Chapter 161

"If you ask me to come, something unusual must have happened," said the Taoist, who was so tired that he couldn't breathe when he stepped on his bicycle. "You can see my way. It's not blown out."

Just now when crossing the river, if the Taoist's charm had not worked, they would not have crossed the river safely. Xiao Ming and Xiao Zhang were both on the scene, so they all nodded.

"At that time, I went into kapukong resort through a secret channel. It's not surprising that you didn't see me. The old president said After thinking about it, the Taoist priest lowered his voice again and said, "his appearance is very strange. It has changed."

"Changed?" Xiao Ming was stunned for a moment and asked what had changed?

"There is a layer of white hair on the old president's face. What do you think it is?" The Taoist did not answer the question, "under what circumstances will there be such a change?"

An idea explodes in Xiao Zhang's and Xiao Ming's brain, and they say in the same voice: "is the corpse changed?"

"That's right, it's a corpse!" The Taoist nodded and said, "the old president, who has status and status, naturally can't let the outside world know about this change. In addition, at that time, the current president didn't let his eldest son take the post, but fell into the hands of his younger son. Do you think he would like others to know?"

After all, they know how poisonous their master's methods are. They don't want to be left in this ghost place by the bully president because they know too many things they shouldn't know. "

but I can't help but wonder how much does the old CEO's death have to do with the legendary curse of Fengmen village? Because Xiao Ming was from that village, he couldn't help but ask, "just say what it has to do with Fengmen village. I don't want to know anything else."

It's a long story, but it can be very short. In fact, it can be traced back to the time when the president's family came to the city and made the first pot of money. It's 250 years ago.

More than two hundred years ago, the ancestor of the president went out of the small mountain village. When he entered the city, he naturally wanted to make a living and have a greater development prospect. This is the same thing at that time and now. Is the tree dead and the man alive.

When the president's grandfather went to the city, he naturally began to do odd jobs for others, and then after earning some money, he thought that he could not go on like this any more. What's the good of doing long-term jobs for others all his life? What's the future?

But does he have any special skills? He can't build walls, he can't farm land, and he has no money to do business. When he was very upset, he came up with an idea. When he was still in Fengmen village, he remembered that every family in the village could make pancakes It's more difficult to make pancakes in Shandong every day, but they don't know how to make pancakes in Shandong.

However, the flour used by the villagers is very rough, and there is no special flavor, just a word, salty. He thought that there would be some changes in the time when he wanted to sell the tartan cakes in Beijing.

One day, his head was squeezed by the door, and he suddenly thought of adding an egg to the tartan? Although it's as simple as adding an egg, the flavor of the tartan cake is really different after adding the egg, but it's not included. He added some meat foam and pepper to it. The taste rose in an instant.

In addition, he doesn't sell very expensive, and the taste is really good. As soon as it spreads, his stall will have a good source of customers. Just like all the entrepreneurial stories you imagine, with enough money, he sets up a store, and then updates the taste of tartan, not only salty, but also sweet, with ingredients Change in quality. If you can afford it, you can even eat Tartan with seafood stuffing.

At that time, it was a famous snack. Unexpectedly, he was not satisfied with renting the store, but gradually set foot in other food. This time, what he wanted to do was not snacks, because he felt that snacks were too small to be on the table after all. He also earns less. What he wants to do is restaurants and restaurants, which are relatively high-grade.

Shakespeare once said that every other line is like a mountain. He started as a snack and has no idea of cooking. How can he run a restaurant?

Damn, even if he cooks by himself, it's very casual. It's good to eat. I can't afford to sell the dishes at this price. If you can't make more money, why don't you just make Tartan?

He is also desperate, thinking of going to other restaurants to steal, but he knows nothing about cooking, who will put him in the kitchen to help? In desperation, he had to think of another way, but what's there? The store is getting fat, and he is worried. At this time, it reminds him of what kind of food or grass is commonly used in the village? He remembers that whether it's added to meat or vegetables, even if it's a very common dish, the taste will change in the blink of an eye.The problem is that this kind of grass doesn't seem to exist in the capital. He only saw it in the back mountain of Fengmen village. That was when I was a child. I don't know if there are any now? If you find it for use, even if his cooking skills are ordinary, you can still get some customers or something, at least don't let the shop empty.

Now that he thought of it, he didn't talk nonsense. He closed the shop and simply packed up and went back to the village. It's a long time for him to get back to the village, even though it's a long way to go.

As soon as he went back, he ran straight back to the mountain for the unique grass, but he didn't find it after three days. In fact, after so many years, he really forgot what the grass looked like.

How can I find it like this? Disappointed, he had to go back to the village to ask. At that time, there were not many young people in the village. When he was able, he went outside the village. The only people left in the village are the old people who can't walk or don't want to move at all.

After asking many old people, they all said that they had not seen the grass for many years. There was a grass in Houshan, but the villagers had eaten it for so many years, and they had eaten it all.

Emma, not one, right? Come back all the way through the state and across the province, and have you been eaten up? What can I do? Is it hard to come back empty handed? He insisted on going back to the store to spend all his savings

Or, this is the so-called, some money, no matter how envious and hard you are, is not what you earn, you can't earn half of it? He didn't believe in fate, but he never had such a moment, such a loss. He couldn't help sighing that he was doomed!

When he sighed, an old man who had just come back from the field saw him like this and made fun of him. Of course, he was not interested in joking with others at this time, and then he bowed his head and did not speak.

But the old guy didn't leave. Instead, he came over and sat down and asked him, young man, what's the matter with you?

Maybe he was angry in his heart, or maybe he was very agitated. He aggravated his tone and poured out the matter of the grass with his head. At last, he blamed the village people for their uncontrollability and just eating and planting. Now, the grass is extinct!

The old man was so confused by his roar that he suddenly realized for a long time, "young man, are you looking for that grass?"

"Yes, you've eaten it up. What else can I say! You've eaten up my business, too! " He was so angry that he didn't know what he was talking about. Anyway, it was much more pleasant.

The old man nodded and said thoughtfully, "it's true that the grass is gone, but it's not the only grass that can make food taste better..."

What? It seems that the old man said something extraordinary. He even asked: "you are nonsense. I ate that grass when I was a child. It tastes so special. I haven't tasted it in the next few decades. You..."

"That's because you don't know much," the old man waved his hand and glared at him like looking at garbage. "Houshan is more suitable for seasoning than that grass. There's another one that tastes better. Do you want to try it?"

He was shocked by the spirit of nature. This time he came back to look for the grass. Although he didn't find it now, the old man even said that it tasted better than the grass. How could he not be excited?

At the moment, he took the old man to the back mountain to look for it. But the old man said that he had never been to the innermost part of the back mountain. Then he picked a leaf like a palm plant and said, "five finger taro, not only the leaf can be used as seasoning, but that root is like taro. Haven't you eaten it since you were a child?"

Not only did he not eat it, he didn't even come here, OK? Why didn't he hear of it in those days when the goods were not rich? It seems that when I was a child, I didn't see people in the village eat it?

"I found this thing, probably when you left the village. It's too far away, and there are not many young people in the village. No one would come to dig it in such a deep mountain. It's Fair for you to see it, ha ha..."

, aunt Hsu, he was tucking in his heart, but he was still respectful. He had dug a basket of fingers and returned to the village. He was afraid to go like this because he did not know how to make complaints about using the fingers.

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