The Sabbath Chapter 115: Others

But——

It's not so beautiful!

The ideal is plump, but the reality is still skinny.

Ronggui thought that going to the vegetable garden was really to pick vegetables, so why did he forget that the vegetable garden is where many bugs abound?

When his little hand touched the first vegetable leaf, a small insect shyly touched his little hand from under the vegetable leaf

As a result, Ronggui suffered another tragedy as a matter of course.

=-=

The one who saved him was the little khaki chicken that ran out from behind him. When Ronggui screamed in fright, the little guy rushed out from behind him with a stride, and threw it at Ronggui with his small mouth. He pecked at the leaf of the vegetable, picked up and ate the skinny bug underneath with precision.

For chickens, this vegetable worm is a very good breakfast

"Oh, I didn't expect Ronggui to be afraid of such a small bug! So small! It's so small." At the dining table, Ma Fan vividly talked about Ronggui's experience just now.

"I'm afraid of bugs! What's more, bugs are scarier because they are small. Think about it, a small thing may crawl into your ear before you can see it. How scary it is in your eyes. !" There is no doubt that Ronggui has read too many horror comics.

"Huh?" Crawling into the brain from the ear sounds a little scary. Ma Fan imagined the scene and shivered. Then, the boy rolled his eyes and ran to another direction for some reason. :

"Afraid of small bugs, so you are not afraid of big bugs, Agui?" With the chopsticks in his mouth, Ma Fan tilted his head to look at Ronggui.

Ronggui was shivered twice by him at that time, he thought about it seriously, hesitated for a while and said:

"This should be okay?"

Then Ma Fan bit his chopsticks and showed a big smile.

As if offering a treasure, he snatched the tray from a werewolf who just came over with it.

"Xiaofan, what are you doing?" The werewolf just frowned.

"Oh, Uncle Yorkshire, you don't need to thank me if I serve it for you!" He smiled heartily at the other party, and under the helpless gaze of the werewolf, Ma Fan quickly placed the plate in front of Ronggui.

In order to keep warm, the plate is also covered with a large lid.

Before removing the cover, Ma Fan smiled at Ronggui again.

"Let me introduce, this dish is called Braised Lion Head."

"Hey braised lion head, I know." Not only does he know, he also likes to eat it, but——

Looking at Ma Fan's expression, Rong Gui always had a bad feeling.

The next second, sure enough——

"Braised lion head, as the name suggests, is to braise the lion's head, but now the lion is extinct. Although there are similar ones, they are very expensive. We found insect meat as a substitute. After several years of research , but also achieved a similar effect”

As Ma Fan said, before Ronggui could react, he quickly lifted the cover.

Then, a terrifying worm-headed dish that opened its mouth in anger and glared at the outsiders with unrepentant eyes appeared in front of Ronggui's eyes!

Just when Ronggui was about to faint from fright, Xiaomei suddenly spoke in his ear.

"It's not worm meat, I made it with vegetables."

"Huh?" Sure enough, Ronggui's attention was drawn by Xiaomei.

In the next second, Xiaomei actually brought over the entire plate of terrifying dishes!

Looking directly at this dish from such a close distance is really scary, Ronggui flinched, and stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

For Ronggui's behavior like an ostrich, Xiaomei did not do anything to dissuade her, but continued:

"The part of the carapace, in order to be realistic, I poured it with syrup. In order to make the blackness closer to the original ingredients, I added black berry juice to the syrup raw material."

Huh? Sound delicious?

At that time, Ronggui quietly raised a finger.

"The eyes are made of two kinds of local fruits. In order to make them look slim, I put two dots of cream on the fruit as highlights."

The cream seems to be very sweet! Another finger raised up, and Ronggui's eyes fell on the terrible plate of "Braised Lion Head", but——

Dean, it still looks scary! Those eyeballs are so realistic that they look like they are going to stare out. The "highlights" are called "eyes that show fierce light" ahhhhhh!

Xiaomei, what level of realism are you looking for when cooking a dish?

Detail perfectionism is really harmful!

Ronggui complained crazily in his heart, but he didn't miss a word of Xiaomei's next words:

What's "the teeth are made from a kind of nut"? What's the "the blood in the mouth is poured out with red berry juice"

Although Xiaomei's narration is very simple and has no aesthetic feeling, the ingredients sound delicious if I can't bear it!

Slowly, Ronggui put his hands on his knees again, admiringly listening to Xiaomei's introduction while watching the dishes in front of him, he was no longer afraid at all.

Joining him in amazement again and again were Uncle Wang's family.

Xiaomei's cooking ability is too strong, even far surpassing Ma Fan's father who taught him how to cook.

"I didn't intend to ask the guests to help me with this at all. Isn't this what Agui said that he wanted to learn how to cook?"

"As a result, he was afraid that the bugs would run away, so Xiaomei was left to take over his job and I learned how to cook."

"I've never seen such a talented culinary person! Tomato scrambled eggs, meat slices, etc. can be learned in no time! The first fry can be served directly on the table!"

"Aren't I delighted to see a talent? I couldn't hold back, and wanted to see where the kid's limit was. As a result, I taught the housekeeping skill braised lion head."

"This kid said he wanted to make it in a different way, and I just watched him make it with vegan ingredients. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

"He did better than I expected."

Mar Fan's father praised him again and again.

Xiaomei is still expressionless, if you look carefully, you will find that his gaze has been falling on Ronggui's face.

Seeing the last trace of fear dissipating from Ronggui's eyes, Ronggui really began to look at the model he made, the braised lion's head, with great interest, so Xiaomei looked away and sat down on the seat with a straight face superior.

Because Xiaomei's learning ability is so strong that today's breakfast is actually made by him.

After eating the breakfast made by the guests, the Wang family began to fidget.

"It turns out that braised lion head can be done like this. There are indeed customers outside who don't eat insect meat. Maybe we can do this in the future. In this way, customers who like sweets will also like our dishes." No Knowing who started it, after breakfast and drinking tea, everyone started to discuss.

Ronggui holding tea and warming his hands: =-=

Can't bear it anymore, he finally said: "Well, who told you that the braised lion's head is the braised lion's head?"

The eyes of everyone in the room immediately focused on the center of the round table—the face of Uncle Wang.

"Hehe, braised lion's head, isn't it the head of a braised lion?" Holding hot tea, the old man looked at Ronggui with a smile: "There is only one fragment left at home, and there is only one dish name on it. I have studied this dish for decades, and finally deciphered the name of the dish, and then I started to study the recipe"

Ronggui: It seems a bit cruel to overthrow such a painstaking research result, but if it is not overturned, it seems a bit cruel to Chinese food

"It's okay, just talk." Seeing Ronggui's hesitation, the old man encouraged him.

Therefore, Ronggui gritted his teeth and said directly: "The braised lion head is not made of lions at all, this dish is actually braised meatballs!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

There was a series of gasping sounds from inside the room.

Bite the bullet, Ronggui continued to talk:

"I don't know how to do it, but I know to mix the stuffing first, then boil it into big **** and sprinkle with coriander when it comes out of the pan."

"It's delicious!" At the end, Ronggui licked his lips as if reminiscing.

"Huh? It turned out to be a big meatball?" The old man was stunned when he forgot to drink the water in the teacup.

He still wants to have an in-depth discussion with Ronggui, but unfortunately, Ronggui only knows the name of the dish, if he asks a little deeper, he can probably recall the taste of the dish, but he doesn't know anything else.

These have become difficult problems for the old man to overcome in the future.

Uncle Wang is a very humble person, and it is very comfortable to talk to him. He realizes that the old man is not disgusted by others pointing out his mistakes, but welcomes them. He spelled out some typos he saw along the way.

The old man nodded and wrote it down.

"It turns out that those are really words. Although my grandmother said it, I have always regarded them as pictures." Thinking of the "brush paintings" he drew, Uncle Wang was a little ashamed.

"That's not painting, but calligraphy. We used to call painters who are good at painting, and calligraphers who are good at writing. I think you have good calligraphy, Mr. Wang, but you are called a calligrapher." " Not seeing the old man's lost look, Ronggui hurriedly said.

"Hehe, calligrapher?" The old man just smiled.

"It's true, if you practice harder, you can be called a master of calligraphy!" Ronggui patted his **** flatteringly.

The old man smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter if you are a calligrapher or something. Now, I am thinking about building this Chinatown. It's worth it."

“When I was a kid, my great-grandpa told me a little bit about Chinatown when he was still alive.”

"That place is so lively"

"Although they are in a foreign country, many people from the same place will live together. They open various shops with unique hometown characteristics, as if they are still living in their hometown."

"They are a group of strangers."

"However, gradually, the streets where they lived became more and more famous, and then more and more foreigners came over, and they gradually integrated into the world of foreigners."

"Grandpa Zeng said that at that time, every foreign country had a Chinatown."

"Although the names are different, everyone does the same thing."

Probably remembering what happened when he was a child, the old man slightly closed his eyes, and when he finished his memory and opened his eyes again, Ronggui was overwhelmed by the wisdom and gentleness in those eyes.

"I have never lived on this street, but I hope to live on such a street."

"Nowadays, I have more and more children, and I hope more and more that they can live in such a street, live their lives well, and live seriously. People from outside may come here from the beginning It’s just shopping, but if the food tastes good, they will come again, slowly, over time, maybe these children can integrate into this society again”

"This is my greatest wish."

In a soft voice, the old man said.

His voice was so small that only Ronggui and Xiaomei who were sitting beside him could hear him.

Then, Uncle Wang looked at Xiaomei again: "Please don't blame Ma Fan."

"That kid scared Agui this morning, I apologize for him."

When Ronggui heard this sentence at first, Ronggui didn't react at all, and looked at Xiaomei habitually, Xiaomei still had that dead expressionless face.

However, looking at this expressionless face, Ronggui suddenly realized later, uh, so Xiaomei was unhappy in the morning?

Are you upset because Ma Fan scares you?

This seems a bit stingy

But——

But how can I be so happy?

Confused, Ronggui forcibly suppressed the corners of his mouth that wanted to turn up, and forced himself to continue listening to the old man:

"In the whole family, he is the youngest one, and he is surrounded by his elders. He is actually very lonely. Although we have tried our best to make him not care too much about his status as a vampire, this child cares very much. She looks cheerful, but deep down she is very suspicious and vigilant."

"After so many years, Agui is still the first person to make him let go of his vigilance and even make jokes."

"Even if you didn't save him, I have to thank you for this alone."

"Except for me, here are all children with defects in bloodlines in the eyes of outsiders."

"Now that I am here, there is still a connection between them and the so-called normal people outside. I am really worried that if one day I am gone, they have no one else but each other. At this time, they will Won't you be driven crazy by this society?"

"Children are filial, I often think so when I have a lot of free time."

"Until I met you."

The wise eyes of the old man looked at Ronggui and then Xiaomei gently again.

"Thank you."

The old man sincerely thanked the two little men.

Being thanked by such a respected old man, Ronggui scratched his head at a loss, then smiled:

"Don't thank me, we are fellow villagers"

Then, the old man also smiled: "Yes, we are fellow villagers."