Chapter 171: Ten Thousand Sects Demon Cultivator Office
Whether it is a toad, a forest frog, or a frog, the meat of this amphibian small animal is really super tender, what cattle, sheep and pigs are completely incomparable, between chicken and fish, more tender than chicken, tighter than fish!
The tight garlic cloves add flavor, sandwich a pair of thighs, and put it in your mouth to spit out, leaving only two thin bone sticks.
As for the Tiger Roaring Forest, they simply put it in their mouths and chewed it directly, even Brother Feng, who has always been elegant in eating.
Song Shushu snorted secretly, at the end of the day, there are a bunch of monsters who can eat the taste of the Manchu and Han feasts, and they have never seen anything in the world.
Although this hash toad is delicious, even if you eat a piece of intestines with belly, there will still be a faint bitter taste, after all, the intestines and bitter gallbladder have not been picked, it will still affect some of the taste, or those two back thighs are more delicious.
The more Song Shushu ate, the more he felt that something was wrong, why did these guys keep talking about potatoes and vermicelli, and they didn't look like vegetarians when they counted them, even Lu Cao'er.
The red and bubbling vermicelli and the soft and glutinous potatoes have almost taken away all the umami, and that is the real deliciousness!
Hundreds of hash toads, plus potato vermicelli, a big pot full of them, but in the end, even the bottom of the pot was rubbed clean, which is already the norm for eating in Ganxi Village.
Besides, this washbasin is clean enough, and it has to be licked twice.
The pots used by Song Shushu to store vegetables here have always been shiny and shiny, revealing a metallic background.
After eating, Hu Xiaolin urged Song Shushu to hurry up and make pig's head stew, not only did he clean up the pig's head, meat, ears and hooves that he went out to the mountain to get back, but also cleaned up the ones left before.
Boiled all over again, peeled and removed the flesh and bones, and then marinated in the braised sauce.
The pig's head stew sliced in this way can be eaten, no need to dip it in garlic paste, there are these monsters eating at home, the consumption of garlic is large, and now the price of garlic has risen.
A layer of fat and a layer of ear and hoof meat, wrapped in gauze, and then placed in a large wooden box, on which heavy river pebbles were pressed, and the excess oil flowed out along the cracks and holes of the wooden box.
Don't worry about wasting it this time, the second stupid is waiting with his mouth wide open, looking at it like this, he plans to squat here for a night.
Tiger Roaring Lin thought about the newly made pig's head stew overnight, and it came before dawn.
After breakfast, Hu Xiaolin was thinking about lunch, and the old big fish were waiting, the big fish stewed in the big iron pot, the world's most beautiful delicacy!
Song Shushu was full of despair, what was the cat doing in winter, he was idle all day long and had nothing to think about eating.
The ingredients are natural, the cauldron is stewed, the taste is really not to say, the key is to make a big pot of two big pots, who makes a big pot of rice is also tired, this is just a big pot stew, if you change to stir-fry, just cooking will be tired to death, but also a chicken feather village head, but also practice a chicken feather real yang heart method.
Tiger Roaring Lin dragged Lang Jingkong and began to clean up the fish, and the big fish that was frozen hard melted away after a while under Brother Feng's hands.
A big fat head, two big carp, and several slippery seeds, all of them are cleaned up, and the daylily and mountain fungus dried in summer and autumn are also soaked in warm water, and they are waiting for the lunch to cook.
Cat Dong Cat Winter, in addition to eating, the rest of the time is to practice and play cards.
Song Shushu grabbed a good handful of cards, blew them up three times in a row, and saw that he could paste Brother Feng and Hu Li all over his face, and the mobile phone rang, and a text message crawled in.
I took it and glanced at it, and then I was stunned.
The other party claimed to be from the Wanzong Demon Cultivation Office, and there was a monster who claimed to be from Ganxi Village who had committed a crime, and he needed the people and demons of Ganxi Village to come forward to deal with it.
Song Shushu struggled to communicate with the other party by text message, which monster committed the crime, and where is the office of this Wanzong Demon Cultivator?
finally understood, Lao Hou deliberately murdered the monk several times, and now he has been arrested.
This Ten Thousand Sects Demon Cultivation Office is now in the county seat.
Song Shushu threw the card, Lao Hou had an accident, he still deliberately killed someone, and he killed a monk, which is a big deal.
As soon as Song Shushu said something, he ran out, and Hu Xiaolin chased after him and shouted: "Little Song Village Chief, don't be in a hurry for a while, you put the fish in the stew pot first!"
"Lao Hou is dying, you are still here to think about eating!"
Song Shushu was so angry that he jumped to his feet and went out to shake the tractor.
In this dead cold day, it became extremely difficult for the tractor to start, and a bunch of fires were baked under the car, and the tractor was finally started.
Hu Li must follow, Hu Xiaolin and they also have to follow, Song Shushu didn't let it, one by one, the little temper thieves exploded, and then demolished people's offices, and it was not enough to compensate for the bones that were dismantled by their own person and demon communication.
Song Shushu only took Hu Li with him, and as soon as he drove the tractor out of the village, he secretly said that it was broken.
Since the beginning of winter, it has snowed several times, and the snow in the deepest part of the ground is almost two feet thick, and all the potholes and pits have been covered.
Although there are telephone poles on the side of the road as references, I can't see the road clearly at all, even if I am careful and careful, the car will be planted crookedly, and it will be planted directly into the trench on the side of the road.
The snow in the trench was already covered with snow, and the snow that had fallen was several meters thick, and the tractor would have disappeared if it hadn't been for Hu Li dragging him to jump fast, and the two of them would have been buried in the snow too.
Song Shushu trotted to the village while secretly vowing that the road hardening project must be completed in the spring of next year, if it can't be done, he will raise two horses and ride into the town, and there is still a place for the horses, but he will ride a bear...... I really don't dare to stay in ordinary places.
At the cost of a big fish, he kicked it several times, pulled his ears and dragged him out of the house, and the second fool was finally willing to move its fat ass and use it as a mount for Song Shushu and the two of them.
rode the black blind man all the way to the edge of Linhe Town, and then sent the two fools back, riding a bear into the town would cause panic.
Fortunately, the bus to the county is still open, but it is driving slowly, more than 100 miles, and it took half a day to arrive at the county passenger station.
Looking for the address left by the other party, I took a car to the county hospital, this Wanzong Demon Cultivation Office, and the temporary station was actually a small bungalow next to the morgue behind the hospital.
It's a really good location, I was injured and hospitalized, and I was killed and went straight to the morgue.
Song Shushu knocked on the door, pushed the door and entered the office, two offices, two computers, and two eldest sisters in their forties, neither of whom looked like monks, and they didn't look like monsters.
Before Song Shushu could speak, a chubby eldest sister greeted him and said with a smile: "It's the village chief of Little Song!"
"Ah, I am, this is what kind of office you guys are!"
"No, oh my god, I'm finally waiting for you!
Song Shushu secretly said that he had found the right place, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Lao Hou?"
"Squat in the back!"