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Chapter 311 311. Enthusiastic Stall Owner

After nightfall, Jiangcheng became even colder.

Of course, compared to Hedao, which has a higher average latitude, it doesn't snow here so early.

Christmas is approaching, and the shops on the street have been decorated with festive decorations. The big hotel where the little witch lives even has a Christmas tree filled with shiny gifts in the lobby.

"Where are we going?"

The little witch followed Qiao Mu, full of curiosity about where she was going next.

"You'll know when we get there."

Qiao Mu led her into a vegetable market surrounded by a small old neighborhood nearby.

The little witch had been well-served and well-served in Hedao. She had never been to such a noisy place with a lot of people, so she could only hold on to Qiao Mu's clothes to prevent her from getting lost.

“When I was little, I loved watching other people kill fish.”

Passing by the aquatic product area, Qiao Mu couldn't help but sigh when she saw people buying eels and the stall owner cleaning them up in the traditional way.

When the little witch saw the enthusiastic stall owner inserting the eel's head on a nail on a wooden board and then cutting it open and removing the bones with a knife, the little witch suddenly felt a chill and hurriedly leaned closer to Qiao Mu.

On the side, there was a young stall owner who was killing fish while live broadcasting. He was removing the scales of the fish, and the little witch looked livid.

"You can even deal with that kind of exotic monster, but you can't bear to see this?"

Qiao Mu was curious.

Obviously the little witch dared to fight the squirming flesh and blood, but she didn't dare to watch the fish being killed, which was really surprising.

"This is this, that is that, we can't generalize!"

The little witch said bravely, seeing Qiao Mu buying eels and handing them over to the enthusiastic stall owner.

"Are we going to eat this tonight?"

Her eyes widened as she watched the fish squirming like a long snake being brutally dismembered by the enthusiastic stall owner with extremely skilled methods, and she immediately decided not to eat this thing tonight.

"delicious."

Qiao Mu nodded.

"This is too cruel."

The little miko considered the words.

It is said that a gentleman is far away from the kitchen. When she eats beef, she may not think about how the cattle are slaughtered in the slaughterhouse.

"Could your next sentence be that even if I die and jump out of here, I won't take a bite of this thing?"

Qiao Mu remembered the contents of some classic Internet memes.

"What?"

It was Ah Xin who was surfing. What does it have to do with the little witch? She didn't understand what Qiao Mu meant.

"Wait a minute, aren't we going to eat roast duck, xiaolongbao, mapo tofu, dongpo pork, etc. outside tonight?"

The little witch realized it later.

"Well, we eat at home."

Qiao Mu nodded and took the eel in a plastic bag handed over by the enthusiastic stall owner.

"Home, home!"

The little witch was very frightened.

"W-Isn't it good to go home so soon? I haven't prepared a meeting gift, and I haven't dressed up seriously. No, no, at least let me touch up my makeup."

She was a little incoherent.

Qiao Mu glanced at her, wondering what strange knowledge A Xin had instilled into the little witch.

After taking the little witch for a walk around the vegetable market, he returned to the downstairs of Xingfu Apartment.

After knocking on the door next door, the old woman opened the door with a smile on her face.

"Oh, why did you buy so many vegetables? I'm so embarrassed."

She quickly saw the little witch behind Qiao Mu.

"Come on, little girl, come in quickly. I turned on the air conditioner in advance. It's cold outside now."

Let the little miko enter as if you were greeting your granddaughter.

"Excuse me for disturbing you."

The little witch's face turned pale.

“Is this, is this going to meet the parents directly!!?”

She gingerly put on the knitted slippers with simple patterns that the old woman had prepared for herself.

"Sit down, are you hungry? There are snacks here."

The old woman looked very happy and asked the little witch to sit on the sofa. On the coffee table in front of the sofa was an exaggerated mooncake gift box from an unknown year, which contained some nougat, Shaqima and other small snacks that the elderly like. snack.

"Auntie, let's cook first."

Qiao Mu put all the vegetables he bought on the kitchen counter and started to help with them.

Seeing an old man and a young man working in the kitchen, the little witch felt that although she was more than willing, she was not strong enough.

She doesn't know how to cook at all, and going there will only cause trouble.

On the TV, local news in Jiangcheng was played, mentioning the cultural exchange summit. In the external publicity, the cultural exchange summit included art exhibitions, film festivals, seminars and many other projects.

The little witch thought for a while and could only help the two of them pour water.

However, she didn't find the water dispenser. According to the knowledge she had learned before, the water from the faucet here cannot be drank directly, and she didn't find the kettle. While scratching her head and head, Qiao Mu noticed this.

"What are you looking for?"

"Uh, um, water."

The little witch was like a caught cat, her hands playing with her sleeves bewilderedly.

"here."

Qiao Mu pointed to the printed thermos next to the coffee table.

The little miko saw this for the first time in her life, so she opened the lid unskillfully and pulled out the cork.

"magic."

She couldn't help but sigh.

The coffee table in the living room was quickly filled with dishes.

Shredded eel in oil, braised pork, braised pumpkin, stir-fried vegetables, kelp and pork ribs soup are all home-cooked dishes.

".I-I can't eat that much."

The little witch watched the old woman fill her bowl with a large spoonful of rice, flatten it with a rice spoon, and then add another large spoonful.

"When young people grow up, they should eat more."

The old woman refused to give up.

The little witch took the bowl and couldn't help but drop her hand.

Heavy.

She either ate with other witches in the shrine or ate alone. She almost never ate at home, so now she seemed a little uncomfortable with it.

The little witch watched Qiao Mu pick up the eel she had said she would never eat and happily put it into her mouth.

"Here, eat more meat."

When the old woman saw this, she thought the little witch was too shy to pick up the food herself, so she gave her a handful of shredded eels.

The little witch looked at the shredded eel that was covered in sauce and exuded an alluring fragrance. She swallowed and recalled the way the eel squirmed like a snake in the water. She recalled the skillful and skillful way the enthusiastic stall owner killed the fish. Look at the cruel methods.

After struggling for a while, under the watch of the old lady, she took a bite of eel.

".tasty."

The old lady is a native of Jiangcheng, and her craftsmanship is authentic old Jiangcheng style. She likes thick oily red sauce. The taste is somewhat similar to what the little witch usually eats, especially with a slightly salty and sweet taste, which goes very well with rice.

"Can you do that again?"

Seeing this, Qiao Mu asked hurriedly.

"What?"

The little witch didn't know why.

"It smells so good."

Qiao Mu helped answer the question.

"Is it tasty?"

The old woman interrupted Qiao Mu's silly behavior.

"tasty!"

The little witch nodded immediately.

"Then eat some more. Don't worry, there's still some on the plate."

The old woman gave the little witch another piece of shredded eel.