of people, it is difficult to count.

At that time, in the dense forest of the "Hundred Eyes Cave", we probably cooked this black fish soup by mistake, but at that time we didn't know the reason for this, but we just felt that it was not good, and this fish soup must not be touched.

The old sheepskin was swollen and unconscious, and it seemed that he would not wake up for a while, and he was so swollen that he could not move him, and once his intestines were broken, we could only watch him die in this wilderness where there was no medical treatment.

Looking at the fish soup that was splashed on the ground and the old military horse that was grazing, I and the fat man and Ding Sitian were all worried, the fish in this pool were too weird, they must not be edible, but the hunger came up, it was really difficult, at this time it was inevitable to envy the old horse, there is grass everywhere on the grassland, and you will not be hungry if you eat it, which is so troublesome as a person to eat.

Now we had to wait for the old sheepskin to come over, and then find something else to satisfy our hunger, the night fog in the forest gradually faded, and we could vaguely see the dim stars and moon in the sky, but fortunately, except for the fish in this pool could not be eaten, but there was no danger, quietly around, the three of them gathered around the fire, wanting to chat a few words, in order to distract their attention, to relieve the hunger and suffering in their stomachs, but after saying two words, the topic shifted to eating, and we fully recalled every meal we had eaten, We have traveled half of China during the big tandem, from the roast duck in Beijing, the Goubuli buns in Tianjin, the mutton bubble film in Xi'an, and the ramen noodles in Lanzhou.

The three of them were talking about eating and talking, but they heard the sound of rats touching things behind them, we hurriedly looked back, the small half pot of fish soup that was spilled on the side, and the fish meat and fish heads inside, attracted a few fat moles, these guys are also really slanderous, can't resist the temptation of the umami of the black fish, regardless of the fire of someone nearby, they boldly came to steal food, holding the fish pieces on the ground are gnawing kindly.

I saw that these moles are fat, with bright skin and bright fur, they are commonly known as "big-eyed thieves", they usually live in the loess holes under the grassland, and can occasionally be seen in the dry places in the forest, the body shape is much fatter than the wild mice, it is the delicacy of the wild, quickly make a gesture to let the fat man and Ding Sitian not make a sound, casually picked up a fist-thick trunk, aimed at the largest one, and smashed it out with a stick, the big-eyed thief coveted the fish, it ate like an old sheepskin and was delirious, did not dodge at all, and was smashed squarely.

The fat man also jumped up, and took a thick stick to fight with me, and in an instant, seven or eight fat rats were killed under the stick, and the three of them were overjoyed, and hurriedly started to roast the rats and eat meat, each big-eyed thief was about the same size as a rabbit with a small size, and Ding Sitian was still a little uneasy at first: "What if the big-eyed thief is also the same as the black fish, and people will become hungry after eating?" ”

I said to Ding Sitian: "There is no legend on the grassland that you are not allowed to eat big-eyed thieves, isn't there that many shepherds catch the fattest big-eyed thieves as rations in autumn, I don't think it should be a big problem." While speaking, the fat man over there had already gnawed off half of the half-baked big-eyed thief, Ding Sitian and I were still a little worried, and tried to eat some, but found that it was no different, so we were relieved to eat.