MMB Chapter 193
Chapter 193
Chapter 193
When a person is hesitant to speak and only half-spoken, you only need to look at him with wide eyes and focus, and wait silently, and he will naturally continue.
"Miss Boss, here is a plate of belly tip, and three bowls of haggis soup." Master Fei ordered.
"I don't want to drink soup." Yanxi declined.
"Sorry, I ordered the three bowls of haggis soup for myself." Master Fei smiled, revealing the black soot stains on his teeth.
It's too careless to do him such a big favor, and let yourself and Louis watch him eat alone?
Lao Pao's hospitality is not good!
"Ma'am, let's order the ones we ordered in the back room yesterday." Master Fei saw Yanxi's displeasure, but he was actually teasing him on purpose.
The proprietress ran over, looked and looked, wiped her hands vigorously on the apron, and asked, "Brother Li, there are only three of you, you can't eat those."
"These two little brothers helped me a lot today. You must eat something good. You don't care if you can eat it or not, just serve it to us." Master Fei watched the proprietress go away, reached out and put the ghost-masked blood lion on the table. In the middle, then said: "Look at you two."
Louis held his breath, put his face next to the walnut, his eyes narrowed into a line, as if he could understand.
"I don't have white gloves here, can I touch them? I can't touch your bag, can I?" Yanxi thought of the old expert brought by Brother Xi, who was wearing gloves.
"It's okay, after all my life, I can't be touched by you, so don't worry about taking it." Master Fei smoked one cigarette after another, making Yanxi's throat choke.
Seeing him coughing, Master Fei raised the soles of his feet again, put out the cigarette on the sole of his shoe and said, "Sorry, I forgot that you two don't know how to do this. I'm an old smoker, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't have something in my mouth. well."
Yanxi picked up the walnut and exclaimed.
Of course he doesn't understand Wenwan, the reason for wow is that this walnut is so heavy, it's like a small iron egg, and the thief will drop his hand.
Not to mention the smoothness and oily color, it is enough to kill ordinary goods by hundreds of streets.
What's strange is its texture, which includes the rough and large lines of a lion's head with big thick tendons, and the small bumps similar to the lion's head of a unicorn. Moreover, the large lines are surrounded by small bumps, which look very much like a picture. Fierce grimace.
No wonder it is called a ghost-faced blood lion.
"Lion head, do you two understand?" Master Fei's deep eyes met the two of them.
Louis shook his head, Yanxi stuck out his tongue and said, "I know the edible lion's head better."
Master Fei was overjoyed, and gave a detailed introduction to the two youngsters: "Among the types of lion heads, the top two are unicorns and big thick ribs, and mine has something to do with these two.
The selling point of Kirin is that it is delicate and feels good when plated.
The selling point of the big thick gluten is different, it is mysterious.
How mysterious is it? It can be said that except for the sellers, no one knows where the walnuts grow. Even the place of origin has always been a mystery, and the quantity is extremely rare.
When my grandfather was young, or before liberation, he ran around collecting antiques all over the country.
You should have heard an old saying that antiques are hidden in prosperous times, and gold is hidden in troubled times.
At that time, it was the darkest period before dawn. Many wealthy families fled and disposed of many family heirlooms at a low price.
My grandfather just wanted to take advantage of the off-season to collect some goods.
Once when he came to northern Hebei to receive goods, he encountered robbers on the road, and a couple was blocked by three or five big men.
My grandfather was a man who worked in the martial arts team, and he can do a few tricks when he meets ordinary people.
Regardless of the large number of big men, he was beaten away by him.
The rescued couple happened to have a century-old walnut tree in their home, which produced thick tendons.
My grandfather recognized it at a glance, but Wenwan walnuts were still very unpopular in those days, and the popularity of collecting them was not even as good as ordinary Buddhist bead bracelets.
In order to thank them for saving their lives, they carefully picked a twig from the tree, saying that as long as they found a suitable tree and grafted it, they would be able to live.
My grandfather rushed back to the imperial capital with this sapling, and asked a friend for a Qilin tree.
Three times, five divisions and two divisions, it was grafted and planted in my yard.
After raising them for several years, they can finally produce walnuts, but their appearance is not satisfactory.
I don't know if it's the climate or the soil, but it just disappointed him.
Although the walnuts produced are not good, there are quite a few colleagues in the industry who come to see the big and thick grains.
There are more people who come to see it, and it is inevitable that some people will have a wrong mind.
Usually, there are quite a lot of family members in my yard. My grandfather just has a few younger brothers and sisters, and uncles and uncles. Let’s make a big family.
But one day, the whole family went out to watch a theater, and only the ancestors were left at home.
When watching a play, my grandfather's eyelids twitched, and his heart was always uneasy.
Not halfway through the performance, he found an excuse to go home early.
As soon as I opened the gate of the yard, I saw a person stealing the tree. More than half of the soil under the tree was shoveled off, and even the roots of the tree came out.
What to do?Of course it is a fight!
The previous five big men were nothing to worry about, but this time there is only one person, so it can't be done?
During the fight, the thief fell to the side of the tree, hit his head on the shovel used for shoveling soil, and broke a big hole, bleeding profusely.
The blood stained the soil red, but luckily no one was killed.
It's not that I'm afraid of repaying my life debt, if someone dies in my family, it's quite embarrassing, isn't it?
The thief was handcuffed by the police station, and the piece of soil was sealed back as it was.
Unexpectedly, the walnuts produced that year were particularly successful, and one of them had both the characteristics of big thick ribs and unicorn, which made my grandfather very happy.
This is the one you see now.
He made up his mind to put the walnuts out on a plate, thinking that he would sell them for a good price when the peaceful day came.
But ever since he started panning the walnuts, accidents happened one after another at home.
My second grandfather is a good swimmer, not bragging, saying that he doesn’t have too many white stripes in the waves, just like the Kunming Lake in the Summer Palace, swimming two or three laps in one breath is no problem.
Every winter, he would go to Houhai, dig a long ice hole by the lake with a group of old revolutionaries, and take a winter swim for more than ten minutes.
It was like this every year, and no one thought that something would happen suddenly.
In the winter of that year, the weather was the same as usual, and the ice holes they dug were also the same as usual, but after he entered the water, he never rose up again, and there were no people alive or dead or corpses, just disappeared alive.
When the ice melted in spring, the family specially invited professional corpse hunters.
The lake in Houhai was said to be big or small, and after more than half a month of salvage, there was nothing.
Others said that it might have been eaten by the fish in the lake.
However, there are many children in the family, and the grief did not last as long as expected.
But just as the family recovered, Third Grandpa had an accident again.
My third grandfather likes to gamble. There used to be a big gambling stall in the west of the city. As long as he had some spare money, he would go there for a spin.
Luck is average, like everyone else, you lose more than you win.
After my second grandfather disappeared, he kept holding back.
One is that he is not in the mood, and the other is that he does not dare, a tree has a skin, a person has a face, his brother is gone, and he has no heart to go to a gambling stall, and others will poke him in the back when he sees it of.
But the more you hold back, the bigger the addiction will be.
Seeing that the house had basically returned to its previous state, he boldly went there for a while.
But I didn't expect that there would be no return.
He didn't lose to death. On the contrary, he was very lucky that day. He bought big and opened big, bought small and opened small, and even bought the leopard.
It can be said that extreme joy begets sorrow, he has never been so smooth in his life, holding the big silver dollar he won, he didn't even go out the door of the gambling stall, his eyes turned white, foaming at the mouth, and fell to the ground.
According to the family, after fainting, the tongue blocked the trachea, and he was suffocated to death.
The two brothers died strangely, and the neighbors around them were rumored for a while, and there were rumors of everything.
Some of them attributed the cause to the walnut tree, saying it was an evil tree.
People in that era were very superstitious, and would rather believe something like this than believe it.
The ancestor of the family gave an order and burned the tree with a fire.
My grandfather was distressed, and his life was at stake, so he gritted his teeth and participated in the tree burning ceremony.
The ancestor may have experienced two consecutive white-haired people sending black-haired people, and his heart was exhausted. Not long after the tree was burned, the old ancestor also left.
Alas, the old ancestor is gone, and the family is like the backbone of the family, and it is scattered all at once.
Walking and moving, almost only my grandpa and great-grandpa were left guarding the house.
Not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China, my grandfather saw that the good day had finally arrived, and took out the walnuts that had been on the market for many days to find buyers.
It's a pity, people at that time were poor, and even the founding fathers lived a hard life like everyone else, who can afford the price?
I had no choice but to keep going.
But the more he went, the more evil the blood on that walnut's face became, and he followed like a demon, liking it so much that he really couldn't bear to sell it. "
(End of this chapter)