Chapter 20 Chapter VII

Murray originally planned to go to the antique market to search for treasures this morning, but now he obviously has no such interest. At this moment, he just wanted to find Lao Su immediately and ask him face to face what happened that day. He dialed Lao Su's phone.Old Su picked it up and said he was at home.Murray said "Wait, I'll come to you right away", hung up the phone, went downstairs immediately, and drove to Lao Su's house. Half an hour later, Murray came to the dormitory of the Land Bureau where Lao Su was.Lao Su is a retired cadre, living a prosperous life, carefree, full of leisure and leisure.Like Murray, his greatest interest is to evaluate food. Although he is not a professional gourmet, he is also a well-known senior food critic.

After Murray arrived at Old Su's house, the old uncle was obviously a little confused.After asking his old friend to sit down, he poured a glass of water and asked, "Old Mu, what's the matter? Are you looking for me so urgently?" Murray took the cup, put it on the coffee table, and said "hmm". Old Su waited for Murray to speak. "Shixian called me just now, saying that you went to Shanpinju for dinner last Wednesday, is that the case?" Murray said. Old Su let out an "ah" and then explained: "Old Su, it's like this, it's not that I don't want to ask you to come with me..."

Murray waved his hand. "The food fairy told me just now. I didn't come to ask why you didn't invite me. We have been friends for so many years. I won't be angry because of such a trivial matter." "Hehe, yes..." Old Su was somewhat embarrassed, "Then what do you want to say to me?" Murray looked at Old Su: "I heard that you didn't eat well that day. The boss of Shanpinju called you and told you that the chef's old man was sick. But you didn't believe it, so you went to find them, right? " Old Su responded vaguely. "Can you tell me what happened after you went to them?"

"Why are you asking about this?" Old Su asked. "Curious." Murray said, "I think this is a bit strange. It may not be sick, but there are other secrets behind it." Old Su nodded and said, "You've been thinking about it with me. That's what I thought that day, but when I asked about it, it turned out that they were lying—the old man didn't have any soldiers at all." "what happened?" Lao Su said: "That day, the more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. How could I fool the guests? So I insisted on finding an explanation to them. When I was in the house, the door was closed, and I knocked for a long time. The man was Qinghui. The woman came to open the door.

"I told her that I was the guest who made an appointment today. Qinghui said, didn't I tell you that the old man was sick? I said, since this is the case, then I will visit the old man. That Qinghui was obviously guilty, so she hurriedly said thank you , No need. But I insisted on entering the door, and then walked towards the old gentleman's room. "The old man came in before he reached the door of the room. He apologized to me and said that it was not his illness, but something else important. I hope I can understand. I said very angrily at that time, I invited friends to come I ate here, but I let everyone down. Anyway, they should give me an explanation, or make me up. The old man is a straightforward person, and he agreed without hesitation, and said that this dish is their apology. No charge. I was also a little embarrassed, saying that if you have something to do, I can pack it up and go after it is done. But they said that this dish can only be eaten here and cannot be packed. The original text is in bold."

Hearing this, Murray couldn't help but ask, "Why?" "have no idea." "Then you sat there alone and ate this dish?" "Yes, the old man will finish it in a short time, and I sat on the table in the room where we ate last time, and had a full meal of this delicious meat." Old Su said that his saliva was about to flow out, "Maybe Because of the apology, what he made me was a special large crock pot stew—at least three times as much as we ate that day. It felt so satisfying and enjoyable. After eating, I forgot For all the unhappiness before, I thank the old gentleman for giving me special treatment, what happens after you finish eating?" Murray asked.

"Of course I'll leave after eating." Old Su said. "When did you leave?" Old Su thought for a while, "It's past five o'clock." "Where did you only eat this dish, didn't you do anything else?" Murray asked tentatively. Old Su asked puzzledly: "Isn't there a place to eat, what else can I do?" Murray thought for a moment and asked, "Did you notice anything unusual when you were eating there?" "No way..." Old Su thought back, "Oh, only that Qinghui, I noticed that she had been pacing in the yard and kept looking at her watch, as if she was in a hurry to do something important. Several times, She came to the door and looked at me, clearly implying that I should eat faster and leave quickly, but I was not so ignorant, so I ate faster and left."

"After that, you drove back to the city?" "yes." Murray lowered his eyes, as if thinking, "Old Mu, why are you asking for such details?" Old Su asked puzzledly, "Is there anything else?" "No..." Murray rolled his eyes and said, "By the way, Shixian asked to go to Shanpinju for dinner tomorrow. Do you want to go?" "Where can I still go now?" Old Su blurted out. Looking at Old Su, Murray suddenly felt as if ice had poured into his blood. He slowly stood up from the sofa and stared at Old Su. "You...do you know where to go?"

Old Su opened his mouth in a daze for a while, then said, "No, I don't know, I just... guessed." Murray looked at him coldly and took a step back. Old Su also stood up and said, "Old Mu, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?" Murray said in a deep voice, "Tell me, why do you think you can't go anywhere?" Old Su pursed his lips and said, "Because when I went to find them that afternoon, I saw several bags in the yard, as if they were packing up. In addition, the feeling they showed when they spoke, was like their I don’t want to do it, it seems like I want to move out. But I’m also guessing, I don’t know if it’s true—Old Mu, are they really not going to open?”

Murray didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "Is what you just said the truth?" Of course, what happened to you today, as if you came to question me, what happened? ……nothing.Murray went straight to the door and opened it. "I'm leaving." "Oh, old Mu..." Before Old Su finished speaking, Murray walked outside the door, closed the door and walked on the street. Murray let out a long breath, feeling upset and uneasy. What Old Su said just now made it difficult for him to distinguish the truth from the false.It sounded plausible, but always felt suspicious.

Logically speaking, old friends for so many years should not be suspicious, but Murray always felt that since Lao Su ate that mysterious meat, he seemed to be possessed by a demon.In order to eat this kind of meat.He avoids himself and invites other friends to eat; if he doesn't eat this kind of meat, he finds it there and insists on others to make a portion for him before he gives up.If, as he said, he felt that they planned to leave this place, which meant that he would never eat this kind of meat again, what would he do? Thinking of this, Murray's heart tightened—Old Su loved this kind of meat so much, but he didn't show a particularly disappointed look when he knew that the meal would not be possible.Could it be that he really... While feeling palpitating and trembling, Murray's cell phone rang. He took it out and glanced at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number. When Murray picked up the phone, it was from the sub-district office, saying that his old house in the old city would be demolished in the near future, and he was notified to vacate the house as soon as possible, and to discuss specific matters such as compensation with the sub-district office. (It feels like there are clues in the old house) Murray was upset, he responded casually, and hung up the phone. In fact, Murray had known for a long time that the demolition and reconstruction of the old city would affect his old house.It was a set of welfare housing allocated by the work unit after my father came to the city. Since his father passed away, it has been vacant.At this moment, Murray obviously didn't have the mind to take care of the house, but after thinking about it, he would have to tidy up his things sooner or later, otherwise he would call his son Mu Dongcheng to go with him now, and tell him about Lao Su by the way, listen to his son Views. Murray dialed his son's cell phone and asked, "Dongcheng, are you at work now?" "No, I'm at home." "Why didn't you go to work?" "My job is to sort out the materials at home. What's the matter, Dad?" Walking on the street, Murray let out a long breath, feeling upset and uneasy. What Old Su said just now made it difficult for him to distinguish the display rack.It sounds plausible, but it always feels suspicious. Logically speaking, there should be no doubts about being an old friend for so many years.But Murray always felt that ever since Lao Su ate that mysterious meat, he seemed to be possessed by a demon.In order to eat this kind of meat, he avoided himself and invited other friends to eat; if he didn't eat this kind of meat, he went there persistently and insisted that someone make a portion for him before he gave up.If, as he said, he felt that they planned to leave this place, which meant that he would never eat this kind of meat again, what would he do? Thinking of this, Murray's heart tightened—Old Su loved this kind of meat so much, but he didn't show a particularly disappointed adopted son after he knew that the meal would not be possible.Male knife, he really... Just as he was panicking, Murray's cell phone rang.He took it out and glanced at the caller ID, it was an unfamiliar number. Murray's relief call was from the sub-district office, saying that his old house in the old city would be demolished in the near future, and he was informed to vacate the house as soon as possible, and to discuss specific matters such as compensation with the sub-district office. Murray was upset, he responded casually, and hung up the phone. In fact, Murray had known for a long time that the demolition and reconstruction of the old city would affect his old house.It was a set of welfare housing allocated by the work unit after my father came to the city. Since his father passed away, it has been vacant.At this moment, Murray is obviously not in the mood to take care of the house, but after thinking about it, he will have to tidy up sooner or later, why not call his son Twilight City to go with him now, and tell him about Old Su by the way. According to his son's opinion, Murray dialed his son's cell phone and asked, "Dongcheng, are you at work now?" "No, I'm at home." "Why didn't you go to work?" "My job is to sort out the materials at home. What's the matter, Dad?" Murray thought for a while, and his son's home was only two streets away, and said, "I'll come to your house." Mu Dongcheng was silent for a moment, "You...what's the matter, can you just say it on the phone?" Murray frowned: "Why, can't I come?" "No...of course you can come, then you come..." Murray hung up the phone, feeling a little confused, why did Mu Dongcheng speak hesitatingly?It seems like he doesn't want to come to the door by himself...it wasn't like this before. Forget it, let's go first and then talk (original italics) Murray walked forward, and ten minutes later, he arrived at the downstairs of the community where his son was, and took the elevator upstairs. Murray actually had the key to his son's house, but since he was at home, he still rang the doorbell. After two rings, Mu Dongcheng opened the door. "Dad, you should wear these slippers." Mu Dongcheng called his father to enter the door.After Murray sat down, Mu Dongcheng made a cup of his father's favorite West Lake Longjing tea and brought it over. "What do you want from me?" Mu Dongcheng asked. Murray took a sip of tea and said, "Dongcheng, that matter... I have already promised you that I will not pursue it further, but it is because I want to get entangled in this matter. This morning, your Uncle Zhang (Food Immortal) called Come……" Murray thought for a while, his son's house was only two streets away, and said, "I'll come to your house." Mu Dongcheng was silent for a moment, "You... what's the matter? Can't you just say it on the phone?" Murray frowned, "Why, can't I come?" Murray told his son the whole process of what happened in the morning, and Mu Dongcheng frowned. After a while, Murray asked, "What do you think?" Mu Dongcheng said, "I think it should be a coincidence." Murray looked at his son, "You really think so?" "Yeah, how could Uncle Su do such a terrible thing?" "Of course it's impossible under normal circumstances, but I think he has become a little abnormal because of this kind of meat..." Murray said hesitantly, "In order to eat or get this kind of meat, he may do anything .” "Dad, this is just your wild guess." Mu Dongcheng reminded, "Since you have promised not to pursue this matter, stop thinking about it." "But……" At this time, Mu Dongcheng's cell phone rang, and he made a "wait a moment" gesture to his father and picked up the phone. This call was made by someone from the work unit. Mu Dongcheng stood up and turned his back on his father, talking about work.Murray had nothing to do. He saw a few books under the glass coffee table, one of which was flipping upside down. It was obviously the book Mu Dongcheng was reading recently. He picked up the book and looked at the cover. It was a book. A new version of "The Arabian Nights".The page that this book opens is "Arabian Nights?"In a story called "Jut and the Moroccan", Murray glanced at it casually, and suddenly his eyes widened. He straightened up and looked seriously. The content of this page is as follows - Judt and the Moroccan set off on mules.Start at noon and trek until sunset.Judt was very hungry. Seeing that the Moroccan had nothing with him, he asked him, "Sir, maybe you forgot to bring something to eat?" "You are hungry?" "Ok." So they jumped off their mules.The Moroccan called Judt: "Take off the saddle bag for me." After he took off the saddle bag, he asked again: "My brother, what do you want to eat?" "whatever." "I swear to Allah, you should explain clearly, what do you want to eat?" "Bread and cheese." "Alas! Poor man! Bread and cheese are so cheap. Choose something better." "I'm so hungry, I'll do anything, as long as it's something to eat." "Do you like braised chicken?" "like very much." "Do you like to eat honey rice?" "like very much." "I like to eat..." The Moroccan reported the names of twenty-four dishes in a row. After hearing this, Judt thought he was crazy.With neither kitchen nor cook, where would he get all these delicacies?Don't let him think about it.So he hurriedly replied: "Enough, enough. You don't have anything at hand, but you offer so many delicacies. You are deliberately making me feel uncomfortable!" "Yes, Judt." As the Moroccan said, he reached into his saddlebag and took out a gold plate, which indeed contained two steaming roast chickens; he reached in for the second time and took out a plate of roast lamb; , actually took out the twenty-four kinds of dishes from the previous Shu Kingdom, and there were not many of them.He said, "Eat, poor man!" Judt was stunned by the scene in front of him and said, "Sir, do you have a kitchen and a cook in your saddlebag?" The Moroccan laughed and said: "This saddlebag is enchanted, and there is a servant in it for errands. At the same time, even if we ask him for a thousand dishes, he will immediately honor it." "What a wonderful saddle bag!" Judt praised. They drank and gorged, and had a hearty meal.After eating, throw away the leftovers, put the empty plate back into the saddle bag, and take out a water jug, pouring water for washing.After the meal, they said their prayers, and then packed up the road. They rode on their mules and continued to trek. The Moroccan asked, "Jout, do you know how far we have traveled from Egypt to this place?" "No, I do not know." "We've been on the road for a month." "How is this going?" "Jute, you have to know that this mule is a magic horse, and it can travel a year's distance in a day. Today I walked slowly to take care of you." They walked, walked, and approached Morocco.Three meals a day are served abundantly from the saddlebags.