Zhang Cuili got up early this morning and put up the laba porridge. The laba porridge that has been boiled all night is so fragrant because of the robe and meat in it, coupled with Feng Junhui's ingredients. The family got up when they smelled it, and they all ate with a round belly. In Feng Qinghong and Zhang Cuili's thoughts, it should be these wild things that make the porridge taste a lot more delicious.

After eating it at home, Feng Qinghong went to deliver Laba porridge next to him. Zhang Cuili was busy at home, and the doors of her home, the trees in the yard, as well as the fields and greenhouses were pasted with home-cooked laba porridge. Other people's families will also send Laba porridge, not to Zhang Cuili is particularly proud today, so many Laba porridge, just her family's delicious!

The children of several families shouted for food after smelling the aroma of laba porridge sent by his family. It's a very dignified thing, so I keep a smile on my face all the time. Many children like to drink laba porridge from other people's homes, which is also a custom, and the more children who come, the better. Because Zhang Cuili has always maintained a smiling face, and her laba porridge is really delicious, many children have come to her house.

When Feng Junhui took the ice back, Zhang Cuili was busy offering ice. Ice offerings are made by placing ice cubes in the yard and not taking them into the house. Because the temperature in the yard is low, the ice does not melt. Put the ice in the middle of the courtyard and say goodbye, even if it is a good offering.

"Why am I eating this ice a little sweet?" Zhang Cuili ate a small piece of Xiaoice, thinking that it tasted delicious, not very sweet, but very comfortable to eat. I didn't feel particularly cold when chewing or swallowing, but it was very comfortable, and there was a hint of warmth in my stomach.

"It seems to be a little sweet, our ice is frozen by mountain spring water, and it is better than the ice frozen from mineral water. Feng Qinghong also nodded again and again, and even ate two more ice cubes.

There are many people who feel the same way as them, so many people can't help but eat a few more ice cubes. Families chew on ice cubes and rattle like they eat popsicles in summer. When it was almost noon, many people in the village, especially those who ate the Laba porridge given by Feng Qinghong, felt a little tired and wanted to doze off. Most people simply ate ice, offered ice, finished their work, and went to sleep after a while. Some people insisted on eating lunch before going to sleep.

The children went to bed early, and they all slept so red that they didn't even get up to eat lunch. Today, these children have eaten a lot of laba porridge at home, and their stomachs are still round, so their parents have no choice but to let them get up to eat. However, after these children woke up in the afternoon and evening, they found that most of them were wetting the bed, especially the older children, who were so red that they could make barbecue!

When Feng Junhui and Li Kaize dragged and carried a bunch of wild things back to the village, they didn't meet many people, everyone was busy, drowsy and drowsy, and few people noticed them. Occasionally, a few people who saw their gains were amazed. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the two of them to get so many wild things. Especially the wild boar, although it was hungry and thinner in winter, it also looked like two or three hundred pounds, and its sharp fangs were absolutely shocking.

"So many wild things, aha~, I'll get it with your dad when I go back, the rice is warm on the pot, and you eat." I don't know what's wrong, aha, I'm very sleepy today, I'll go squint for a while. Zhang Cuilan said this, and yawned and went to the house.

"Maybe a little better than we thought. Feng Junhui comforted himself, his parents have eaten a lot of laba porridge today, and they can still carry it until now. Then the people in the village shouldn't be so exaggerated, right?

"Maybe. Li Kaize could only comfort Feng Junhui appropriately. At least he didn't see the morning in the village, and there were no children running around. Feng Junhui's father didn't show up, especially Huang Shengwei and Xu Mengqiao, one was dozing, and the other was already asleep in front of the computer. Li Kaize is very unsure, maybe this time they accidentally made a "miracle"?

This Laba, the village is very quiet, and even the old yellow dogs have fallen asleep because they have stolen ice cubes. In the afternoon, many people wanted to get up, but they still felt sleepy and didn't sleep enough, so they simply continued to lie in bed. I don't seem to be hungry, so let's be hungry, anyway, it doesn't matter.

The next morning, however, the village was bustling. Most of the people in a village get up early, and some old people feel that their old problems of arm pain, leg pain, and back pain have improved a lot today. It's not surprising that one person is like this, but it's strange for a group of people to be like this, and after everyone in the village is like this, this has naturally become a hot topic in the village today.

And yesterday, everyone wanted to sleep inexplicably, and this sleep was particularly sound. At the end, everyone talked about how delicious the ice cubes were yesterday. Then I began to think that it was not a problem with those ice cubes.

"Let's go and see!"

"I'm going to get some more ice back. ”

"Me too. ”

While the group was discussing, they walked towards the waterhole. Most people have the intention of getting some more ice. When they came back to the waterhole, they found many small animal footprints on the ice, as well as insect carcasses that had accidentally drowned themselves or been trampled to death. There were also people who saw birds sleeping in the grass and so on, and everyone looked at each other, and they were sure that yesterday's incident was related to the waterhole.

"The Queen Mother has appeared, and she has really given us the water of the Tianhe!" an old man suddenly knelt down and bowed to the waterhole.

After a while, everyone knelt down and bowed, but the rest of the ice was no longer edible. Some people think that even if people don't eat it, they can take it back and worship it in the animal pen or on their own land. This is the real water of heaven, spiritual.

In this way, in the second year, people from several neighboring villages came here in Laba to fetch ice to eat and worship. Feng Junhui still put some dilution of the pill that was beneficial to the body. In the end, it was rumored that this waterhole was taken from ice in Laba, and that ice could cure all kinds of diseases, and it would be healthy and long-lived.

Later, some group of geographers even came over and tried to solve the puzzle. Of course, the ice they retrieved that year was not refilled. These experts finally explained that this was everyone's rumor, and after eating, these people just hinted in their hearts, and then led to some changes in their bodies. Of course, that's all for later, but now I'll mention it.

The starlings fell asleep, and they went back to the shed to fall asleep, and all the ice they brought back was placed in their drinking water troughs. Huang Shengwei and Xu Mengqiao were woken up by Feng Junhui in the afternoon, and went back in a daze with the pheasants and hares sent by Feng Junhui.

Hurricane directly held the long-necked porcelain bottle containing Nirvana Pill paste and drank it, and took a few big sips, leaving Feng Junhui with only a small half bottle. Then I climbed into bed and got ready for bed.

"Drink so much, how long are you going to sleep?" Feng Junhui followed him very worriedly, the hurricane, who is now a little doll, can't sleep for a long time, otherwise his parents will have to run all over the major hospitals with the hurricane.

Hurricane also burped and said with great satisfaction: "This thing, I can wake up tomorrow." The real Nirvana Pill will not make people sleep at all, but it will be slightly weakened for a few hours. ”

"(⊙o⊙)...!" Feng Junhui said, he is still in the oven, is it the same as Cheng Dan's Nirvana Dan?

"What a look on your face, stupid. I sue you that the effect of your Nirvana Pill is not as useful as half that of the previous master's refining. In the future, I will help you hold the fire, and you will definitely be able to become a Dan. Aha~" The hurricane snorted, sleepiness had hit, and he yawned a few times.

"Palm fire?" I don't understand.

"Aha~ I, I'm a phoenix......" Hou Yi. He was born with divine fire, and the alchemy refiner was the most powerful. Before he could explain these to Feng Junhui, he fell asleep.

Seeing that the hurricane fell asleep, Feng Junhui tidied up the quilt for him and went out. Anyway, when the hurricane woke up, he understood what it meant, and on the issue of arranging the formation, he still wanted to ask the hurricane, and he tried several times without success.

The rest of the wild things, Feng Junhui and Li Kaize handled by themselves, and it was impossible to really wait for Zhang Cuili and the two of them to wake up and let them be busy. In dealing with wild things, Li Kaize is still very good. Directly used the multi-functional knife he carried with him to bleed and skin the rabbit, and did not damage the rabbit skin at all. Feng Junhui boiled water to scald chicken feathers and plucked chicken feathers.

The wild boar was also bled out, and the internal organs were simply disposed of. It's cold outside, so you can put the meat in the snowdrift and eat it for a long time. However, the two snow geese were kept, and when they woke up, they would either be released or raised by themselves.

When these were cleaned up, the two made their own dinner, but fortunately, Zhang Cuili was at home and made a lot of food in the kitchen, and the two of them could eat it casually when it was hot. Zhang Cuili and Feng Qinghong slept until dinner time and didn't wake up, and Feng Junhui didn't bother. The pill is repairing their bodies, and the longer they sleep, the better.

"I'll ask my mother to make some cured meat tomorrow, and you can bring some when you go back. Feng Junhui looked at the large piles of wild animals buried in the snow and said.

"Okay, I'll bring you some Kyoto specialties when I get back. It is estimated that there will be some tasks in the future, so I try to come over as soon as possible. Li Kaize didn't refuse, after Laba, he had to go back.

By the time Zhang Cuili and Feng Qinghong woke up the next day, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning. The two also heard rumors in the village, and originally wanted to go to the waterhole to get some more ice back, but the pheasant and hare and the wild boar at home still needed to be processed, so they got busy themselves.

Zhang Cuili learned bacon from a foreign daughter-in-law in the town, and her family cooks a lot of it every year. Ice cubes of wild boar meat are frozen, such as tongues, pigs' heads, hooves, and some ribs are thawed. Pheasants and hares also selected a few to thaw, all of which were relatively thin. Then pound the peppercorns, chili peppers, ginger star anise and other ingredients into a fine powder, and then fry them in a pot with salt. Do not put oil in the pot, heat the salt directly, wait until the salt is hot, and then add the fine powder. When the aroma is stir-fried, remove from the pot.

The salt they use is lake salt, not white, with a slight green tinge. This kind of salt also carries various minerals in the lake, and the particles are not fine salt crystals, some coarse, and they also need to be ground fine. But this salt is good for pickling things, and even bathing, and it can also dispel rheumatism and replenish trace elements in the human body. The taste of the pickles is much better than that of ordinary salt.

The flesh of wild animals is firmer than that of domesticated animals, especially in this winter, when they are hungry. So before marinating, Zhang Cuili also beat all the meat next to each other with wooden sticks. Then tie some fine holes on the top of the beaten meat with an iron skewer, then smear the fried ingredients, and knead vigorously.

After the pheasant and hare are touched, they also have to put a wooden stick in their stomachs, so that the whole pheasant hare becomes a flat piece.

After this is treated, hang it in a ventilated place in the house, the temperature should not be too low, and it will not be good if it freezes into ice. After a few days of drying like this, the meat itself will change a little, and then it will be roasted over fire. Choose dry wood, preferably with natural fresh fruit, pine or cypress. The bacon made in this way is boiled with red color, crystal clear, and it looks particularly appetizing, and it tastes even more delicious.

Another is to boil a pot of soybean oil (soybean oil, equivalent to vegetable oil and olive oil), cut wild boar, pheasant and hare into palm-sized pieces, put them in hot oil and fry them. Then put the fried and golden pieces of meat into a dry clay jar and stack them next to each other, and then pour the oil that has just been fried on them, and submerge the meat all the time. This kind of meat can also be stored for a long time, and it can be eaten every time it is dug up and steamed in the pot.

The taste is particularly fragrant, and when it is fried, the oil of the meat itself is fried out, and it is steamed, and it will not feel too oily when you bite into it. Feng Junhui used to love to eat this, and every time he went home, he had to ask his mother to scoop a bowl out and steam it. Those lean meats, he directly ate them as snacks.