Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

A few tourists walked and chatted, and the fat man in the lead was spitting and flying, describing the situation vividly, as if he was in the scene, and would throw out a burden from time to time, which scared the girls to stand up with goosebumps all over their bodies.

At this time, I saw the fat man grinning, his big salty pig hands were unhurriedly hooking the girl's shoulders, and said with a smirk: "Don't be afraid, brother, if there is a ghost, my grandson's wishful golden hoop A stick can knock her down."

"Go! We think you, a pervert, are more terrifying."

The girls smiled at each other, slapped the fat man's hands away, and started teasing each other.

At this moment, the fat man suddenly raised his nose, took a few mouthfuls of force through his thick nostrils, couldn't help but smack his mouth, swallowed and smeared: "Sweet, whose food is so delicious."

"What? Why didn't we smell it? But the smell of the pigsty here is a little bit."

A few girls imitated the fat man and raised their noses to smell, but they didn't smell any scent, instead they smelled a stinky smell of pig manure.

After hearing what the girls said, the fat man waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go, go, how can your nose compare to my Sun's."

After the fat man finished speaking, he simply ignored the girls and walked forward alone smelling the fragrance.

As a senior foodie, Fatty's greatest joy is to find food, whether it's food stalls in the streets or alleys, or luxury restaurants in high-rise buildings.

As long as he is smelled by his dog's nose, he can't help but follow the scent, and it's the same way that Fatty can become a food hunter with millions of followers on Weibo.

Walking along the rugged path, when he reached a courtyard, the fat man couldn't help stamping his feet, and sniffed the fragrance in the air.

But soon he couldn't help frowning, "Pork? Donkey meat? No! Is it dog meat? Beef? Lamb? Not right?"

The aroma in the air is very special, and the fat man can tell that this dish should be marinated with special spices first, then spread with egg yolk, coated with a layer of bread crumbs, and deep-fried.

It takes at least three times of re-frying in warm oil to produce such a taste, to ensure that the aroma is evaporated, but the taste after that becomes peculiar.

The fat man stood outside the door and sniffed for a long time. First, he couldn’t tell what kind of meat it was, and why the aroma was so unique. Second, the aroma behind the dish became very mellow and thick. This is not something that can be prepared by ordinary seasoning. from.

The more this happened, the fat man suddenly became tormented inside. He stood outside the door and poked his head carefully to look inside. After hesitating for a while, he decided to go in and have a look.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

At this time, Baowu came out of the bedroom, and when he saw the fat man, he was taken aback and asked.

"The tourists passing by here, it's almost meal time, hungry, and came in smelling the smell of your food, brother, is it convenient for you?"

The fat man was very good at talking, so he handed over a cigarette and 200 yuan when he said this.

Seeing this, Baowu raised the corner of his mouth, put the money into his pocket calmly, stepped forward and patted the fat man's arm and said, "It's convenient, it's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks."

Baowu pulled the fat man into the room and saw that there were only Baowu and his wife in the room, and the table was full of dishes.

The fat man's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the dishes. He couldn't help drooling, and he was not polite. He sat down and stared at the stack of golden ribs on the table, swallowing his saliva.

Golden pork ribs, actually after repeated frying, put vermicelli under the ribs, poured special sauce, and steamed on the steamer, not only the fragrance is tangy, but the golden appearance, coupled with the crystal clear vermicelli below, whether it is Both the color and the smell make the fat man salivate.

The only thing that puzzled the fat man was that the ribs didn't look like pork chops, did they?

"You're welcome, let's eat."

Baowu enthusiastically invited Fatty

The fat man nodded, and he was not polite. He picked up a piece of ribs with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth to bite lightly. The soft texture of "Kaka" with crispy bread crumbs inside will follow your teeth down. Bite, the pork ribs below have a special aroma of bean paste, and the layered taste makes the fat man's eyes brighten.

"good to eat!"

In fact, when a person's wealth reaches a certain level, food is no longer a rarity. In this era, even ordinary citizens can have the opportunity to taste the so-called delicious food.

No matter how bad it is, throughout the year, it is necessary to go to restaurants more than a dozen times. People are already tired of the delicious food in the past.

The aroma of the dishes can be made independent and present an unforgettable taste. Only this kind of food can become the goal pursued by food hunters like Fatty.

Undoubtedly, this golden ribs has been done right now. Not only did it do it, but it also made Fatty feel that this is probably the most delicious ribs he has ever eaten.

After eating the whole pork ribs, only the remaining bones seem to have been specially treated. There are special cracking marks on the bones. If you suck it hard, the bone marrow with a strong fragrance stays in it, and it will be sucked out from the cracks in the bones.

"Brother, this dish of yours tastes amazing. Also, what kind of meat is this pork ribs? It's so delicious. How do you make it?"

The fat man asked while eating.

Wu Bao shook his head when he heard the words, and said: "We didn't do it, it was a meal that a traveler came to live with before he left. It's not that you came here just after someone sent him away."

When the fat man heard the words, he immediately felt regretful, and cursed secretly: "It's all those chicks who procrastinated. If I had known that I would come first, maybe I would still meet."

At this time, Wu Bao seemed to have thought of something, and said, "I asked about this meat."

Wu Bao pointed to another dish on the table and said, "This is roe deer meat, which is cooked after being smoked and roasted."

Hearing the words, the fat man quickly picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth. His eyes lit up, and he could taste it. The meat still had the smell of firewood tobacco. It tasted really good, and the sour smell in the meat was handled just right.

I used to eat roe deer in the Northeast, but whether it is the processing of the meat or the later processing, it is completely incomparable with the dish in front of me, not to mention the difference in taste.

At this time, Baowu pointed to the ribs and said: "This ribs, he said he met a big pig ribs in the Northeast."

Wu Bao's wife at the side nodded and smiled, "That man is very humorous, saying that the big pig is very powerful, and he chased him all the way with a hedgehog."

"Yes, yes, try it, this, he said this is the hedgehog, we dare not eat it yet."

Wu Bao nodded again and again, pointing to another dish on the table. Fatty had stayed in Guangdong and had eaten hedgehogs before, but the hedgehog meat in front of him was somewhat different from what he remembered.

It seems to be braised in soy bean paste, put it in your mouth, the unique aroma of bean paste and the soft taste of hedgehog meat, after eating, the tip of the tongue will retain a little spicy stimulation, making the fat man almost swallow his tongue, It is simply a divine dish.

If it wasn't for Wu Bao's reassurance, he would have witnessed the whole process of Zhao Ke's cooking and was sure that this dish was a hedgehog, even Fatty would not have believed it.

It took only one meal, but Fatty suddenly felt that his common sense had been overturned, and he felt a pang of regret that he didn't come one step earlier.

After eating this meal, when the fat man left Wu Bao's house, he gave Wu Bao another 200 yuan.

Of course, as a gift, Wu Bao gave Fatty a can of Doubanjiang, and the can of Doubanjiang quickly became popular on the Internet a few days later, but those are all things to come.

At this time, on the other side of the hill, a bus was going around the hill to the depths. Zhao Ke was sitting alone in the last row of the bus. It looks a bit inconspicuous.

But even so, when the sun shines on Zhao Ke's body, the skin exposed outside the casual clothes still gives people a special charm, very shiny, very fair, and the thin cheeks look more vigorous in the sun , very sunny feeling.

Moisturized by stone milk and yinjing, the rich vitality in Zhao Ke's body gave him a feeling of being reborn.

Before in the horror space, he looked like Chen Sixi, so he couldn't tell, but after he left the horror space and restored his original appearance, the change in appearance gradually became obvious.

Occasionally, a few young girls who are traveling together will take a glance back, or deliberately take photos of Zhao Ke when they pretend to take selfies with their mobile phones.

But even so, no one would come forward to strike up a conversation with Zhao Ke, because the black urn in Zhao Ke's hand had already helped Zhao Ke reject those strangers who wanted to be with him.

Zhao Ke coiled a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand. It seemed that after being stained with his own blood, the luster of this string of Buddhist beads was much brighter than when he got it before, and the material could not be seen, but it was covered with a layer of oil. Looking at it, it has been around for many years.

Thinking of his narrow escape this time, Zhao Ke felt lucky, but at the same time was afraid. Every time he remembered the feeling of his spine being pulled out one by one, the corners of Zhao Ke's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he subconsciously touched his own. The neck, although the injury has recovered, but for some reason, there is still a red tooth mark on the neck, which will not disappear no matter what.