Wen Zhen returned to her mid-level courtyard with her bewitching new love. Everyone found out that the proprietress went out and brought back the boss of the village, and they all showed an ambiguous and sad smile.

The ambiguous thing is that the style of the proprietress is quite different from before, and I don't know if she was stimulated by a certain highness. The sad thing is that once His Royal Highness knows about the vinegar jar, if he comes up the mountain, the proprietress will be fine, and he and the others will be worried.

Out of concern for their own safety, everyone expressed collective rejection of the oppression of the village, and locked Wen Zhen in the courtyard when he was working to arrange the courtyard gate wall.

The prince of the village is soft-tempered, quite a little casual and peaceful, he moved a bench to sit in the yard to listen to the excitement outside, and tried to talk to Zhang Xima, but unfortunately people ignored him.

The prince of the village claims to be surnamed Jun and has a name, a name that is very suitable for his appearance and appearance. He was dressed in red, with ice muscles and jade bones, and his posture when he sighed at the flowers with a weak face, which was indeed the face that Dum Jun loved to lick.

It's a pity that the people who come and go are all Yanagishita Megumi, and they don't take a second look, for fear that if they look at it more, they will be considered pimping the proprietress .

Geng Guang and the others also came back from shopping, and when they heard about the treatment Wen Zhen received today, everyone was a little indignant, and scolded the Freemason for crossing the river and demolishing the bridge ingratitude, our contribution is enough to be a five-in-command, why don't you talk about arranging the title now, and even have to pay for a meal yourself?

"If you don't make arrangements, you can earn it yourself." Wen Zhen was not angry, first pasted the courtyard gate with the silk cloth he bought, and then painted on the silk cloth, painted it to the same color as the courtyard wall, and then painted the texture of the courtyard wall on the silk cloth.

The onlookers were amazed, Jun Moxiao cautiously reached out to touch the mottled and peeling texture of the wall tiles, the fake moss in the cracks of the wall, and subconsciously looked disgusted when she touched the yellow traces, and suddenly she said: "There are insects!" He reached out and pinched a seven-star ladybug that crawled out of a crack in the wall, but he pinched it empty, and then let out an exclamation.

Yi Ren, who didn't know where to go, came back, circled around the wall three times, and shouted in surprise: "Where is the door!" Doors too! Where is the door! ”

Wen Zhen commanded Wen Dandan to climb a few laps on the silk cloth, and splashed it very boldly, anyway, now she doesn't worry about the poison, a cup of white water Wen Dandan will become poisonous water after washing her face, and the poison is not the same every time.

Then about half a zhang next to the original door, re-painted the door, which was simpler than covering the original door, after she painted the door, Geng Guang and the others knew that the door had been changed, and they all subconsciously pushed the painted door.

Wen Jintan clasped the painted knocker and exclaimed: "I feel that my eyes have been deceived, it is obviously a knocker, but when I touch it, it is not." ”

Li Xiao said, "What have you done so much effort at the door?" If someone really wants to attack, how can they knock on the door honestly and climb over the wall. ”

"Then there should be a welcome set on the wall of nature." Wen Zhen began to arrange the wall again, directly raising the wall, and then pasting silk cloth, on which some things that looked like machinery were painted, long poles, pointed tops, strange styles, hideous colors, and unclear feelings.

Yi Ren said: "What kind of mechanism is this, why can't I see the truth of the design?" ”

"I don't know."

"Huh?"

"Wouldn't it exhaust me to draw a mechanism on such a long wall? I just draw these poles, a few lines, I can't understand it, right? If you don't understand it, it's right. I ask you, what would you do if you were an intruder and sneaked in the middle of the night and saw this strangely designed pole at the top of the wall? ”

"I naturally think that this is a strange and deadly mechanism, and I don't dare to ......pass from above," Yi Renli suddenly realized, "Sure enough, you are the most treacherous in seeking money and killing you." ”

"I'll just think it's a compliment." Wen Zhen smiled, thinking to himself if someone went up the mountain......

She was about to make some arrangements in the yard, and suddenly heard Zhang Xima walking out, at this time there was no one in the courtyard, and they all went to see Wen Zhen's skills outside the door, Zhang Xima originally just wanted to take a walk, and when he saw that there was no one in the courtyard, he was suddenly happy, groped through every room, and called softly: "Girl!" Girl! Girl, are you here? ”

Wen Zhen sat on the wall, watching him look for the non-existent dream goddess, and was trying not to scare him, so he heard Wen Jintan, who was standing outside the courtyard, pinching his throat and whispering: "Master Zhang, I'm here!" ”

Wen Zhen: "......"

Wen Xiaotan, you are really a bad seed.

When Zhang Xima heard this sound, he seemed to be outside the courtyard, and he was immediately overjoyed, stepped forward quickly, and pushed open the courtyard door.

Bang.

The sound of heads hitting the wall was muffled.

The two maids couldn't help but smile and bypassed the correct door to help Zhang Xima, Jun Moxiao glanced at Zhang Xima, who had a blue nose and swollen face, but he couldn't bear it: "Xiaotan, what are you doing to him." ”

"Let him know who he doesn't know, let him look at his face and cook. Let him speak ill of Xiao Zhen. Wen Jintan said leisurely, "I'm light." I really want to meet His Highness, hehe......"

At the foot of the mountain, His Royal Highness King Gongyi, the future King of Wen, was looking in the direction of the middle of the Feiliu Peak, showing a terrifying smile.

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In the middle of the afternoon, Wen Zhen was ready to cook.

According to her requirements, in the open space in front of the small courtyard, a large thatched shed was erected, and some simple tables and chairs were made.

The cafeteria is in front of the courtyard, and a simple fence just covers the courtyard gate.

Yi Renli, who can do anything at the bottom, made a big stove, put the big iron pot bought from the mountain, and gave him a hand with a smile, Yi Renli did it very energetically, and when it was hot, he wanted to take off his clothes and show off his eight-pack abs, but he was suppressed by Li Xiao.

When Wen Zhen was engaged in an open-air canteen here, there were people constantly haunting the peaks on all sides, and among the five peaks, Feiliu was the shortest, sandwiched in the middle, and the platform in the middle of the mountain where Wen Zhen was located was exposed to the eyes of the rest of the peaks.

The Freemason has its own method of rapid communication, so everyone quickly knew that Wen Zhen was treated coldly by the three masters, and people up and down were patrolling around Feiliu Peak, wanting to see if this legendary proprietress couldn't stand this anger and walked away, or obediently handed over the money and food for her.

In the evening, someone really brought the meal, and it was really for one person, facing everyone's eyes to watch the show, Wen Zhen couldn't help but smile, turned around and poured the meal into the deep valley.

And when Wen Zhen used the latest stove and began to fry the freshest mountain ingredients that the men had found, there was a secret commotion on the five peaks.

A big pot of fried snails, this kind of small things in the mountains and streams, in the eyes of the Dongtang people, is as worthless as the stones, a lot of fish by the riverside, last night Wen Zhen fished a lot by the stream next to the yard, put some vegetable oil in the clear water to let the snails spit dirty, cut off the tail, the oil pot is on high fire, wine, ginger, garlic, sugar, salt, chili peppers, spices, the water should be less and the fire should be larger, and the soup can be raised when it is viscous and shiny, this is a lively dish, which was fried by Wen Zhen with a sense of rhythm, brushed and jumped out of the pot surface, and then fell into the seven-inch plate, Wen Zhen's spatula was gentleThe broken rice peppers are like rain, the blue-gray snails are shiny and faint in the black and bright soup, dotted with a special aroma of Su leaves and red peppers in the mountains, and the charming spicy taste wafts all over the mountain.

One dish is sesame oil purslane mixed with dried tea. Dried tea is made by Wen Zhen herself, Wen Zhen is actually nothing special for many dishes, but her meticulous understanding of food and drink infiltrates into all aspects, most of the ingredients she uses are also made by herself, a soy sauce is delicious to the point of uniqueness, it is hard to find in Tianjing, and cooking dishes with her own seasonings, together with the heat, time, water, and charcoal, all have their own particularities. Xichuan has a good climate, the water quality of the glacier is sweet, the forest is deep on all sides, the charcoal fired by the green paulownia wood, plus the water from the upper reaches of the glacier, with the big material made by Wen Zhen himself, the dried tea color is black and red and shiny, the skin is vertical and horizontal and the fine lines of the pouch, flexible and chewy, folded in half, and the more fragrant it is after chewing for a long time. If you taste it carefully, some people can eat the flavor of chicken, some people can eat the flavor of pork, and with the wild vegetables that carry the fragrance of the mountains and fields in spring, it is a gift that cannot be missed in the world.

Another big pot is stewed with all kinds of miscellaneous fish, regardless of the type, they are all freshly caught in the streams and rivers, the big ones are just chopsticks, the small ones are the size of the palms, crucian carp, carp, loach, eel, peach blossom idiot, and some finger-long shrimp and egg-sized small crabs, a pot of stew, Wen Zhen is kneading the dough, the snow-white palm is wiping a cake on the side of the pot, and a pot is full of paste, which is the first time Yan Sui ate her small fish paste cake.

But what is different from that time is that after Wen Zhen pasted the cakes, those cakes were generally the size, facing each other in pairs, and they circled down the edge of the pot, which was very beautiful.

This was a completely subconscious action, and when Wen Zhen realized that the cakes were almost ready, looking at the cakes in the pot that could be measured with a ruler at any time, Wen Zhen sneered at himself with disdain.

There are also big fish, made sauerkraut fish, still pickled by Wen Zhen himself, blue-green fat and full, floating between the snow-white fish and bright red peppers, and the cheeks are full of sour water at a glance.

The leftover offal for big fish should not be wasted, make a spicy fish offal pot, the caviar is golden and full, the fish maw is snow-white and glutinous, the fish intestine is flexible in taste, the red soup is mellow, and the five flavors are complete.

A soup is the wild duck soup soaked in the pot, the wild duck meat in the mountains is delicate, the soup color is transparent and fragrant, the green onion can add color, the duck meat is tender and red, the heat is ready, the chopsticks touch, the duck meat will fall into the mouth, gently sip, it can be melted between the lips, only the tip of the tongue is mellow and fragrant, and the aftertaste is endless.

The paper-thin rice pot from the kang absorbs the delicious soup, and the entrance is first fine and crispy, and then it is crispy in a blink of an eye, which is another layer of fragrance after the duck meat.

And the stewed big pot of rice, spread a layer of fresh amaranth, add a little lard and salt, naturally steamed on the rice pot, the rice will be bright with peach blossom color, and this spring day perfectly echoes, and the rice that seems a little monotonous on weekdays is expected at this moment, the soft red color and its flavor is also fragrant and fresh and smooth, which is a double soothing for the eyes and appetite.

With a local sound, Wen Zhen knocked on the spatula, which was a signal that the meal was finished, and then raised his eyes, heh, the entire platform and mountain road were already crowded with people.

Yi Renli also pulled a rope to stop people from two feet away, it was the heart-scratching distance that could be seen and smelled but could not be enjoyed at close range, as soon as Wen Zhen looked up, he saw the crowd of people on the mountain road who stretched their necks and stretched their necks, like a group of foxes.

Someone couldn't help but shout, "Hey, Sanniang, you have made a little too much of this meal, can the big guy take a bite?" I'll trade my wild boar with you! ”

Wen Zhen: "Don't change!" ”

"Money! I take the money! We've also heard about you paying for food. You said that you are too, this idea, talk to the big guys, one person will be enough for you. Come on, come on, I have the money here, how much do you want, Sanniang? ”

"Don't!"

"Hey, if you want me to say, the third lady should be angry, obviously it is a talent invited by our Mutual Aid League, and it is not that there is no tribute, why do you still want money and food with the third lady? If you want me to say, the three masters are women with long hair and short knowledge, and they are all guests who come to my Freemasonry, and ask for money from guests, tsk...... I was the first to be unconvinced! ”

"I'm convinced."

“……”

No, this woman, how can she be so difficult?

Yi Ren is away from Li Xiaojun Mo Xiaowen Jintan has already set up the table lively, chose the best position in the canteen, and chewed according to the case. It's getting more and more unbearable to see the people on all sides.

The five peaks of the Freemasonry League, each peak also has a canteen, but at this moment, in the face of such a table of dishes, the chicken, duck and fish meat in the canteen is extremely unbearable.

The smell was murderous, making people shudder, and the grunting of a large number of people swallowing saliva was loud, sounding like a group of frogs in a pond.

Finally, someone couldn't help but say: "Sanniang, you can't eat so much, why don't you share some with the big guys?" You don't want money, you don't want things, what do you want! ”

Wen Zhen dropped the spatula and looked up, his eyes shining.

"I, Hu Sanniang, want your sincere friendship!"

Everyone: "......"

Wen Zhen put on her classic sweet smile.

"You've been thinking too much about it. What three masters are unfair, and what money and food should not be paid. If it doesn't exist, it means that the family lives and has to be handed over to the public school. The third boss asked me to pay some money and food, which couldn't be more reasonable. Since I have gone up to the mountain, I am a member of the mountain, and we are all brothers and sisters from now on. It's just a meal, come and come, everyone come and try it! ”

Caiyun Caisang had already stood behind the cauldron with great discernment, and began to distribute, everyone was overjoyed, and the bowl poured up, almost squeezing the pot.

The cafeteria was soon full of people, and the cauldron quickly bottomed out.

It's quiet in the shed - people eat Wenzhen's dishes like this, and they don't have time to judge the good or bad, they are all full of amazement under one bite, and then the chopsticks rain like rain, and from time to time a little chopsticks are staged.

Halfway through eating, I suddenly saw Caiyun holding a porcelain bowl and went to Wen Zhen's table, an extremely elegant aroma passed by, and even the strong fragrance of the original dish could not cover it, everyone looked at it, and saw that the bowl of soup looked extremely ordinary, like pickles and watercress soup, but the soup color was crystal clear, the pickles were green, the watercress was snow-white, and the aroma was delicious and indescribable.

Someone couldn't help but ask: "This pickle and bean paste soup seems to be different from what I have eaten before." ”

"Nature is different. Look clearly, is Douban really Douban? Jun Mo smugly scooped up a spoonful of soup, and everyone took a closer look, the watercress in the soup was exceptionally crystal round, revealing a little fresh and tender texture, and it was clearly not watercress .

Jun Mo said proudly: "This is a kind of small fish's gills meat, that fish is called peach blossom idiot, only grows in the deep pool of peach blossoms, its own meat is extremely delicate and delicious, and the cheek meat fingers are even more delicious in the mouth, of course, this bowl of soup has to cost dozens of peach blossom idiots, which is time-consuming and laborious." ”

When the crowd listened, their saliva began to fall.

But just such a bowl, no one is embarrassed to ask for it, Jun Moxiao smiled: "This is inseparable, we don't have enough to eat ourselves...... In this way, let's draw a lot, and if you catch it, you will share a bowl, okay? ”

Everyone was overjoyed and hurriedly responded, and when the maid sent a sign, two people were hit, Jun Moxiao said with a smile while dividing the soup: "Our Sanniang has good cooking skills, and there are new products every day." It's the same as the cross slope bun shop, this new product, play some tricks, draw lots, guess riddles, even if you tell stories and say some new things, as long as you can win Sanniang's like, you will naturally have a mouthful. ”

The mouth of the soup quickly responded, and the eyes of those who didn't drink it were burning. The cauldron was empty, and the canteen was closed, Wen Zhen didn't say that he would open this canteen every day, everything was done according to his mood, everyone understood, and there was a lot of prey rice at the door of Wen Zhen's small courtyard that night.

Wen Zhen also ordered someone to accept it, she showed her cooking skills today, naturally not to make money, nor to win over the Freemasonry to help the people, the big pot in front of it is just to share it, and the pickles and watercress soup in the back are all people she likes.

For example, the small leader of the escort team who guards the secret entrance and exit at the foot of the Freemason Mountain.

For example, the person responsible for guarding the ropeway at each peak.

For example, the person who is responsible for the transmission of information above the five peaks.

As for how to know the identity of these people, this is the purpose of the canteen, when tasting food, it is the time when the heart is the weakest, and the conversation between people will always reveal a lot of information.

That night, the moonlight was as quiet as before, Zhang Xima met the girl who washed her hair by the stream again, and after still asking about the identity of the girl to no avail, he couldn't help but sit down next to the sweet and quiet girl, while looking at her bare hands, while quietly thinking about how to go down the mountain after the injury was healed, how to expose the prince's behavior.

The moonlight soup is like flowing water, and in such a moonlight, I can see the slender fingers that are whiter than the moonlight, through the long black hair, like seeing an orchid half-blooming in front of the window.

And the spring light is extremely light and intense at this moment.

Zhang Xima's fingers were hidden in his sleeves, constantly twisting a pearl, which had been twisted by his slightly sweaty fingers for too long, and it was warm and warm.

This is his family's heirloom pearl, when his mother gave it to him, he said that if he saw the girl he liked, he would give it to him and marry him back as a daughter-in-law.

At this moment, the bead was spinning around his fingertips, and he imagined a hundred ways to send the beads, and then overturned one hundred and one.

He stared at the girl's back, the black hair like a waterfall, thinking that one morning in the future, maybe he could also pull this hair into a bun with his own hands.

His heart was slightly heated for this imagination, and his heart was horizontal, and he suddenly thought of a manly husband, why should he be so mother-in-law and mother-in-law, since there is fate, he should cherish it, and if he wants to send beads, he will send it.

His hand stretched out of his sleeve, and he coughed lightly and was about to speak, when suddenly there was an exclamation from the courtyard.

The bewitching gentleman seemed to have a nightmare, running barefoot in the yard, almost hitting the wall like him, Zhang Xima turned around, the girl with no hands seemed to be alarmed, and she didn't see it in a blink of an eye, and when she turned around quickly, she threw up her long undried hair, sprinkled a string of water droplets with residual fragrance, and fell on Zhang Xima's cheeks.

He touched his fingers in a daze, his fingertips were warm and cool, the ground in front of him was covered with frost, the stream was singing softly, the sky was slightly white on the dark side of the mountain, and the earliest flowers were ready to bloom.

Then he found that the bead he had just pinched was gone, and he looked around on all sides, but he couldn't find it, and when he looked at the position of the ground, it was impossible for it to flow into the stream.

Did she already find out that he wanted to send the pearls, and took advantage of the turn just now to take them from him?

Zhang Xima's heart sang happily.

He suddenly felt that maybe the woman he fell in love with at first sight was not an ordinary girl who was captured by bandits, she was so soft and silent, she must be the elf of this mountain.

Since he is an elf, since he meets night and night, then he has the fate of heaven's arrangement, so he just has to wait.

Zhang Xima went back to sleep with a beautiful vision, probably dreaming of his mountain elves, and the corners of his lips were still smiling.

In the other room, the elf he had never forgotten was facing the bronze mirror and seriously sticking to the pimples on his face, putting on the maddening glass beads, grabbing his little bag full of messy poisons, with the crossbow around his neck, the hidden arrow in his sleeve, the soft knife on his waist, and the golden needle on his hairpin......

Dingli, fully armed, went down the mountain to rob.

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------Off topic------

Ding, fully armed, rob the monthly pass!

Yesterday I set the wrong time, and I set it to update in the evening! When I went out for a meeting, I found that Lao Gui was too difficult, and he needed a monthly pass to warm the baby!