Chapter Twenty-Three: Worst Preparedness
Song Xing didn't pay attention to Miao Fulin, let alone Lei Batian, who was standing behind him respectfully, but talked about his Romance of the Three Kingdoms with concern. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Most of today's listeners are gamblers, and only a small number of people chase books, and gamblers have always been more generous. So, today's audience is small, but the income is quite substantial.
As for the problem of the gamblers, Song Xing did not betray his conscience because he overcharged them a few copper plates, and asked Tian Niu to come to the vegetable market after collecting the copper coins.
In the past few days, Wu Hu has to train with high intensity, no nutrition is impossible, originally beef is the best, Song walked all over the vegetable market and did not find anyone selling beef, so he had to buy three catties of lean meat and a few ribs.
In that era of lack of food and clothing, lean meat and pork ribs were worthless, which made Song Xing feel very satisfied, after all, it was not easy for him to make money by telling books, and he could save a little.
When I returned to Tian Hengshan, I saw that Uncle Tian was sharpening his knife there with a group of descendants, although he felt that they were doing this too much, but he was quite emotional about this friendship.
Wu Hu was still practicing that punch in the martial arts training field, and Tian Chengguang was also honestly guarding the entrance of the martial arts training ground, not to mention those who practiced martial arts, even if it was a three-year-old child, he didn't let them get close, and he carried out Uncle Tian's orders to the letter.
Song Xing didn't bother them, but carried the lean meat, took the ribs and came to the kitchen, propped up the broken iron pot that was still half left, and tied his sleeves and got busy.
On days when there is meat to eat, Tian Niu is always very diligent, and she didn't wait for Song Xing to call, so she sat in front of the stove very consciously and lit a fire.
The weeds that were burned were not dry, and the smoke was particularly heavy, and although they were smoked to tears, they did not flinch in the slightest, but kept piling firewood and grass into the stove.
Song Xing smiled, came to the stove, pulled out some of the firewood and grass inside with tongs, and then said: "Firewood and grass can't be stuffed in the stove, so if the burning is incomplete, there will naturally be smoke." ”
Tian Niu saw that the firewood in the stove hall was reduced, but the fire was more vigorous, so she stuck out her tongue at Song Xing, made a grimace, and no longer stuffed a lot of firewood into it, but added it little by little, and the smoke really decreased.
The pork ribs were originally used to make soup, but looking at the broken iron pot, there was really no way to make soup, so it had to be changed to braised meat, the lean meat was explosive, and a lot of oil was used, and Tian Niu was so heartbroken that she even had tears to flow.
If you have good food, you can't eat it alone, and everyone else in Tian Hengshan can not be invited, but Uncle Tian is a must, and he came to Tian Hengshan to take care of him, but until now, he has not been invited to eat once.
The wine was brought by Uncle Tian himself, it was the kind of high-grade wine that Song Xing taught them to brew, Uncle Tian liked to drink very much, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't drink for a day.
But tonight he drank very little wine, and all he thought about all night was Song Xing's gambling contract, although Song Xing didn't let others go to see Wu Hu practicing, but as the patriarch of Tian Hengshan, it seemed that there was no such taboo.
Therefore, Wu Hu practiced all day in the martial arts training field, and he watched it for at least half a day, but it seemed that Wu Hu only had that one action from beginning to end, that is, punching and punching.
This action is not to say that it is practiced for ten days, but it is useless to practice for ten years, not to mention that it is used to beat people, or it is used to fight mosquitoes.
The wine has not passed the three rounds, and the dishes have not passed the five flavors, Uncle Tian put down the wine bowl in his hand, and looked at Song Xingdao: "Baby, you still listen to the uncle, this matter will end here, you and Huzi leave Tian Hengshan first, and let the uncle deal with the rest." ”
Song Xing did not directly answer Uncle Tian's words, but picked up the wine bowl and asked, "Uncle, tell me, is the wine we brewed good?" Is our stir-fried food delicious? ”
Uncle Tian has always been concerned about Song Xing's affairs, and he really didn't have a good taste for this dish, hearing Song Xing say this, he naturally picked up a pork rib and threw it into his mouth, and suddenly felt that his mouth was full of fragrance, and it tasted great.
I just wanted to praise a few words, but I felt that things were not quite right, so I put down my chopsticks and asked: "Baby, you said that the wine you brewed is delicious and the fried vegetables are delicious, what does this have to do with your departure from Tian Hengshan?" ”
"Not only does it have a relationship, but it also has a big relationship, uncle, think about it, if I Song Xing leaves Tian Hengshan, where will you go to eat such delicious dishes? If you don't have such delicious dishes, no matter how good your wine is, it will be tasteless! Song Xing didn't tell him the truth, he was all talking there.
Uncle Tian saw that he couldn't move Song Xing, so he didn't bother to say more, but secretly made up his mind that if Wu Hu really lost, he would let Tian Chengguang snatch them out and send them out of Dengzhou City no matter what.
After making up his mind, he drank a lot more calmly, and after a few glasses of wine, he couldn't help but sigh: "Baby, gentleman Yuanyu cook, I didn't expect you to have such skills, it's a pity that we don't open a restaurant in Penglai Pavilion." ”
Song Xing said disapprerovingly: "Penglai Pavilion opens a restaurant, deals with oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea every day, and deals with those oily and slippery foodies, how can I tell stories in Penglai Pavilion so refreshingly?" ”
Wu Hu's words are very few, after returning from the knife fish village, his heart has been full of uneasiness, he sees his death very lightly, but he can't affect Song Xing because of this, this is his bottom line, just after eating, he wants to go out to practice.
"Practice?" Song Xing turned his head to look at Wu Hu, immediately stopped him from doing this kind of brutal behavior, and said seriously, "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, let's stop here today, have a good rest, and I'll teach other actions tomorrow." ”
Uncle Tian also echoed on the side: "Huzi, your brother is right, if you practice the Fa like this, if you don't practice martial arts, but instead practice your body, the gains outweigh the losses." ”
Uncle Tian said this, but he didn't think like this in his heart, he was very stubborn that Wu Hu couldn't change the result anyway, it was better not to practice than this, and in the end it was he Uncle Tian who watched it.
Seeing that Wu Hu was still hesitating, Song Xing put down the wine bowl and said with a smile: "Huzi, you can rest assured to go to sleep, your young master will never joke with his own life." ”
Hearing Song Xing say this, Wu Hu was completely relieved, but the pain of bereavement had not gone, and his mood was quite heavy, and he returned to the freshly made bamboo bed, smelling the fragrance of bamboo, and tears flowed down his cheeks unconsciously.
After Tian Niu had eaten a full meal, although she wanted to go to bed very much, Song Xing asked her to walk a hundred steps after eating, and if she couldn't walk a hundred steps, she couldn't come back to sleep.
Whether she walked to a hundred steps, Tian Niu actually didn't know, because she counted back and forth, but she didn't count to a hundred, according to Song Xing, she didn't count to a hundred, she just didn't go to a hundred.
In the end, she was really bored, so she took advantage of the bright moonlight to jump the square in front of the thatched hut, until Song Xing called her back to sleep, and then she gave up.
Although Uncle Tian likes to drink, the amount of alcohol is really not good, and after a few bowls of wine, he can't find the southeast and northwest, he was carried back by Tian Chengguang.
Song Xing was used to going to bed late, and after eating, he sat under the dim oil lamp, looking at the mosquitoes flying around in front of him, but he was sorting out the story of the Three Kingdoms tomorrow in his mind.