Chapter 125, strangers in different places stay strangers, warm food and drink are more warm

The man looked at Qi Han's dim and deep phoenix eyes, and said slowly, "It's just a temporary blindness." After you take the medicine for a while, the blood in the skull will completely dissipate and you will be able to see it. ”

His voice was warm and calm, as if talking about the weather, there was inexplicably a soothing power, Qi Han breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "So that's the case." ”

The man stretched out his hand: "Let's go out to eat first." ”

Qi Han nodded, groped to hold his hand, and for a while, all his senses were handed over to the cold palm, supported by the man, got off the couch, and slowly walked towards the outside step by step.

Walking outside, a pungent aroma of food came, Qi Han's stomach suddenly turned on the pot again, he heard the unassuming voice, his face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed.

The man chuckled and said, "It's okay." Anyone who has taken the pill for three days and has not eaten a grain of rice will be like this. ”

The words fell and the voice disappeared, silently pulling Qi Han and keeping a distance.

As soon as I sat down in front of the desk, I heard a young child's voice sound: "Good-looking brother, he is actually a blind man, and he needs to be supported by his husband when he walks......

The milky voice in the milk is full of curiosity, and it sounds like she is only six or seven years old.

As he spoke, Qi Han felt a breeze passing in front of him, and he frowned, guessing that it was probably the child who was naughty and was shaking his hand in front of him, testing whether he really couldn't see.

Qi Han didn't know how to answer for a while, but he heard the man's warm voice sound: "Pu'er, after dinner, go to the ink pavilion to copy "Gao's Etiquette" twenty times. (The rites in the Six Classics were burned by the Qin fire, and only the rituals given by the high hall students remained in later generations)

The child immediately wailed: "Sir, what's wrong with Pu'er......" said and stomped his feet on the side.

The man said in a deep voice, "Since I don't know what's wrong, I'll copy it ten more times." ”

The child shuddered, and hurriedly muttered, "Sir, Pu'er knows that he is wrong! He is a guest, and I speak inappropriately and refer to people's defects, and then I behave in a disrespectful manner, and dangle in front of his eyes...... Pu'er really knows that she is wrong now, please punish less, and I have to cook for you at night!"

As he spoke, he blinked with wide eyes and a pleading face.

Qi Han heard the man's calm voice without any ups and downs, and said slowly: "Your way of cooking, I taught you, you don't have to worry about dinner, go and copy obediently, don't bargain." ”

The boy choked, took out a clean wooden bowl from his pocket, slammed it on the table in anger, and began to serve the meal.

A small hand was in the dark, secretly tugging at Qi Han's clothes.

The corners of Qi Han's lips hooked, turned his eyes to the man, but he was in the wrong direction, pointed his thin side chin and ears at the man, and said with a smile: "Engong, I don't mind, spare this child." ”

The man silently wrung up the wet handkerchief from the basin of water, handed it to Qi Han, saw him clean his face and hands, and did not answer.

Qi Han was bored, but he didn't think it was annoying, after all, everyone has different temperaments, this man is obviously very abnormal, and naturally he has his insistence. Qi Han finished wiping, handed the wipes back, and politely thanked him.

Na Pu'er lamented again and again, ran in and out, and soon came up with a sand bowl, opened the clay cover, and filled the room with fragrance.

"Oh, this is the chicken fir and mountain mushroom soup he cooked......"

The child reluctantly introduced, but even the gentleman refused to call, and only swallowed secretly at the soup.

The rich and fragrant smell is intoxicating, and it is a delicacy that Qi Han has never smelled. In his previous life, he had heard that there was a kind of wild mushroom growing in the southwest border, which the locals called chicken shredded mushroom, which was the crown of mushrooms. Only in the rainy season the soil emerges, the morning and the evening fail, only one day of life, but it is rich in nutrients, the best delicious delicacies. Zhu Youxiao, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, loved this wild mushroom the most in his life, but he couldn't get it because it was delicate and fragile, and he often sighed in the sky.

In this winter, where did this person get such a mountain delicacies to make soup?

The man put some mushroom soup into Qi Han's bowl, Qi Han took a sip, and then took the mushrooms in it with chopsticks to eat, so delicious that he almost dropped his tongue.

"Delicious and sweet, fresh and sweet, sweet and crispy, it is simply a divine ......"

Qi Han was hungry for a few days, and it was the first time since he crossed over to eat such a great and precious ingredient, only to feel that his taste buds were all opened, and he didn't care whether it was hot or not, so he rolled up all the mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, and broth in the bowl.

The child snorted, and said proudly: "You are so lucky, Mr. rarely does anything on weekdays, and he orders me to cook." The implication is that he has a lot of complaints about his exploited labor.

In addition to the soup, there are also two dishes on the table, a stir-fried coconut white, a roasted fish roe with winter melon and shrimp, two bowls of glutinous rice, three tablespoons, and a small plate of kernels. The man didn't eat or drink soup, so he slowly drank the wine warm, and from time to time took a sip of the kernel in front of him.

Qi Han picked up the rice bowl, and he didn't know where to hand the chopsticks in his hand, so the man ordered the child to give Qi Han a dish, the child stood beside Qi Han bitterly, his eyes glowed green, and he watched Qi Han hug a bowl of fragrant white rice, and devoured the delicious ingredients.

The dishes made by this child taste good, although it is far less than the mushroom soup made by the man, but it is also very flavorful of peasant dishes, Qi Han ate heartily, and suddenly heard the child sobbing and swallowing saliva, so he put the bowl down, took the child's little hand, hugged him to his lap and sat down, and said in a harmonious voice: "You eat here, by the way, help me pick up the vegetables, thank you." ”

Pu'er sat down abruptly in his cold arms, raised her eyes to meet Qi Han's handsome face, and was stunned, her little face flushed. He was afraid that the man opposite would be angry, so he hurriedly looked over, but saw that the man was holding the wine glass in a daze, as if he had acquiesced to his good-looking brother's behavior. The perception of this good-looking brother in my heart is much better.

Qi Han felt that the food here was far sweeter and more delicious than elsewhere, and he and Pu'er were almost fighting for it in the end. The number of meals was limited, and the two of them had eaten all the dishes, and they were only seven or eight points full, but the man ignored it, and leisurely drank his own wine, and then took out a small half bowl of rice, and ate it slowly with the remaining leftovers and half a bowl of mushroom soup.

Qi Han hugged the child's fragrant and soft body, touched the huge bib in front of him, rubbed the embroidery pattern on his head with his fingers, and deliberately teased him: "Hmm, what kind of birds and finches are embroidered on Pu'er's bib, is it Ono Yan?"

Pu'er snorted angrily: "Good-looking brother, don't talk nonsense! This is not a little wild duck." This is Mr.'s bib, and the embroidered on it is a colorful Zhai bird, which is more beautiful than a peacock and a phoenix. ”

Qi Han secretly stuck out his tongue and said in his heart, it turned out to be the gentleman's kitchen clothes, no wonder he was wearing this kid and was about to hang to the ground. Feeling slightly embarrassed on his face, he quickly apologized to the man, but he was in the wrong direction.

The man was still cold, and did not seem to mind, nor did he answer, and when he had finished his meal, he packed up his clothes, and finally pushed open the wooden door, and wanted to leave.

A gust of wind blew in from outside the door, Qi Han was surprised in his heart, and asked, "Engong, why isn't this wind like the cold of winter?"

The man was silent for a moment, and replied: "Within ten zhang of this snow house, there are several hours a day when the climate is different, your eyes are inconvenient, don't walk around first, what you want to do, just let Pu'er accompany you." When he had finished speaking, he turned to the boy and said, "Pu'er, I'm leaving, and I'll be back at dusk." Remember to pick dogwood seeds, fuliu vines, peppers, and tomatoes, wash them and set them aside. In the evening we went to catch fish on the ice lake. ”

After the words fell, he put on a thick snow coat, put on a pair of wadding long shoes, and left behind the door.

Pu'er jumped up from the ground, blinked her eyes and asked, "Good-looking brother, I have to send Mr. every day, are you with me?"

Qi Han nodded: "Then you quickly take a wooden stick and lead the way in front of me." ”

One big and one small went out with him, and he heard the man in front of him pause and walk slowly step by step.

Qi Han's cheeks were hot, his mind was still dizzy, he smelled the strong aroma of flowers and fruits around him, and thought of the man's words, he couldn't help but be more and more surprised-what kind of place is this place, there is such a strange climate?

All the way to the edge of the woods, the wind and snow in front of me whirled, and the trees were covered with snow. There seems to be an invisible thread in the forest, separating it into two very different worlds. Pu'er walked to the demarcation point, and stopped at the same time as the man in front of her, as if she had already had a tacit understanding, every morning, when she was sent here, she would not move forward.

The man stopped in the snow, stretched out his hand and put on the hat behind the big hat, and turned to the two of them, "Go back." Pu'er, take care of the guests, I'm going. ”

Pu'er's face showed some reluctance, waved her white fat little hand, and shouted loudly: "Sir, you go quickly! Come back early, don't delay on the road and suffer from the cold...... There is a medicine boiling in the sedan chair, you have to remember to drink it......"

The echo echoed far through the trees, shaking the snow from the trees to a torrent.

"Don't forget to penalize. The man suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, waved his hand at Pu'er, and walked away.

The child frowned and took Qi Han back. Qi Han asked him, "Pu'er, your husband is not in good health?"

Pu'er blinked her eyes: "Good-looking brother, my husband has a lot of pills, when he goes out on weekdays, the medicine in the sedan chair has to put two big burdens, if he accidentally gets sick, I'm afraid I won't have enough to eat......"

Qi Han was dumbfounded, and he was a little worried: "What kind of disease is he suffering from? It's freezing outside, how can he go out ......?"

Pu'er shook her head: "I don't know what kind of illness my husband is, when he is not sick, he looks very healthy...... Well, the sedan chair is naturally carried by someone. At the beginning of every morning, when Mr. goes out, someone comes to pick him up. Actually, my husband prefers to ride a horse by himself, and he said that he likes the feeling of riding in the snow...... But in order to save you that day, he contracted the wind cold, and he has been sitting in a sedan chair for the past few days. ”

Qi Han heard it in a fog, and only felt that the gentleman was becoming more and more mysterious, and because he made him sick, he felt a little guilty.

"That'...... What's your husband's name?"

"But Mr. Husband's name cannot be easily said. Pu'er thought cautiously.

Qi Han secretly thought in his heart, it turned out that the benevolent prince had a special identity, and he didn't want others to know his name.

He said to Pu'er: "I have a single name for Han, you can call me Brother Han." ”

Pu'er nodded and smiled: "Okay, Brother Han." You go back to the snow house to recuperate, and I'll have lunch, and if you're better in the evening, we'll go catch fish on the ice together!"

Qi Han was infected by his carefree voice, and the gloom in his heart seemed to be slightly relieved, and he also laughed: "Okay, I'll go back and sleep for a day, maybe it'll be fine in the evening." ”

Pu'er was very satisfied with what he said, and curled her lips and thought to herself, when you are ready, the future lunch will be handed over to you! 166 Reading Network