Ghost Blowing Lantern II

After Lao Yangpi drank the delicious fish soup, he seemed to have turned into a hungry ghost crawling out of Abi Hell. He was afraid that others would compete with him for food, so he pushed the fat man and me aside, and he held on to the remaining half of the fish soup. When making a pot of fish soup, one hand scoops out the soup with a horse spoon, and the other hand reaches down into the hot pot to fish out the fish meat. Both hands move things into his mouth like water, as if his mouth has become a The bottomless pit, no matter how much fish soup I drank or how much fish meat I drank, could never be filled, but the fish soup was a tangible and qualitative thing after all. Lao Yangpi ate too much, his belly was bulging, and white was reflected from his nostrils. of fish soup.

Fatty, Ding Sitian and I looked at each other, dumbfounded. We had seen something edible before, but never something so damn edible. Fatty was so frightened that he kept saying to Lao Yangpi: "Give it to us." Leave some, leave some for us..." Ding Sitian vaguely sensed that something was wrong. She didn't know what happened, so she pulled my arm hard: "Grandpa Old Sheepskin... what on earth did he do? Already? He will die if he eats it again."

My arm was pulled by Ding Sitian, and I woke up. I was dumbfounded just now when I saw Lao Sheeppi eating like a hungry ghost. There must be something wrong with this pot of fish soup. Is it true that the fish that is regarded as a god on the grassland cannot be eaten? ? If you eat it, you will become obsessed and eat it until you die?

Seeing that Lao Yangpi was about to stretch himself to death, I had no time to think about it, so I walked over and grabbed Lao Yangpi's back collar. His belly was swollen like a bulge, as if it might burst at any time. I was worried that it would be used. If you use too much force, it will hurt his internal organs. I just gently grabbed his collar, pulled him back, and then let the fat man take the horse spoon in his hand. Old Sheeppi had lost his mind, and there was something in his mouth and nose. They were all choking on the fish soup. When I pulled them back, they fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and lost their minds.

I thought to myself that it was fish soup, so I rubbed his belly, spit out some from his mouth, and put it in a straw. It was no big deal, but when I looked up, I saw that the fat man was trying to fish it out with a horse spoon. Fish soup, he was still talking to Ding Sitian: "Is this soup really so fresh? It makes the poor and lower-middle peasants unable to stop drinking it. I will try it too..."

I was afraid that Fatty would make the same mistake as Old Sheepskin, so I quickly kicked the hot pot over with my foot. All the remaining fish soup spilled on the ground. I said to Fatty and Ding Sitian: "You can't drink this soup. If you drink it, you will become I'm hungry." Ding Sitian rubbed Lao Yangpi's belly and said, "Yeah, I see that Grandpa Lao Yangpi seems to be getting hungrier as he drinks. His stomach is obviously full, but he doesn't seem to feel it at all. The more I drink, the more I want to drink. It seems that there is a reason why the shepherds on the Balenzuo grassland never eat fish."

I regret that I let Lao Yangpi take the first sip of fish soup first. At that time, we couldn't understand the secret at all. We just felt that in this misty forest, it was just like the legend about a demon dragon here. They were all so weird and terrifying that it was difficult to understand. Many years later, when I joined the army and went to Lanzhou, I learned that there is a rare black fish on the Loess Plateau. This kind of black fish is fat and has few spines. It is used to make soup and is extremely delicious. Once you take a bite, you will become like a hungry ghost reincarnated. The more you eat, the hungrier you become. The more you eat, the more you want to eat. You will eat until you are bloated to death. There are many legends about this terrible black fish. Some say that these fish are... It is the transformation of people who starve to death during famine. Some people say that black fish are the sons and grandsons of dragons in the river. Whoever eats them will be cursed.

Later, as science became more and more prosperous, I learned that it turns out that this black fish contains an anesthetic. The reason why humans feel hungry and full is because there is an "anti-feeding nerve" in the hypothalamus of the human brain. There is a certain ingredient in black fish that can paralyze this nerve, making people feel unbearably hungry. Once they eat it, they can no longer control their appetite. Countless people have died from it since ancient times.

At that time, in the dense forest of "Baiyan Cave", we probably cooked this kind of snakehead fish into soup by mistake. However, at that time, we didn't know the reason at all. We just felt that something was wrong and we must not touch this fish soup.

Lao Yangpi is unconscious with a distended belly. It looks like he won't wake up for a while. Moreover, he is so bloated that there is no way to move him. Once his intestines are burst, we can only watch helplessly in this wilderness with no medical treatment. Watching him die.

Looking at the fish soup splashed all over the floor and the old army horses grazing, Fatty, Ding Sitian and I all looked sad. The fish in the pond was too weird and must not be eaten, but we were so hungry. It's really hard to get the baby up. At this time, you will inevitably envy the old horse. There is grass everywhere on the grassland. You can just nibble on it and you won't be hungry. It's not as troublesome as eating for people.

Now we have to wait for Lao Yangpi to recover before looking for other things to satisfy our hunger. The night fog in the forest gradually faded, and we can vaguely see the dim stars and moon in the sky. Fortunately, we can't eat anything except the fish in the pond. No danger was seen, and the surroundings were quiet. The three of them gathered around the fire, wanting to chat for a few words to distract their attention and relieve the pain in their stomachs. However, after saying a few words, the topic shifted to eating. Now, we fully recall every delicious meal we have ever eaten. During the big series, we traveled to half of China, from Beijing’s roast duck, Tianjin’s Goubuli steamed buns, Xi’an’s mutton bubble wrap, Lanzhou’s ramen, etc. Reminiscing over and over again.

The three of us were engrossed in talking about eating, but we heard the sound of mice scratching behind us. We hurriedly looked back and saw that the small half pot of fish soup and the fish meat and fish heads in it were spilled nearby. A few fat moles, these guys are really good at slandering. They couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious taste of black fish, and didn't care about the fire nearby. They boldly came to steal food, holding the pieces of fish on the ground and gnawing them. kind.

I saw that these moles are plump and have shiny skin and fur. They are commonly known as "big-eyed thieves". They usually live in loess holes under the grasslands and can occasionally be seen in dry places in the forest. They are much fatter than wild mice. It's a delicacy in the wild. He quickly gestured to Fatty and Ding Sitian to keep silent. He picked up a tree trunk as thick as a fist, pointed it at the largest one, and smashed it out with a sap. The big-eyed thief was greedy for the fish. It was eating like an old sheepskin and was delirious. It didn't dodge at all and was smashed into the ground.

The fat man also jumped up and used thick sticks to hunt rats with me. In an instant, seven or eight fat rats were killed under the sticks. The three of them were overjoyed and quickly started roasting the rats for meat. Every big-eyed rat The size of the rabbit is about the same as that of a smaller rabbit. When roasted, it sizzles and emits oil. Ding Sitian was a little worried at first: "What if the big-eyed thief is like the snakehead and makes people hungry after eating it?"

I said to Ding Sitian: "There is no legend on the grassland that eating big-eyed thieves is not allowed. Aren't there many shepherds who catch the fattest big-eyed thieves as rations in autumn? I don't think it's a big problem." As he spoke, The fat man over there had already gnawed away half of the half-cooked big-eyed thief. Ding Sitian and I were still a little worried, so we tried to eat some and found that there was no difference, so we ate with confidence.