A bonfire on the ground with a clay pot on the fire.

The crockpot gurgled and the long-lost smell of meat wafted through the air.

Zhu Wu polished the knife left by Uncle Guo, it was a little dull, and it was not very sharp when he cut the meat just now. Or maybe the dog was too skinny and had too many bones.

The little girl Xiu'er squatted on the edge of the fire, with a finger in her mouth, and looked at it with a blank eye. Crystal saliva fell from the corners of the mouth along the fingers.

"Wuguo, did you say it's ripe?" In this case, the little girl started asking from the time the meat was in the pot, and I don't know how many times she asked.

Zhu Wu smiled, "You can prick it with chopsticks, and it will be cooked if you can pierce it." ”

Xiu'er swallowed her saliva and picked up the chopsticks, which were actually small sticks made of branches, and she was not afraid of the heat, so she aimed at a piece of meat and pierced it.

laughed out loud, "Cooked! Cooked! ”

"Eat it when it's cooked!" Zhu Wu picked out a large piece with a knife, put it in Xiu'er's broken bowl, and then divided it into several small pieces, "Eat, be careful of scalding!" ”

A piece of meat flew into his mouth, and immediately burned his little nose and small eyes into a heap, and his little mouth kept moving. It's chewing again, and it's exhaling hot breath again.

What is happiness, eating meat is!

The little girl tilted her head. The little face with a few frozen openings was full of happiness. Poor child, probably never eaten meat when he was so old.

"You eat slowly, no one will rob you!" Zhu Wu looked at her dotingly, this girl was the softest string in his heart, and her only companion in this world.

"Fruit, you eat it too!" Xiu'er became smarter this time, blew a few mouthfuls on a piece of meat, and then raised it to Zhu Wu's mouth.

Zhu Wu smiled and ate it, and the moment his teeth touched the meat, he almost burst into tears. It was the best thing he had ever eaten in his life.

It was dark, one big and one small, gobbling around the fire.

……

Sand, sand, sand.

Zhu Wu's ears suddenly stood up, and there was movement and footsteps outside the door.

Putting down the dog's head in his hand and clenching the knife, Zhu Wu became nervous.

Where did the people come from in the wilderness, at night?

In the past, he was with Uncle Guo and two men, and he was not very afraid. Now, any casual wind and grass is enough to make Zhu Wu vigilant.

This world is not peaceful.

The little girl Xiu'er also heard it, her little face was timid, and she grabbed a piece of meat and hid behind Zhu Wu.

The sound of footsteps stopped at the door, and Zhu Wu held his breath.

"Anyone?" A young man's loud voice suddenly sounded outside, "We are the monks of Huangjue Temple, and we encounter a wind and snow on the road at night, please make a good relationship with the donor inside, and let us go in to avoid it." ”

With that, there was a creak, and the door of the broken temple was pushed open. Gusts of snow poured in, and a young monk stepped in with a wooden box on his back.

What a monk, Zhu Wu looked at it by the light of the fire. This monk is in his early twenties, tall, half a head taller than Zhu Wu, at least one meter eight. A tattered monk's robe was patched but clean, and he carried a man-high wooden stick in his hand. It's like walking a long way, and it's dusty.

The monk also saw two beggars, one big and one small, and were looking at him vigilantly. Walking over, Lang Sheng laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, two donors, we are real monks, you see there is a ring scar on your head!" After speaking, he really lowered his head and let Zhu Wu see the ring scar on his head.

At this time, Zhu Wu saw the monk's appearance clearly. Slender face, wide forehead and high nose, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He has a thick beard on his cheeks and chin, and if he is not bald, he is really a dignified-looking, heroic and tough man.

Zhu Wu asked tentatively, "Why did the master rush overnight?" ”

The monk sat down on the edge of the fire, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile, "I don't have money to live in the store, I thought I would rush back to the temple overnight, who would have thought that the snow would get heavier and heavier." Fortunately, there is this place to avoid it, otherwise we would have suffered today! ”

Although he was still vigilant in his heart, Zhu Wu had no choice but to push the boat down the river. This monk is tall and big, and look at the wooden stick he carries. The thickness of the child's arm is covered with a layer of pulp. At first glance, it is a guy who has been with him all year round and defended himself.

As everyone knows, Zhu Wu looked at the monk, and the monk was also looking at him. The monk traveled south and north, and he could be regarded as having some insight. The young man in front of him is neither humble nor arrogant, and when he suddenly encounters outsiders in the wilderness, everyone will be nervous.

But the young man did not look panicked at all, although he was in tattered clothes, his face was cleaned up, and there was not a trace of dirt in his fingernails.

Even that little girl's hands and face are clean. He didn't know how many beggars he had seen, but such beggars were really rare.

This is naturally Zhu Wu's handiwork, he must clean up before eating and sleeping, if it weren't for the cold, he would like to take a good bath.

"Fruit!" The little girl gently pulled Zhu Wu and looked at the crockpot, "I haven't eaten anything!" ”

Zhu Wu picked another piece of meat for her, deliberately showed the knife, and glanced at the monk by the way.

Who would have thought that the monk didn't look at him at all, but stared at the broth in the crockpot, and his nose and throat were moving.

Zhu Wu had a bad taste in his heart, and said with a smile, "Monk, some broth?" ”

"Don't hide it from the donor, we're having worms in our stomachs!" The monk grinned, then took out the dishes and chopsticks from the wooden box he carried with him, "Disturbed!" ”

He was polite, but he just poured himself a bowl of soup. I took out the dry food and broke it, soaked it a few times with chopsticks, and drank most of the bowl in one go.

This move made Zhu Wu feel good, and small things can often show a person's virtue. Since he is a monk of wine and meat, why only drink soup and not eat meat. He wants to eat, and he can't stop it. It can be seen that this is a person who loves face and does not like to take advantage of small advantages.

So he fished out a bone with meat from the crockpot and said with a smile, "The monk eats some meat too!" ”

The monk smiled and took it with both hands, with a little sincerity in his smile.

"Tsk." The monk pouted, "It's light!" After speaking, he took out a small paper bag, carefully pinched a few particles with his thick fingers, and threw them into the pot.

It's salt! Zhu Wu licked his lips, this is a good thing, something better than steamed buns. The Great Yuan Dynasty was not like later generations, where five yuan in the supermarket could buy a month's worth of salt. In this world, salt is the government's specialty, and food is expensive.

"Sure, what did he throw?" The little girl asked from the side.

"Salt!" Zhu Wu smiled and served the girl broth, "This is a good thing, people can only have strength if they eat salt." ”

"The donor has some insight." The monk smiled.

Zhu Wumei drank the salty broth, "What kind of insight is this." As he spoke, he sighed, "I haven't tasted salt for a long time, and I thank the monk today." ”

The monk hurriedly waved his hand, "The donor is polite, a few grains of salt are nothing!" If we want to say thank you, we should thank you too. It's not easy for you brothers and sisters to eat meat, we don't know each other, and you still let me. ”

Zhu Wu was a little embarrassed, and fished meat for the monk again, "It's a pity that there is not much meat, so I can't eat it happily!" ”

The monk smiled, "The two of us want to eat happily, and we can't get down without ten catties or eight catties of meat." We have a brother named Xu Da who has been playing since he was a child, and he ate half a fat dog in one meal! ”

Xu Da! This name is so familiar!

Zhu Wu thought about it, but he didn't have a clue. casually asked, "Listening to the monk's accent, I'm also from Haozhou, is there anyone else in the family?" ”

"Eh, they're all dead!" The monk scratched his head, sighed and said, "A few years ago, there was a catastrophe in Haozhou, there was no harvest, our father and mother all starved to death, poor my little sister, if it wasn't for starvation, there would be your sister as big!" As he spoke, the seven-foot-tall man's eyes turned red.

"The way of this dog's day!" Zhu Wu scolded.

"Since ancient times, we ordinary people have never encountered a good world." The monk sneered, "The world is good or bad, don't the common people have to farm?" God appreciates faces, and we can have a good harvest. But no matter how much God appreciates his face, he can't stand the government's collection of taxes! Poll tax, labor tax, rent and imperial grain. His mother has been busy for a year, and the family can't even eat a bowl of dry rice. ”

Zhu Wu's heart was sour, and the same was true of his original father and mother in this body. The words in the history books are dead, and only in this era will we understand what life is like grass and what life is better than death.

The monk's face was sad, and Zhu Wu comforted him and said, "Anyway, you still have a stable mouth to eat now, look at me, I didn't eat the last meal, and I didn't bury it when I died!" ”

"Stable rice?" The monk wiped his eyes and returned to his original hearty appearance, "We thought so at the beginning, being a monk can always have a round belly." But who would have thought that it would only be a few days after entering the temple. The abbot told us that there was also a shortage of food in the temple. gave us a reading disc and let us go down the mountain by ourselves. Don't hide it from the donor, don't look at our monk's clothes, but we are also a food, from Haozhou to Henan, go all the way, one is three years! ”

Zhu Wu smiled, this monk is also hard enough. Immediately, he continued to ask, "Is it better than ours in other places?" ”

"It's all a ball!" The monk took the hot soup and snorted, "Henan is not as good as here, when we come back, there will already be a disturbance over there." The victims on the side of the Yellow River have rebelled, hundreds of thousands! ”

"Rebellion?" Zhu Wu was actually a little excited, and he didn't know what he was excited about, "It's going to be a big mess in the world." ”