Druid's Country Retirement

Chapter 16 The old man
Return to the scene of the accident.

While lamenting his tragic situation at that time, San Pao pointed to the booth across the street with a signboard with a cloth curtain in the Chinese character Wei.

"Lao Wei's mutton soup has been featured on the government TV station. It is a special delicacy in Songbai Town. Many foreigners drive hundreds of kilometers just to come and drink a bowl of mutton soup."

After finishing speaking, Sanpao swaggered into the booth, followed by Li Hongbing, leaving the pan goat outside the booth to play by himself.

To be honest, the booth is very simple.

The open-air stalls are surrounded by simple wooden boards, and there are a few old and repaired long square tables and a dozen Mazha scattered inside.

The kitchen is also in the open air, a countertop covered in oil, and a muddy earthen stove covered in black grease.

A welded iron pan is placed on the stove, and a large pot with a diameter of one meter is placed on the stove of another oil drum. The mutton is cooked in it and emits a burst of aroma. A freshly slaughtered lamb is hanging beside the cauldron, and it is still oozing blood. whole sheep.

The stall was full of guests who came to eat, the noisy country slang pushing cups and changing dishes, and the steaming lamb soup pot immediately gave the stall an infinite sense of human fireworks.

The boss is a middle-aged couple, the male is about 45, and the apron on his body is full of traces of oil stains. If it is placed in the city, it will be regarded as substandard hygiene.

The middle-aged man was standing in front of the counter, holding a kitchen knife to cut meat, and a towel was hung around his neck, which he used to wipe off his sweat when it was hot. The middle-aged woman was busy collecting bowls, cleaning the table, and greeting The guests are seated.

Although he is busy, his face is filled with a happy smile.

Now past breakfast, the stalls are still overcrowded.

San Pao looked around, but couldn't find a place, so he yelled at the middle-aged woman who was cleaning the dishes.

"Sister-in-law Jinzhi, make room for my brothers, I want to eat mutton today."

Hearing Sanpao's voice, the middle-aged woman raised her head abruptly, with surprise on her face, she approached quickly, looked up and down, and said, "Sanpao, you are fine, my sister-in-law saw you vomit blood yesterday."

Hi!
San Pao put his arms around Li Hongbing's shoulder heartlessly, and Li Hongbing naturally knew that San Pao would know what shit he was shitting as soon as he pouted.

"do not"

It was too late to stop him, Sanpao flaunted, "It's okay, do you know who is next to me? I’m going to invite you to dinner today.”

Mrs. Li of Caogou Village.

This name is not generally resounding in the forest area. Even though Old Master Li has been gone for more than 20 years, he is still invited out to pay respects from time to time.

As the saying goes, Laozi is a hero and son is a hero, let alone grandpa.

That medical skill that frightens ghosts and gods must have been inherited.

The older gluttons in the booth naturally knew the reputation of Mrs. Li, no matter whether they recognized him or not, they greeted Li Hongbing one after another. The young people only heard it from their parents, but it was only passed down from word to mouth, and they didn’t believe that Chinese medicine was so powerful. magic.

At this time.

The middle-aged stall owner in Old Wei's house put down the kitchen knife in his hand, wiped his two greasy hands vigorously in his apron, and walked over excitedly.

"I said that the magpies were crying early in the morning. It turned out that Uncle Hongbing came. Uncle Hongbing, we haven't seen each other for almost 30 years!"

"Is that so?" Li Hongbing looked at the face of another man called his uncle carefully, but he really didn't have much impression.

"I, Wei Damin, 32 years ago, my father went to Caogou Village to ask the old man to see a doctor. I had to go in time, or my father would have left. You were only so tall at that time, with two snot hanging from your nose, sucking and sucking .”

As he spoke, Wei Damin gestured with his palm to his knee.

sweat!
I was only six years old that year, so I don’t need to imitate it one-on-one!
Li Hongbing shook hands with Wei Zhongmin in embarrassment, and the latter hurriedly yelled at his wife, Aunt Jin Zhi, "Stupid girls, I didn't see Uncle Hongbing coming, go and make room."

Sister-in-law Jin Zhi is a foreigner. When she got married, Mrs. Li had been away for several years. She didn't know what the name represented, but from the words of the head of the family, she knew that this young elder in front of her had saved her father-in-law.

Then he walked towards a square table with guests, but was stopped by Li Hongbing halfway, "Sister-in-law, we are all guests, so there is no need."

"Then" To be honest, if it weren't for the head of the house to make a fuss, middle-aged women really don't want to do the thing of chasing guests away.

"Stupid girl, use this." Wei Damin turned around and cleared out the square table full of side dishes, and San Pao hurriedly took over the table, "Old Wei, I'll come, I'll come, you go and get busy, the guests are already lined up!"

But no, in such a short time, a long queue has already formed in front of the booth.

Sanpao took a look inside the booth with a square table in his arms. There was really no place to put it. Li Hongbing pointed outside, "Put it by the side of the road, don't affect people's business."

In this way, the square table was placed on the side of the road.

Did not wait to be seated.

Wei Damin came over with a wooden tray, on which were four piles of juicy mutton and haggis. Behind him, Mrs. Jinzhi was carrying a large pot of mutton soup, flatbread, pickles, peppers, seasonings, and a bottle of earthenware pot.

"Hey, old Wei, you've done a lot of bloodletting today, and all the wine has been taken out." San Pao saw the earthenware pot, and introduced it to Li Hongbing after making fun of it, "Brother Hongbing, this is from Old Wei's house. The ancestral mung bean roast is usually reluctant to take out."

Wei Damin chuckled, "It depends on who comes. If Uncle Hongbing comes to eat mutton soup every day, I will invite Uncle Hongbing to drink mung bean roast every day."

Soon, the square table was full.

Sudden.

Sanpao bounced off the Mazha like an electric shock, pointed to a dish on the table and shouted in horror, "Take it away, take this thing away quickly."

Li Hongbing looked in the direction, it was a plate of stewed carrots, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, probably this guy would shiver at the sight of carrots for the rest of his life.

"Sanpao, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Jin Zhi didn't know why, carrots go with mutton. In the past, when Sanpao ate mutton soup, she had to add an extra bowl of carrots.

"I, I." Naturally, San Pao wouldn't say that just because he ate a carrot, he was almost killed by a sheep. If it got out, he wouldn't have been laughed at for decades.

"Sister-in-law Jinzhi, Sanpao is allergic to carrots." Li Hongbing helped to find a reason.

Allergic to carrots.

Rural people are still so hypocritical.

Mrs. Jin Zhi gave someone a contemptuous look, and took away the carrot. Wei Damin smiled and let the two eat slowly, and then returned to the stove to deal with the long queue.

Li Hongbing put the mutton soup in front of him. It was a thick white soup with a little scallion floating in it. He took a sip. The soup base was mellow and delicious.

Good taste.

As soon as you drink it, you can taste the mutton bone soup that is slowly boiled in a big pot. There is no high-tech added, only the pure mutton fragrance.

San Pao, who had calmed down, also picked up the sea bowl, picked up a large piece of mutton from the plate, shook it into the soup, and then put it in his mouth, looking satisfied.

"Brother, you need to add meat to the soup. Hey, grandson of Wei, today is really a bloodletting. The mutton is as thick as a finger."

Li Hongbing rolled his eyes at him, and picked up a chopstick of mutton and put it into the soup, "Eating meat can't stop your mouth."

Li Hongbing secretly praised the meat. The mutton is fresh and has no smell. No wonder so many people would rather wait in a long line to eat a bowl of mutton soup.

"Brother, try Lao Wei's mung bean stew, there are medicinal materials in it, it's good for that." With a smile that men can understand on Sanpao's face, he picked up the earthen jar and poured it into a cup.

Li Hongbing picked up the wine glass, the mung bean wine was green and slightly yellow, and the wine was transparent.Take a sip, the throat is soft, the taste is mellow and refreshing, and the aftertaste is sweet with honey.

Good wine!

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(End of this chapter)