Old Chen's shouting sounded more like calling to the old man who was about to leave.
Although the desire for mouth and tongue was no longer that strong, the sour smell was like thousands of hands holding his thighs, making him unable to move his feet for a while.
"Have a meal?"
I heard Old Man Chen shouting.
His stomach suddenly growled uncontrollably, as if to remind himself that he hadn't eaten since he came back.
This night's tossing has already digested all the life in the stomach.
Listening to the unsatisfactory cry in my stomach, I was really hungry.
When the unique sour aroma wafted in the air, a sour taste surged from the tip of my tongue, and saliva formed under my tongue for a while.
Old Man Chen's cooking skills are indeed extraordinary.
In fact, I haven't had time to equip him with a complete set of kitchen utensils and complete seasonings. Even so, he still made such delicious food in such a simple environment.
I have to say that compared to his martial arts, his cooking skills are his real trump card.
Let alone Big Head, even Meatball, who always only likes to eat sweets, can no longer tolerate it.
"Okay, hurry up and finish the work and clean up the battlefield!"
Ding Xiaoyi shouted, and Datou and Rouqiu immediately started working quickly.
When I saw the big head and pulled the water pipe out of the pit, I didn't forget to shake out the remaining water inside.
The old man who hadn't left yet looked even more resentful.
This time the ebb tide has not ended yet, but feeling the wind getting stronger in the air, I am afraid that the tide will rise soon.
Ding Xiaoyi glanced around these large and small puddles.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on the farthest and largest puddle.
It's the size of a basketball court, but I don't know how deep it is.
"If only there were two pumps..."
I imagined that after two water pumps were running at the same time, the generator I made was afraid that it would not be able to withstand such a high load, so I had no choice but to give up the idea temporarily.
"Let's do it step by step!"
After comforting myself, I walked back.
After Da Tou carefully wiped off all the residual yellow spring water on the water pump and covered it with nylon cloth, he crawled over.
Mr. Chen gave Ding Xiaoyi a small pot of pickled fish, and the remaining large pot was filled with big heads and meatballs.
As for himself, he was basically full when he was cooking.
Slowly add a pot of fish, the fresh white soup is covered with a layer of golden fat, and a simple bit of coriander and chopped green onion are sprinkled on the soup, adding a bit of color to the dish.
"Hey, it's a pity that there is no good wine!"
At this time, Old Man Chen sighed meaningfully and at the same time looked at Old Man Chao outside the fence.
Sure enough, the old man squinted his eyes and understood immediately.
"Hey, it's not easy to drink good wine, wait!"
After the bad old man finished speaking, he turned around and disappeared.
At this time, we were far away on an ancient road in the Netherworld, filled with white mist. The road ahead seemed to be clearly visible, but also seemed to be unclear.
I heard a deep cry getting closer and closer on the ancient road.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!"
Following the sound of bells and gongs, a line of shadows gradually became clear in the white mist.
The two leaders were a man and a woman.
The man is handsome and the woman is delicate.
One is in white clothes and the other is in black coat.
A line of shadows followed behind him, some crying, some laughing, and some looking confused.
Each person's ten fingers were crossed together and spread out, as if some force was restraining them, and they followed the man and woman forward step by step.
As the saying goes, if you have two crossed fingers, you will mourn, and if you have two crossed fingers, you will mourn.
Don't look, don't ask, don't block...
"Lao Qi, Lao Ba!"
Suddenly, I heard a shout in the white mist in front of me, and then a shadow fell next to the leading man and woman. Before the man and woman could recover, the shadow plucked at their waists, and then turned into a black light and disappeared.
Already.
"I'll lend you the ultimatum and Yin Yang wine for use. Come to my mansion to get it another day!"
When the voice came, the black light had long since disappeared.
Seeing this, Xie Qi and Fan Ba were startled, but they did not dare to complain. They both bowed to the shadow from a distance before continuing on their way.
It didn't even take two minutes between the time the bad old man left and when he came back.
But when I came back, I walked to the main gate of the fence carelessly.
Seeing that the bad old man was about to walk in, Ding Xiaoyi sat on the chair and stared at the pair of straw sandals calmly.
However, it was about to take a step forward.
The bad old man took out a letter from his arms that looked familiar to him.
"Nonsence!"
I saw him dip his fingers into his own spit, smear it on the door sticker a few times, and then throw the post away.
Immediately, the post floated in from outside the fence until it landed on my palm.
"Ahem, although we are old acquaintances, we still have to abide by the rules. This is my door sticker, please keep it!"
"Door sticker!"
I thought, why does it look so familiar? It turns out that just like the brother and sister last time, they both gave themselves a post that they couldn’t understand before they were willing to come in.
Ding Xiaoyi took it over and took a look. When he saw the messy handwriting on it, which looked like graffiti by an abstract artist, he tightened the veins on his brows to cope with his feelings!
After putting the door sticker away, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly thought, if he had accepted the post, his authority would be ineffective against those who came?
The last time the brother and sister sent him a message, he didn't pay attention to it and just regarded it as their habit.
But the old man has known me for so long, so there is no need to be so polite.
After thinking about it, it seems that this door post is related to whether they will be bound by their own authority here!
If that's the case, that would be interesting.
It's a bit like the alliance's property protection law. You can't trespass on other people's land without the owner's permission. Otherwise, the owner has the right to attack the intruder.
Of course, this protection law is very controversial in the alliance.
The controversial topic is precisely the protection law itself, which is problematic because people have weapons such as firearms, so if you fight back, you may not be able to defeat the intruders, and it may even lead to extremes.
But it would be more fun if this rule were here.
Ding Xiaoyi also wanted to know what kind of effect this door seal had.
After seeing Ding Xiaoyi accepting the door sticker, the old man boldly walked into the yard.
Sitting unceremoniously on the bench where the meat ball changes.
"Hey, this is the good wine I just found!"
Two gourds, one black and one white, were placed on the table, which made Ding Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly light up.
These two gourds were naturally very impressive to him.
He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Xie Qi, Fan Ba!"
When the old man heard this, he pretended to be surprised and asked, "Do you know him?"
He nodded: "I'm not very familiar with each other. They are a brother and a sister. The younger sister is in front and the older brother is in the back. I drank from them last time!"
"Hey, you know why not?"
The old man smiled mysteriously and said in a low voice: "What are you two brothers and sisters? In fact, it was Fan Ba who raised a daughter-in-law for himself, and it turns out that the daughter-in-law is better than him. They are brothers and sisters in front of them, but behind their backs... hum!"
"ah!!"
Hearing such gossip out of the blue, Ding Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment.
But no matter how I listen to it, I always feel a sour smell...
It's a pity that after the old man complained, he didn't continue talking. Instead, he took the chopsticks handed over by Mr. Chen and immediately started using them regardless of his image.
A mouthful of white and tender fish meat, fresh and smooth, with a sour and refreshing aftertaste, is even more appetizing.
Each piece of fish is of moderate thickness.
In particular, the fish meat has a slight natural aroma of wine, and when mixed with the spicy and sour taste, the unique umami taste becomes the finishing touch of this dish.
After taking a bite, the old man couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Mr. Chen beside him: "It's delicious, it's delicious. I can't tell that you are a real person without showing your face!"
Facing the bad old man's praise, Mr. Chen just smiled indifferently, as if he didn't take it to heart.
He casually handed the list he had written long ago to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Master, we don't have any ingredients at home, so you can make do with this meal. Remember to buy all these when you come back next time, so that I can make you a special dish."
"I'll make do??"
The bad old man raised his eyebrows, how could he still accept this smell??
Specialty dishes, why not go to heaven??
Speaking of specialty dishes, Ding Xiaoyi remembered that Wang Qi mentioned it to him once, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "I want to eat steamed pork, can I do it??"
"Huh!"
Mr. Chen was surprised that Ding Xiaoyi actually knew this top skill of his, and immediately smiled: "Of course!"
But soon Mr. Chen became a little confused: "It's the three steamed meats. They need to be steamed three times and frozen four times. It's not time-consuming. The most troublesome thing is to choose the top plum pork (pork). It can't be too fat or too thin.
This is not easy to choose...",
Before I finished the mouthful of fish in my mouth, I heard the old man on the side happily say: "This is not easy. I will prepare the meat. I guarantee it will be much better than plum meat!"
"Sure, then it's settled!"
The two of them went back and forth, exchanged a few words, and even the matter of wine and meat was settled by the bad old man.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't speak from beginning to end, he just mixed the two bottles of wine together and poured it into the glass handed to him by Meatball at his feet.
In a blink of an eye, a big pot was filled.
Watching Meatball put the cap on the bottle, and carefully put away the glass bottle filled with wine, he took a sip happily, and suddenly he felt the wine in his throat, and his whole body felt indescribably comfortable.
Pair it with the pickled fish made by Chen Lao, and your life will be happy in an instant.
Until after three rounds of drinking, Ding Xiaoyi got up to relieve himself.
The old man's eyes were wandering, and he whispered to Old Chen: "Brother Chen, do you have any ideas for the future? With your skills, why don't you come with me to the City of Wasted Death to ensure a bright future!"
While cleaning up the stove, Mr. Chen said without looking back: "I'm too lazy to move, so I'll be fine just taking care of my young master here."
After saying that, he ignored the old man.
Seeing the disappointed look on the old guy's face, Mr. Chen turned around with a proud smile on his lips: "You just ignored me, and I will make you kneel down in the future!"