Chapter Seventy-Seven: Grilled Fish and Pounded Medicine (1)
After a while, a small rattan basket appeared in Youlan's hand, the rattan basket is small in the mouth and deep in the belly, as long as the small fish enters, I am afraid that it will not be able to break free for a while.
Luo Yan took the small basket and looked up and down, not to mention, Youlan's hand was really skillful, even if her left hand was injured, this rattan basket was still woven without flaws.
"Yan'er, you put that long branch through the vine basket."
Youlan said with a smile, and at the same time gestured with her hand, for fear that Luo Yan would not understand.
Because there are forsythia petals in her pocket, Youlan's movements can't be too big, and she can only gesture little by little like sign language, which is a little funny.
Luo Yan naturally knew that Youlan's expression was inconvenient, so the little girl with a low smile could only hold back her laughter and follow Youlan's movements to tinker with the rattan basket in her hand.
According to Youlan, the branch should be passed through the side of the rattan basket, and if the branch is too middle, it will block the entrance of the fish.
It is also not feasible to put some pebbles in the rattan basket after wearing the branches, so as not to be lifted by the water when entering the water.
Finally, when these were ready, the branches were laid flat in the river. Fortunately, the water here is not too deep, and the little man of the wild goose is still enough, and the small basket still has a little room to be exposed when it is buried underwater.
I saw that Luo Yan flicked his cloak behind his shoulders regardless of the image, and because of his high interest, he didn't feel cold for a while.
The little girl thought that the sleeves were in the way, so she pushed the sleeves up, and with her movements, a section of the lotus root arm was exposed, and the white skin like mutton fat jade was reflected on the water, and it seemed to be a little dazzling in a trance.
The playful wild goose is squatting on the bank of the river, putting the rattan basket into the water, which should be a cold water temperature, but it will not be so cold, especially when I think that there will be fish to eat, and the wild goose can't wait to have fish in the basket immediately.
Youlan only felt funny when she looked at Luo Yan's gluttonous mouth.
I've known the little girl for so long, every time I talk about eating, Luo Yan is like a refugee, not to mention what new dishes Master Liu has developed, Luo Yan must be the first to try it.
Occasionally, the little girl will come to an innovation by herself, and order the kitchen to make some food, but the craftsmanship can't be seen, and every time in the end, it can only be Master Liu who listens to Luo Yan's command and makes those whimsical dishes.
"Wild goose."
Youlan watched the wild goose staring at the rattan basket motionlessly, and had to shout kindly: "Yan'er, don't squat there, you squat like that, scared the fish, let's not eat it today." ”
Luo Yan scratched her head embarrassedly when she heard this, she was just curious, yes, just curious, not that she wanted to eat fish.
As soon as Youlan saw Luo Yan's little expression at the moment, she knew that the little girl must be making some small excuses for herself in her heart, and she didn't care about her, so she only thought about how to squeeze out the juice of these forsythia petals.
At this moment, Luo Yan's heart was already awkward, and when she looked up, she saw Youlan sitting there with frowning, so she asked with some worry: "Sister Lan, but her hand is starting to hurt?" ”
Speaking of this, Luo Yan ran to Youlan's side with some distress, flipped around with her left hand, and then remembered the forsythia that Youlan was carrying, and hurriedly asked: "Sister Lan, have you figured out how to get these petals?" ”
Yulan sighed and shook her head.
"Then, how did Sister Lan get it before?"
Luo Yan was anxious at this time, she felt the feeling of not being able to eat the meat in her mouth, and the forsythia at this time was not those delicious meats for her?
"These forsythia petals have to be juiced out, and the petals should be wrapped in juice in the wound. It's just that now I don't have medicine at hand to grind ......."
Juice? Luo Yan pondered in his heart.
This is definitely not good with her mouth, she herself is disgusting, let alone Sister Lan. ...... by hand Luo Yan thought of this and looked at her blood-soaked hands, afraid that if she tore those petals into pieces, she might not necessarily get juice.
Luo Yan pondered and meditated for a long time, and her brows wrinkled into the word "Chuan", and her little face wrinkled into an old woman.
Youlan stretched out her right hand and touched Luo Yan's eyebrows, and comforted: "It's okay, it's better to have medicine than nothing, and it can be considered a compromise after a while." ”
The reason is such a reason, but Luo Yan doesn't know medical skills and knows it, how can the effect of this tinkering be the same as that of not tinkering?
"Huh?"
Suddenly, the wild goose had a flash of inspiration. Tinkering? Look at the petals of the cloth pocket, and then look at your underwear, hmm...... Tear off some cloth and it doesn't seem to be too cold.
So, our wild goose squatted down violently, pinched his cotton sleeves and even bit and dragged and puffed up.
But this cotton cloth will be torn in a moment and a half? So Youlan looked at Luo Yan as if she was looking at the upper body of a ghost, wondering if Luo Yan, the little girl, had fallen into some evil.
Luo Yan's cheeks were also sour, and because of the blood blisters on the palms, it was a little difficult to make a force. If you want to say that it's okay not to use force, the blood blisters that are clenched tightly are a little painful, and at this moment her tears of pain are about to fall.
I don't know how long the wild goose and the cloth have been handing over, with the sound of "stabbing", finally, the emperor lived up to his heart, slowly simmered a good thick soup, and the wild goose finally tore off a circle of cloth that was not big or small.
The wild goose was so happy that she jumped up from the ground. It's also fortunate that this cloak is big enough, otherwise this one raises his hand, and the sleeves are long and short, and he is not afraid to show them and give people jokes.
"Oh, Sister Lan, you can help Yan'er get it first."
Although there were some tears on the little girl's face, she was smiling brightly at this time, and there was a looming pear vortex on her face.
Youlan didn't know what the hell Luo Yan was going to do, although she was a little confused, she still took the cloth that Luo Yan handed over in her hand.
Seeing that Youlan took the fabric, Luo Yan stretched out his hand to transfer the forsythia flower, and asked, "Can you just wash it in the river?" ”
Naturally, the river water is not very clean, but there is no other way at this time, so Youlan only nodded and said, "Yes, just filter the water." ”
After receiving an accurate answer, Luo Yan flattened the petals in his pocket, pinched the fabric he had torn off by hand, and came to the river slowly.
I saw the wild goose slowly squatting down close to the river bank, so I squatted and didn't forget to sneak a glance at the rattan basket to see if there were any fish to throw themselves into the basket.
Obviously, how could there be fish in such a while, so Luo Yan was a little disappointed, forget it, I don't want to break the fish of Raushzi, and it is the right thing to clean the petals first!