Chapter 890

The sun is setting and the sky is full of sunset clouds.

The continuous green mountains are covered with a layer of golden windbreaker, which is as beautiful as a fairyland on earth. In the villages halfway up the mountain, white cooking smoke gradually rose from each household, adding a little smoke and fire to this beautiful picture.

The villagers in the village were preparing to cook when a strong fragrance suddenly floated in the air, which made people swallow.

The villagers endured and endured.

I couldn't help it. I simply stopped cooking the rice and went out with the spatula in my hand. I wanted to see who made the rice so delicious.

They followed the taste and finally came to Grandma Li's house.

All the people in the village came and gathered at the door.

There was a big pot in Grandma Li's yard, with a pile of firewood under it, licking the flames. Through the curling steam, we can see that there are about a dozen chickens stewed in this pot. At the moment, they are rolling in the thick white soup.

Grandma Li scooped a small bowl of soup with a big spoon and tasted it, showing a satisfied expression.

"Well done."

The villagers could not help asking Grandma Li, "why did you cook so many chickens? Even if you add those foreign guests, you can't finish it?"

Grandma Li said, "they bought the chicken from my family and the Wang family and asked me to cook it. They had to cook it in the yard. I don't know why."

At this time, the program director just came out.

"Are all the big guys here? Just in time, the chicken is almost cooked. Our program team invites everyone to eat meat."

With these words, he personally filled a few bowls and handed them over.

After all, the chicken was bought by others. The villagers were embarrassed to eat it, but the aroma was so tempting that their hands stretched out before their brains could react.

Take it all, then take a bite.

He put a piece of it into his mouth and suddenly stared round.

The chickens used for food should be young and the meat is tender. In addition, it has been stewed badly in the pot, which is the degree of instant melting in the mouth. If you put it in your mouth, it will make you bite off your tongue.

Chew a few times, and the soup will immediately fill your mouth, leaving your lips and teeth fragrant.

The temperature in the evening is a little cool. If you drink a few more mouthfuls of hot soup, you will not only feel warm in your stomach, but also feel comfortable all over your body, and your pores will open.

After eating a few bowls, the mouth and intestines were greatly satisfied. The villagers could not help but sigh with satisfaction.

The members of the program group also enjoyed themselves.

Their food is not bad at ordinary times, especially Sheng Chuxi and zouhan, who are used to eating delicacies and have a very crafty mouth.

But after eating Grandma Li's chicken, she was also full of praise.

"Grandma Li, your craftsmanship is really superb! It's really delicious! It's better than those chefs in DIDU!"

Grandma Li smiled and waved her hand.

"I just do it for nothing. How can I compare with a chef? Just eat if you like."

The population of the village was not large at all. Even with the program team, there was still a lot of meat and soup left in the pot after everyone was full. But there was no intention of the a cease-fire. They continued to add firewood to it, burning more and more.

The villagers asked curiously, "the soup has been stewed and everyone is full. Why are you still burning the fire?"

"We have other uses," the director explained

"What else is it for?"

Sheng Chuxi is putting away his bowl.

He turned his head and smiled at the villagers.

"Catch ghosts."