Chapter 242: Unpalatable Food
Qixia stewed a pot of pork and cabbage, and burned a dish of dried bamboo shoots and bacon, accompanied by fragrant white rice, these two gods should be satisfied.
You must know that this Qinghuo Shenjun is a big eater.
Speaking of which, the amount of food of the gods is not accurate, and the stomach is small and you will be full if you eat some bird food, but if you really want to let go of your belly and eat as much as you like, a bag of rice is not enough.
I'm talking about a hundred pounds.
The two Divine Monarchs were discussing the contents of the jade script.
"I took a cursory look at these books," Zi Yi looked at the stacked in the room, there were about five hundred volumes, and he said, "The content recorded here is vast and profound, not only the methods of cultivation and internal refining, but also astronomy, algorithms, easy numbers, and the geographical β’β’β’β’β’β’outline of the Three Realms, which really makes me β’β’β’β’β’β’ not only amazed, but also like a treasure." β
Qinghuo nodded, and he said: "Part of the content in this was written by Nuwa Niangniang herself, and some of it was summarized from the works at that time, and this work was not done by Niangniang alone. β
Ziyi asked, "Who else is coercing Niangniang to do this?" β
"Her name is Mu Qing, and she is Niangniang's maid." Qing Huo raised her head, thinking that she hadn't seen each other for many years, she was still a wizard and guarding that side of the lake!
Perhaps, β’β’β’β’β’β’, these books are now here in Ziyi, and these β’β’β’β’β’β’ have their own providence in the dark!
He sighed in his heart, and then said: "There are two thousand five hundred volumes of these books, and these are only one-fifth, what you have is time, and many doubts may be solved." β
Zi Yi nodded and asked, "Divine Monarch, why haven't you opened these books for so many years β’β’β’β’β’β’ to study?" β
Qing Huo smiled: "I don't like to read since I was a child, and I don't want to be the first god of the Three Realms. β
Zi Yi also smiled a little ashamedly, after all, the desire for knowledge also varies from person to person. The more you know, the more you feel ignorant, so the more learned people are, the more they will explore in the vast ocean of knowledge, but Ziyi feels that learned people are not necessarily useful people.
Just like him now, he would rather be a farmer, reclaim a few acres of wasteland, and be able to grow some vegetables and grains that Qixia likes, and when the two of them are tired from work, they sit in the field, watch the sunset, the breeze blows her hair, and hand him a bowl of mung bean soup or coarse stem tea, how contenting it is!
But now, even if he has such a vast treasury of knowledge, so what? It's just a chat to pass the boring years, and is served by Qixia to eat and drink every day, like a rice worm in this endless time.
He sighed in his heart, he didn't have anything, he just let her sit with him through the prison, which was really β’β’β’β’β’β’. But he didn't dare to think about this kind of thought, he was afraid that Qixia would see it, and he wanted to give her as much time as possible and happy.
She has abandoned everything to accompany him to prison, he can no longer bring her the slightest worry and depression, a man, should be able to bear everything.
Qixia called two men to eat like a housewife.
With the dishes and chopsticks on the table, she fried another plate of peanuts and opened a pot of wine.
Because the light outside the stone gate is a little dim, I can't see clearly when cooking, so the peanuts are fried a little mushy.
Qixia said embarrassedly: "Let's eat it first, and then I will get used to the stove." β
Qinghuo didn't speak, just picked up the chopsticks and put them down, and they disappeared with a swish.
Qixia was surprised: "This Qinghuo, what is this doing?" β
Ziyi smiled: "I'm going to find a lamp for you." β
Oh, get me a lamp, really, hang an oil lamp on the stove.
She laughed and said, "Then we'll wait for him." β
In less than a quarter of an hour, the bird god returned, carrying a brass oil lamp and a barrel of oil.
Qixia looked at him smiling with spring flowers, giving her an oil lamp, it was much happier than giving her a vault, this Qinghuo, why didn't he find so many advantages in him before.
The three of them sat down to eat, the rice was a little raw, the dried bamboo shoots and bacon were a little salty, the cabbage stewed pork was about to be returned, the two men ate very fragrantly, and a pot of wine seemed to be not enough to drink.
"Is it okay for you to β’β’β’β’β’β’ β’β’β’β’β’β’ while eating?" Qixia asked cautiously.
"It's delicious." Qinghuo sandwiched a piece of bacon and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ziyi kept eating peanuts, the key was that he picked up the paste and ate it as much as he could, it seemed that there was only good left on the plate, not so black and ugly.
Qixia had a bitter face, holding chopsticks in her hand, not to mention how depressed she was.
"Sister, didn't the finch say when she would come back?" Qing Huo hurriedly found a topic, otherwise if this goddess cried, the other would not be able to eat any good things, these delicious things, he also pointed to Ziyi to eat more.
"It doesn't want to come back." Qixia took two grains of rice and put them in her mouth, it was raw, she was in a hurry, and the cooking heat was not enough.
"It's okay if you don't come back, just be a companion with Qingtong." Qinghuo dried his wine, stretched out his hand and shook the wine jug, but it was gone.
Qixia said with a straight face: "Just drink these, there are no good dishes, don't be blind to good wine." β
"Where, where." Qing Huo took the glass of wine in front of Zi Yi and poured it into his cup, and said to Zi Yi: "Don't drink it, eat more." β
Ziyi took the rice bowl, poured some cabbage on the bowl, and set aside half a plate of dried bamboo shoots and bacon, and pushed the rest to Qinghuo: "You like to eat, eat more." β
Neither of them spoke, burying their heads in eating, as if the heavenly imperial banquet was not made with this fragrance, and after a while, it was like a wind and clouds, and the dishes on the table were clean.
"It's delicious," Qinghuo wiped his mouth, and when he saw that Qixia's bowl of rice hadn't moved, he smiled: "Anyway, there is no more food, don't eat it, pour it back into the pot, and process it tomorrow before eating." β
Ziyi took out two packets of snacks from the closet and handed them to her: "You eat this." β
Qixia didn't speak.
Qing Huo cleaned up the dishes and saw that there was only half a bucket of water there, so he muttered, "It would be nice to dig another well." β
Zi Yi smiled: "This is already an unimaginable day, and you still have to dig a well, so don't go out for the rest of your life." This prison is better than the life of mortals. β
Qing Huo put all the dirty dishes into the wooden bucket and said, "Sister, wash it slowly, anyway, there is a time." β
Ziyi said, "I'll wash it." As he spoke, he crouched down to wash the things.
"Don't move!" Qixia suddenly said, "If you wash, I won't eat." β
Qinghuo heard it, ho~! This woman is really unreasonable.
Threaten men with starving herself, and that's what she can do.
Will my Xi'er hurt me so much?
With this thought, he planned to go and see her in a while.
She was thinking about herself right now.
Ziyi stood up obediently, sat down in front of Qixia gently, picked up a piece of honey cake in a paper bag for her, and said, "Eat quickly, don't be upset." I eat all the delicious food you make, so you don't have to mind so much. β
Only then did Qixia ease her mind, pouting slightly and saying, "I want you to have a good meal so much." β
Qinghuo ran over and patted the table: "Sister, you want him to have a good meal too much, not including me!" Don't make a fuss about me. β
Qixia threw the cake in her hand in his face with a puff, "I'll block your bird's beak!" β
The bird god stretched out his mouth to take the honey cake, and said vaguely: "I still have important things to do, and I don't want to hinder you from being greasy and crooked here, oops, after staying for a long time, my whole body is sour, and there is a sour smell in the roomβ’β’β’β’β’β’." β
Before a piece of cake could be swallowed, the person was gone.
The two of them looked at each other and laughed.
Laughing enough, Qixia's face turned red again.