Chapter 21 Gu’s fake mouth? Mr. Gu!

Author: Ging Le

Chapter 21 Gu’s fake mouth? Mr. Gu!

It was because of the popularity of this dish that the unreliable chef of a certain star came up with the outrageous method of "nine-turn large intestine sashimi", using a section of pig intestine that "retains the original flavor".

It was that piece of large intestine that took half of Jing Zhao's life; with the addition of the salt bath tomato talisman, Jing Zhao completely lost his life.

Now that he thought of those dishes in his previous life, he still felt filled with hatred! Jing Zhao stabbed the large intestine in the pot a few times to vent his anger.

After finishing several dishes, Jing Zhao was sweating from exhaustion.

Several young people packed the dishes into boxes and prepared to take them back to their tribesmen.

Shandan thanked him and left someone to help Jing Zhao clean up before leaving.

Jing Zhao stewed the Tianshan Silky Chicken prepared for Aning, and then sat on the threshold of the kitchen door to rest for a while. He closed his eyes leisurely and fanned himself to cool down. He was exhausted from this busy work.

Suddenly, a rustling sound rang in his ears. Jing Zhao opened his eyes a little and saw Xiaohu and Xiaoyun leaning against each other, muttering something in a low voice.

Jing Zhao looked at the two of them amused. He fished it out with his big hand and held a small one in his other hand, "What's wrong?"

Xiaohu looked at Xiaoyun, and Xiaoyun looked back at Xiaohu. The two shied away from each other for a long time.

Finally, Xiaohu looked at Gu Jingzhao and spoke, his nervous little hands twisted together: "Uncle Gu, can I ask you a favor?"

"Tell me, whatever it is, just tell Uncle Gu."

Xiaohu said: "Uncle, do you still have something to eat? Can you share some with them? They haven't eaten for a long time..."

Xiaohu pointed his hand toward the back door, and Jing Zhao instantly saw several little heads poking around the back door. As soon as he looked over, they all disappeared.

Jing Zhao laughed, thinking that they were all children from this village.

The adults were thinking about how to come to him to steal food, but the children looked as if they were thieves even if they took a peek.

Jing Zhao shook his head. There was really no need to involve the child in his conflict with An Feng. He had always believed that "people are born with good nature".

No one is born bad, children are the most pure beings in the world.

Besides, one more diner means one more good review coupon for him, so why not?

Jing Zhao patted Xiaohu on the head: "Go and call them all in."

Jing Zhao followed him, and the children outside formed a circle, all raising their heads and looking at Jing Zhao, their eyes pure and clean.

"Come with me, I'll make you food."

The children were eager to give it a try, but were afraid to move forward. Every child living in Xiaxi knew that Gu Jingzhao was a fake mouth, and the food he made could taste terrible.

But Xiaohu pulled them with a smile: "Let's go quickly, Uncle Gu's cooking is delicious!"

Everyone was hesitant and followed Xiaohu.

But I saw a little fat man cowering in the corner, silent and not following the little tiger.

Upon seeing this, Jing Zhao walked over and patted his head: "Aren't you hungry?" He looked at him with a smile.

"I..." An Zhiping didn't know what to say.

He originally wanted to go home, but for some reason he walked to the door of Shang Shiji. He squatted in front of the store all afternoon and did not dare to go in and tell Gu Jingzhao that his father was going to set the store on fire.

Seeing that he was timid and shy, Jing Zhao thought he was embarrassed, so he picked him up and said, "Come on, I'll show you my cooking skills. I'm not just bragging. My cooking is top-notch."

An Zhiping was led into the courtyard by Jing Zhao.

Not long after, his black-bone chicken soup was cooked. Jing Zhao filled ten bowls of the remaining grains, poured in the chicken soup, and put two pieces of chicken in each bowl.

Jing Zhao gave it to them, and the ten children sat in a circle in front of him, slurping away their food.

Jing Zhao was suddenly very satisfied with the current situation, with the sunset, the breeze, and the childlike delicious food. He suddenly wanted to open a kindergarten. He was the director and chef. He would play games with a group of children every day, cook for the children, and be leisurely and contented. Wouldn't it be wonderful?

Xiaohu held his hands and showed off to them: "I told you earlier, Uncle Gu is an extremely good cook, and the food he cooks is the most delicious in the world. No one who has eaten his cooking dares to say bad things.

food!"

Several children nodded and praised how delicious it was.

Jing Zhao accepted the ten praise coupons with satisfaction.

He said to the children: "If you go back and your parents ask you where you have been, how will you answer?"

A child said: "I went to Shangshiji to eat the food cooked by Gu Jiazui."

"Stupid!" As soon as he finished his voice, he was given a sharp shudder by a tall man next to him. "You can't say that. We just said we went to play by the stream. We were lucky today. We caught fish and grilled them by the stream.

Already."

The kid who was knocked rubbed his head and said pitifully: "Why can't you tell me about Shang Shi Ji?"

"If you can't say it, you can't say it." The tall man stood up and said, "Everyone, are you listening? If anyone spills the beans or tells Shang Shi Ji, he is a traitor among us!"

Several children nodded blankly and said yes.

Obviously, he is the leader of this group of children. When he speaks, the others are convinced.

Jing Zhao couldn't help but want to praise that this child has a bright future!

He took the lead in returning the empty bowl to Gu Jingzhao, and then led the other nine people to bow respectfully to Gu Jingzhao, "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for giving us food. We will never call you a faker again. You did it."

The rice is delicious.”

With sincerity in his eyes, he said every word seriously, and the other nine people followed suit.

This gift made Jing Zhao a little uncomfortable, so he embarrassed them and asked them to get up.

"No thank you, no thank you. If you like the food I cook, you can come and eat it tomorrow."

Several people smiled shyly. They felt that what Gu Jingzhao said was different from what the adults in the family said.

He is not a bad person, and the food he cooks is not unpalatable. Instead, he is kind and friendly to them all.

A little girl with braids stuck her head out weakly, "Mr. Gu, can I ask you a question?"

"kindness?"

"Have you really cured the poison of the big insect?" the little girl said weakly, "I heard my mother-in-law talking about this when she came back from washing clothes by the river."

Jing Zhao was overjoyed. This was the news he asked Shan Dan to spread for him, and it had been spread smoothly!

The Shandan people went to the river to wash their clothes and chatted with the local women, saying that they had cured the snake venom. In this era of backward material conditions, there was basically no cure for snake venom, and those who were poisoned could only wait to die.

If there are one or two people who are lucky enough to survive, they will be treated as God's blessing.

Jing Zhao deliberately spread his words to make them think that he was the one who could detoxify snake venom. Although not many people might believe it, it would plant a seed in their hearts.

What Jing Zhao wants is this seed of awe and fear of the unknown!

Someone next to me immediately picked up the conversation: "My mother said it too!"

"And my mother, she even told my father, but my father didn't believe it."
Chapter completed!