Chapter 60 Cooking Pot
Xiao Changcheng stared at Shopkeeper Liu through the mist pouring out of the pot.
In Xiao Changcheng's opinion, Shopkeeper Liu's mental state seems to be much better than that of other townspeople. He seems to still retain his sanity and is not a hungry ghost dragging his body around. He is actually dead.
"Shopkeeper Liu, why are you doing this."
Xiao Changcheng's face was gloomy, he simply pointed the knife at shopkeeper Liu and asked.
"Xiao Xiao? What are you talking about? What's wrong with me?" Shopkeeper Liu saw Xiao Changcheng pointing the knife at him, and his face was full of doubts: "The folks are hungry. I want them to have enough to eat, but I really can't find any." Ingredients. I have been worrying about this for a long time."
At this point, an embarrassed but proud smile suddenly appeared on his face:
"Later I came. When I got to the street, I realized that these ingredients are not available everywhere. What are you hungry for?"
Xiao Changcheng felt very regretful and pointed at these folks:
"You call living people food ingredients?!"
"Why not?" Shopkeeper Liu said with a smile: "Xiao Xiao, you should see it more clearly than me when you go out. Our Changshan Town is pretty good, and the food is better than other villages and towns. Stick to it. It also takes longer. If you were talking about other places, wouldn’t you have already started eating rice and meat?”
He shook his head again and sighed:
“I was stupid before, too. At that time, I heard about rice meat, but I felt conflicted. Later I thought about it, so I used the pot to dig up nearby graves, found some that had just been buried, and fed them to the townspeople, but the rice meat was not enough.
“I found my wife and daughter again, and they were willing to save the townspeople, so they jumped into the pot themselves and turned into a bowl of thick soup, allowing the people in the east of the town to enjoy themselves.
“But I ran out of food again, so I wanted to jump in myself, but found that if I got into the pot, no one would take the spoon. I didn’t want the villagers to understand me, so I cut my own meat and put it in the pot. This It’s ready, everyone can eat. How beautiful!”
Xiao Changcheng's expression changed one after another, and finally he said with a sullen face:
"Shopkeeper Liu, you are suffering from hysteria."
Xiao Changcheng finally figured it out. Shopkeeper Liu really wanted to save the townspeople, but he He has no ability or ability, and he can't even save himself.
Shopkeeper Liu thought about it for a long time, and finally drilled the horn of the horn into his head. He became hysterical due to hunger and went crazy.
He truly believed that what he did was not wrong.
I just feel that I am saving the world!
"It's better than starving." Shopkeeper Liu said, taking down a broken bowl with a chipped mouth from the shelf next to him, and then scooped a bowl of soup into the big pot with an iron spoon. , poured into this broken bowl.
The soup was turbid, with oily flowers floating on the top layer. As the wind blew by, what Xiao Changcheng smelled was not the aroma of meat, but the stench of rotten meat.
"Xiao Xiao, you have worked hard outside for such a long time, and now you are finally back. Shopkeeper Liu really has nothing to entertain you here, so I will treat you to a bowl of this fairy soup.
< br>“A bowl of soup is better than a living god! Xiao Xiao, don’t let down my good intentions as the shopkeeper! ”
Shopkeeper Liu’s smile was calm and sincere.
The street was extremely quiet, no one spoke, and neither party said a word.
Xiao Changcheng was holding a knife in his hand, shopkeeper Liu was holding a bowl in his hand, and the atmosphere was tense.
"Xiao Xiao, I don't understand why you don't want to drink the fairy soup? It's obviously so bitter, why don't you even want to have a full meal?"
Shopkeeper Liu asked, his tone It was full of genuine doubts, and he couldn't understand why Xiao Changcheng was unwilling to accept his kindness.
Xiao Changcheng also raised the rice bowl Zuo Chen gave him just now.
"Shopkeeper Liu, you have already gone out to find rice. Come down now and get out of the way, and I can forget the blame. After all, you are doing it for the people of Changshan Town."
Shopkeeper Liu Guang It fell on the rice bowl in Xiao Changcheng's hand.
His eyes seemed not to be looking that way just now, and it was only now that he saw this thing in Xiao Changcheng's hand.
After staring for a long time, he murmured to himself:
"Your bowl is not enough... I used to have many bowls, much more than this... and they were all eaten by the townspeople... Your bowl is not enough..."
While talking, Liu The shopkeeper suddenly stretched out his hand to hold his head, as if he had a migraine.
"It's more than that." Xiao Changcheng shook his head: "Master Tao has rice in his hand, which can keep us full, and there is a village outside. The land is not wasteful and we can grow food! Sooner or later, Xuzhou will There is no shortage of food, so there is no need to make these rice meats." Xiao Changcheng's words reached Shopkeeper Liu's ears, and he began to scratch his hair, his eyes trembling.
Look at that, it looks like I have a splitting headache!
"Yes... you can live with rice... No, no, I didn't see the rice... Yes, yes, I did the right thing, I did the right thing!"
Muttering to himself, clenching his fists, while He hit his head hard and pulled his hair down.
Xiao Changcheng was a little confused at this point.
What's going on?
I just persuaded him to come down. Why did shopkeeper Liu's condition suddenly become so unstable?
Knocking on the meat several more times, he actually broke the scalp with just his fists, causing blood to flow down. Shopkeeper Liu suddenly raised his head, with a fierce light in his eyes:
"No! No!" Just a stinky Taoist! How can I save Xuzhou!
"Xiao Changcheng, if you don't want to drink my fairy soup, you don't recognize my actions!" I have sacrificed so much for the world. My house is gone, my money is gone, and my family is gone. You stupid boy, what do you have to say against me?
“I’m going to stew you today! Let’s see how much your meat is worth!”
With a loud shout, Shopkeeper Liu lifted the soup pot and ignored him. The townspeople sitting in front of him threw the entire bowl of soup out.
The pot of hot soup turned into steaming steam in the air in the blink of an eye, shrouding it like a thick fog.
The heat was mixed with the howling of ghosts and wolves, the sound was sharp and harsh.
Xiao Changcheng was shocked and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he heard Zuo Chen's voice coming from behind.
“Blow into the rice.”
Immediately calmed down, and regardless of the situation, Xiao Changcheng held the rice bowl and started blowing loudly.
One blow was not enough, so I blew two or three more in succession.
Following his fierce blowing, gusts of breeze arose all around, mixed with the fragrance of rice and flowing forward.
The two air currents collided, and the thick fog with corpse smell only lasted for less than half a breath, and was immediately blown away.
The air flow of the rice fragrance swept over the kneeling residents. In just a blink of an eye, they all fell to the ground, as if sleeping soundly, with smiles on their faces.
The thick fog that was blown back also rushed straight towards the door in front of Shopkeeper Liu. Shopkeeper Liu's eyes suddenly opened, and he couldn't dodge for a while, and was hit in front of him.
When the smoke dissipated, he was already standing there in a state of embarrassment.
The clothes are torn, the hair is gone, there is no good skin on the whole body, half of the face bones are even exposed, he looks like a harmful ghost.
But he still stared at Xiao Changcheng and laughed:
"I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong! It's you who are wrong!"
The whole person was fierce The ground jumped, and another man plunged into the pot.
With this leap, Shopkeeper Liu suddenly lost his figure and turned into a pot of thick soup, emitting a foul smell.
The soup pot was also bubbling, as if pairs of blood-red hands were stretching out from it, grabbing outwards!
The blood-red pot that was scalded by the fire suddenly seemed to have wisdom at this moment.
Zuo Chen, who had been watching from the side, noticed something strange about the pot and estimated that Xiao Changcheng would not be able to break it.
Just as he was thinking about when to take action, he suddenly said "Hey".
He raised his head and looked at the edge of the town.
Has anyone started a forum to do this?
Just judging from the induction... there is such an extremely subtle shadow of Qi refining?
(End of this chapter)