But it's only five people, so why do you need two campfires?

No way, who told Xiao Shizi to change his clothes, and then when he turned around, he said that this fish has shrimp, and there are mussel shells and crabs, how good it would be if they could get a chicken to eat, besides, they all thought they were eating grilled fish, after all, it was said in the wild legends in the wild forests in the rivers and lakes, who knew that Lu Dao Mengfan would let a pot be served.

What else do you say, don't you get thirsty just by eating grilled fish? You are all men, and carrying two jars of wine can solve the problem of thirst, but there are still children here, so you should not drink!

Kids? Some people strongly protested against Mengfan's words, they are several years older than her, they are considered teenagers, how can they still be counted as in her camp? At most, she and Lan Baoer can't drink.

However, Xiao Shizi's protest is invalid!

After a unanimous show of hands of the five people, the following conclusions were reached-

One vote passed, four voted against; Helian Qingtian, the youngest son, is not yet sixteen years old and is not yet an adult, so he is not allowed to drink.

Then, Uncle Sun had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, under the guidance of his young master Helian Yutian's eyes, he got up and picked up the light gong and swept back, and caught an unlucky chicken that was not too big or too small and weighed just enough from the cage in the kitchen.

The cage full of chickens was not caught, but this one was caught by him, do you say that it is unlucky enough.

By the way, Uncle Sun went to the river to clean up, fortunately his old man's kung fu back then was not completely lost to the teacher, otherwise this pair of not very bright crescent moon slaughtered flat-haired beasts, and had to be carefully plucked, this work, the difficulty is not high, not low.

Removed all the internal organs in the chicken's body, and just wanted to throw it away, suddenly Mengfan said there: "Don't throw away the chicken heart, chicken fat, chicken liver, and chicken loin, wash it and put it aside, I will be useful." ”

Okay, if it's useful, it's useful, Uncle Sun didn't ask, just washed it and sent it to Mengfan, I saw that she strung these things onto the thin wire, and slowly opened the outer cover of a small bamboo tube in her hand, and inside, there was an inner cover covered with a white coarse filter cloth.

What's in her bag?

Uncle Sun's nose was like a dog, and he stretched out and sniffed: "Girl, what do you have in these little bamboo tubes?" ”

"Piercing poison."

Mengfan, who didn't raise his head, replied to Uncle Sun with such a simple four words.

Touching his nose, Uncle Sun sat up straight, the little girl is reluctant to say what these good things are, it seems that it is someone's unique secret recipe.

Her words also made Helian Qingtian glance at her dissatisfied, but Helian Yutian didn't say a word, only cooperated attentively, mixed the soy sauce and some powder fragments she poured out of the small bamboo tube evenly, and then smeared them, and then carefully put them in the small wooden basins on the side, and several small wooden basins were also brought by Uncle Sun at home.

Looking at Mengfan again, she was mixing all kinds of strange wild vegetables that had been washed on the side with a pair of big chopsticks, and also using salt and all kinds of things in her small wooden tubes.

Not to mention, there are quite a lot of small bamboo tubes around her, but I don't know what is in it when her little hands fly.

"The fish bones are almost boiled, you have to use chopsticks to carefully put the fish fillets into the pot one by one, so as not to splash on the clothes, there is oil in the pot, and the heat is extremely high." She stood up and prepared to go to the river to wash her hands, reminding her by the way.

"This girl is a messenger by nature......" Uncle Sun just sat down and took two sips of wine into it, then stood up again, and muttered a sentence in his mouth.

"I'll come."

Someone automatically registered.

Helian Qing Angel rolled up his sleeves vigorously, there was no way, he was wearing brocade, and this sleeve pulling was also a trick.

"Lord Shizi, you haven't done it before." The corners of Uncle Sun's lips twitched, and he half-bent over and couldn't get up there.

"This son of the world has to do it himself, lest that little girl sweep the face of this son of the world."

Helian Qingtian finally rolled up his sleeves a little higher, revealing a pair of small arms that could already be seen with a little bit of muscle, but it was just with chopsticks, even if it was a noble boy who came to reach out for food and open his mouth, that could be done, right?

Glancing at his volunteering appearance, Helian Yutian did not speak, and motioned for Uncle Sun to sit down and go back with his eyes.

"Ouch...... Hiss ......"

How can something that looks like something very simple, but it always makes people want to pick and choose?

Look at the soup in this pot, slowly boiling, I thought it was gentle, but who knew that Lu Dao was a person who accidentally spilled so little that it could make people scream.

I still don't believe it, master, manly man, what's this hot? It's a big deal, after going back in the evening, get some ointment and wipe it, and it will definitely solve this fire-like situation.

"Let me come, son, and soak in the river for a little longer, so that there will be no blisters; Give me! ”

Beside me, I don't know when this little girl was standing, how could this tone of speech be so irrefutable?

Without waiting for Helian Qingtian to react, the mini wooden basin in his hand was picked up by Meng Fan, and I saw that she looked at it slowly with bamboo chopsticks one by one, but it was very smooth, and she put these difficult fish fillets into it.

Helian Qingtian, who glared at this little girl several times, spontaneously went to the river and poured the cool river water on his hot place little by little.

The little girl said to let him soak in water for a longer time? However, a strong fragrance comes from behind, and there is a sour and spicy stimulus that makes people's intestines scream, in the end, what will it be like to eat it in your mouth?

"Gollum ......"

I don't know who did it, but I swallowed my saliva.

"Knock ......" again, who is it?

"Come on, big brother, it's still a little hot, you blow first, be careful to burn your tongue." Meng Fan smiled and handed the sauerkraut fish fillet he had just scooped out in his hand to Helian Yutian.

Bowl?

A thought suddenly flashed in Mengfan's mind, there was a lot of wood in the space, if you cut one and make a batch of wooden bowls, it would be a good idea; Also, there are a few bushes of bamboo that grow too well, and the thick bamboo body can also be intercepted to make some bamboo bowls or something; Isn't there a slave in the space who is idle now, so let's give him this task a try.

The work of practicing hands, but also the practice of eyesight and meditation.

This is just a thought, and the flash of the god is just a moment, who knows that he can feel a coldness on his side, and he turned his head to look: "Shizi, are you hungry in those eyes?" How does it feel like you're going to eat people? ”

Cannibalism? This son doesn't have that hobby. Helian Qingtian glared at Mengfan angrily: "Why don't you hurry up and serve me a bowl for the master?" I'm hungry for a long time. "On weekdays, the meals are quite accurate, which is like today, I have to do it myself for a dinner, and I have been doing it for a long time. Seeing that the eldest brother got the first bowl, he didn't have much opinion, but this second bowl, it should be his turn after all.

"Lord Shizi, yours has been served, and you are here to put it." Looking at his eyes, it was not only Meng Fan who felt cold on his back, but also Uncle Sun who was sitting on the ground, and he couldn't help it, so he opened his mouth.

He's already ready?

Helian Qingtian turned around and looked, isn't it, in front of the place he was sitting just now, on the thick brown paper, a bowl of steaming fish fillets was waiting for him there a long time ago?

The eldest brother is holding a bowl in his hand, and he is lowering his head, blowing carefully, and his lips are tentatively sipping......

Shrugged his shoulders secretly, Meng Fan scooped up the third bowl again, walked over, and put it in front of Uncle Sun, who was holding the fish grilled on the iron hammer with his hands empty: "Uncle Sun, you can eat it after a while." ”

The next bowl was given to Bao'er with starlight in her eyes, who was so small, and they all stayed there obediently, and they had been quiet for a long time, and they had a lot of style.

"Sister, you eat first!" This girl, when the child is addicted, right, so well-behaved, so that Mengfan wants to give him a finger knock, or forget it, bend over and bend his finger to gently scrape his little nose: "Little glutton, don't rush to drink soup, eat some fish fillet slowly." ”

"Yes, sister!" Lan Bao'er wrinkled her nose and smiled playfully at Meng Fan.

This harmonious is like a brother and sister, hum!

Some people couldn't see it anymore, and while eating and screaming, they watched the warm interaction between Mengfan and Lan Baoer out of the corner of their eyes, carelessly, badly, they bit their tongues.

"Hiss......"

"Eat slowly, little Shizi, we have these things today, if you are full, don't just worry about the fish soup in the bowl, how hot it is, the intestines have to be knotted...... you see, the smell of my grilled fish and shrimp here has also come out, hmm, fragrant, really his grandmother's fragrant ......, oh yes, there are a few big river mussels, and shrimp and crabs, oops, and a big fat chicken, I don't know what the girl will make for it, think about it, the old man I drool...... "This fish soup, just smelling it makes people numb, Not to mention that he hasn't had his hands free to take such a small sip.

"When you're old, you're talkative." Helian Qingtian tried his best to hold back the waves of pain on the tip of his tongue, where was he burned, he bit his tongue by himself, and he couldn't say it, how embarrassing it was; Simply, he glanced at Uncle Sun, picked up the bamboo chopsticks again and served the bowl, lowered his eyes and seriously tasted the food in this ordinary small bowl.

There is a small episode at any time of the night, and the willow branches after the night is still moving, and the breeze transmits, blowing this fragrance into the distance, and even the moon tonight is extraordinarily bright.

The chicken, which had been marinated for half an hour, had a bulging belly, and was wrapped in a banana leaf and tied it tightly with hemp rope without a sense of art, and the outside of the banana leaf was also covered with a thick layer of black mud that Meng Fan pulled out of Lan Bao'er out of nowhere.

After getting these done, Mengfan threw the muddy chicken that she had made miserable under the fire, then went to clean her hands, came back and still sat there, eating a few pieces of fish fillet, drinking a few mouthfuls of fish soup, sandwiching a few pieces of sauerkraut and eating, and then took the bamboo tube handed by Lan Bao'er and drank a sip of water.

She didn't eat much, as soon as something got into her stomach, she stood up, watched them eat, stood up again, and put all the fish soup in the pot into the bowls of several of them, and then planned to go to the river to wash the pot, Uncle Sun hurriedly stood up and took it, joking, if he only remembered to drink wine and eat fish, the young master's face would be ugly.

After adding some firewood, the flames under the pot began to lick the bottom of the pot happily again.

Meng Fan began to stir up the powder and crumbs in her small bamboo tubes again, and looked at the same as pouring them into it.

This pot is a mussel broth, and what you want is the umami of a river fresh, some spices can be put in, some seasonings can't be put in, you have to control the taste and heat.

Considering that there are a lot of ingredients today, and in addition, she uses the spring water in the space, and others only know that the fragrance is rich and different, but she and Lan Bao'er both know that Lu Dao is this matter, and every time she goes to the river to serve it in a pot, this matter will never be pretended to be the hands of others.

Originally, she just wanted not to eat the food made by the Wang family who watched the people in the crack of the door, who knew that there were a lot of foodies in Lu Dao, and she didn't know that the Wang family in the house made a big table of dishes as usual and waited for the master to taste, but waited and waited, only waiting until the master didn't eat all the rewards to you. What does it feel like to have this heart? Is it a round belly or a ......

"Little girl, what are you cooking? River mussels? Can you eat it? ”

Helian Qingtian was very depressed, the eldest brother and Uncle Sun were drinking by themselves there, and from time to time they would clink glasses, but he only had to drink soup and eat grilled fish, food, who doesn't like it, but the problem is that one after another food can arouse his appetite, which is really not much.

"Alright." Mengfan gently stirred in the pot with a wooden spoon: "You drink the fish soup in the bowl, I will take the bowl to wash it, and then come to serve this mussel broth, the clam meat is a fresh word, and it can't be mixed with the taste of the fish soup just now." ”

"Washing dishes?" Helian Qingtian, who walked to her side, repeated these two words, turned around, and said to Uncle Sun, who was squinting there and sipping a little wine: "Uncle Sun, hurry up, the fish soup is almost drunk, wash the dishes." ”

You can't let him wash the dishes, it's greasy to think about, it's a shame, he really never did it.

"Yes, Shiziye, hehe......" Sun Bole turned the wine glass in his hand upside down, and made a very indecent squeaky sound before he stood up with satisfaction, and as a result, Mengfan stopped him: "Uncle Sun, I'll come." ”

Just kidding, there is no dish soap here, there is no white dishcloth, among these people who eat, in addition to the big brother and herself, she can rest assured that the cleaning of this bowl will be handed over to the old man who looks old? It's a bit hard to swallow when you think about it.

It seems to be washed in the river, but in fact, it was rinsed with the spatial spiritual spring water that flowed out of the gap between his fingers.

Again, the delicious mussel broth was delivered to everyone; When they took it one by one, their eyes were about to fall into the bowl, and they only looked at the bowl and didn't look at her.

The third time, I boiled a pot of gruel, followed by a low fire, boiled slowly, stewed the rice, and then put in a handful of wild vegetable foam, stirred, added a trace of salt, and then pulled out the chicken wrapped in mud from the fire over there......

Unexpectedly, when everyone was eating and their stomachs were almost round, there was a robbery; Flattened Sapper's mouth and jumped straight to her feet.

The night is getting darker......

Wine, upwelling......

The night breeze, slowly......

Tonight, back to the respective courtyard huts in the house, it must be a good night's sleep!