Chapter 3688: corn cake

Mo Yue smiled, "It seems that this big guy is really not a good stubborn. Seeing that everyone is planning to beat him up in partnership, he immediately began to take the small one as hostages, threatening everyone to beat the small one."
Luffy nodded, "Yes, that was the situation at the time. The big guy was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He saw that everyone was going to beat him, and he immediately picked up the small guy as a shield. Everyone was gearing up at the time, and they all planned to fight together, but it was because The little man was in his hand, and no one dared to rush over. But at this time, the little man cried out again, "No, don't hit him first, please take it for my sake, don't hit him." The little man cried with tears, just like a dead mother. When everyone saw it, they were all silent and at a loss. The big man sneered, did you hear it? If you want to save him, listen to what he said first, himself. I said that I wouldn’t let you come over, so you’d better save the time, and don’t worry about it. Okay, just walk away for me and let me go. The scene at this moment is indeed a bit embarrassing. Everyone wants to rush to save people, but it’s also hindering The little guy was in the hands of the big guy, worried that the big dog jumped off the wall and made actions that were unfavorable to the little guy. They all froze in place and didn't dare to act rashly. At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a roar from behind, what are you doing? Let it go. Everyone was shocked when they heard the shouting, and they turned around and saw the group leader standing behind him with an angry face. They were all dumbfounded, even the big guy who had been carrying the small shirt. The group leader was dumbfounded. I opened the crowd, walked to the big guy, pointed at the big guy, and reprimanded, what are you doing? I told you to let him go. Are you deaf? The big guy was taken aback. Maybe it was because he was too flustered. Shocked by his majesty, his hands trembled and the little man was let go. The little man was originally grabbed by the big guy and held the lap of his clothes for a long time. Now he suddenly let go of his hand, and suddenly felt uncomfortable. He thumped and fell. On the ground, the little man was not a fool. Just as his touched the ground, he immediately screamed, and crawled toward the crowd, in such an indescribable embarrassment. The big man rushed over and planned to catch the little one. When he came back, he was stopped by the commander. At this time, the anger of the big man had already been raised, no matter where he was concerned, he grabbed the hand of the commander and planned to throw it away at once. Where would the commander allow him to continue to run wild? Grabbing his wrist, the big guy yelled impatiently, let me go! The captain sternly said, that's enough, don't mess around anymore. Look at you, what do you look like now? You are a scientist in the research institute, How did you behave so rudely like a social bastard? The big guy lowered his head embarrassedly when he heard the group leader scolding himself like this. The harsh roar before turned into an urn urn reply. No wonder I am all to him, that little man. , He hates it too much. At this time, the little man has fled back into the crowd, hiding behind the crowd, tremblingly, you bastard, is your brain broken? What are you talking about? Who hates it? You are insane, grab me somehow, and pick it up. Don’t you think I’m small and bully? Big guy sneered, little dwarf, I didn’t mean to bully you, I’m just strange, we smelled the fragrance on the top of the cliff , You immediately said that the aroma is the aroma of tortillas, why do you say that? And the aroma is coming from somewhere Yes, intermittently, how can you think this is the aroma of tortillas? After listening to the big guys, everyone sniffed their noses together and realized that the aroma in the evening breeze was only occasional. Although it was sure that it was the aroma of food, after all, the aroma was not strong enough to be sure that the aroma was from tortillas. aroma. When everyone discovered this, they immediately turned around in surprise and looked at the little man. Everyone had questions on their faces. They seemed to be asking silently, why would you say that the aroma of tortillas? The little guy laughed, why? Just because I am a native of the countryside, my hometown is a place rich in corn, and every autumn is a great corn harvest. The villagers will break the corn cobs one by one, and then sit on the ground on the threshing ground and take the corn kernels. Break down one by one. After that, the corn kernels should be ground, the noodles should be cooked or made into other dishes, all as the villagers like. In our house, the corn kernels are usually rubbed, then ground into flour, and sifted through a sieve. The coarse porridge is what we usually call ballast porridge, and the finer is made into tortillas. In my memory, my mother likes to knead cornmeal into small dumplings, roll them into small pancakes, and bake them in a pan. When I was a child, I loved sweets. My mother would put sugar in the dough. Every time my mother battered tortillas , The yard is full of this sweet fragrance. It can be said that I am a child who grew up eating tortillas. Can I smell the aroma of this tortilla? At this time, everyone had no idea and started talking buzzingly. The head frowned, looked at the little man, and whispered, can you really confirm that the aroma is the aroma of tortillas? The little man nodded, 100% sure, this was indeed the aroma of tortillas. Everyone was dumbfounded, and started sniffing involuntarily, greedily catching the faint fragrance of the evening breeze. The little man even started to make a dreamlike sound, so fragrant tortillas. I remember that when I was young, there would be a big plate of tortillas on my dining table every night. I could sit at the side of the dining table with peace of mind and eat until I could support it. The tortillas just out of the pan are burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. One bite on it, breaking the burnt and crispy crust. The rich aroma in the cake rushes into the nostrils, the sweet aroma rushes to the face hot, just two Word-Ba Shi. Alas, the feeling of eating tortillas is very good. Now if there is a tortilla, even if it is only half, and it is still cold, cold and hard, I will recognize it. I really miss my mother's tortillas. Everyone listened to the description of the little man, and they all felt their throats dry, and they drooled almost immediately. After all, these people have been trapped in the mountains and have not eaten food for a long time. During this time, they have been eating all kinds of meat, such as hares and pheasants, or fish in the river. Now I heard the little man say that, They all moved their noses greedily, capturing the scent of food in the air, one by one, smashing their mouths so loudly, wishing to find a tortilla now, stuffing it into their mouth, and swallowing it. Some people say that silence is better than sound at this time, but now, there is only the sound of smashing the mouth on the top of the cliff. "