Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"What are you going to do?"

The woman's reaction surprised everyone, and she continued: "I've never seen a boyfriend and girlfriend quarrel, what are you looking at, let's go!"

"Eh..."

When they heard about the relationship between the male and female friends, the few people who wanted to come up to help before felt a little embarrassed.

"Bah, showing affection on the street makes me think I'm going to die so fast."

Seeing that he didn't see a good show, Fan Jian couldn't help cursing and quickly mingled with the crowd and left.

"go!"

Seeing the crowd scattered around, the woman took Zhao Ke's hand and walked out. She didn't stop until she had walked out of the hotel for a while, rubbed her head, and said, "You must have struck too hard."

Zhao Ke took a look at the injury on her head and saw that there was nothing serious about it, his face darkened, he turned around and planned to leave.

"Alas, you threw me so hard, and I helped you out, why don't you even say an apology?"

"Don't shoot me from behind next time."

Zhao Ke paused and said without turning his head. He hated people appearing behind him, and even more hated people patting him on the shoulder.

"Then don't leave either. How is your illness? I told you last time that the method of sleeping in a coffin is not bad."

The woman quickly caught up, and it seemed that she was not angry at all because Zhao Ke attacked her, but was more concerned about Zhao Ke's condition.

This woman is a psychiatrist by profession, and her name is Wang Na. She is also a well-known psychiatrist in the local area. The reason why Zhao Ke slept in the coffin was her attention.

But counting, I only went there a few times before and after, and then stopped going after the condition stabilized.

I didn't expect to meet here today, and there was such a big misunderstanding.

"So many people blamed you just now. You haven't fallen ill yet. It seems that your illness has indeed recovered. How about it? Let's make an appointment to go to my place for a diagnosis."

"Don't go!"

Zhao Ke resolutely said directly, not because of the high treatment fees there, but because he couldn't stand being observed and observed like a guinea pig.

"It's okay if you don't go, just leave me an address, and I'll find you if I have nothing to do."

Although she was coldly rejected by Zhao Ke, Wang Na didn't seem to give up just like that, and pestered Zhao Ke to ask for the address.

Zhao Ke lost his temper because of her entanglement, so he told him the address of his restaurant last week, and then bid farewell to Wang Na and left.

"The Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger, the Jade Emperor..."

Fan Jian hummed a ditty and walked out from the entrance of the market. Before leaving, he did not forget to grab two cucumbers from a grocery stall, and ate them with gusto.

Thinking of just now, in the noodle restaurant, Fan Jian couldn't help but feel his blood boil, and he felt self-inflated. He planned to write about this incident and post it on his Weibo when he went back.

But on second thought, when he thought of those long white and tender legs and the touch of pink lace, Fan Jian felt itchy again, and cursed secretly: "Bah, bitch, good cabbage, I have to give it to pigs!" arch."

Fan Jian was walking, and suddenly saw the corn planted in the field beside him, his eyes lit up, he looked left and right, but there was no one around, so he tiptoed in, put two corns on hand, and when he turned around, he saw a person right behind him.

"you!"

Fan Jian's eyes widened, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and he was about to open his mouth to shout, only to see that the visitor suddenly grabbed Fan Jian's throat with one hand, and his five fingers were tightly clamped on Fan Jian like iron clamps. On the larynx of Fan Jian's chest, Fan Jian couldn't even catch his breath.

"Tongue provocation, you should go to tongue pulling hell!"

After the voice fell, the hand stuck on Fan Jian's throat moved up quickly and pinched Fan Jian's mouth open. In the other hand, a black dagger appeared at some point.

"Hey!"

After a rustling sound in the cornfield, it quickly quieted down. Not long after, I saw a motorcycle leaving quickly along the trail.

In the lush cornfield, there was nothing left except for a pool of blood and a few pieces of corn that had been broken off.

Chapter 18 A Bowl of Noodles

"Bang bang bang..."

The blade made a light but rhythmic tapping sound on the chopping board, and the brand-new kitchen knife tapped lightly along the cut fish body.

With the vibration of the percussion, the fishbone was quickly shaken out from under the fish, and then the big knife was replaced by a small knife, cutting up and down, and then I saw Zhao Ke lightly shaking, and the complete fish bones came off the fish, one by one. Not bad, not a single drop.

"Pretty!"

The four diners at the dining table couldn't help widening their eyes and even held their breath when they saw the amazing knife skills in front of them, but they couldn't help but praise the wonderful deboning process in front of them.

Zhao Ke nodded and smiled, and removed a pink large intestine from the blister.

Sliced ​​quickly, smeared with secret seasoning, mixed with red wine, and poured into the pink large intestine.

"Guts!"

Although he was amazed at Zhao Ke's miraculous knife skills, he couldn't help showing a bit of disgust when he saw the large intestine that Zhao Ke took out.

People who can spare time to travel from the urban area to the suburbs and spend a lot of money to eat a meal are naturally not ordinary people, either rich or expensive.

They are used to eating delicacies made with top-notch ingredients, and when they see a large intestine, their first reaction is that it is greasy, fishy, ​​and not on the table.

Someone opened his mouth and wanted to ask if he could make another dish, but before he could ask, Zhao Ke wiped the large intestine with his hand, wrapped it in a layer of bread crumbs, and threw the large intestine into the oil pan casually.

"Zizzizi..."

A puff of green smoke erupted from the oil pan, accompanied by a very light fruity aroma. After sniffing carefully, there was a little bit of plum smell in the smell, which made people feel salivated and appetite.

When the bread crumbs on the large intestine had turned golden, Ke Zhao quickly took out the large intestine, replaced it with a pot of oil, and fried it again.

It was fried three times before and after, and it would have been fried black if it was used for other dishes, but the large intestine in Zhao Ke's hand became brighter and brighter.

After frying thoroughly for the third time, Zhao Ke took out the large intestine, took out a brand new kitchen knife from the cupboard, and lightly cut everything on the large intestine.

"call……"

There was a smell of wine, and I saw that the inside of the cut large intestine was not fatty oil, but bright scarlet fish, like jewel-colored soup, dripping down the incision into the plate, exuding a strong aroma of wine.

After wiping off the irregular red juice on the edge of the plate, Zhao Ke lightly placed a slice of mint on the plate for garnish. With the golden skin, the large intestine on the plate was more like a delicate work of art.

If they hadn't witnessed the whole process of Zhao Ke's cooking, I'm afraid they wouldn't believe that this dish was actually made with large intestines.

"Red wine intestines, please use slowly."

When the plate was served, the four diners in front of them couldn't wait to put it in their mouths, "Ka Ka Ka..." The four diners in front of them couldn't wait to put it in their mouths.

What followed was a fragrant, glutinous and delicious meat, mixed with a strong aroma of wine, but after a careful taste, in addition to the aroma of wine and meat, there was another aroma, that is plum.