Liu Wen still can't tell whether what Wu Zheng said is true or false, but there is a little bit that a big man can say such a thing as eating soft rice so justifiably, he is definitely the first one.

Such a person expects him to have any ambitions hidden in his heart and can do anything big, Liu Wen will not believe it even if he is killed, so although his vigilance against Wu Zheng is not exhausted, it is only a matter of time.

Seeing Wu Zheng's smug smile at this time, he also smiled and asked, "Is there anything else to say here, kid?" ”

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "Zhao Yi can't eat the salt according to my previous method, and he is a thief, it's good that the salt to be sacrificed can be eaten, if you can't eat it, won't it become a self-imposed net?" ”

"Boy, why is that?"

"Because the secret recipe he got is one less process, which is to use bamboo charcoal to stuff the brine in a wooden barrel and filter it again, so that the salt boiled out is considered refined salt, and the pot of salt that the kid made before is just a good-looking brine salt, not to mention that this kind of salt tastes bitter, and if you eat too much, you will die."

"This ......" Liu Wen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

Autumn is getting thicker, yellow leaves are flying, and the early morning fog is like a sea of clouds between the mountains.

A black carriage drove slowly on the ancient road between the mountains, and the groom holding the whip leaned against the trunk of the carriage, nodding frequently with the bumps of the carriage, and the brass bells on the four corners of the roof also jingled.

The curtain slowly opened, and through the one-foot-wide flower window, an old man with gray hair was looking out with a puzzled expression.

Then the old man patted the window frame, and the groom, who heard the movement, hurriedly stopped the car, ran to the window and bowed, and said, "What does the teacher command?" ”

The old man pointed out the window and said, "Dongqing, have you smelled it, what is so fragrant?" ”

This person named Dongqing is not a horseman, but the disciple of this old man, whose full name is Liu Dongqing, and the old man in the car is surnamed Xia Mingyun, who is the prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the teacher of His Majesty today, and the leader of the world.

Whether it is the ancients or modern people, as long as they are Chinese, they have the plot of falling leaves and returning to their roots, and people in this era are even more particular about this matter, no matter where they die, returning to the ancestral grave is undoubtedly the deepest obsession in their hearts.

Xia Yun was undoubtedly a supreme minister in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and his glory was unparalleled, but on the day of his seventy-fifth birthday, he still made a request to His Majesty to return to his hometown.

His Majesty Wu Heng that day looked at the old man who was full of green silk, and in a blink of an eye, he was already gray-haired, and when he heard his request to tell the old man, he, the son of heaven of the Great Zhou Dynasty, actually burst into tears in front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

Xia Yun refused all the emperor's rewards, and also refused the escort of his three thousand personal guards, and slowly drove out of the divine capital in a certain morning.

Liu Dongqing sniffed in the air, then nodded and said, "I smell like roast chicken." ”

Xia Yun nodded and smiled, "Are you sure it's roast chicken?" ”

Liu Dongqing sniffed it again, and said, "The disciple is sure." ”

Xia Yun smiled: "My old man thought that he was greedy and smelled wrong, since you are also sure, then it is right, but how can this barren mountain and wild mountain have such a smell?" It's really weird. ”

"Why don't the disciples go up and take a look, the smell seems to be coming from the other side of the canyon."

Xia Yun stretched out his head and sniffed ahead, and said, "Since it's in front, let's just rush over, why let you run again." ”

The carriage entered the first-line gorge Yes, it stopped again after a while, Xia Yun opened the curtain and said, "See?" ”

"Teacher, the road is blocked by boulders." Liu Dongqing jumped off the carriageway.

"It's okay for you to go up and take a look first, my old man smelled the roast chicken should be behind this boulder, if you see it, ask Lao Tzu if the chicken is for sale, my old man can't stand it anymore."

Liu Dongqing nodded and jumped onto the boulder......

On the other side of the boulder, He Lao Wu and Wu Zheng and his party were eating roast chicken around the fire, this chicken was when they came to move the stone this morning, they saw a pheasant crowing on the stone, but He Lao Wu picked up a stone and threw it over, only to hear a snap, the pheasant's head rolled off the boulder.

"Lao He, you can do it with this hand! It's a shame not to play darts! ”

"Uncle has good eyesight, and the little one used to be a swallow dart when he was in the dart game."

"Uncle, you don't know yet! This old He used to be on the road and was nicknamed He Sanlang. ”

He Lao Wu smiled: "That's all in the past, why mention it now!" Uncle heard Miss Xiang'er say that you have a good dish, can you let the brothers feast today? ”

Wu Zheng glanced at the chicken offered by He Lao Wu, and said with a smile: "Your pheasant is not two catties yet, and our dozen people are not enough to eat!" ”

"It's not easy!" Lao Wei jumped out and said: "There are a lot of pheasants on this line of gorges, so let's go and fight a few more." ”

"In that case...... Wu Zheng glanced at the boulder in the canyon that was almost clear, and then said: "Okay, you go to hunt pheasants, I'll go back and get some spices, as for this stone, let's wait until we are full, anyway, it's not in a hurry." ”

Soon a fire was lit in the canyon, and eighteen people were drooling around it.

"Uncle, this chicken is wrapped in mud and burned, won't it be burned into a brick!"

"Yao Er, your family used to burn kiln goods?"

Yao Er nodded and said: "My father used to burn good kiln goods, but I, who is a son, is not angry, and I didn't learn his old man's craft, so I was kicked out by the owner." ”

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "Don't worry, this kiln goods must have a kiln!" We can't burn bricks in this small fire. ”

After speaking, Wu Zheng picked up a stick and dug out a mud lump, knocked it with a stick and said, "It should be cooked." ”

Then he smashed the mud lump with a stick, and suddenly a smell of meat came out with the cracks, and everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they smelled the smell of meat, this smell is okay!

So they all picked up their sticks and dug into the fire, and for a while, with the sparks splashing, one by one the mud lumps rolled out of the fire.

"Fragrant, really fragrant, I didn't expect this chicken to be burned after being wrapped in mud is actually fragrant, not to mention, the water is still boiled tender, and the mouth is full of juice when you take a bite, uncle, how did you come up with it?"

"Who is my uncle, what is this roast chicken? I heard Sister Xiang'er say that the hot pot made by my uncle is delicious! Oops......"

"What's wrong?"

"The chicken is so slippery that it bites the tongue."

"It's like a starving ghost reincarnated, and no one will die if you eat slowly!"

"You're embarrassed to say me, why don't you eat slowly."

"Uncle, there are still dishes here?"

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "I didn't find a suitable seasoning, so I casually stuffed a handful of coriander and ginger slices into it." ”

"It's a pity that the big boss and Xiang'er are not there, otherwise such a delicious thing would be for them to taste."

"By the way, when will they come back?"

Wu Zheng shook his head and said, "I don't know, but with Uncle Liu's legs and feet, he shouldn't come back so soon!" ”

"Alas! We are good at killing people and plundering goods, but when it comes to doing business, we can only work hard Old Man Liu. ”

"Who's to say it isn't! His old man's teeth are about to fall out, but he has to go around for the sake of our village, and he really can't live in other people's homes. ”

"Shh......h

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly lowered their voices and said, "What's the matter, Lao He?" ”

He Lao Wu suppressed his voice and said, "There are people behind the stones. ”

When Liu Dongqing finally climbed up to the boulder in front of him with the hem of his robe, he saw that eighteen bandits holding roast chickens on the opposite side of the boulder were also looking at him, and one of them looked a little familiar.

"Wu big stick mallet! No, Brother Wu, why are you here? ”