Chapter 990： Lin Moumou (1/2)
Old man Jie couldn't wait to look up to the sky and laugh three times.
Today is the right time. If these red sea cucumber flowers were left with him, he wouldn't have come up with such a strange method.
Interesting, will serve.
The old man can't help but start to cherish the memory of the lost youth and the running in the sunset--
It’s great to be young. Being young means more posture.
Su Yourong hid behind Big Breast Sister, with a weak tone.
”This old grandpa has a terrible smile!”
Big breasted sister glared at old man Jie,
”Stay away from him, this kind of person has no moral bottom line, I'll tell you that you have tolerance.”
Father: ”...”
Old man, I am so immoral. Are there those two immoral at the foot of the mountain? It's fresh.
The old man didn't care about this, he held the tea cup and took a bite after another.
The warm tea soup is light and full-bodied, and the intense and delicious taste and tongue are lingering. The feeling is absolutely extraordinary and refreshing.
The slippery ginseng flower seems to blend with the floral fragrance of that humble little lavender flower, just like a cup of real deep mountain old tea, warming the heart and the stomach.
The old man Jie exhaled,
”I'm afraid I will never forget this cup of'tea' in this life, boy, what exactly did you put in it, old man, I have tasted it, even if I have this soup, I can't make it out of it. taste.”
The old man's expression looked very tangled.
”Obviously, they are all very light things. Even if the two are added together, it is impossible to be so rich and mellow. Yes, it is absolutely impossible.”
Lin Chou didn't sell it, so he opened the lid of the small purple clay pot and let the old man watch it.
The old man didn’t pay attention at first, and then,
”Huh? What's the calmness in it?”
With that said, Wu Ke and Ye Yu, who were holding their tea cups satisfied with their taste, couldn't sit still anymore, and leaned over.
”Black tea? It's not like it...it's kind of like a fancy hairy tip...”
”That's not right, the color is so heavy, look at this soup, there is no extra color at all.”
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a long time, and suddenly said in disbelief,
”This...this is fish skin?!”
Lin Chou nodded and said triumphantly.
”It's the fish skin.”
The old man used a small spoon to scoop out the strands of filaments from the teapot and put them on the plate.
The filaments showed a black and white color, and some neat sharp thorns could be clearly seen on the outer surface.
Wu Ke was shocked.
”Fuck, really fish skin?”
The old man smacked his lips,
”This is...this is the skin of a puffer fish...”
Lin Chou first took a sip of the ginseng tea in his cup, savored it carefully, and said with satisfaction,
”It's the skin of the puffer fish. It's a first-order puffer fish like the red sea cucumber.”
The old man poured the soup from the pot, poured it into a teacup alone, and turned his head up to dry it.
”call...”
At the entrance of the soup, there was a surging surging of freshness with a slightly sticky mouth, followed by the spiciness of a kind of chili pepper and the sense of dizziness and weightlessness as the head was slightly empty.
”This, this, this soup is poisonous?”
Wu Ke: ”???”
The tea cup in Scientific Researcher Wu's hand almost didn't fly out, okay?
The poison of pufferfish is neurotoxin!
And the feeling just now is really familiar to the old man-if ordinary people with weaker individuals drink this soup, they should have been carried away by now.
Lin Chou nodded awe-inspiringly.