God Killer

A man with three or four twos all over his body, a few pimples on his face, and a small-eyed man who always smiles, but don't look at this man smiling, there is always a gloomy feeling in his eyes, this guy Zheng Xian is here If you say it, you can definitely recognize it at a glance, it is the small eye of Sixiangmen.

"Old Wang, this is your hometown, you have to find us a good place to eat."

A man with a fat head and a thick body scratched his bald scalp and looked around: "No, I've been away from here for decades, and now I don't even know a single grass here, let alone find food, but since I'm back, No matter what, you have to try the local dishes.”

"Our Yangzhou cuisine is famous all over the world. It is true that one of the four major cuisines in the country has a history of more than 1600 years."

"What stewed crab powder lion head, boiled dried silk, three sets of duck, crystal meat, squirrel fish, Liangxi crispy eel, eight-treasure gourd, grilled pig's head, colorful butterfly flying, Yangzhou Wuting bridge, pipa prawns, chrysanthemum conch Wait, what Red Mansion Banquet, Three Heads Banquet, Whole Lotus Root Banquet, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t other therefore makes my mouth sour!"

At this time, a head got out of the car, and when it heard this sentence, it burst out with a loud splash.

The fat-headed Old Wang laughed and said: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you are the only one who is greedy, and you haven't seen enough to eat yet, so that's it?"

Lao Wang suddenly sighed slightly while talking: "My younger brother doesn't know what's wrong now, there was a little misunderstanding at first, and more than 20 years have passed in a flash, hey, my younger brother, he just doesn't do what I ask him to do. , I told him to go east, but he insisted on going west. I told him to enter the Four Phases Gate to practice with me. He insisted on opening a restaurant on the edge of the city. After all, he was bewitched by that woman. Alas, I haven't contacted him for 20 years, so I don't know if he is dead or not now."

The fat-headed old king fell silent, and within ten seconds of silence, there was a sudden sound of Gululu beside him. It was Xiaobai's bowel rumbling like a drum, and the fat-headed old king's melancholy was stirred up at once.

"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm very hungry..." Xiaobai muttered like a little shou chanting sutras, still swallowing.

Fat-headed Old Wang couldn't help but cursed with a smile, "You're so hungry! You're so fucking hungry."

Xiaobai's mouth rattled endlessly, the fat-headed Old Wang showed a look of forgiving me, nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay, okay, before the sect master and the others arrive, I'll treat you to something to eat. of."

Xiaobai gulped down a big mouthful of saliva, and then gurgled endlessly.

The three of them wandered along the street. The fat-headed Old Wang looked all the way, as if he was looking for something, but he shook his head as he walked, apparently finding nothing.

Twenty years have passed, and he can hardly recognize Yangzhou city at all. The city in his memory can't be integrated with the current city at all.

The three of them were walking all the way, when a scent came, Xiaobai drifted past along with it, the fat-headed old king and the thin man named Xiaoyan'er only realized after walking a dozen steps, hurriedly Turning his head, Xiaoyan'er caught up with Xiaobai in a few steps, grabbed Xiaobai's hand and pulled Xiaobai back.

Xiaobai stared straight at a woman. Of course, Xiaobai was not staring at the woman's body. His fish monster must not be interested in this. His eyeballs that bulged like light bulbs at this time were staring at it. It was a bag of Malatang in the woman's hand.

The smell escaped from the small mouth of the bag and permeated the entire road. If it wasn't for Xiao Yaner who pulled Xiao Bai back, Xiao Bai would definitely be able to snatch the Mala Tang from the woman's hand.

The fat-headed Old Wang slapped Xiaobai on the back of the head and said, "I made Malatang, but you didn't eat it back then."

Xiaobai covered the back of his head, his thin body swayed a few times like a dead tree branch in the wind, then Xiaobai stared at Old Wang with big eyes resentfully, his stomach growling non-stop.

Fat-headed Old Wang couldn't bear to see such pitiful eyes, covered his eyes and said: "Forget it, let me take you to eat, don't look at me, don't look at me..."

Xiao Yan'er looked back at the name on the Mala Tang bag, and said, "What's up with the cook? Bao Tang, tsk tsk cook Bao Tang, that's a good name."

Lao Wang snorted coldly and said, "Ma La Tang is Mala Tang, what kind of cook's treasure soup, tsk tsk, thought that if the name is made like Western food, a broken Mala Tang will be taller?"

As a cook, the fat-headed old king naturally has no one to eat his own mala tang, but the ones made by others are quite attractive and he is worried.

But Xiaobai is a poor kid, so I reluctantly took him to eat for his pitiful sake. At least Malatang is cheaper, otherwise, if you really want to eat Yangzhou cuisine, it would be worthless ?Malatang costs 30 yuan and the three of them can get it all done.

Fat-headed Old Wang and his party walked along the street for more than ten minutes. Sure enough, they saw a red signboard of Chu Niang Bao Tang in the corner of the street. There are no free tables.

Xiao Yan'er was not very interested in this kind of food that women eat, and shouted: "There is no place here, let's eat squirrel fish. I have eaten that food before. It is crispy and refreshing. This Yangzhou method must be better."

The fat-headed Old Wang hurriedly said: "Why are you afraid of queuing? Let's eat here. There are no seats inside. We can sit on the side of the road and eat. How can this matter trouble us men?",

Xiaobai's head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.It's all here, how can Xiaobai miss it?

Although Xiao Yan'er was unwilling, but Xiao Bai was really pitiful, so he reluctantly nodded.

Afterwards, the fat-headed Old Wang went into the chef's Baotang Malatang shop, bought three servings of Malatang and came back with a few big steamed buns.

But it seems that there is something wrong with Old Wang, Xiaobai has already eaten it, wishing to chew his tongue, his small eyes did not move, looked at Old Wang and frowned: "What's the matter?"

The fat-headed Old Wang scratched his bald head, then smiled and said: "It's nothing, looking at a photo, it looks a bit like an acquaintance, but I can't figure it out that he is asleep."

Xiaoyan'er smiled wretchedly and said: "Male and female? Don't even think about men, and don't even think about women if they are dinosaurs. If you have a bit of beauty, then you must not let it go!"

Old Wang slapped his small eyes and scolded with a smile: "You are as thick as a willow catkin, and you still think about these dirty things every day."

As Lao Wang said, he opened the Mala Tang, stretched his chopsticks in and randomly picked a chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, and threw it into his mouth. After chewing for a few times, Lao Wang made a sound of um, huh, and ate it like Xiaobai in surprise. up.

Small eyes revealed a look of disdain, "What's there to eat in a broken Malatang, what a bitch, I'm going to panic on your behalf."

Xiao Yan'er also picked some Flammulina velutipes, dipped them into the soup and threw them into his mouth. After chewing a couple of mouthfuls, Xiao Yan'er began to cry, "It's been a long time since I've eaten food like this."

If this remark would have offended Lao Wang in normal times, it is a pity that Lao Wang has no time to vent his anger on him and is concentrating on fighting Malatang.

"One more, I'll come tomorrow!" Xiaobai said firmly after eating up all the Malatang in the bowl and licking off the soup. No one doubted Xiaobai's determination.

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In the next three days, Xiaobai, the fat-headed old Wang and Xiaoyan almost grew up in the spicy soup shop of the chef's treasure soup.

Not only them, because this Malatang is really delicious, they also brought here the disciples of the Sixiangmen who came in batches one after another to have a big meal here. The appetites of immortal cultivators can't be satisfied, and how much they can eat is not enough. But immortal cultivators are not very popular in this world after all. To put it bluntly, you are like a lost dog, so they don't dare to be too arrogant, and it's almost enough for each person to serve a bowl every time.

In the past three days, Lao Wang has been wandering around Yangzhou City. Unfortunately, after wandering for a long time, he couldn't even find his own home, let alone his younger brother. No, Lao Wang wanted to find someone to inquire about it, but he couldn't find it. In the end, Lao Wang had no choice but to give up, and he could only rely on fate.

On the fourth day, Pharaoh walked into the store wearing big underpants, a big vest, and carrying a big basin. This was his typical attire, and everyone thought he was a migrant worker.

Lao Wang’s way of buying Malatang is indeed like that of migrant workers. He uses a big pot to fill it. This pot is still a large plastic plate with a diameter of one meter. The red one is exactly the same as the big red pot used on construction sites.

When Lao Wang came to buy Malatang like this at first, he really surprised the aunt in the store. This big pot needs to hold at least [-] servings of Malatang. How heavy is this big pot?

But after Lao Wang bought it a few times like this, the aunt was no longer surprised, and said with a smile: "Old Wang is here again today? You are really on time."

Old Wang laughed, scratched his bald head and said: "The guys in my family are all wolves, and they don't have enough to eat. I used to cook them for them, but now I just need to come to you to get a portion. It was much easier before."

The aunt laughed, and then said to a woman on the other side of the counter: "Cook, I'm talking about this person, who uses a big pot to make spicy soup every day."

The cook's daughter-in-law let out a laugh and looked at the bald old Wang, and the bald old Wang also turned to look at the cook's wife. The moment their eyes met, the two of them were stunned, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The two who haven't seen each other for more than 20 years recognized each other almost instantly. After all, the fat-headed old king and the dead cook are brothers. The photos look familiar, but the photos are not as good as real people after all. When I saw a real person at this time, I immediately recognized that this was his sister-in-law, the woman who made his brother not go with him to practice in the Four Phases Sect.