The grass carp occasionally struggles and bounces a few times, probably because it has been out of the water for too long and is about to expire, so it has no strength to jump out of the dish. If the plate had been smaller, the grass carp would have jumped out of the plate and escaped.
"Fat man, live fish? Are you going a little too far?" The princess smelled a fishy smell from a distance, and saw that what came up was actually a live fish, so she immediately asked the fat man.
"Isn't this what you ordered?" the fat man replied with a smile.
"But I didn't let you get a live fish! How do you want us to eat it?" the princess asked more and more angrily, feeling like she had been cheated.
"Girl, you are joking! Where can I eat live fish? This is a famous dish in our store and cannot be eaten elsewhere." The fat man still pretended to be mysterious.
"Okay, let me ask, which dish did we order?" the princess asked.
"Talk about everything?" Fatty replied immediately.
"But, is this fish still opening its mouth?" the princess asked anxiously.
"How can you talk if you don't open your mouth?" the fat man asked.
"The fishy smell is too strong!" the princess said again.
"If it doesn't smell fishy, it's not fresh! It's not fish anymore! Don't worry, girl, you can take a bite first and I guarantee you'll be satisfied. If you're not satisfied, you won't be charged." The fat man said confidently.
Zhizhi saw that the fat man was sure of it, so she took the chopsticks and was about to attack. The fish seemed to feel that Zhizhi was going to eat it, and their eyes turned around and stared at her fiercely, which immediately shocked Zhizhi again.
"It looks at me." Zhizhi didn't dare to eat again.
"It's okay, it's all fake." Fatty said.
After hearing this, Zhizhi finally plucked up the courage and gently picked up a piece of fish. When she ate it in her mouth, it was immediately delicious and the fishy smell was gone. On the contrary, the smell of fish spread all over her body, making her unforgettable once she ate it. .
The only thing that frightened Zhizhi was that when Zhizhi was taking away the meat from the fish, the fish stared at her even more fiercely and kept opening its mouth to vomit, as if it was cursing someone.
"How's it going? Are you satisfied, girl?" the fat man asked from the side.
"It's delicious, but the fish keeps staring at me and scolding me, which is not good." The princess finally felt relieved.
"It doesn't matter, you can tell it to shut up." Fatty said again.
"What's your name?"
"Just scream!" the fat man replied.
"Shut up! Is that all?" the princess said dubiously, but as soon as she finished speaking, the fish shut up.
"Hey! This dish is really interesting. It turns out that what we were talking about was steamed grass carp!" Zhizhi finally became interested and looked forward to the next three dishes.
After a while, the second dish came. This dish didn't look as weird as before. It was a pot of pig head soup. The slight difference was that the pig's head was a whole one, with its nostrils pointing upwards, directly immersed in the soup basin.
, "This looks good." The princess said, but she didn't want the pig's head to face her, so she turned the soup basin so that the pig's nose faced the fifth row.
Zhizhi saw that there was a spoon and a knife in the soup basin. It was obvious that the spoon was for drinking soup and the knife was for cutting the pig head meat.
Zhizhi just wanted to drink soup, so she took a spoon and was about to fill a bowl of soup with her, but she heard the fat man reminding her again: "Drink it now, it won't taste good, isn't it the right time?"
"How long will it take?" the princess asked.
The fifth row wanted to eat meat, so they took the knife first and started to cut the pig head meat. However, just as his knife touched the pig's head, two arrows of blood suddenly shot out from the pig's nostrils, spattering directly on the fifth line. The fifth line was shocked. Fortunately, he was agile and jumped up from the stool in a hurry, then took two steps back to avoid being splashed by the two blood arrows. However, due to the sudden incident, the fifth row almost fell down and looked very embarrassed.
Seeing the embarrassment of the fifth line, Zhizhi immediately burst out laughing, grinning from ear to ear. I saw that after the blood arrow spurted out of the pig's nose, the blood continued to gush out, like a volcanic eruption. From the pig's nose down, the pig's head was covered with blood in an instant. The blood flow continued and even stained the broth. became red.
When the fat man saw that the broth had turned red, he said, "Girl, what tastes best if you drink the soup now?"
"What is this red thing? Isn't it blood?" Zhizhi asked while laughing at the fifth line.
"It's jam." The fat man replied.
Zhizhi then filled a bowl of soup and drank it. The broth was extremely fragrant and not greasy at all: "What a soup, it really deserves to be called pig's blood!" Zhizhi said, but she was still looking at it with strange eyes. The fifth line only makes the fifth line even more embarrassing.
After a while, the third dish came, and it was equally strange. There were more than a dozen fist-sized pebbles surrounding a small bowl of minced meat, and there was a small candle lit in the small bowl of minced meat. .
Zhizhi and Wu Xing had guessed at this time that this must be a fire burning stone. Because they just asked the waiter and knew that this dish is actually steamed buns wrapped with meat fillings. It's just that these stones don't look like Wo Wo Tou.
In order to prove that it was not a pebble, Zhizhi picked up one and pinched it, but she couldn't hold it. It was as hard as a rock. Zhizhi didn't give up and picked up the knife in the pig's bloody head again, trying to cut open the stone-like thing. But after everything went on, there was no cutting, and sparks flew everywhere, and the edge of the knife was curled.
"Fat man, this thing is so hard, you are going to eat someone to death!" The princess immediately shouted angrily.
"Oh! Girl, that's not how you eat it. To burn a stone, you must burn it with fire first!" The fat man said, then he picked one up with chopsticks and put it on the candle in the small bowl. The stone immediately caught fire. Then it slowly turned into a steamed bun. While the fire was still not out, the fat man put some minced meat into the steamed bun, and then put it into the Zhizhi bowl. He hurriedly urged: "Eat it quickly. If you wait until the fire goes out, it won't taste good!"
Zhizhi looked at the wotou that was still burning with raging fire, but she still didn't dare to open her mouth, so she just asked: "Won't this fire burn my mouth?"
"Hey! This is a false fire. It's just for good looks. It can be adjusted to taste. It won't burn people." The fat man replied.
Zhizhi was dubious and took a bite cautiously, fearing that she would be burned by the fire. However, the fire was really not scalding. Zhizhi took a bite and was very satisfied.
The more Zhizhi ate, the more interesting she became, and she became even more curious about what the last black-heart radish was: "What is the last black-heart radish?"
"It's the black-hearted radish! It should be ready! I'll serve it to you." The fat man said and went into the kitchen again.
Not long after, the black-hearted radish arrived. It was really just a white radish. Even the green radish leaves were still on it. It was like pulling a white radish directly from the ground, then washing it clean and putting it directly on the plate. Just like it was served.
