Chapter 437 (1/2)

”Are those people in front of you disciples of other branches of Tianluo sect?” Gu Zheng asked.

The people sitting outside the awning, dressed like Tianluo sect, were obviously surprised.

”Yes, they are from the purple Tianluo sect, the Yellow Tianluo sect and the black Tianluo sect.”

When elder Gao spoke, he named Gu Zheng the identity of the people opposite.

There are eleven branches of Tianluo sect, all of which are called Tianluo sect, but there is a word representing color in front of the names of different branches. The full name of Tianluo sect where elder Gao belongs is hongtianluo sect.

”Gao Xiaofeng, it's not good to point at people?”

On the table of heitianluo pie opposite, a loud man spoke.

”This man is Jiang An, the elder of heitianluo sect. He is a good man.” elder Gao first whispered to Gu Zheng, and then said coldly: ”Jiang An, you have a lot to do. Do you know I mean you? I only mean a few coconut trees behind you!”

”Dare to admit to the guests you brought? I'm ashamed of you!” Jiang An sneered.

”I don't care about you!”

Gao Changlao snorted coldly and came to a table with Gu Zheng.

”Lao Zhou, three bowls of cold shrimps!” Lao Gao said.

”OK!”

Lao Zhou, who was busy in the shed, immediately put three bowls of cold shrimp on their table.

”Try it. That's what I call delicious.”

Gao Changlao seemed to like eating cold shrimp very much. He greeted him in a hurry and immediately ate spoon by spoon.

Cold shrimp is a simple snack. Gu Zheng has heard of it, but he hasn't eaten it.

The cool shrimp known by Gu Zheng is to grind a moderate proportion of glutinous rice and rice into a slurry, then add water to boil in the pot, slowly pour the rice slurry in, and stir it with a spoon while pouring, so as to prevent the pot from pasting.

Boil the rice slurry almost, then inject clear lime water, and then use low fire to cook it into rice paste. Put cold boiled water into the basin, slowly add the boiled rice paste into the leaky spoon while it is hot, and finally fall into the cold boiled water, that is, it becomes a cold shrimp with big head and thin tail.

The prepared cold shrimp is served with brown sugar, fried sesame and broken peanuts, and some ice. It is a good thirst quencher in summer. It is sweet, soft and tender, and cold in the mouth.

The cold shrimp made by Lao Zhou also contains some accessories, but it is not fried sesame and broken peanuts, but some broken nut kernels and broken preserves. As for the water for soaking cold shrimp, it was not brown sugar water. Gu Zheng brought the bowl close to him, and suddenly a sour smell penetrated into his nostrils.

Scooped a spoonful of cold shrimp into his mouth, Gu Zheng's eyes lit up.

The sour, sweet and cold tastes interweave with each other. When the cold shrimp in the mouth touches the tongue, it gives people an unimaginable smooth taste, as if they were living creatures.

The teeth fall, and the cold shrimp bite is soft and waxy. It tastes more sweet against the soup and broken nuts.

”Good!”

A mouthful of cold shrimp into the belly, Gu Zheng gave an evaluation. On this subtropical island, a bowl of seemingly simple cold shrimp makes people instantly feel that the air is much cooler.

”Good? Why isn't it delicious?” Jiang an at the next table frowned at Gu Zheng.

”Is there a big difference between good and delicious?” Gu Zheng looked at Jiang An and frowned slightly.

”Of course there's a difference. It's good. It's just a medium evaluation. It's delicious. You say it's good for such delicious cold shrimp, which makes people very unhappy!”

Jiang An stares at Gu Zheng. What he reveals in his eyes is seriousness. It's not like looking for trouble, but more like Gu Zheng has violated his taboos.

Seeing Gu Zheng's doubts, Gao Changlao quickly whispered: ”Jiang An's father was the first person to sell cold shrimp on Wufeng island. Now Lao Zhou, who sells cold shrimp, is the true story of Jiang An's father. Jiang An's father died a few days ago. The ancient leader's' good 'just now seems to have stimulated him.”

”The difference between good and delicious is just your personal definition. For me, 'good' is a very good evaluation.”

Gu Zheng said faintly that since the other party was his just dead father, Gu Zheng didn't intend to argue with him more. He bowed his head and continued to eat his cold shrimp.

Gu Zheng doesn't want to do much, but it doesn't mean Jiang An thinks so. Seeing Gu Zheng bow his head and just eat, his anger surged up on his face.

”You can't eat this cold shrimp!”

Jiang An drank angrily, bent his fingers and shot an internal force at the cold shrimp bowl in Gu Zheng's hand.

”You can't be free to eat a bowl of cold shrimp. Where do flies hum?”

As if unintentionally, meow didn't lift her head, but waved the spoon in her hand, and Jiang An's internal strength was dissolved into invisibility.

The other party was just a girl, but he could quietly dissolve his inner strength, which surprised Jiang an almost didn't bite his tongue.

”Gao Xiaofeng, they are the two of you hongtianluo sect. Are you looking for someone to deal with the competition this time?”

Jiang An's words made the people who had not paid much attention here, and the other two tables also focused on Gu Zheng and meow.

”You think too much.”

Gao Changlao looked puzzled. The two Tianluo sects kept each other's secrets about the candidates for the competition. Naturally, it was impossible to admit them in advance.

”Think too much? Who is it?”

Having said that, Jiang An doesn't seem to want to entangle more on this issue. He just looks at Gu Zheng and meow coldly, and doesn't know what he's thinking.

”This girl has such strength at a young age. If she is really a candidate to deal with the competition, heitianluo sect will be unlucky this time!”

On the table of Huang Tianluo sect, the speaker was quite young, with a thin face and slender eyes. At first glance, he didn't look like a good kind.

”The speaker's name is Xie Ying. He is the candidate for the huangtianluo sect to enter the 'Tianluo cave'.” Gao Changlao whispered.

”Xie Ying, if you can say it, just say it. If you can't say it, just eat cold shrimp honestly! What's the bad luck of heitianluo sect? Just rely on her strength? Blind your eyes!” Jiang An scolded.

”Uncle Jiang, are you angry from shame? I'm just guessing. Are you angry? I can't afford to be angry!” Xie Ying said strangely.

”Xie Ying, I don't think you can see it.”

At the purple Tianluo sect, another person spoke. The person who spoke was a woman in purple dress. She was twenty-eight years old and pretty. Her big eyes bent like crescent moon when she was laughing.

”This woman is the candidate of the purple Tianluo sect to enter the 'Tianluo cave' this time. Her name is Cao Yi.” Gao Changlao whispered.

”How can I not see?” Xie Ying sneered.

”If one of the two must be the candidate for the competition of hongtianluo sect, it should be the little brother, not the girl! Obviously, the little brother is the first of them,” Cao Yi said with a smile.

”This is just a competition. The leader doesn't mean that he will participate. The leader doesn't mean that his strength must be very high.” Xie Ying disdained.

”Why are there flies everywhere today, and I can't rest after eating a bowl of cold shrimp? If I scream again, I'll let it know the consequences of the scream!”

Meow's cold shrimp has been eaten. Her eyes scan around, full of cold.