Mr. Jie didn't care what Lin Chou's expression was, he twisted the Osmanthus Cicada's plump, tight exoskeleton and shiny thigh between his thumb and index finger and waved it around,
"Boy, it's not easy. Osmanthus cicada can do it too?"
The old man sucked the joint, which was not much thicker than a matchstick, clean.
"How fertile the stream water is to support so many things. I heard that there are mountain snails and small shad in your stream? I still don't believe it. After eating, take me to the mountain stream behind your place to have a look.
Could it be that I was really an old man and missed the Feng Shui treasure land? When I chose the site...ahem..."
Of course Lin Chou was fearless and shrugged.
After the system transformation, not only the water veins are good enough, but also some random things that should not exist here have followed, and it is possible to settle down and live a prosperous life.
The old man reluctantly put down his already extremely plump thighs compared to Osmanthus Cicada,
"But this Osmanthus Cicada recipe is really delicious. I give you a thumbs up!"
Well, it’s still the kind of heart-to-heart praise method of half clenching a fist and then pinching the index finger and thumb - the old man knows a lot.
Although the ladies present didn't say anything, they still couldn't help but stay away from the old man.
That plate looks like a flattened Xiaoqiang, and anyone who puts it on it will feel guilty.
There are only twelve sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas arranged in a row on the white porcelain plate. After cold soaking, their size has shrunk slightly, about half a palm in length.
Mr. Jie very carefully pulled out a sweet-scented osmanthus cicada with a missing leg.
"Oh...good stuff..."
The old man's expression was as if he saw someone else taking out handfuls of crystal coins from his wallet.
The old man ate it in a very professional way. He used the handle of the spoon to gently push upward from the tail of the Osmanthus Cicada's flat belly two or three times, then pinched the tip of the tail and stretched it out. All the internal organs of the Osmanthus Cicada, which were not many, came out.
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After doing all this, Mr. Jie took the sweet-scented osmanthus cicada's "butt" and sucked it hard, and the folds on his face turned red and bloomed with laughter.
"Suck~"
"Hmm! It smells good!"
Lin Chou: "..."
Wu Ke: "..."
This meal was not a good one, so why did the painting style suddenly feel a little strange and off-kilter?
The old man looked at the drooling Wu Ke,
"Can you bring me some chopsticks and drink together?"
Wu Kezheng couldn't wait to see it, so he shamelessly sat down and said with hypocritical politeness,
"You drink, you drink, I'll just have some food..."
The old man's movement of adding a cup and pouring wine suddenly got stuck.
"Let's go and have some food to go with the wine. If you don't want to drink and join in the fun, what food will you eat?"
Wu Ke was driven away like a small flying insect by Mr. Jie waving his sleeves. He was confused the whole time.
Lin Chou suddenly had an idea and walked around the kitchen to bring back a small plate of green and white radishes.
"Master, try this. Sunfish with radish and scallions, slightly seasoned with passion fruit juice."
Mr. Jie picked up a piece of radish and put it in his mouth with a smile. He used his chopsticks to eat another piece of white sunfish meat that was trembling and seemed to be frozen. Then he spoke,
"Don't think about it. I knew I couldn't grow this carrot a long time ago."
Lin Chou smiled awkwardly.
The old man said,
"And do you have any misunderstandings about my old man?"
"This is a small ranch that takes the quality route, not a farm!"
“It’s okay to plant something occasionally, you understand?!”
Lin Chou pursed her lips, feeling a little sad.
"But the radishes are really delicious...but there are too few and not enough..."
Speaking of price, this radish is really not worth mentioning compared to other ingredients in the restaurant. It may not be as valuable as a plate that a big-breasted lady casually crushes, but the output is low, so I’ll give it a try if it’s full.
If one person can grow this kind of radish, how can we use it if everyone shares it together?
The old man is happy,
"You're a little greedy, little guy. You can't own all the good things in the world, right?"
Lin Chou scratched his head and said,
"Isn't it true that I'm happy to see you hunting? It's the same thing. Your old man is in this business. You raise so many livestock and you don't have any rare species that you want to collect?"
These words can be said to be in the heart of Mr. Jie, but his words are not forgiving.
"You kid...have you been talking to me for a long time?"
"Okay, my old man won't eat and drink your boy's food for nothing. If there is anything I can't get, tell me. Maybe one day I can buy it for you."
Lin Chou was overjoyed, just waiting for the words "I can support the old man with anything..."
He immediately raised the issues left over from the history of Yanhui Mountain without hesitation and counted them on his fingers.
"Bracken, hash ant, Hericium..."
Mr. Jie almost fell off his chair, his beard stood up.
"you you you you..."
Everyone is being polite as promised, why do you still take it seriously?
Of course Lin Chou could see the old man's expression that was as stiff as a myocardial infarction, and he was not blind.
Gritting his teeth, Boss Lin made the most difficult decision, his biggest concession,
"We can negotiate the price...even if it's dark...ahem...expensive...it's completely acceptable!"
Old man Jie was so angry that he
"You don't even have to take a look at what your kid wants. The price can be negotiated..."
"What to talk about? What to talk about? Is it more popular?"
Lin Chou blinked his eyes, pretending not to understand,
"Then...gold? Soft crystal? Source crystal? I also have high-level source crystals of level five or above!"
Mr. Jie scoffed, and the atmosphere was quite awkward for a while.
After a while, the old man gulped down a large glass of Jingba cold water, barely suppressing the spiciness of the fried beef trotters.
"Since you can ask about bracken, it proves that you have been to more than one 'ancestral place', right?"
Lin Chou nodded honestly.
The old man poked the peanuts in the bowl with his chopsticks a little absent-mindedly.
"Luck is also incredible. Some things that people would never encounter in their lives can be encountered by you... There are indeed many kinds of bracken in there, but they are all inside. As for the outside, no one has ever seen them.
Even one tree."
"I don't need to tell you about Hericium. There must be some, but is it poisonous... Maybe you are very lucky..."
"The last one, Haha, young man, I'm afraid you haven't woken up from your dream, right?"
Lin Chou: "???"
The old man glanced at Ye Yu and Ye Feng, who were fully armed.
"I don't believe that when you went to Luan Mountain, my mother didn't tell you the legend that Yue Shang Qing Tian's main ingredient is Yue Ant."
Lin Chou suddenly felt that the situation seemed to be developing in an uncontrollable direction.
"What...what do you mean?"
The old man hummed and said,
"Since the legend may be false, it may also be true..."
Lin Chou looked as uncomfortable as constipation——
Old man, what do you mean? The difficulty level of our Yanhuishan’s historical problems has now risen to this level?? (To be continued)