The weather is getting hotter, and the mosquitoes on the mountain are starting to increase. The bamboo is close to the water's edge, and there are more mosquitoes than under the mountain. Even though he often stays in the wilderness, he has not been harassed by so many mosquitoes. Those mosquitoes were like bombers, swarming in groups, stinging so much that they were covered with bags. Yao Huang asked Mo Wuxin to go down the mountain to live, but Mo Wuxin refused. He had been to Qingshui Village several times, and his subordinates were not vegetarians, so they may have become suspicious of Qingshui Village. He didn't want to cause trouble for the Yao family's peaceful life.

"Unintentionally, come out and help!" Yao Huang's voice sounded outside the door, and Mo Wuxin hurriedly walked out. I saw the girl carrying a big basket on her back, standing in the courtyard and smiling at him.

"Have you had breakfast?" Yao Huang asked.

"Eat!" Mo Wuxin's expression was soft, and he helped the girl unload the bamboo basket and carry it into the house. He can only cook simple barbecue, so Yao Huang prepares three meals a day for him. Yao Huang made durable cooking cakes and jerky, and let Mo Wuxin eat them for breakfast.

"I brought a freshly made porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, you can eat some more!"

"Good!" Mo Wuxin's expression softened even more.

Mo Wuxin drank the porridge full of "love" with preserved eggs and lean pork, while Yao Huang took out the contents of the basket one by one, all of which were some flowers and plants and two hoes.

"Is this wormwood?" Mo Wuxin drank the meat porridge in two or three sips, pulled out a green grass with leaves like chrysanthemums, dark green on the surface, gray hairy on the back, and exuding a strong aroma, and asked.

"You recognize?" Yao Huang asked in surprise.

Mo Wuxin nodded: "I know some superficial medical skills, and I recognize some herbs." This wormwood is recorded in the medical book: "Artemisia is used as a leaf in medicine, which is warm, bitter, non-toxic, pure yang, through the twelve meridians, has the effect of returning yang, regulating qi and blood, chasing dampness and cold, stopping bleeding and stabilizing the fetus." It is also commonly used in acupuncture'. You pick these herbs. Who is sick? ”

"It's not!" Yao Huang shook his head. "I specially picked these flowers and plants for you."

"I don't like flowers." Mo Wuxin's face turned red, shouldn't a man give a woman flowers and plants? He doesn't like flowers and plants, but these flowers and plants were specially brought to him by Yao Huang, how could he refuse?

"What do you think? These flowers and plants are for you to repel mosquitoes. Yao Huang immediately understood Mo Wuxin's thoughts. There was a custom in the Great Zhou Dynasty that in the spring, unmarried men and women went out to go out, and they could give flowers and plants to each other to express their hearts.

"Oh!" The color on Mo Wuxin's face deepened again. Embarrassment, "The scent of wormwood can repel insects?" ”

"Yes, wormwood has a strong fragrance, and mosquitoes and flies will be stunted, so they don't dare to get close, so it has an insect repellent effect." Yao Huang explained.

"These flowers and plants are insect repellent?" Mo Wuxin asked.

"Well, this is pitcher plant, also known as cordyceps, which specializes in eating flying insects; This is Qili incense, which has a strong spicy and sweet fragrance on the leaves. The mosquito repellent effect is very good; This is lavender, this is marigold. This is mint ......" Yao Huang took out the plants with mosquito repellent effects and pointed them out to Mo Wuxin one by one.

Mo Wuxin was moved in his heart, knowing that Yao Huang must have made great efforts to help him find these insect repellent plants.

"Are these flowers planted around the house?"

"Well, there are a few plants under the window." Yao Huang divided one of the two hoes to Mo Wuxin, "Dig a pit first." ”

"I'll just come! You rest, all the way up the mountain, you are also tired. Mo Wuxin snatched the hoe in Yao Huang's hand and put it aside, and went out with another handful.

"You sow and I water." Yao Huang couldn't sit still, and followed Mo Wuxin out of the door.

Mo Wuxin had never used a hoe, and he was very rusty at the beginning, but Mo Gongzi had a strong understanding, and under the guidance of Yao Huang, he quickly became extremely proficient in dancing. Often two or three hoes can hoe out a standard deep pit. The two of them hoeed the soil and planted flowers, and the other watered, and soon planted all the insect-repellent flowers and plants brought by Yao Huang. Yao Huang secretly used the Ganlin technique when watering, and the flowers and plants were moistened by aura, not only did they not die because of transplantation, but they were full of vitality and very gratifying to see.

Yao Huang washed his hands by the stream, and pulled Mo Wuxin to walk towards the bamboo forest.

"The bamboo leaves are a little bigger, and the ones are a little longer." Yao Huang instructed Mo Wuxin to help her pick bamboo leaves.

"Yes." Mo unintentionally obediently helped Yao Huang pick bamboo leaves, and did not ask Yao Huang why he wanted bamboo leaves. It was Yao Huang himself who explained.

"When the bamboo leaves are picked back and wrapped in zongzi, the zongzi will carry the fragrance of bamboo leaves, which is delicious!"

The fifth day of the fifth month of May is the Dragon Boat Festival, but there is no Qu Yuan in this time and space, and there is no Dragon Boat Festival and the custom of eating zongzi, but every year Yao Huang will wrap a bunch of zongzi as a nostalgia for his past life. The zongzi are soft and delicious, salty, sweet and delicious, and those who have eaten them have fallen in love with this traditional food from another world, and all the women in the village have come to Yao Huang's house to ask for advice. Since then, eating zongzi in May every year has become a unique tradition in Qingshui Village.

"Zongzi?" Mo Wuxin asked suspiciously, he felt that the girl in front of him was amazing, not only was she both civil and military, but also made a lot of food that he, who grew up in a powerful family, had never eaten, and it tasted extremely delicious. What is Yao Huang's mysterious master like? How could he cultivate such an excellent girl as Yao Huang.

"A steamed food with leaves wrapped in glutinous rice, which can be made into licked and salty according to human taste. Red dates and bean paste are generally placed in sweet zongzi, and the ingredients of salty zongzi are much richer: peanuts, fresh meat, eight treasures, ham, egg yolk, ...... You can eat whatever you want. ”

"It's not easy to store!" Mo had no intention of asking practical questions.

"After boiling, put it in the well water and freeze it, and it can be stored for more than ten days." Yao Huang said with a smile, "The people in the village will dry the bamboo leaves and reed leaves in the winter, and then wrap the zongzi, which can be stored for a month or two!" ”

"Very good idea!" Mo Wuxin praised it, the wisdom of the people was no worse than that of people of noble status.

"Wait until I'm ready to give you three of them."

Yao Huang went home with a basket of bamboo leaves, and at home, Yao Hong had already soaked the glutinous rice, and all kinds of ingredients had been prepared, just waiting for Yao Huang to come back with bamboo leaves to wrap zongzi. Yao Huangbao's zongzi are very small, one bite at a time; Yao Hong's hands are not as dexterous as her sister's, and she packs large zongzi, and she puts enough ingredients, half of a zongzi is filling.

"That's enough, right?" Yao Hong saw that Sister Yu's hands were quickly wrapped around the thread, three times and two times, and a small zongzi was ready, and she couldn't catch up with that speed after three years of practice.

"A little more, there is Chunyu Big Brother, and there is no intention, there is not enough to eat if the bag is less."

Yao Hong then remembered that there were two more people in the family, nodded, and continued to wrap her hands. (To be continued......)