Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

When the steward walked in, he saw two girls behind him carefully holding a half-meter-high Qinghua porcelain altar. The altar was very special, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

This kind of jar is obviously specially prepared for Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.

The top is wide and the bottom is narrow, which ensures the uniformity of the fire.

"Good good!"

The big smoking gun leaned forward, and continued to raise his nose and inhale fiercely. People who didn't know about it thought this guy was taking drugs!

"You two, please use it slowly!"

As the steward said, he was about to take people out, but at this moment, the big smoking gun suddenly called to the steward: "Wait!"

"What does the honored guest need?"

"Another bowl...no, a bowl of rice!"

Zhao Ke glanced at the big smoking gun, but he didn't expect this stuff to be quite good at eating.

This kind of good thing is the best food for dinner, and it is the best first choice when paired with rice.

Soon, a pot of rice was delivered, which was a selection of fragrant rice from Thailand.

Each grain of rice is slender and white, and the heat of steaming rice seems to be strictly controlled to ensure that the rice grains are not completely steamed while the rice grains are steamed. Only in this way can the unique rice fragrance in the fragrant rice Keep it.

After letting the steward leave, Smoking Gun couldn't wait to carefully open the lid of the altar.

A mouthful of white mist came out along the mouth of the altar, and the big smoking gun swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva first.

Scoop the jar with a spoon.

The sauce-colored soup is as thick as glue, and there are two large abalones in it, which are plump and full.

To Zhao Ke's surprise, a small slit was cut on the edge of the abalone. Looking carefully, it turned out that there was a thin piece of green plum wrapped inside.

"Great!"

The green sourness of green plums is used to preserve the umami taste of the abalone itself, which will not be completely covered by the aniseed ingredients in the soup.

"Thorn slip!"

The big smoking gun sucked it into his mouth. Unfortunately, Zhao Ke couldn't see his expression at this time, but he could tell from his eyes that the smell had already made him want to die.

"Come on, don't be dazed, try it!"

On the one hand, Big Smoke politely let Zhao Ke taste it, but with the other hand, he kept pouring vegetables into his rice bowl, even the soup.

Zhao Ke stepped forward, also wanting to taste the taste of this dish, how good it is.

However, it has not waited for Zhao Ke to place his chopsticks.

Seeing the big smoking gun, fished out a thing from the bottom of the altar.

"Huh? What is this??"

Seeing Baibaiyuan, but the size of a ping-pong ball, it looks a bit like...

"Egg balls!"

Zhao Ke frowned, silently put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at the curious expression of the big smoking gun in front of him. There was no change on his face, but the feeling in his heart was indescribably strange.

It's like, a man who makes waste oil suddenly meets a man who sells waste oil one day.

"Sheep, eggs, pills!"

Smoking Gun's eyes lit up, this thing is a great tonic.

For him who is over middle age, relying on goji berries, chrysanthemums and red dates is obviously not enough to meet his needs. Only by eating more eggs and pills can he save his "happiness"

Immediately, I saw the big smoking gun in my mouth, crunching and chewing carefully, the Q-bomb taste, biting down, the sauce inside burst out, like a deep-sea bomb, let the taste buds of the big smoking gun experience what is called , an explosion on the tip of the tongue.

"This taste...well, it's really...delicious, is there any more?"

Soon, the big smoking gun took out another sheep egg ball, and under the watchful eyes of Zhao Ke, he stuffed it into his mouth in one gulp.

Except for the egg balls with explosive taste.

There are also small meatballs underneath. I don’t know what kind of meat it is made of, but the taste is equally delicious to the extreme.

Smoking Gun found that he couldn't stop eating, especially the rice grains wrapped in this thick soup, which had a slightly elastic texture in his mouth, mixed with the strong aroma of the soup.

Take a big bite in your mouth, even if it looks ugly, you will be full of satisfaction, which cannot be exchanged for any delicious food.

After the whole pot of rice and the altar of Buddha jumping over the wall were completely eaten up, the guy wiped his mouth, hugged his belly that was about to explode, and lay down on the sofa contentedly.

The sense of loss of not being able to buy the news before was swept away in an instant, and lying there felt that the trip was worthwhile.

"Is it really that delicious?"

Zhao Ke squinted his eyes halfway, he didn't even dare to look directly at the smoking gun, he was afraid that the traces in the corners of his eyes would make this guy notice the clues.

It was also fortunate that his face was always shrouded in black mist, otherwise he would definitely have made Smoking Gun suspicious by now.

"Humph!"

The big smoking gun seemed to be satiated and in a good mood, picked up the big smoking rod in his hand, took a sip happily, and looked sideways at Zhao Ke.

In a sincere and educational tone, he said: "Young man, you don't know anything about delicious food!"

╮(╯▽╰)╭: "As long as you are happy!"

At this time, a large block of screens suddenly began to appear in the bullet screen in front of them. Zhao Ke and Big Smoker were taken aback for a moment. After looking over, their expressions changed instantly.

Smoking Gun had a look of excitement, while Zhao Ke...in addition to being helpless, he also felt a chill in his heart!

Chapter 317 Big Trouble Comes

"Crazy! Crazy! Is it crazy?"

The barrage on the glass in front of him has frantically swiped the screen.

The dense barrage of news has covered up the original barrage.

Big Tobacco could only look through the records, only to find out that the guy who auctioned off the news before actually posted the news directly on the barrage.

Among them, the cause and effect were clearly explained, almost no different from what Zhao Ke knew.

It is equivalent to spending a great price and sending it out for free.