Chapter 3: Haunted by ghosts
Luozhi thought while eating, making rose sauce needs to be dried in the shade for a few days before it can be made, and it has to be fermented after adding white sugar, and it will not become money for a while and a half. But this leek box is different, it can be made in the time of a cup of tea.
The most important raw materials are available at home, so you don't need to spend extra money to buy them.
Luozhi decided that he must persuade his grandfather to let him go to the market the day after tomorrow, so he sold leek egg boxes. Now that the weather is hot, you can make a box at home and bring it to the market, there is no need for on-site processing, and then you can use a basket to carry it and sell it, and there will be some business for rare food.
After dinner, Mu Ying didn't want to go home, so after asking her brother to run away to her house to inform the adults, she stayed at Luozhi's house with peace of mind.
Luozhi spread out the roses to dry in the bamboo plate in the back room, and went to the vegetable garden to pick beans to make kimchi, Mu Ying followed inseparably, and there was a smaller tail, and Adi Luoan also followed him.
Luo Zhi smiled and shook his head, it seems that these two are real foodies, and a single cake will regain the hearts of the two.
Luozhi looked at the organic vegetables in the garden, always felt that something was missing, and his mouth was also very bland, and he patted his head, it turned out that he had never eaten chili peppers since he came, let alone eaten, and he had never seen it.
"Mu Ying, have you ever eaten something spicy?" Luo Zhi asked casually.
"Spicy, yes!" Mu Ying said.
"I've eaten it too," Adi said.
"What is it?" Luozhi was surprised. It can't be chili, right?
"Ginger," the two said in unison.
Uh, well, ginger is a bit spicy, but it's negligible compared to chili.
"It's just a spicy thing the size and length of a finger, red and green, and there are seeds in it," Luo Zhi held the beans and stretched out his index finger to gesture at the shape of the chili pepper.
The two listeners shook their heads and said they had never seen it, nor had they heard anyone see it.
The history of chili pepper cultivation in China has been more than 500 years in modern times, can it be that you have traveled to an unknown dynasty half a century ago?
"What did you do with all the beans?" Mu Ying shook off a vegetable worm, and touched her with her shoulder when she saw Luozhi in a daze.
"I pickle the pickles," Luo Zhi replied casually.
"Is pickled pickles pickled?" Mu Ying asked.
"Almost" Luozhi kept his hands and plucked a pomp of carob vines at once.
"The pickles made by my sister must be delicious, what do you think, Sister Mu Ying?" Mu Ying nodded in agreement.
Luozhi laughed out loud, these two foodies were hopeless.
"It's very delicious to make some dishes and put a little kimchi in to season them", hehe, another way to make money, iron pot sauerkraut fish stickers, pork belly stewed kimchi, kimchi beef,... I can't think about it, and my saliva is pouring out.
Luozhi picked dozens of catties of beans, dug several bushes of ginger, picked a few cucumbers, washed and dried the water together, boiled water, added brine salt, cooled to make kimchi water and poured it into the jar, soaked all the vegetables into the jar, and finished, unfortunately there was no chili.
"How long can I eat this kimchi," Mu Ying's eyes glowed green.
"One star, uh, six or seven days will do." I almost missed my mouth. There is no such thing as a week yet.
"You must call me when it's time to eat", Mu Ying asked confidently.
Luo Zhi nodded, put water in the rim of the altar and sealed it, and let the time slowly ferment to bring out the flavor.
The non-stop spinning top for a morning made Luozhi's physical strength seriously overdrawn, but this body is too thin, compared to Mu Ying of the same age, he is really short and thin.
There was a faint fragrance of roses wafting in the small bedroom, and the three of them lay sideways on the bunk and rested together. Luozhi wanted to just sleep for a while, but when he woke up, he found that the sun was setting in the west, and it was almost dusk.
Luozhi stroked her loose bun, opened the curtain and walked out of the door, and saw Ah Di sitting alone on a small bench with a branch scribbling on the ground.
She walked over and squatted in front of her brother, and the little child saw that her eyes were full of attachment and happiness.
"Sister, when Sister Mu Ying left, she said that she would come over with you later to talk to Grandpa about the market, and if she made something delicious at night, remember to leave a copy for her." Luo'an's voice was glutinous and very comfortable to listen to.
Luo Zhi used his hands to tidy up his crooked clothes, "Luo An, do you want to read and write?" ”
At first, he shook his head and said he didn't want to, and then he said that he didn't have any money at home. Luo Zhi understood, it wasn't that he didn't want to, it was that he didn't want to.
"Then if Sister teaches you, are you willing to learn? However, this is a secret between us, and no one can tell us. Including Grandpa. Luozhi whispered.
"Can't Grandpa tell me?" Ade's eyebrows were brought together.
"No, you can't. Now it's Sister Ah who teaches you, and when Sister Ah earns money, I'll send you to a private school to study." Grandpa will definitely wonder why he suddenly became literate, and Old Man Mu himself doesn't know a few big words.
In ancient times, women were not talented and virtuous, and ordinary people couldn't even afford the cost of bundling boys, and no one would spend money to send women to the school.
"I listen to my sister, and I won't tell anyone", and after speaking, he covered his mouth tightly with his hand to show his determination. In his heart, Sister A is his closest person in the world.
Luozhi wanted to hold him in his arms and teach, but he didn't have enough strength, so he had to squat and hold his hand, and teach him to write the first word in his life with one stroke: man.
Just as the sister and brother were holding the branches to read and write, the courtyard gate was pushed open by brute force from the outside, and it hit the wall with a "snap" sound.
Luozhi quickly erased the words on the ground with his feet, and when he looked up, Aunt Song Jinhua, who had come in the morning, was walking in with two women and an eight or nine-year-old boy.
As soon as I looked at the posture of entering the door, I knew that it was a door-to-door trouble.
The first boy was chubby, stocky and twice the size of a branch. The short gown he was wearing was tight as if he were tying rice dumplings. Squinting his small eyes, he looked at the two siblings, his eyes full of contempt.
"Sister, it was he who tricked you into catching fish in the river and you almost drowned," Xiao Luo'an hugged her thigh and whispered.
I was worried that I couldn't avenge the original owner, so I sent it to the door myself. Luozhi's eyes "swished" and put cold arrows on the little fat man.
"What are you looking at, you want to eat people? A pair of dog eyes are so big that you think I'm afraid of you? The little fat man said in a rough voice and pointed at Luozhi.
"Who are you staring at, a dead slut? Believe it or not, I gouged out your eyes to feed the dogs? The little fat man's mother helped on the side. If it weren't for Luo Zhi's quick reaction, this person's finger would have almost poked Luo Zhi's eyes.
It's really not a family, not a family.
The mother and son scolded when they saw themselves, and they really thought they were still the same as before!
The uncle couldn't bear it and the aunt couldn't bear it, and Luo Zhi slapped off the "pig's trotters" stretched out in front of him: "Why can't I stare at it?" Your son almost killed me, what's wrong with me glaring at him? If it weren't for my father and mother to bless me, I wouldn't have let go of your son, even if I died, I would have pulled him on his back! ”
Luo Zhi's eyes were blazing, and he looked at this arrogant and unreasonable mother and son with blades in his eyes, if it weren't for them, he would still be living comfortably and nourishing in modern times, so why would he wear it until five or six hundred years ago?
"Great Immortal, come on, look at her fierce and vicious cannibalism, isn't it a ghost?" Song Jinhua pushed Daxian forward hard.
Luo Zhi found out that the woman with this face was actually a goddess, and she couldn't help but be vigilant.
Without saying a word, the so-called Great Immortal directly held a bowl covered with a red cloth and shook it in front of Luozhi, and after a while, it shook around her back, and there were words in his mouth, and the gods were babbling incantations that no one could understand.
Luozhi let her do it, but wanted to see what these people had in mind. Xiao Luoan was half frightened to death, and hugged Sister A's thigh tightly and didn't let go.
Daxian circled around her a few times, uncovered the red cloth, revealing the white noodles in the bowl, and said with a big frown: "You catch her, this girl has a lot of yin qi on her body, and she must have been haunted by water ghosts when she fell into the river." You hold her down and don't let her move, I'll do it to exorcise ghosts. If this evil spirit cannot be recovered, the whole village will suffer."
Daxian's words made the little fat man, Song Jinhua's face changed, and the two of them surrounded Luozhi like eagles catching chickens.
Luozhi rushed left and right and caused them to suffer a lot of crimes, but they couldn't break free because of their lack of strength, and they were soon pressed by the two of them on the wooden table. The two of them pinched Luozhi's arm and back with their hands, and the pain made her burst into tears.
"Let go of my sister, let go of my sister, my sister is not a ghost, she is my sister." Xiao Luoan beat Mu Liu's family with his hand, and was knocked to the ground by the little fat man.
"What kind of skills do you adults have to bully two children? If I were a ghost, you would have no way to live, and I would have strangled you a hundred times. You let go of me, let go of me", Luo Zhi was half angry when he saw his brother being bullied by the little fat man.
The goddess came prepared, she took out a peachwood short sword from her coat, mixed cinnabar water and smeared it on the body of the sword, and slashed the sword on Luozhi's forehead, and the lit rune paper danced in the air, making a room full of smoke and miasma.
Daxian took a sword and whipped Luo Zhi to death, shouting as he fought: "Hong Dead Ghost, get out quickly, you don't go out and kill you!" If you don't leave, you will be crushed under the grinding fan, so that you will never be reborn and will not be able to be a man."
Luo Zhi was so anxious that he bit out blood from his lip, it was so insulting!
"What are you doing in my house?" A burst of shouts came, and Old Man Mu was stunned, these people were too deceitful. He grabbed a broom and beckoned to the three of them.
The three of them were beaten all over the house, the little fat man was also beaten several times, and Old Man Mu danced with a broom.
"What kind of majesty do you have in the old immortal, you killed your mother-in-law in your early years, and killed your son and daughter-in-law in middle age, if I were you, I would have ended myself a long time ago, so as not to kill my grandchildren again, this grandson is the last seedling of your Mu family." Song Jinhua said as she fled, embarrassed.
Old Man Mu stopped all of a sudden, he held the broom tightly with both hands, his whole body trembled, his chest rose and fell, his lips were pursed, the meridians on his neck stood up tremblingly, and a pair of eyes looked at Song Jinhua with fire.