Chapter 32 Yellow mud is called a chicken
Seeing that there was no longer her sister Xue'e on the other side of the table, she came back to her senses and wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of her mouth to Ying Long.
"Fellow Daoist, if you want me to say, you are still too kind. If the guy with his mouth full of feces doesn't beat him up, it's cheaper for him. ”
Xiang Tong glanced at his young master and said, "He said that the old-timers are not worthy of sitting in this tea shed, but he can't even drink a sip of hot tea, so he can only eat his own fishy thick phlegm." I also fell and ate, and this lesson is enough. It's just a villain who can't get on the stage, and it's not worth bothering about him. ”
Xiang Yinglong scratched his head, thought about it stupidly, and agreed: "That's right." ”
The hut was quiet again, and the rain had not stopped.
Luo Changning stood up, came to the proprietress and asked her for something.
Half a catty of white rice, fine hemp rope, various spices, a large piece of cloth, and two bamboo bowls were all packed in cloth bags.
Ma Xue'e tilted her little head and leaned in front of him, and said curiously: "Brother Changning, what's the use of asking for these things?" ”
Luo Changning blinked and said mysteriously: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”
One said to the crowd, "I have something to do and leave for a while, and if the rain stops and I haven't come back, you don't have to wait for me." Not surprisingly, I might be able to join you later. ”
"But before the martial arts ranking tournament, I will definitely come back."
The martial arts disciples who go to participate in the competition have inns with fixed arrangements, and they live in the most luxurious evergreen inn in Heishui County every year, and they don't have to worry about finding people.
Luo Changning had already flipped through the map and was familiar with every place in Heishui County.
"Ah, Brother Changning, aren't you going with us all the way? In that case, then Xue'e will also follow you. Ma Xue'e pouted, looking unhappy.
Luo Changning was helpless and comforted her: "No, I'll take you one by one to rush away, it's not polite." You better follow Brother Ma and the others, otherwise there is no carriage, and you will have to sleep in the wild if you are delayed. ”
"That's right, Sister Xue'e, Changning has serious things to do, it's not good for you to be around." Xiang Yinglong hurriedly said.
How can a girl's family casually say that she wants to follow a teenager!
"Okay then......" Xue'e said in compromise, pulling her little head.
Luo Changning added a few side dishes and hot tea to He Guanzhong, and paid for the tea.
"Fellow Daoist, I have something to leave for a while. I wonder if you have a place to stay? ”
He Guanzhong smiled nonchalantly: "Wandering all over the world, the four seas are home." Little old man, I've been living in the back mountains for a while. Find a cave, thatched is a place to live. Today, I came down the mountain to drink and drink, I don't want the weather to be beautiful, and it rains. There are still a few copper plates on his body, so he came to this tea stall to ask for a bowl of Lao Yin tea. But being able to make friends with Taoist friends is also a beautiful thing, haha. ”
Luo Changning's eyes flashed, and he hugged his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”
"Okay, we'll see you later." He Guanzhong clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed.
Out of the wooden shed, Luo Changning turned over into the carriage, took out the needle and thread from it, took out an oil silk raincoat, put it on his body and left.
Luo Changning didn't know, and the people in the wooden shed didn't notice that the eyes of Ma Qingyun and the short, concise and taciturn tea stall owner had met several times, as if they had known each other for many years.
Performing light skills, he relied on the instructions of the map in his memory, but he came to the hundred small villages behind the mountain at tea time.
The rain was pouring down, the air was full of earthy smells, no one was doing farm work in the fields, and everyone was hiding at home to enjoy a rare leisure. Even the chickens and ducks entered the nest, and there was no figure on the road.
Knock on the firewood door of a house with a large yard.
I knocked for most of the day, but no one came out. Luo Changning had no choice but to shout loudly: "Is there anyone? ”
After waiting for a while, a middle-aged man walked out of the yard with an oil-paper umbrella, through the firewood door, and shouted, "Whose kid is standing outside?" What's wrong on a rainy day? ”
"Hello uncle, I'm here to buy chickens."
"Buying chicken?" The middle-aged man wondered.
Despite feeling weird, he opened the door. He is an authentic farmer, his ancestors have lived from farming for generations, he is honest and kind, and there is no crooked intestines.
Afraid that the little boy outside would be caught in the rain, he hurriedly opened the firewood door and welcomed Luo Changning into the yard.
"Little Housheng, it's raining, it's cold. Come, go into the house and have a cup of hot tea, and I'll ask my wife to boil water for you, so that you can take a warm hot bath. Wait for the rain to stop before leaving. The middle-aged man said enthusiastically.
Listening to the sincere words in his ear, Luo Changning's heart warmed. In his previous life, he was "007", and no one cared about him except her.
Now that he has been reborn in another world, he has felt the beauty of human nature in a stranger.
Looking at the half of the oil-paper umbrella given to him by the man above his head, he was obviously wearing a raincoat......
Luo Changning smiled knowingly: "I didn't get wet, don't bother my aunt, I'll leave after buying the chicken." ”
Although I can't bear to refuse this simple and honest man, I don't want to trouble others, and it's rare to have a day when I don't have to do farm work, so let them rest more.
"Hey, then go in and have a cup of hot tea, warm up and then go."
"Okay."
After drinking a large bowl of tea, Luo Changning followed the middle-aged man to the chicken coop.
Naturally, he didn't know how to choose, but the middle-aged farmer caught two fat and big old hens for him.
By this time, the rain had also stopped.
Luo Changning said goodbye to the enthusiastic peasant couple, holding the cloth bag he had begged from the tea stall in his left hand and two hens in his right hand.
The big hen cooed and crowed very fiercely, as if she had foreseen her fate.
Luo Changning gave an extra twenty taels of silver, anyway, he has a lot of money, and there is no shortage of it. But for the middle-aged couple, it may be that they spend more than they have in a year.
The honest peasants naturally refused to take advantage of this, and they did not want Luo Changning to suffer losses.
Or after he went out, he quietly put it under the window while the couple had returned to the house.
When he was about to reach the end of the village, he saw an old man carrying a flat pole, and the two ends of the flat pole were empty wooden barrels.
"Flower girl, flower clothes, flower candles in the cave room, seeing my brother, my face is crimson......"
The old man saw Luo Changning in front of the road, and greeted him warmly: "Young man, which family are you, white-faced and red-lipped, very handsome!" I think it goes well with a flower in our village, haha. ”
Listening to the old man who could be his grandfather teasing himself angrily, Luo Changningjun's face was slightly red.
"Uncle, I'm passing through your village."
Not interested in your country flowers!
"Hey, it's a pity, such a handsome young man, why didn't he come to propose marriage to the flower girl! Old man, I am a dung picker, I just went to the landlord's house to deliver dung, who wanted to meet the rain, in the village of Lao Li's house drank a few sips of wine before going home. If I don't tell you about the next generation, the old woman will have to wait in a hurry. ”
The old man was about to leave with a little song in his mouth.
Luo Changning then thought that he had forgotten to sell wine, and hurriedly asked, "Uncle, is there a place to sell wine in your village?" ”
"Yes, yes, good boy, you can drink at a young age. Well done, it's a gentleman! ”
The old man laughed happily.
"You, walk along this road, and when you see an old locust tree, turn left. A hundred steps into it, there is a courtyard on the left-hand side, which is the old Li family, and the old man Li has been making wine for generations, almost the same! ”
"Thank you, uncle."
Walking along the dirt road, I saw a hundred-year-old locust tree on the side of the road, with deep roots and thick leaves.
After turning the corner and walking ten or so steps, I smelled a burst of wine. Different from Su Meng's wine, it is light and fragrant. It's a strong aroma, like a man's wine.
After selling two catties of old rice wine and asking for two stoneware bowls, Luo Changning went to the mountain.
The mountain, naturally, is the mountain behind the tea stall, and it is also the mountain where He Guanzhong temporarily lives.
Different from the height of Mo Cheng Mountain, these mountains are really short and small, and no one even has the leisure to come up with a name.
It's a nameless mountain.
But who would have known that the world-famous masters and generals who will shake the entire Yaohua Continent in the future will harvest a great opportunity in their lives from this small mountain!
No one would know that the big gang that would control the economic lifeline of the entire Yaohua Continent in the future had sprouted on this small mountain!
Luo Changning came up the mountain and found a small pond. Pull out the dagger from your boot and kill the two big hens.
Instead of plucking the feathers, the chicken was disemboweled, the intestines were removed, and it was cleaned with mountain spring water. Take out the seasoning from the cloth bag and ask the proprietress for it, including salt and pepper, five spices, soy sauce, and white vinegar.
Spread these spices on the belly of the chicken and sew them up with a needle and thread. Revitalize the yellow mud by the pond and paste the chicken feathers whole.
Then he turned out the strips of cloth, poured the begged rice into it, washed it with the mountain spring water, tied the hand towel with fine hemp rope, and wrapped it in wet yellow mud like the two chickens.
After putting everything on the edge of the pond, Luo Changning went into the forest to pick up some dry branches and leaves.
When I returned to the pond, I found a place where the soil was loose and used a dagger to dig a hole that was large and deep.
Luo Changning first put the two big hens that had been pasted with yellow mud and put them in the hole. Fill the hole with the dead branches and leaves you have picked up, and then take out the flint and steel from your bosom and light the fire.
After the fire was raised, the firewood was added one after another. It burned like this for a full hour, and I guess it's already healed.
Luo Changning pulled away the branches and firewood, and took out the two big hens with his bare hands. The hands are still the same as before they were put in, not even a bit of skin is red.
Seeing that the yellow mud wrapped in the big hen had burned through the heart, Luo Changning nodded: Very good, it is the fire that is burning.
Very satisfied!
When he was bored in his previous life, he read a lot of messy books, and accidentally saw how to call a chicken, and his ability to never forget his rebirth made him remember it after a little thought.
He has never cooked, and he is half-aware of cooking, only theoretical knowledge, but no practical knowledge. I was worried that it would mess up, but now it seems that it is not bad.
At least it's not mushy, and it's cooked!
It's no wonder that the ancient callers would make called chickens, it was so simple that cooking idiots could do it.
And you don't need a kitchen, pots and pans, you can just pick up a broken tile in the field, and you can solve it with a sharp stone, not even a knife.
Of course, Luo Changning has a dagger, so he can naturally save a little effort.
While the cave was burning hot, Luo Changning put the rice wrapped in yellow mud and added only a little firewood on it, so that the raw rice could be simmered by itself.
Luo Changning washed his hands by the pond, washed the bamboo bowl, stoneware bowl and dagger, and then sat on a big stone and meditated with his eyes closed, "waiting for the rabbit"!