I'm really not a god of food, I'm just a cook in the countryside.

When Brother Mao heard the old man's words, he looked over excitedly.

There are still many good people in the world!

I was almost beaten to death by the people of Zhaojiazhuang, and now there is an old man who wants to help him.

It seems that his luck is not so bad.

"Come on, don't be stunned!" The old man looked at Brother Mao and hesitated, and stepped forward to urge, "Do you still want to listen to Master Xiao Zhao's black material?" or I will go to work in the field, and there is still a pile of work waiting in the field?"

"Listen, I want to listen!" Brother Mao quickly came back to his senses, for fear that the old man would regret it, and hurriedly jumped into the old man's tricycle.

The

old man stepped on the accelerator, and the tricycle drove towards the front with black smoke.

The old man did not drive towards the village, but directly towards the field.

"Uncle, you also have a grudge against Master Xiao Zhao?" Brother Mao sat on the tricycle and talked with the old man.

"What's ......" The old man was about to retort, but suddenly the conversation changed, "Yes, how did Master Xiao Zhao offend you?"

"This person is a little floating, he has a video that goes viral, I want him to help, but he ignores me at all." The more Brother Mao spoke, the more angry he became, "I went to their village to find him, wanting to expose his conspiracy, but I didn't expect the people in the village to defend him, I really don't know how much money that stinky boy secretly used." "

Have you ever thought that it might not be about money?" said the old man with a smile.

"How is it possible? If it weren't for the money, how could the people in the village help him?" Brother Mao said unconvinced.

In Brother Mao's impression, being able to be maintained by so many people must have given the villagers a lot of benefits on weekdays, otherwise why would the villagers defend him?

This is not reasonable at all!"

"Uncle, don't worry, if you help me this time, I will definitely give you benefits." Brother Mao took out a wad of money from his pocket, "This is three thousand yuan, you keep it." "

Do you still have any money on you?" the old man asked, staring at Brother Mao.

"There are still a few hundred dollars left!" Brother Mao replied truthfully.

"Then you can give it all to me! I promise you'll get something out of it this time. The old man said with a smile.

Greedy!

Brother Mao saw the old man's eyes, and secretly complained in his heart.

But now only the old man can help him, and once this is done, the benefits he will get are not just these thousands of dollars.

At that time, the traffic fee for an advertising space will be tens of thousands.

Thinking of this, Brother Mao took out the rest of the money on his body.

"Uncle, it's all for you!" Brother Mao put all the money next to the old man.

"Don't you have twelve left, give it to me! The old man glanced at the dozen yuan in Brother Mao's hand and said.

"Okay!" Brother Mao stretched out his hand helplessly, and the remaining twelve yuan was also stuffed into the old man's pocket.

After walking for ten minutes, Brother Mao found that this place was getting farther and farther away from the village, and the surrounding mountains were a little scary to look at.

Because it was already afternoon when he came, and after entangled with the villagers of Zhaojiazhuang, it was already evening.

It's time for the sun to go down, which makes Brother Mao a little hairy.

"Uncle, where are we going?" Brother Mao asked uneasily, looking at the desolate places around him.

"I'll go get something and I'll take you back later!" the old man said nonchalantly, "There's a fellow in front of him in the field, and he knows more about Master Zhao." "

Really?" Brother Mao's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Half an hour later, the old man stopped on his tricycle.

Brother Mao looked at the old man in surprise, there was no one around, what are you doing here?"

"You get down first, I'll reverse the car!" the old man looked at Brother Mao beside him and said.

"Oh!" Brother Mao didn't suspect it, and got out of the car directly.

After seeing Brother Mao get out of the car, the old man's tricycle suddenly accelerated and passed past Huang Mao.

"Uncle, what are you doing!" Brother Mao took a breath and shouted loudly.

"Bastard, do you still want to calculate Master Xiao Zhao? You don't ask what kind of place this is. The old man turned around and scolded Brother Mao.

"Don't you have a grudge against Master Xiao Zhao?" Brother Mao realized that he had been deceived, and scolded the old man, "You old thing, dare to lie to me."

"Do you have a grudge against Master Xiao Zhao? You don't have to ask these ten miles and eight villages, who will have a grudge against Master Xiao Zhao. The old man responded to Brother Mao and shouted, "Today is to teach you a lesson, remember, your uncle and I are called

Wang Lao Liu!" As Wang Lao Liu finished speaking, the tricycle disappeared into the night.

Brother Mao sat on the ground with a puff, his eyes blank.

"What's the matter? I just want to slander a little Internet celebrity, why was it so miserable?"

When Brother Mao reacted, it was completely dark.

Looking at the desolate environment around him, Brother Mao was furious.

The various horror novels and movies he had read before came to his mind, which made Brother Mao cry.

......

Zhao Chong didn't know all this was happening, and he was still fiddling with his soy sauce at home.

After a few days of fermentation, the soy sauce is completely ready.

Zhao Chong tried to make a dish with soy sauce, and this little taste was even more delicious than before.

When Zhao Chong wanted to go out after dinner, he found two people standing at the door of his house.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Zhao Chong asked curiously after seeing the figure clearly.

These two people stood motionless on both sides of their gate like door gods.

"Master Zhao, are you out, where are you going, we will protect you!" one of the men hurriedly came to Zhao Chong's side and said.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Chong looked at the villagers puzzled, "Why do you want to protect me? It's like someone wants to kill someone for money." "

Don't you know, there's a little yellow in the village today! The villager explained.

Zhao Chong was stunned when he heard this: "Is it a dog?"

"It's a person!" The villager hurriedly told the whole story.

After Zhao Chong heard this, he felt helpless.

This guy should

be Brother Mao!It's just that I didn't expect Brother Mao to really be able to find himself?Is

this a bit of an offline reality

?"What about later?" Zhao Chong asked curiously.

"Later, we ran away and ran to Wangjiazhuang. The villager said, "Master Zhao, don't worry, in order to prevent others from harming you, we have spontaneously organized a patrol team to protect your safety 24 hours a day."

After Zhao Chong heard this, his face changed greatly.

"Don't, uncle, don't engage in such a big battle, I'm not an important person, even if he comes, he won't dare to do anything to me? Now it's a society ruled by law!" Zhao

Chong didn't expect these villagers to be so cute, and they wanted to protect themselves spontaneously.

It's just that there is no need at all now, we grew up under the red flag, how could such a bad thing happen?

After persuasion, the two villagers went home.

When Zhao Chonggang wanted to walk home, he suddenly found that Wang Lao Liu ran over in a hurry.