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Uncle Chen shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it."

Xiao Ziyi, who had been silent all this time, finally said: "Uncle Chen has been living in the village, and he never heard that the fire scale fruit is normal."

Jiang Li thinks about it too, this Uncle Chen is just a mortal, how could he know something like fire scale fruit.

Xiao Ziyi asked: "Do you have any pictures or diagrams of fire scale fruit?"

Bai Zhanfan came to his senses, quickly took out a piece of paper from his pocket and spread it out: "This is the fire scale fruit we are looking for."

Uncle Chen took the paper, looked closely at it for a long time before saying: "Oh, what you are talking about is ghost tongue."

"Ghost tongue?" Jiang Li tilted his head, not knowing what it was.

Uncle Chen explained: "This ghost tongue is almost exactly the same as the fire scale fruit you gave me. Although I don't know if it is the same fruit, it is about the same size, bright red in color, and has a layer of tiny scales on the body."

Jiang Li couldn't wait to ask: "Then why is it called ghost tongue?"

Chen Bodao: "This ghost tongue grows in extremely hot places. There is a ghost tongue tree in a hot spring pool here. If someone dies, put the ghost tongue into the mouth of the corpse, and the dead person will die slowly." slow down to ashes, this is how the villagers dealt with the remains of the dead during the plague, called sky cremation."

Chen Bo paused, Jiang Li hurriedly got up and took a teacup from the table, poured some water, and gave it to Chen Bo.

Chen Bo thanked him, drank a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and continued: "Originally this fruit had no name, but later because the dead man held the fruit, it would start to burn from his mouth. With the flames together, watching the dead man open his mouth, it seemed to be in the mouth. speak, so this fruit is called ghost tongue."

Everyone nodded, representative Jiang Li spoke quickly, and asked first: "Uncle Chen, can you please take us to the hot spring you mentioned?"

Here, Uncle Chen hadn't spoken yet, but Xiao Ziyi interrupted: "Uncle Chen is old and inconvenient, and I'm familiar with this place. I'll take you to find the hot springs. It's getting late now. Everyone will go after dinner. have a rest."

Several others thought it made sense.

Uncle Chen got up and said, "I'll go and prepare some dishes for you."

Xiao Ziyi hurriedly supported Chen Bo and said, "Let's come, how can I trouble you, Chen Bo?"

The few remaining people responded quickly.

Xiao Ziyi told Uncle Chen to sit back on the chair, and then said to Bai Zhanfan: "You are here to talk to Uncle Chen."

She pointed to Jiang Li and Wan Fengge again and said, "You two follow me."

A woman and two men entered the kitchen like this.

Before looking at what was in the kitchen, Jiang Li had already raised his hands in surrender and said, "Sorry, although I'm sorry, but I still have to say, I don't know how to cook."

Xiao Ziyi waved her hand and said: "Hey, I didn't expect you, a gentleman, to be able to cook. Get out of the way and let me show you a skill."

As a result, the young lady had just picked up the bamboo basket for the bowls and chopsticks when she tossed her feet and almost fell into a ball with a clatter.

Fortunately, Wan Fengge hugged Xiao Ziyi's waist, so the little girl didn't fall on her back.

Jiang Li was extremely quick, and within a few clicks, he rescued all the flying dishes and came back.

Jiang Li patted his chest, put the bamboo basket on the table and said: "My mother! Miss, are you going to cook, or are you going to starve us to death? There are only a few pairs of bowls and chopsticks here. If you throw them It’s a mess, we can only eat it from the pot.”

Wan Fengge pulled Xiao Ziyi up to stand up straight, then let go of her hand, saluted and said: "I offended you just now."

Xiao Ziyi didn't even have time to reply to Jiang Li's words, now her mind was full of the image of Wan Fengge hugging her just now, and the feeling of those bony hands touching her stomach.

Wan Fengge picked up his sleeve and said, "I'll do it."

There are not many things in the kitchen, Jiang Li found a few tomatoes and some shallots from the backyard.

Wan Fengge found some rice, not much, if only Uncle Chen ate it alone, it would probably be enough for a while, but if everyone ate it together, it might not be enough.

Wan Fengge thought for a while, and took out a delicate treasure bag from her wide sleeve, and took out a bag of flour and a few eggs from it.

Xiao Ziyi widened her eyes, pointed at those things and asked Wan Fengge: "Doesn't your sect give you silver taels when you go out? Do you still have to bring your own ingredients?"

Wan Fengge ignored her, and Jiang Li replied cheerfully: "No, I eat too much food from outside, but I still like the taste at home. Wan Fengge brought some ingredients, and they are delicious. "

Xiao Ziyi nodded with a vague understanding, "I see." Although she was still a little weird, she didn't say much.

Wan Fengge took the flour, mixed it with water, and started kneading the dough.