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I received the news from the editor in charge today, saying that it was on the shelves this Friday, and the news came too suddenly, and I was very nervous and confused. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There is some sorrow, fear, fear for every character in the book, worry about their fate, wonder if they will be able to go far.

Every character in the book likes it very much, and I am very reluctant, and I hope to have a passable result!

On Friday, the day of the shelf broke out five more, there was really no manuscript, I had to stay up all night to save the manuscript, if there was no accident after the shelf, try to guarantee the bottom three more...

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The fox looked at Banxia suspiciously.

Banxia was the first member of their team who couldn't help but hug the old man with the goatee with the villagers.

Previously, he thought that the first person would be the fat man Su Mu, and the fat man was the best to eat, otherwise how could there be a belly full of fat?

Even if it's not Su Mu, it has to be a girl, this girl is the most greedy!

The result was much beyond imagination, and it turned out to be the most goddess-like Banxia in the team.

I only saw Banxia holding a wooden bowl in both hands, and in the bowl was colorful glutinous rice with poetic and romantic feelings.

Red, purple, black, yellow and white are the five colors that weave together in the bowl.

A little bit of heat came out, and the distant fragrance was tugging at everyone's heartstrings.

Banxia's big eyes flickered with crystal, and his little nose sniffed and sniffed.

When she sat back beside Jue Tong, the Banxia girl was already overflowing with a taste called happiness.

Use chopsticks to take a small bite of flower rice and put it in your mouth.

Chew slowly, your pretty face is flushed...

Seeing Banxia's posture, everyone in the team swallowed their saliva, and the fat men Su Mu and Qianhe ran directly to the crowd without saying a word, followed by Chen Lin, Zuo Chao, Lao Yang...

In just a blink of an eye, the people around Juetong were empty.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly swallowed saliva, but he still pretended to be reserved.

Soon, everyone held a wooden bowl, took a bite, exhaled, and was fully satisfied.

"It is the most traditional specialty food of the Buyi people, with ancient legends and history."

"People pick natural and fresh sweetgum leaves, sumac, glutinous rice flowers, Guanyin grass and other plants that grow on the mountain."

I don't know when, Ma Ye appeared next to Jue Tong with his hands behind his back, and his slightly old-fashioned voice sounded.

"After boiling it, it is soaked in high-quality glutinous rice with its colorful water juice, steamed and stirred in a bamboo dustpan to make this brightly colored five-color flower glutinous rice."

Hearing this, she raised her head and looked at the old man.

First, he looked beside the old man, and when he saw that there was no one else, he knew that this Ma Ye was talking to himself.

"Does this color have an effect on the human body?"

"Or is it just a decoration?" ”

As soon as this question fell, Ma Ye suddenly snorted coldly, and looked at Jue Tong with divine eyes:

"Ignorance!"

"It's not like it's all industrially produced pigments in your city."

Ma Ye is a strange person of a generation in Banwan Village, the inheritor of the traditional food of the Buyi people, with an old-fashioned personality and few words.

I don't give people a good look, and I don't bother to talk to anyone.

It's a surprise today!

not only brought food to the village, but also took the initiative to talk to a stranger.

The villagers looked curiously and felt that Designer Bai was really powerful, and even Ma Ye was impressed.

Ma Ye stroked his beard, raised his head and said proudly:

"The sweetgum leaves used to dye the black color can be eaten by people, which can strengthen the muscles and bones, benefit the stomach and intestines, and replenish the marrow."

"Yellow-colored rice flowers have the effects of clearing heat and cooling blood."

"The red orchid grass used to dye red has the effect of producing blood."

"The purple orchid grass used to dye purple can be used to treat diabetes, high blood pressure, dizziness and other symptoms in the Buyi folk remedy."

Jue Tong listened carefully and was a little amazed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this small bowl of rice is not only beautiful, but also can regulate the body.

At this time, the young man in the distance trotted over with a wooden bowl filled with flower rice, Ma Ye only had one look, and the young man's pace immediately slowed down.

"Boy, this is the wisdom of the ancestors of the Buyi tribe!"

Ma Ye's face was solemn and he said loudly.

He paused and looked at his apprentice: "There is still a bowl left?" ”

"Yes, master."

A conversation then fell silent, and Ma Ye's eyes skimmed at Juetong.

But Jue Tong was deep in thought at this time, and did not react at all.

"Then pour!"

Ma Ye's voice suddenly rose a few points, waking Jutong from his thoughts.

Over there, the young apprentice who heard Ma Ye's words clearly opened his eyes wide in disbelief, but he was also excited, and quickly reacted and promised:

"Understood, master!"

In response, he turned around and began to move, as if he really wanted to pour such a bowl of delicious flower rice.

"Ma, Maye."

"Don't waste it, give it to me, I'll eat!"

Jutong hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted.

Ooh!

I don't know if it's weird, as soon as he shouted, the young man immediately turned around and handed the bowl to Juetong.

Jue Tong was a little stunned.

After taking the bowl, he found that in addition to the beautiful flower rice, the edge of the bowl was also decorated with this clear sour bamboo shoot, which no one else had.

"Boy, put away all the bowls and wash them after eating."

"Send it back to my house!"

Ma Ye left a word, and didn't wait for Jue Tong to agree, flicked his sleeves and paced away.

The young apprentice scratched his head, a little puzzled, and apologized to Hengtong and hurriedly followed.

"Weird old man."

Jutong muttered, and then his gaze fell back to the bowl.

I swallowed my saliva again and sighed, it was so fragrant.

Pull a bite of rice into your mouth, bite down on the soft rice grains, and the fragrance wafts between your lips and teeth...

All the ingredients of flower rice come from nature, and it is the essence of nature.

So, whether it's the color or the taste, it's all natural and natural.

You put them in your mouth and chew them slowly, the fragrance, the taste, make the whole person feel comfortable and comfortable in one with nature...

Swallow the rice and start the root sour bamboo shoots.

The Buyi people live in the mountains, with many mountains and bamboo shoots, so there is a famous dish of sour bamboo shoots.

The sour bamboo shoots are very crisp, and the acid is filled with an indescribable botanical fragrance.

The stomach is full of appetite, the stomach growls, and the food is unforgettable!

"What is this?"

Banxia suddenly leaned over to the side of the dove tree, but his eyes were only staring at the good-looking and clear sour bamboo shoots in the dove bowl.

The girl's bowl was empty, and there was not a grain of rice left.

Raising his head to look at the Banxia girl, she immediately laughed out loud when she saw her.

At the corner of his mouth, a red grain of rice was sticking.

"Huh?"

"What, what?"

His face was flushed, and he hurriedly touched his mouth, reluctant to throw it away, and took his fingers in his mouth, adding the rice grains on his fingertips.

"Open your mouth."

"Ahh

Jue Tong said with sour bamboo shoots from the bowl, followed it with a bowl, and handed it to Banxiazui.

Listening to Jue Tong's words, I didn't have time to think about it, and my conditioned reflex seemed to open my mouth.

When I close it again, it's a sour smell in my mouth...

This is, Banxia also reacted, her round eyes were open and stunned, and her pretty face was red to her neck...

"Master, didn't we go to the village this time specifically to find a designer from the city?"

Outside the village, on a small road deep in the mountains, the old-fashioned Ma Ye and his apprentices walked vigorously.

I only heard the apprentice ask strangely.

"Hmph."

Ma Ye only shook his beard, and snorted coldly.

Listening to the cold snort, the young man understood.

"Master, what if those designers from the city don't come to you?"

As he walked, the young man asked again.

"He dares!"

This time, Ma Ye replied two more words.

"I see."

"No wonder the master wants the designer to send us the bowl back!"

The young man suddenly realized and said in a continuous voice.

In a word, Ma Ye glared at the apprentice fiercely when he heard this.

Isn't this Ma Ye a senior old tsundere in the words of the city?

I heard that there is a designer in the village, who is reviving the traditional customs and culture of the Buyi people, and is reviewing the gods of the village.

The old man couldn't sit still.

He is the inheritor of the traditional food of the Buyi people, and shoulders the important task of reviving the food of the Buyi people.

It's not good to send flower rice, you have to say that you make too much, and you can't finish it.

If you want to send a bowl to Juetong, you have to deliberately let the apprentice plan to pour it out first.

Afraid that Jue Tong would not come to him, he ordered Jue Tong to send the bowl back...

This tsundere old man in the deep mountains, his routine is also very deep!