At this moment, the monkey took out a piece of paper and opened it, and everyone looked at it immediately. On it was written the method of cooking the silent eight-treasure porridge, including the one about not being able to speak. Everyone suddenly understood... But then they thought about it.
: The porridge cook is Red Boy, what does it have to do with you? Isn’t this reason too far-fetched?
The faces of the county magistrate and secretary were also a little ugly, and it was obvious that their thoughts were similar to those of others.
However, there are strange people in the county, and it is difficult for them to decide how to deal with them. After all, since ancient times, the so-called strange people have been seen in books, but in reality, they have never seen any of them. What's more, the monk in front of them is comparable to history.
Those weird people on there are so awesome.
Therefore, the county magistrate and secretary handled the matter of Fang Zheng with the attitude of not offending or provoking, as long as the bottom line was not violated, not handling it for the time being, but not condoning it.
Although Fang Zheng's explanation was bastard, the law didn't say that they had the right to let anyone give an explanation. If they explained it, it would be considered as giving face to the two of them...
Although this face was a bit embarrassing and even made them a little embarrassed to get off the stage, the two of them still endured it...
Fang Zheng smiled apologetically at the two of them, and they felt slightly relieved.
Over there, Fang Zheng came to the nine big black pots and asked Monkey and others to help Red Boy take care of the big black pots.
About half an hour later, Red Boy nodded to Fang Zheng, as if to say: "Done!"
Fang Zheng was immediately overjoyed! He finally got through it. He had been holding it in all night without saying a word and was almost suffocated to death!
So Fangzheng waved his hand and started the pot!
The next moment, Red Boy shouted: "The porridge is good!"
When everyone heard this, they all looked over subconsciously, with eyes like hungry wolves. This fierce look frightened both Fang Zheng and Hong Hai'er, and they thought to themselves: "Are these guys trying to eat people?"
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There's no way, Mr. Gu, Chen Qiang and those guys are such bastards. I don't know if they were reluctant or intentional. They drank a bowl of porridge all night long! It's okay if they just squat there and drink it honestly. The key is these guys.
He actually walked around the floor with a big bowl. For a while, the smell of porridge was wafting in front of everyone's noses, making everyone confused, salivating, and had no intention of sleeping.
They were so greedy this night! If they hadn't firmly trusted Fang Zheng, they would have gone to get some porridge.
However, even so, this night was too miserable! Now, everyone is more hungry than a wolf!
When they heard that the porridge was ready, these people's eyes naturally glowed green. They were just waiting for the pot to start over there and then started to grab it over here!
Chen Qiang and Mr. Gu looked at each other. Mr. Gu vigorously smelled the nine-mouth large iron pot over there, then shook his head and said: "After cooking it all night, there is no aroma of porridge. I'm afraid this kind of porridge is really bad."
Alright?"
Hearing this, Song Ergou and others trembled in their hearts, but then they thought about it, didn't the porridge that Chen Qiang and the others drank tasteless before the pot was boiled? So they felt relieved and looked at them one by one like idiots.
Mr. Gu.
Chen Qiang said: "Don't say anything, just boil the pot and you will know."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a large number of footsteps behind him! Everyone looked back subconsciously and saw a dark group of people coming up the mountain. The mountain pass up the mountain was like a flood discharge gate. The waves of people were rolling, and the dark people were going up.
Run here.
Song Ergou only glanced at it and yelled: "Fuck! People from eight villages in ten miles are here!"
“Not only that, but also from Songwu County!” shouted the tourists on the side.
"Hurry up and line up!" Wang Yougui suddenly came to his senses and shouted. Everyone who was still in a daze immediately understood what was happening and ran over to stand in line! For a moment, a long dragon was thrown out from the door of Yizhi Temple, twisting and turning.
Twist, line up into the distance!
At the same time, Wang Yougui had already run out with some people and started to organize the order at the scene, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Friends who want to drink Laba porridge, please queue up consciously, first come, first served, and abide by the rules! In addition, each person is limited to one bowl of Laba porridge!"
At the same time, other people also shouted...
However, what made them extremely depressed was that when these people heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then someone shouted: "What Laba porridge? We are here to worship the living Buddha!"
"Worship the Living Buddha?" At this moment, Wang Yougui was stunned.
The county magistrate and secretary were also stunned.
Fangzheng was even more stunned, and then suddenly remembered that although the Yizhi Temple Laba Festival was held last year, the Yizhi Village had not become wealthy at that time, and its influence could not spread to ten miles around. When it became rich,
When I woke up, it had been several months since the Laba Festival, and naturally there were very few people to talk to. So, unless it was a very nearby village, or a little further away, no one knew that there was an activity to sell Laba porridge in Yizhi Temple! Let alone
People from Songwu County!
Therefore, these people are not coming for Laba porridge, but for the huge Buddha statue that appeared on Yizhi Mountain last night! They are also coming for Fangzheng!
Then I had a bad feeling...
Sure enough, the next moment, someone shouted: "Fang Zheng is over there!"
This voice is like a group of ruined girls who finally found the villain who ruined them! Then, this group of people swarmed towards Fang Zheng like a tide!
Fang Zheng felt that his forehead was instantly wet with sweat! The last time he was surrounded by fans and touched his butt was still vivid in his mind. Now these people were obviously more fierce. How could he dare to resist?
So Fang Zheng had an idea, grabbed the salted fish, threw it in front and said, "Say something!"
Salted Fish was originally standing behind Fang Zheng, and everyone was paying attention to Fang Zheng. Suddenly Fang Zheng threw a salted fish, and everyone was stunned for a moment. When the salted fish landed, he was still standing there! Everyone was obviously a little confused.
!
Then Xianyu looked up at them with a confused expression, then looked back at Fang Zheng and said, "What are you talking about?"
"I'm Cao! Xianyu has spoken!"
"Oh my god, the salted fish turned around and came back to life!"
"I'm not dreaming, am I?"
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A salted fish suddenly spoke. How shocking was that to modern people? Everyone subconsciously stopped!
Seeing this, Fang Zheng turned around and ran up Naihe Bridge, rushed into Yizhi Temple, and then shouted: "Jingfa is closed! No one will see the poor monk today!"
After saying that, Fang Zheng ran to the backyard to hide. However, the bald thief didn't worry about the situation outside, so after going to the backyard, he climbed up the wall, put a shabby hat on his head, and watched furtively.
The situation outside.
Sure enough, as soon as Fang Zheng ran away, those people suddenly came to their senses and shouted: "Fang Zheng, don't run!"