Chapter 159: Accepting Disciples
Of course, the old man who was drunk on the bed couldn't respond, but when he looked at the old man again, he was still a little uneasy about leaving.
The old man's quilt is too thin, the clothes are not warm enough, although there is a small stove in the house, but if Nianfu wants to go out, he doesn't dare to rest assured that he will leave this in the house to burn, what if he is poisoned? I had the heart to buy a bed and a thick quilt for the elderly, but she forgot to bring money when she went out today, just a few dozen yuan, and it was not enough to do anything.
No, you can still do something.
Nianfu suddenly saw the basket she had brought to the door, and she thought that it was not good to go back to the door empty-handed, so she brought some of the four snacks she had made from Dr. Gao. If you boil some porridge, it's good with these.
Where's Kemi?
In the process of searching, Nianfu found that the crockpot in the corner, a jar full of black chicken soup, had frozen a layer of yellow soup oil, and even the soup had solidified into a jelly-like shape, and it took a lot of work to see it.
This is specially stewed by the old man for himself, and this heart should be received no matter what.
Nianfu put the soup on the fire, reheated it, and found another casserole to boil the porridge. Because she was afraid that it would take too long, she used the blessing of the god of fire, and the porridge was quickly cooked by the fire, and the grains were clearly blooming with beautiful rice flowers, and the sweet rice fragrance was very good when she smelled it. Quickly withdraw the fire, let the residual temperature slowly simmer the slightly refreshing porridge into sticky rice cereal, and let it be just the right time when the old man gets up to eat.
But
What kind of aroma is this?
A strong aroma of food came secretly, and it was something Nianfu had never felt before. Even this strong fragrance is better than the old soup made by Lu Ying with abalone. There is an intoxicating smell.
Nian Fu turned his head in surprise, and saw that the chicken soup on the small stove was slowly heating up, and it was emitting curling white smoke and strong temptation.
Is that it?
"Why don't you put the lid up?"
Suddenly, a hoarse low voice came from behind him, startling Nianfu. The drunken old man somehow suddenly woke up, groped his way to sit up, pointed to a pile of oiled paper on the cabinet, and looked eagerly.
Nianfu instantly understood what he meant, and quickly took out a piece of oiled paper and tightly sealed the mouth of the crockpot. Wait for the soup to roll up. When soaking in oiled paper. Paste one more layer.
She once heard that some ancient methods used to make dishes because they were afraid that the aroma would run away, so they would discard the lid and use oiled paper. Make sure to lock in all the aromas. Enhance the color of the dish. I just didn't expect it. This old man is so elaborate to stew a pot of soup. No, it should be hot right now.
The old man didn't expect that this girl would actually understand what he meant by doing this, and he didn't wait for him to tell him what to do next. Did she ever visit her teacher?
The old man's heart was dark, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope, "Who is your master?" β
Yes? Nianfu stared intently at the stove for a while before he reacted, "Master? No, I don't have a Master. β
The old man suddenly became happy, but a new question arose, "If you don't have a master, how can you make those moon cakes?" Don't tell me, you developed it yourself, and you can't make it at your age. β
Nian Fu was slightly embarrassed, and then said calmly, "Most of this moon cake and other food I will eat are indeed what I learned from other places, but I can't tell you about this, uncle, if you believe me, it will only be when I have a dream, and the dream is taught by the gods." β
The old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and his expression became a little strangely enthusiastic, "You have also received help from gods and men?" Will you control the fire? β
Nianfu was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground, "Could it be that you, you are also ......"
Weary?
Then she should say a word pro, do you have free shipping? Or ask him which one of the fried chicken and beer rice wine he can't have without the first snow?
"yes!" Before she asked, the old man obviously misunderstood what she meant, and he had already responded happily. Then he turned his head and stared at the stove where the soup was boiling, and folded his hands together, as if he was extremely hard.
A miraculous scene appeared, and as he worked on it, the fire suddenly grew a little bigger.
But after less than five seconds, the fire shrank back again, and the old man seemed to have run five thousand meters, tired and paralyzed, sweating profusely, "I'm really old, and now that's all I have." β
Nianfu's jaw was about to hit the ground, "You also have fire...... Huohuo ...... "The winning rate of the Vulcan family is very high!
The old man misunderstood again, nodded slowly, and looked at her with a little more taste of his own people in his eyes, "You are in addition to my master and ...... In addition, the third person who knows the secret of the road. Now, let me take a look at your abilities. β
Well, seeing that the old man is tired like this, it is estimated that he has won a small prize from the Vulcan family. Perhaps, rather, it is a special function?
Nianfu decided that it was better to be a low-key person, so he just walked to the fireside, hooked his fingers, and pulled out a wisp of the fireplace and wrapped it between his fingers. Like teasing a naughty little snake, easy and casual.
But even so, the old man was extremely shocked, and most of the wine was sober.
"You...... How can you do that? β
Nianfu laughed dryly, "Actually, it's not too easy, and I can't use it for too long." β
"That's because your physique is not good enough." The old man suddenly interrupted her solemnly, looking like a person who had come over, "Like when I was young, I would have manipulated the flames for a longer time, but I don't have the ability to divide fires like yours. But according to my master, there are differences in the abilities of people like us, and maybe you will be weaker in other places. β
Seeing that he fell into his own contemplation as he spoke, Nianfu had to ask curiously, "Uncle, do you mean that there are still many people like us?" β
Is there an association? Hurry up and join one, and it's easy to gang up!
But the old man glanced at her unhappily, "Do you think this is a weed on the side of the road, which can be picked up everywhere?" As far as my master knows, there won't be a single person like us in a few hundred years. My master knows the Tao because his ancestors once had such strange people. But that man's ability is different from ours, he can concentrate the fire at one point and reach high temperature at that point. β
That's equivalent to a convex lens and a concave mirror? "But what's the use of this feature?"
Useless.
In fact, the ancestor of the old uncle's family was also very depressed. For this reason, he has been trying to toss for many years, trying to study the usefulness of his special functions, but in addition to achieving the effect of cigarette butt burns, he did not find out what his ability is for, but found some methods to enhance his physique and control ability, and the old man also benefited a lot from it when he was young.
But these words can be said in the future, and right now, there is something that the old man has to say. "Worship me as a teacher. I can teach you all the skills......"
"Yikes! The soup is open! Listening to the bubbling sound behind her, the girl hurriedly picked up several layers of oiled paper with chopsticks. The strong aroma spread out without scruples, and everyone was almost drunk.
The old man closes his eyes, what a waste! She didn't know how to pick up a small opening in the oiled paper. Take your time and smell the aroma?
But Nianfu didn't know his recklessness. He also took a deep breath in intoxication. I think this is probably how I feel, right? And for the first time in his life, he felt that the saying that eating meat is better than smelling incense is still true in some cases.
But she's at this time. In addition to being attracted by the aroma, I have also been completely aroused by the interest in eating meat. Unceremoniously added a bowl of his own, ate meat, and drank soup.
When the crispy chicken and the soup melted between her lips and teeth, Nianfu didn't know how to describe how she felt at the moment.
If she had to describe it, then she could only say that if she wore it for such a benefit, she would be worth it.
"You can taste the glutinous rice in the chicken's belly again." Looking at her expression of enjoyment, the old man suddenly stopped worrying, but smiled a little lightly and reminded him.
It turns out that there are still good ingredients hidden in it?
Take the chopsticks and gently pull them on both sides, and the chicken belly completely absorbs the chicken fat and the delicious golden glutinous rice of the soup is revealed, and the pieces are as crystal as fine topaz, pick up a small piece and put it in your mouth. When the taste bloomed on his tongue, Nianfu only felt that the pores of his body were instantly opened. At this point in life, there are really no more regrets.
couldn't wait to dig out all the glutinous rice that was only slightly bigger than an adult's fist and eat it, Nianfu felt that even if there were seventy-seven forty-nine heavenly thunders at this time, she would carry it!
"Is it delicious?" The old man asked with a smile, his eyes flashing with calculating cunning.
Except for nodding, Nianfu couldn't say anything beside her, and no words could express her inner praise and touch.
The old man asked again, "Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" β
So willing! nodded desperately, just for this black chicken soup, she even stalked and worshipped him as a teacher!
"That-" The old man put away his smile and said suddenly, "You will be the 587th generation of the Zhu family in the future, and from now on, you will forget your original name and change your surname to Zhu with me!" β
Nani? Nian Fu, who was carried away by the food, was stunned by the most lucid clarity in his mind, and did not nod his head stupidly.
"Want to change your surname?"
The old man nodded.
She nodded her head almost as she was sure of victory, but the girl shook her head.
"I'm afraid not." If you want Hui Niang to know that she changed her surname without authorization, she will definitely be split by a sky flash!
"Why, you don't want to learn this craft?" The old man was a little anxious, this girl who also had an ability to fire was simply an apprentice given to him by God, how could he not worship him as a teacher?
Nianfu shook his head again, "It's not that I don't want to learn, wouldn't it be good for me to apprentice?" Why do you have to change your surname? β
The old man hurriedly explained, "This is the rule passed down from our master, we wish the family to respect fire, and worship the fire god Zhurong as the ancestor, so all future generations, no matter what the original surname of the apprentice is, as long as the heir who inherits the mantle, must change his surname to Zhu." Just like as a teacher, my original surname was Yin, and now I have changed my name to Zhu Silin. β
All things? If you change it, won't it become a blessing? Pig misses father?
NONONOοΌ Nianfu shook his head resolutely, "It's really not good, my mother will never agree to my name change." β
Zhu Silin was anxious, "I can teach you to be the best cook, even the imperial chef can't compare!" β
But even if she is the emperor, she can't do her mother, right?
"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't pass my mother's level."
"So how can you change it?"
"It's really impossible." Nian Fu knows that Hui Niang's dead eyes, her father is gone, she is the only witness to her mother's love, if even this witness is still surnamed someone else, with Hui Niang's temper, I am afraid that she will strangle her twice.
"Uncle, I'll go first. There's food on the table, I'll see you another day. β
Nianfu ran away unkindly, and Zhu Silin was so angry that he couldn't. got up angrily, and saw the great changes in the family for a while, as well as a few things to eat on the table, and white porridge boiled between the stoves......
Wellβlet's eat first. I wish the master to eat it, and the anger will be even greater, if he is not given an apprentice at such a level, who can still teach him?
No, she is willing to worship herself as a teacher, and if she is unwilling, she has to worship herself as a teacher. In short, this apprentice he has settled! But is there any way to solve this problem?
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