Qingluo didn't dare to think about it, he just felt that it was as difficult as climbing to the sky!

But for Gu Jingzhi, who is tall and strong and can fight bulls, he is walking and can still think crankily.

He didn't care that he had been carrying more than 300 catties of boars, nor did he care about the dozens of miles of road.

Only one image after another flashed through my mind.

It was rare to stop for a few minutes in the middle, and his breath was also calm, and the images in his mind seemed to be engraved in his mind.

Especially when you get up close and personal with the soft touch and sweet smell......

Everything made Gu Jingzhi's wheat-colored skin flush, and he spit on himself for being so frivolous?!

Luckily, she didn't know......

The consequence of thinking like this is that he is even more frustrated, carrying a wild boar, and walking hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Occasionally, people passing by look at it, and they are simply smacking, Hercules!

In this way, half an hour later, Gu Jingzhi went to Baiyun Town.

Originally, he had always been sent directly to the big restaurant, but this time he thought of the butcher shop that Qingluo had been to during the day.

So with a turn of footsteps, in the eyes of everyone in awe and with whom, the dragon walked like a tiger carrying the huge boar to the butcher's shop.

In the eyes of Zhu Butcher's surprise, more than 300 catties of boars were put down.

"Brother Gu, no! You are my brother, Brother Gu! The little brother just said that, you shouldn't have me at that time, I thought you didn't go to your heart!

And so it turned out that you really remembered it!

The little brother just said, you sent it to me in the evening, why are you in a hurry, it's okay to send it tomorrow, don't be tired!

Hurry up, go pour water, no! Pour the tea, what about the tea I bought a few days ago, hurry up and brew it for me, hurry up and give me Brother Gu a good rest, let him slow down, don't be tired! ”

Butcher Zhu was moved, delighted, and he was bald when he spoke, and hurriedly waved his hand and ordered his daughter-in-law.

looked at Gu Jingzhi again, it was like looking at his own father.

No, he felt that his own father was not so good to him!

Alas, the boar is not to say that there is one, but it is still sent to him at night, and it has been more than an hour! Carrying it alive and carrying it!

What kind of fairy brotherhood is this!

"Brother Gu, don't leave today, rest here with me, we eat meat at night, there are wild domestic, eat meat and drink wine, let my brother thank you well!"

"Settle the money and leave."

The other party's extraordinary enthusiasm, Gu Jingzhi didn't pay attention to it at all, after all, his heart was completely occupied by and occupied.

didn't take it to heart, so naturally there was no other party who was too enthusiastic and couldn't parry.

As for what the other party might have misunderstood, he didn't bother to explain, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

Because the other party proposed it, it was sent overnight, don't think too beautifully.

Gu Jingzhi said lightly: "Bring me two catties of bones." ”

Zhu Butcher, who was still chattering and thanking for the invitation, was completely stunned, and it took a long time to react.

"The bones of the pigs I chopped?"

Gu Jingzhi nodded without a wave.

Then Gu Jingzhi took a few small pieces of broken silver, and then took the bones that the other party held in both hands, turned around and left quickly.

Butcher Zhu looked at the figure for a long time and couldn't speak, and after a long time, he turned around and said to his daughter-in-law who was silently waiting for his instructions:

"Let's eat wild boar meat in the evening, with domestic bones and soup!"

Zhu Butcher's daughter-in-law felt a little strange, but she nodded obediently, turned around and went to work in the kitchen.

Zhu Butcher turned around and looked up at the sky.

Is this bone broth really so mysterious?

Or maybe you misunderstood?

Brother Gu came to give him a wild boar at night, just to buy another pound of bones?

But that's too mysterious!

He still believes that it was because of brotherhood that he sent it at night!

I'm afraid that it won't be fresh, and it will affect the price when the time comes.

Otherwise, it's just for the bones, isn't that a joke?

Zhu Butcher nodded with a deep expression, and said loudly: "It must be because of brotherhood, definitely!" ”

From the yard he took out a small maza, in front of him a wooden tray filled with water, and a basket full of flowers.

"The plan is wrong, you have to clean up these picked flowers first, otherwise the quality will be affected."

Qingluo bent down and began to wash the flowers slightly, holding the dripping flowers and shaking them vigorously.

For the time being, I didn't care that it had been washed, and the water from the wooden basin with broken petals was floating, and I patted the bottom of the flower basket that was dripping.

Regardless of the curious eyes of the yard, when I returned to the house, the orange-red pomegranate flowers were picked out one by one and placed on the round table.

Take out the hand-pounded, porcelain-white porcelain, which looks quite delicate and small.

Qingluo picked up a pomegranate flower, stained with water droplets, and looked fresh and tender.

"When I sprinkled the soil of the freshly planted flower pot yesterday, there was still a little bit of spiritual spring water mixed with it, and it was sprinkled on the pomegranate flowers at the top of the flower basket.

It's so fresh that it looks like it's just been picked. ”

Qingluo nodded with satisfaction, and put the pomegranate flowers that were delicate and representative of the beauty of maturity into his hand one by one.

The injured right leg knelt on the round chair, picked it up with his right hand, and a dull sound came out of the pound.

A little bit of bright red juice began to overflow, and slowly a little bit of isolation turned into a viscous feeling.

The dull sound that came out also began to become a little clear and sticky.

Filled with hand-pounded pomegranate flowers turn into finely chopped juice.

Qingluo put all the remaining pomegranate flowers into it, crushed them finely, and all of them turned bright red, revealing a little orange flower juice.

Moving his ankle, Qingluo jumped into the bedroom with his right leg up, took out a muslin from the basket, and cut it with scissors.

"It's better to still have gauze, only to find that there are still some things that are not ready, so let's use them first."

The first time it was just to try the feel and get the memory back. ”

Distressedly stroking the white muslin that was no more than the size of two palms, Qingluo turned around and lifted his hand, and poured a little flower petals and juice on the muslin with a little bit of broken petals.

Twisted together again, his eyes scanned, Qingluo directly twisted his brows and took a pottery bowl and squeezed it hard against the bowl.

A little bit more bright red, pure flower juice, dripping drop by drop.

The muslin cloth that had been dyed red was placed on the edge of the table, looking at the three small paper bags on the table, Qingluo pointed his fingers, and finally opened the package of mica powder.

Carefully wipe the fingertips and dip only a little, the fingertips carefully shake the edge of the pottery bowl, and the fine powder is sprinkled and mixed in the extremely thick juice.

Picking up the pottery bowl and shaking it carefully, Qingluo hesitated for a moment, but still opened the muslin.

Pulling out the chaff inside, picking up the muslin cloth that was wet with bright red, Qingluo bent down and scrubbed it on the basin a few times.

Finally, wring the water clean and place a muslin cloth over the pottery bowl.

(The steps to make rouge have been looked for a few times on Baidu, and I try not to have too many bugs.) ）

"Sure enough, there is still something missing, such an important small wind pot has not been bought, I hope it can be bought at the market in Dahe Village in two days.

The things in the clay pot can be used, and if they are missing, they will be made up next time, and they will be bought better if they are all wind pots.

No matter how cold the weather is, you can also use it to cook something to eat, it is more convenient to eat directly in your own room, and there is also an atmosphere, and I have always felt that the things cooked in the small wind pot are more delicious than the hot pot. ”

Qingluo is still fiddling with elegance, revealing the rouge full of daughter's family style.

At the same time, I thought of the meat dishes and vegetarian dishes that were cooked in the small wind pot with a rather heavy taste, and I couldn't help but snort.

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