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Chapter 150 Large Intestine

Chapter 154 Large Intestine

The bright moon is bright and clear, and the brilliance of the moon flows on the earth like water.

The night was melting, and the dark sky was dotted with twinkling stars.

Da da da……

A fast horse gallops in this beautiful night.

The young man on horseback was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a burly body.

The soft moonlight shone on his face, revealing a resolute face, with a sense of calmness in his eyes.

This young man is none other than Dian Wei who left Hanxiang Valley and returned to Cangtong Town!

After crossing Hengduan Mountain and Maojiazhai, the journey was unimpeded.

In a blink of an eye, Sword Town arrived.

"Sword Town..."

Dian Wei looked up at the huge town.

It was late at night, and Sword Town was quiet, no sound of blacksmithing could be heard, most of the streets were dark, only a few places were hung with pale lanterns, swinging back and forth in the night wind.

"Do you want to stay overnight?"

Dian Wei planned to buy some exotic animal meat along the way.

After all, after he returned to Cangtong Town, he would mainly practice the mountain-moving skill next, and it would be impossible without the nourishment of the exotic animal meat.

But there is no night market in Sword Town, and all the shops have long been closed for rest, so they can only wait for tomorrow.

Dian Wei pondered:

If he returned directly to Cangtong Town, he would probably have to come back tomorrow, so he might as well just stay in Sword Town for one night, and it would not be too late to go back after buying the meat of the alien beast tomorrow.

Think about it.

Dian Wei began to slow down his horse, entered Sword Town at a constant speed, and walked unhurriedly on the street.

"I remember that there is an inn on that street to the east." Dian Wei looked for it while walking.

After a while, he heard a commotion.

I saw three strong men coming out of a blacksmith shop on the side of the street.

Two of them were strong, with red copper complexion, and they looked like blacksmiths who had been with flames all year round.

The other man was tall and slender, wearing a short jacket, with a knife in his waist, and disheveled hair.

"Those two are blacksmiths, and the other should be a warrior."

Dian Wei carefully observed every move of the three strong men, judging from the body movements and the sound of footsteps when walking, the young man with the knife was definitely a martial arts practitioner.

The three were talking and laughing.

"Brother Meng, thank you for coming to visit Master. The old man just caught a cold. It doesn't matter. I believe he will recover soon." A round-faced blacksmith smiled at the young man with the knife.

"Hey, why are you being polite to me? When I was young, my family was too poor to eat. Thanks to your master's help, when I practiced martial arts, your master often sponsored me. His old man treated me like a son, and his kindness was as great as a mountain. When he was sick, I could Why don't you take a look?" The young man with the knife showed a hearty smile.

"Brother Meng, are you hungry? Or, let's have supper throughout the night." Another blacksmith laughed.

The young man with the knife touched his stomach: "Don't tell me, I came all the way in a hurry, and I didn't eat lunch or dinner."

The round-faced blacksmith continued: "That's a good thing, we two brothers will treat you to a drink, so we can catch up on the old days."

The young man with the knife looked around: "It's so late, is there somewhere to eat?"

Round-faced blacksmith: "There is a stall nearby. The vendors are pretty good at crafting. They serve wine, meat, and noodles."

The young man with the knife laughed and said, "Okay, let's go eat together."

Three strong men walked forward.

Dian Wei stopped paying attention and continued to look for the inn, but the three strong men also turned into East Street.

At the entrance of an alley, there was a hazy light.

Three strong men walked into the alley.

Dian Wei passed by that place and turned his head to look into the alley.

Less than ten meters away from the entrance of the alley, there is a simple stall with only two tables and a few benches.

The owner of the stall is an old man with white hair. He built a carport, got two stoves, and put two large pots on them.

Billowing white smoke came out, making most of the alley shrouded in mist, and people could only see blurred figures after entering.

Three strong men sat down at a table.

"Boss, first serve us three bowls of hot noodle soup to satisfy our hunger, then stir-fry some special side dishes and make a jar of good wine."

The round-faced blacksmith ordered food familiarly.

The white-haired old man seemed to have lost a few teeth, and he said vaguely: "The guest wait a moment, and he will come."

Dian Wei looked in front of him, he didn't know where to find the inn.

"Go ask the old man."

Dian Wei got off his horse, took the rein and walked into the alley, came to the side of the stall, looked up at the white-haired old man under the shed.

Just as I was about to ask, I saw in vain...

The white-haired old man raised his hand, grabbed the scalp and pulled it. Suddenly, he took off his head and put it on the cutting board!

Then, he picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, lifted it up, and chopped it down violently, bang!

Chop off a lock of hair!

Throw it into a cauldron full of boiling water!

The white-haired old man grabbed his head again, put it back on his neck, walked to the cauldron, and stirred it a few times with chopsticks.

Then, he took three large bowls and spread them out one by one, fished out the white hairs from the pot, and divided them into three large bowls.

Finally scooped some soup into it.

The white-haired old man picked up three large bowls, turned around, and walked towards the three strong men on the opposite side.

"Three guests, here comes your hot noodle soup." The white-haired old man brought three bowls of noodles to the table.

The young man with the knife looked at it, smelled it, showed a bright expression, and said with a smile: "Hehe, the noodles are so fragrant!"

The round-faced blacksmith laughed and said, "It tastes even better."

The three strong men picked up the chopsticks and started to eat those hairs, chug and chomp, and couldn't stop.

The white-haired old man looked at the three of them and asked, "I can cook a lot of side dishes here. Is there anything you three particularly want to eat?"

The young man with the knife swallowed the hair in his mouth, thought for a while and said, "Is there a 'braised large intestine'?"

The white-haired old man: "Yes."

Young man with a knife: "Come here, it would be even better if it had 'spicy pig's brain'."

The white-haired old man: "All of them."

Round-faced blacksmith: "Then I want a fried pig's ear."

Another blacksmith: "I want a 'stir-fried chicken heart', I haven't eaten for a long time."

The white-haired old man made a note of it, turned around and walked back to the carport, opened his clothes, exposed his belly, took it and cut it open, pulled out a section of pink intestines, and put it on the cutting board.

Grab the knife and chop off a piece!

Then, the white-haired old man stuffed the remaining intestines into his stomach, and then cut the intestines on the cutting board into small pieces and put them on the plate.

Afterwards, he walked to another stove and removed the cauldron.

The white-haired old man rolled up his sleeves, put his hands into the fire to roast, and gradually, drops of golden fat were roasted, and then he caught them in the cauldron.

Immediately afterwards, the white-haired old man picked up the plate, poured a small piece of large intestine into it, and stir-fried it.

Fried for a while...

The white-haired old man raised his hand to goug out his left eye, crushed it, threw it into the pot, stirred it casually, and poured the contents of the pot into the plate.

A piece of braised large intestine is freshly baked!

Next, the white-haired old man took off his head again, knocked open the back of the head, revealing the head inside.

Dig a large piece, cut it into chunks, match his tears, and make "spicy pig's brain".

It's not over yet.

The white-haired old man cut off both ears, and with a pinch of underarm hair, the fried pig's ears came out quickly.

In the end, he dug out the heart, matched it with fingernails, and he also had stir-fried chicken hearts.

The four hard dishes came to the table quickly.

At this moment, the three strong men had just finished eating the hot noodle soup, and immediately smelled the irresistible delicacy, and they were all greedy.

"Boss, this side dish of yours is delicious when you look at it." The young man with the knife was full of saliva.

"Where's the wine, boss, serve the wine!" the round-faced blacksmith greeted.

"Here we go." The white-haired old man turned around and walked into the carport, took out a clay pot, cut his wrist and let out blood.

Soon, the clay pot was full.

The white-haired old man picked up the clay pot, shook it casually, and sent it to the table of the three strong men.

"good to eat!"

"Yes, this dish is delicious. I have never eaten such a delicious dish."

"Brother Meng, hurry up and taste this wine, it tastes amazing!"

"Drink together, I respect you a bowl."

...

The three strong men ate happily, enjoyed the delicious wine, talked and laughed happily, and were very happy.

At this moment, Dian Wei had already withdrawn from the alley, standing in a dark corner, silently watching this scene.

After he had nothing to do, the white-haired old man sat in the carport and silently watched the three strong men eating and drinking.

Before I knew it, about an hour passed.

The three strong men were full of wine and food, their faces were ruddy and drunk, and they all looked contented.

"Brother Meng, I'm so envious of you. As a martial artist, you can easily earn money that I can't earn in my entire life." The round-faced blacksmith burped and yelled drunkenly.

"Brother Meng is well-developed, and he has face wherever he goes, unlike us, who humiliate everyone we meet." Another blacksmith also said.

"I'm a fart. I'm just a blood-power triple martial artist. I have to nod and bow when I see those masters." The young man with the knife said this, but his face was full of smug smiles, and he seemed to enjoy the flattery of the two blacksmiths. .

The young man with the knife stood up and greeted, "It's late at night, let's go back to sleep."

With that said, he took out his wallet.

Seeing this, the round-faced blacksmith got up and said, "Brother Meng, what are you doing, didn't you agree that I will treat you?"

Young man with a knife: "It's all the same, which one of us is with whom."

The round-faced blacksmith said angrily: "I said I'll invite you, so I'll invite you. Are you looking down on me?"

The young man with a knife: "How could it be? It's not easy for you to earn some money, so let me hire it."

Hearing this, the round-faced blacksmith was furious, and shouted: "My surname is Meng, don't think that you are a martial artist now, and you can look down on others casually. Don't forget, I was your boss when I was young."

The young man with a knife: "All right, all right, you treat me, I won't argue with you."

The round-faced blacksmith grinned, pointed at the nose of the young man with the knife, and said, "You kid can't compete with me! Didn't you always like that 'Little Red'? Didn't she marry me in the end? Do you know why she married me?" Me? Because I put her to sleep first, she had to marry me!"

The young man with the knife sobered up in vain: "What did you say? What did you do to Xiaohong?"

The round-faced blacksmith laughed and said, "That bastard Xiaohong used to seduce me all the time, but after you became a warrior, she ignored me, bah! Who am I? She fell asleep when she wanted to sleep, and she fell asleep when I pressed her to the bed. Can you not subdue her?"

The young man with the knife was instantly furious, and with a clang, he drew his knife out of its sheath and slashed at the round-faced blacksmith.

puff!

Half of the neck of the round-faced blacksmith was almost cut off, and blood spurted out...

Today is another 4D update

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