It's true that you can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about ghosts at night. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Obviously, he doesn't say anything bad, but he always talks about people's privacy, so that when the person listens to it, it is the same as chewing the root of the tongue and talking about people's rights and wrongs.

At that moment, Gillian and Zhuge were a little hot on their faces, and they only lowered their heads to wash. The old lady didn't care, so she just talked about it. He took out two brightly feathered bamboo chickens hanging with hemp rope from behind him and threw them on the ground, pointed to a clay pot and said: "There is a dry monk Zhu mushroom, stewed with the bamboo chicken that has just been beaten, which can replenish the middle and benefit the qi, so as to detoxify Boda." ”

After speaking, he went straight out, leaving two bamboo chickens that had been wounded by arrows but were not at the point and their legs were tied to the ground and screamed for a short time.

These two bamboo chickens are quite beautiful, with yellow-olive-brown feathers on their upper bodies and dark brown spots. The chest is blue-gray, extending to the shoulders, forming a neck ring, and the lower edge is maroon-red.

They weren't too scared, and Gillian stepped forward to caress their smooth and shiny feathers without dodging.

As for the old lady's dry monk Zhu mushroom is another name of Zhusun, which is a kind of fungus that has been used by the court for a long time, the taste is extremely delicious, and the fragrance of the stewed soup is even stronger.

Zhu Ge opened the clay pot and grabbed a small handful, and went to soak it in light salt water. I went to the case again to take the knife and sharpen it on the whetstone, "I didn't expect that there are really dry bamboo suns, and the old lady really has everything." ”

Gillian watched her sharpen her knife and knew that she was going to kill chickens and bleed. I couldn't bear it slightly, so I stopped looking at the two pheasants, and went to scoop water into the pot and boil it for a while to remove the hair.

The kitchen was busy when Xue Wu walked in from the backyard carrying a large bundle of firewood. Seeing that Zhu Ge was killing chickens with a quick hand, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Where did the chicken come from?" ”

Zhu Ge replied to her while cleaning up: "It was the old lady who called, and the old man is really amazing." ”

Xue Wu untied the firewood tied with rattan and stacked it neatly in front of the stove. While saying: "This is bamboo*** is great, every day is either dried vegetables and radishes or fish, and you can change the taste." ”

Zhu Ge saw that she was still a little childish, so she smiled and said, "This is not for you, it was the old lady who called Zhang Boda to clean up the poison." ”

Xue Wu said strangely while pouring firewood into the stove: "Since I love him so much, I'm afraid that the farthest is after the old man." Why did you punish him so much? ”

Zhang Boda was a little better, and the old lady punished him for getting up in the early hours of the morning every day. The main courtyard should be scrubbed clean before breakfast, otherwise you will not be able to eat.

Before dinner, the whole turquoise should be sprinkled and swept over. At night, the old lady would give him a topic and ask him to write an article, so that he could not fall asleep until late at night.

The old lady's words are good, saying that the middle palace has to cook when he arrives here, and he Zhang Boda can't stand the service of the middle palace. Naturally, he also had to work, so he arranged this job.

Xue Wu said privately that he wouldn't look at how old Songshi Zhai was, isn't this a punishment?

Zhu Ge cleared his throat, "Hmm...... Ahem......"

Xue Wu said: "Is it because you taught us to call our little sister?" ”

Zhu Ge coughed louder, and Xue Wu didn't care. "Sister Zhu, do you catch a cold?" Gillian heard this, Ben was fetching water and washing rice. also raised his head to look at Zhuge, and was about to speak.

I saw the figure behind the door, and immediately understood that Zhu Ge was reminding Xue Wu. made a look at Xue Wu, but fortunately, this little girl was not stupid and breathable, and she immediately understood. At that moment, he fell silent and did not dare to speak.

The old lady saw that the room was silent, so she said softly: "I forgot to tell you just now that bamboo chicken is poisonous, and ginger should be used to solve it." ”

He didn't come in either, but stood at the door and said yes and left.

Several people were silent for a while before they raised their eyes and looked again, and they almost laughed when their eyebrows met. But he didn't dare to say it again, for fear that the old lady would turn around again in a while.

Although the old lady's beard and hair are gray, she is in good spirits, her eyes are blazing, and she is awe-inspiring. The attitude is cold and arrogant but not embarrassed, and Gillian is a little more afraid of this worldly master.

When Zhu Ge took a bath in the Red Mansion on the night of the first meeting, he said that the old lady had deep eyes and steady steps. The temples on both sides bulged high, and the hands were also calloused. Zhu Ge and Xue Wu both said that he must be a master of martial arts, and he was afraid that his internal strength and light skills had been perfected.

It's no wonder that when the old lady arrived at the door, she didn't feel the bamboo song and snow dance that had been practicing martial arts for many years. Zhu Ge was still alert when he looked at the reflection in the sunlight on the ground, and he couldn't help but think that if he wanted their lives, it would be as easy as digging for something.

At the moment, I didn't dare to say that the old lady and the little sister were gone, and Xue Wu went out to fetch water. Gillian lifted the lid of the pot and scooped the steaming boiling water into a large basin and served it down.

Zhu Ge dehaired and washed the killed chicken in boiling water, and Gillian cut onions, ginger and garlic on the vegetable table, and poured a small half bowl of rice wine. Then take the soaked bamboo sunflower and cut it into sections, put it all on the plate, and free up the vegetable table for Zhuge to cut the chicken.

Take the clay pot and put it on the large copper stove. Fill with water, put the sliced chicken in a pot under cold water, and add the green onions, ginger, garlic and rice wine. After the fire is boiling, simmer slowly over low heat.

It takes an hour and a half to stew chicken, and after turning the heat to low, Gillian and Zhu Ge began to work hard to fry two more dishes. The old lady likes light, so she prepared to stir-fry two vegetarian dishes.

There is a large vegetable cellar next door to the main courtyard of Songshi Zhai, which stores all kinds of fresh vegetables such as woad, hollyhock, celery, turnip, bracken, bamboo shoots, radish, spinach, bean sprouts, taro, coix and lotus, etc., which can be stored until April of the following year. There is a bite on the vegetable cellar, which only allows one person to enter and exit, and climbs up and down the ladder when taking the food.

Gillian watched the fire in the kitchen, and Zhu Ge went to the vegetable cellar next door to get half a catty of woad vegetables and a large handful of leeks.

After washing it, cut the leeks into sections and put them on the table, beat three eggs into a bowl and stir them to open, and then concentrate on waiting for the chicken soup to simmer.

There is a large open area behind Songseki, which is now covered by snow. But looking at the clear ditches, it is obvious that it is a vegetable field.

The vegetables stored in the vegetable cellar were all grown by the old lady herself, and Gillian also saw the ploughing cows. The old lady fed the cattle every day without fake hands, but Gillian didn't know if there were paddy fields here.

Songshi Zhai lives in this deep mountain, and naturally there is no shortage of firewood. The wood is incompletely burned through the underground isolated air, and it can also be burned into charcoal for secondary combustion.

Turquoise heating is not lacking, want to learn the palace covered with a house, day and night to burn the fire, to be warm is born. Out-of-season vegetables. It's easy to grow out-of-season vegetables, and Gillian once asked the old lady once.

Since he loves to eat vegetables, why doesn't he grow something fresh? The vegetable cellar is fresh, and it is a little wilted after a long time.

The old lady looked at her and said, "It's not right." ”。

It also makes sense, and the out-of-season vegetables that are born with strong heat and temperature are not in line with the laws of nature. In later generations, there was no shortage of fresh vegetables and fruits all year round, but the vegetables in the greenhouse were always bad. Over time, even in season, there are fewer and fewer vegetables that can be eaten in plain flavor.

The old lady lives a very good life with her own set of life principles. Such a character must be a leader when he is young, why can't he look down on his little sister?

"Gooo......"

The steaming water vapor against the lid wafted out the mellow fragrance of wild bamboo chicken, and also woke up the distracted Gillian.

It had been an hour and a half, and she lifted the lid of the pot. The aroma is thick and the mist is filled. Sure enough, the chicken soup has been stewed to golden brown, and Gillian took the cut bamboo sunflower segments on the plate, put them in the chicken soup, and simmered for a while. (To be continued.) )