Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 286 Whole Fish Feast

Before entering the house, I didn’t feel much. The outside air was circulating, and the damp humidity accounted for a large part of the sense of smell. One of the only two windows in the house was closed, and the other was opened with a small slit for ventilation. Generally speaking, the environment occlusion.

Food is supposed to be delicious and tempting.

But those present didn't think so.

"Do it." Wen Jianyuan greeted, and he pointed to a few chairs beside a round table, "Sit next to your aunt, Taotao. Who can drink better? Sit with me?"

As he said that, the middle-aged man brought two bottles of wine from the ground to the table, as if he was about to open his mouth to drink.

"Wen Tao" subconsciously wanted to refuse on behalf of others, but the policeman with a short cut behind her stopped her.

"Let me come." Xia Chengyin shook his head invisibly, then sat next to Wen Jianyuan, "I'll drink with you."

There is one thing to say, the wine table culture is a bad civilization.

Gao Tianyi was seated next.

The young man blinked his glasses twice, then sat next to his Brother Xia, like a mischievous younger brother teasing his elder brother, he quietly reached out his hand to find the phone in Xia Chengyin's pocket.

Of course, Xia Chengyin stretched out his hand to beat him, and the middle-aged male couple over there persuaded him a few words, saying that boys of this age are just a little lively.

"Yeah, you have to take good care of it." Xia Chengyin replied.

Only those who were standing behind and hadn't sat down could see that Gao Tianyi had a triangular piece of yellow paper between his fingertips, and stuffed it into Xia Chengyin's pocket in the name of touching his phone.

Tang Nuo sat down behind him, followed by Baisu, and "Wen Tao" was next to her aunt, and a round table was arranged like this.

After sitting down, the smell of fish got closer.

This is a table full of fish.

You can see the shadow of fish in every dish, and the middle ones are mainly fish. The cooks are very skilled. The fried fish is crispy and golden, the steamed fish is refreshing and translucent, and the grilled fish is tender and juicy. From the front of the table The wafting aroma will no longer tempt people to pick up chopsticks, pick up thinly sliced ​​meat drenched in sauce, and put it in their mouths.

However, the plate is all sea fish.

They live in the mountains and eat sea fish.

In fact, from the geographical point of view of the village, it is not difficult to go to the seaside. The map tells people that as long as they jump down the cliff behind the village and drop hundreds of meters vertically, they will flow into the sea along the water if they are lucky.

But if you want to go normally, the mountain road is very winding, and you won't be able to get there in a long time, let alone the time to return.

And the kind-hearted woman recommends it like this: "The fish has just been caught, and it is still alive before firing. It is absolutely fresh, so try it."

"Aunt...is this one too?"

"Wen Tao" pointed to a plate of salt-baked saury very close to her with chopsticks. The fish with crispy yellow skin lay there slenderly, with its eyes facing her.

The middle-aged woman still nodded, and replied without feeling anything wrong: "Yes, it was still alive and kicking when it was processed. If you want to eat it, remember to squeeze the lemon juice on the side."

"Wen Tao" pulled the chopsticks twice, but did not eat.

"If you want to see it, I will take you to the backyard to see it later. There are still a few kept in the tank." The middle-aged woman continued to talk, but no one moved her chopsticks for a long time, and her eyes couldn't help being weird, "Why? ...don't you eat it?"

The middle-aged man who was still pouring wine, and the middle-aged woman who was smiling at them all raised their heads and looked at them with serious eyes.

Even the fish, the fish on the plate seemed to come alive, and the dead eyes of the fish turned around and turned to the other people sitting.

——Being watched, watched.

Those who hadn't moved their chopsticks couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat, and their hands froze on the table.

To clamp or not to clamp, to eat or not to eat, this is a matter of death.

At this scene, if you say that the food on the table is harmless, the eight-year-old—the little girl who sent it back before them—wouldn’t believe it.

No one knows what the consequences will be if you eat it, so the best option is not to eat it.

But if you don't eat... Someone tried to put down the chopsticks, and just moved his hand for a moment, the eyes of the couple were glued to his hand.

Wet, but also sticky and muddy eyes.

The human brain works fast.

One person said it’s okay to avoid fish, but three or four people don’t?No way, let this excuse come out... Will this couple fall apart?
Anyway, give it a try first.

The inch-headed police officer coughed twice, and while continuing to brainstorm, he wanted to speak, but before he could speak, someone moved first.

The black-haired young man didn't have the vision to read the air at all. He stretched his arms forward, and his elbow hit the table with a loud sound, which attracted the attention of the couple.

Then he stretched his chopsticks straight towards the dishes on the table, before the humans could stop them, he took a large chopstick and put it into his mouth.

To be honest, apart from the fact that this fish has a wrong origin, it still tastes pretty good.

Baisu chewed it twice, his eyes lit up.

"Delicious." There was only one voice on the table, Baisu picked up one chopstick after another, and said while chewing, "This... bad fried fish fillet? It's well cooked."

The fish fillets are white, the sauce is golden, the color is attractive, and the smell is salty.

Seeing someone eat with chopsticks, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed. The expression of the middle-aged woman in charge of cooking changed, thinking that someone appreciated her craftsmanship, and a flowery smile appeared on her face.

"Yeah, it's delicious, right? If it's delicious, eat more. This mullet is very fat."

The middle-aged woman smiled and served Baisu some vegetables.

"Eat, eat more, eat more fish."

Baisu squinted her eyes in response, and continued to talk to the middle-aged woman: "Then tell me about these dishes. I didn't eat fish much before, so I couldn't recognize them."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." The middle-aged woman smiled kindly.

The black-haired young man always came, he ate very fast, and he didn't spit out the bones, which made people very worried about his throat.

The middle-aged woman just asked a few words with such concern, so Baisu vomited fish bones a few times instead.

In fact, compared to spitting out bones, Baisu still felt that it was more convenient to swallow them all for digestion, but in order to conform to human habits, he made a change.

After a while, the plates on the table were half empty.

It seemed too late for the others to stop. Seeing that one of the couple's attention had been drawn away, the policeman with an inch head changed the subject and began to persuade Wen Jianyuan to drink, drinking one cup after another.

After drinking for three rounds, the middle-aged man was drunk, but Xia Chengyin was fine, with only a slight blush on his face, he didn't look like he was drunk at all.

Except for Bai Li, no one on the table had really touched the chopsticks. The rest of the people were picking up the rice in the bowl, lowering their heads, and occasionally making eye contact.

Qi Zhuyue: Is it okay for Baisu to eat like this?
Gao Tianyi: Should...?Is this the amount of food an anchor eats? Shocking.

Tang Nuo: Let's go back and do a check... But we have to thank him.

Thanks to Baisu for taking the whole table of fish and not letting other people eat this slightly bad food.

Humans didn't eat much, barely ate a third of their fullness, and spent the rest of the time secretly observing.

Observe Wen Jianyuan and his wife, and also observe Baisu.

One of the couple was drunk and talking nonsense. The middle-aged man is a typical type who starts to get sleepy after being drunk, and he will not go crazy with alcohol; She even sends out invitations, asking people if they want to go to the backyard to see the fish, and she welcomes people to come and eat later.

As for Baisu... the black-haired young man was eating happily, clearing one plate and the next with a hearty smile on his face, without any change in appearance, especially his cheeks.

In fact, there are still changes.

Unbeknownst to humans, the fish slipped into the belly from the throat, and was quickly digested in the monster's non-standard organs, turning into a cloud of cold energy, which instantly crashed into the surrounding organs.

Normally speaking, the cold energy will be integrated into the human body, bringing about some bad changes.

Physically, physically, spiritually.

However, this energy rushed into the body of non-human beings, without even a chance to wreak havoc, it was swallowed up by the organs that were essentially white flocs.

On the outside, the black-haired young man let out a sigh.

Facing the concerned gaze of the middle-aged woman, Baisu said, "It seems to be stuck in a fishbone."

The middle-aged woman quickly said, "Hurry up and swallow a big mouthful of rice, the small fishbone should be able to be suppressed."

Baisu answered with her mouth closed, and then, as the middle-aged woman wished, she swallowed a big mouthful of rice.

The fish bone seemed to be squeezed and swallowed. The black-haired young man cleared his throat, showing a rescued expression.

After that, nothing else went wrong, only at the end of the dinner, the middle-aged woman showed a bit of a tangled expression.

She belatedly realized that the entire table seemed to have been fed into Baisu's stomach, while the others at the table ate some rice and at most a few mouthfuls of fish as a side dish.

"Are you... full?" The middle-aged woman asked, "You don't seem to have eaten much, Taotao, are you still hungry?"

The rest shook their heads repeatedly, expressing that they were full and did not need another meal, while the black-haired young man stood up from the chair, showing his flat stomach.

There is no trace of ups and downs, even the members of the special department who are companions can't help but start thinking at this moment, where the food they ate went, and even worried, is it the fish...

Without giving humans time to worry for too long, Baisu rolled his dark eyes.

He looked towards the backyard and said bluntly, "Can you take me to see the fish raised in the backyard, I'm right... well, I want to see what these fish look like."

After hearing this, the middle-aged woman's attention was immediately diverted from the question of whether others had enough to eat, and she also stood up.

"Okay, this way." Without caring about clearing the table, the middle-aged woman led him out of the room.

Before the black-haired young man followed and left, he turned his head and blinked at the people in the room. Except for the drunk Wen Jianyuan, everyone else saw it.

After they left, Qi Zhuyue asked in a low voice: "What is he blinking for, let us follow?"

Tang Nuo glanced outside and reached out to grab Gao Tianyi's neckline who was trying to sneak away.

The young man wearing glasses pushed the minor back to his seat and replied, "It should not be followed."

No matter how you look at it, the goal of a group of people following behind is too big. It's better to stay here and deal with the dishes on this table.

"Did you bring the equipment?"

"Bring it."

The stopped young man sighed, took out a few things from his large tracksuit pocket and handed them out, which were the same as the bag for collecting the black mud.

The three of them quickly took advantage of Xia Chengyin's obstruction and Baisu's lead to leave, and scraped the plate that was still stained with minced fish on the table. The whole process took less than 5 minutes.

During the period, the plates and bowls collided, making a harsh sound.

"Hic." Surprised by the sound, Wen Jianyuan raised his head from his arms, and he saw the "niece" and her friend sitting dazedly.

"Eat... eat more." The middle-aged man murmured, "Eat more fish... it's fish in the sea."

……

As mentioned before, the house where Wen Jianyuan and his wife live is similar in structure to the place where Baisu and the others live. The entrance is a small front yard, a tree is planted in the front yard, and there is a path behind the tree that runs along the side of the house to the backyard.

And the backyard... there are some strange things there.

It is full of fish tanks, and at a glance, there are transparent glass fish tanks piled up there, filled with water and swimming with fish.

A thick and long water pipe climbed from a corner of the top tank, and it can be seen from the continuous agitation of the pipe that the water was taken from there.

However, it is impossible to see where the water pipes finally came from. The long pipes were erected on the courtyard wall, and the one behind sank into the sea of ​​trees, and finally disappeared.

The liquid flowing out of the pipe continued to overflow from the topmost tank, flooded to the next layer, and the above process was repeated, and the liquid poured all the way to the ground.

If there is no drainage facility in the backyard, it will soon be flooded with water, actually?Going a little further in will dig down-facing leaks all around the perimeter of the backyard.

I just don't know why, but the sound of running water didn't come over, as if it was cut off.

And...he seems to know why the damp and fishy smell in this village is so heavy.

Baisu pinched his nose.

The middle-aged woman did not step into the puddle by herself at all, and the shoe surface made a crackling sound when it touched the ground. She walked to a water tank, pointed to the fish in it, and told Baisu, how to cook this fish? tasty.

Baisu followed, the middle-aged woman whispered in his ears, and his eyes met the eyes of the fish behind the glass tank.

The fish eyes emitted a strange light, and their eyes were no longer dull, as if they had abundant emotions.

The fish's mouth opened and closed, as if talking about something.

However, in the next second, the middle-aged woman who picked up the fishing tool at the side smashed the stick into the water at once, and at the same time as the water splashed, it accurately knocked out the fish that had moved.

"Sigh." The middle-aged woman sighed, "I'm sorry, these fish are sometimes a little disobedient."

The fainted fish turned its belly and slowly floated to the surface of the water, and some redness that was difficult to catch with the naked eye spread in the dark water color.

Before anyone could observe carefully, the middle-aged woman had already changed the topic.

"By the way, I still have fish that I cherish very much."

The middle-aged woman mysteriously walked to the other corner of the backyard, and placed a large water tank next to the same row of glass fish tanks, half the height of a person, with a mismatched wooden cover on it, also with plumbing access.

Seeing Baisu following, the middle-aged woman lifted the cover.

Under the dim moonlight, Baisu saw a long flat fish coiled there, its silver-gray body dotted with red spines.

When the light fell, the fish subconsciously dodged downwards, hiding its ugly face under its huge figure.

(End of this chapter)