Shaoyi said: "Goo, if you have any work, just tell me, the weather after autumn is cloudy and uncertain! Let's finish it, finish work early and go home, don't let the village chief worry." ”

Gugu carried a bamboo basket full of hawthorn nuts and said, "Your job is here." ”

Shaoyi knows that this is to select hawthorns of different sizes, and the big hawthorns can be given to He Xiangu and Tian Erye. The medium hawthorn is used to make pastries to worship ancestors, the small hawthorn can be used to make wine, and the most inferior can be used to make sauce for pork ribs.

Among the "good rice" made by Gu Gu (Shao Yi and Geng Ding summarized together, good food is not accidentally concocted by Gu Gu when he is in a bad mood), the most favored by Shao Yi and Geng Ding is the sauce pork ribs with hawthorn as an ingredient.

So, Shaoyi relied on his memory and learned the techniques of the past years, and opened the small opening reserved under the big basket, wanting to use the basket to sift the hawthorn.

However, not a single hawthorn fruit crammed into a basket was willing to leak through this opening first.

The hawthorns are densely packed into a large basket like stubble, stacked arhats, so none of them can be leaked.

Gu Gu saw that Shaoyi had been tossing for a long time, the cradle was shaking and sweating, and there was still not a hawthorn fruit missing, so she came over and took the big basket, picked it up and began to shake the basket clockwise, she kept shaking, kept shaking, the direction remained the same, and the action did not stop.

The big beads and small beads of agate hawthorn fruit began to dance as they cradled the basket clockwise without stopping.

The hawthorns were bounced upside down, and the hawthorns jumped up and fell from the basket......

Three laps faster, five laps slower......

The large basket in Goo's hand nimbly jumped up and down again......

In a short time, sure enough, the medium-sized hawthorn had leaked through the hole in the center of the basket into the empty basket below.

The small hawthorn, on the other hand, is carried up slightly when drawing a clockwise circle with the large basket, and jumps much higher than the large hawthorn due to its light weight......

Just when the little hawthorn was blown upside down, and then fell slowly on top of the basket, he made a look, and immediately understood it after seeing it.

He immediately picked up the silver fir wood, hit the small hawthorn that jumped up with it, and sent the small hawthorn fruits that jumped high one by one into the basket hanging from the tree.

That's it, Goo Goo exerted his strength, and he The medium hawthorns all leaked obediently down the holes under the basket. The big hawthorn was left in the big basket and shook his head, and the small hawthorn was beaten into the basket on the tree with a board.

After finding the right trick, the two of them had a clear division of labor, cooperated and coordinated, and soon, several baskets were filled in different categories.

After the last batch of hawthorn nuts was sorted, Coo said happily, "Okay, let's go home!"

......

After the autumn thunder, the mountains are quiet and green, and clouds of white mist rise from the valley.

One less walked in front with a basket full of hawthorn fruits, and Coo seemed to feel that the basket full of hawthorn fruits were smiling at him, and he seemed to have smelled the faint aroma of hawthorn wine......

She's a natural sake brewer.

In front of him, several beams of light breaking through the clouds met with the dense water vapor in the valley, so at the moment when the four beams and water and light converged on the inaccessible track, a seven-colored arch bridge was erected in the air between the two mountains.

For some reason, Shaoyi always felt that there was a mystery hidden in the abrupt seven-colored arch bridge above his head.

From the birth of a young man to the present, I have met the colorful arch bridge more than ten times, every time, there will be ancient characters flowing on the bridge body, appearing and disappearing at first glance, it is very magical.

For Shaoyi, these words are not unfamiliar, and they seem to have taken root in a place with deep memories after a dozen encounters.

He continued to walk, and he knew that the lines of ancient characters walking on the colorful arch bridge on the horizon were calling him again.

Every time the colorful arch bridge appeared, he had an irrepressible urge to follow it.

He didn't understand why the bridge had such an appeal to him, and what the meaning and pronunciation of the strange ancient words on the bridge were. Although Shaoyi didn't understand it, he secretly wrote down the pictograms of these ancient characters. So far, the ancient characters have been silently memorized in his mind, no less than a dozen volumes. Memorization has always been the skill of children.

In the blink of an eye, the clouds of the colorful arch bridge were baked and dispersed by the scorching sun, and before I could remember all the ancient characters, everything was as if it had never happened.

A burst of bright sun shone brightly, and all eyes were empty......

I don't know what divine power is, and every time I will erase the memory of the colorful arch bridge. At this time, one less trance thought that he had just been covered by a colorful light robe......

Wu stood in place, less confused.

So Goo stepped forward and told him, "Shaoyi, if something doesn't really belong to you, don't run for it." Otherwise, not only will you gain nothing, but you will also lose yourself. ”

"What happened to me just now?" asked Shaoyi, rubbing his eyes.

"You're just taking a nap. Gugu held the golden feather of the golden pheasant that Shaoyi gave her.

"......Dry the hawthorn fruit," Goo said, pointing to the opposite hill, where there was a gentle grassy slope.

The fog brought by the thunderstorm quickly steamed under the bright sun, and Shaoyi and Gugu went all the way over the mountains, and their clothes were quickly wet by the fog and sweat. But after a while, the sun easily fought for the initiative, not only drying their clothes, but also leaving deep and shallow sweat stains.

Climb the grassy slope and look at the lush vegetation, releasing the last green of the year.

Build a pergola with one hand, and overlook it from a high position, and the cattle and sheep dozens of miles away are dotted in the sea of grass, which is clearly visible like small milk grapes.

From this, it is enough to infer that the amount of water vapor in the atmosphere is very small, and the air is permeable and pure. He said to Gollum, "It's dry enough here......

After a brief eye contact, the two of them tacitly followed the code left by the last winter and began to look for the buried well.

At this time, Gugu had already opened the folded four lotus leaf curtains, laid them on the grass slope under the scorching sun, and then dried the hawthorns that had just been washed by the rainstorm in the large and small baskets on the lotus curtains according to the four types of large, medium, small and micro.

Waste wood Shaoyi failed to find the wellhead, perhaps because of the many failures, he did not lose his head because of this, but returned to Gugu first, rested, so that he could fight again.

So, at the beginning, he leisurely admired the red fruits drying one by one on the hillside in front of him.

After the rain washes, the faint fragrance of the hawthorn fruit is exposed to the sun, and quickly shrinks back into the pulp, with the increasing intensity of the sun, the skin of the hawthorn gradually wrinkles, and the pores are closed, forming a layer of bright pulp, as if it is wrapped in a layer of precious fruit wax.

The deep and shallow markers that were originally set at the wellhead have long been wiped out by the grass of the summer. Shaoyi, who couldn't find the wellhead, suddenly thought of a strange trick, and he asked Gugu for a quenching stone.

Shaoyi entered a low bush and scraped some of the bark with a boning knife, turning the inside of the bark and peeling off the thin layer of skin that was wrapped in the bark.

The bark on the entire trunk was slightly damp from the rainstorm an hour earlier, but the inner layer of bark was very dry.

Shaoyi carefully tore the film into fine sawdust, he patiently tore a lot of the film to ensure that the sawdust was accumulated to a certain amount, and then, against the bright sun, the quenching stone and the stone were repeatedly struck, "Click——, click-click-", and while playing, Shao in the sun became dizzy at first.

Persistence, he silently said to himself: only persistence.

"Click——,Click--"

...... Still no effect

Coo always said that the living can't let their urine suffocate to death. Shaoyi agreed with this point of view, if one method didn't work, then he would have to try another method, and Shaoyi couldn't help but want to try it with the only one of the twenty-eight veins that had just been opened by Elder Leng.

According to the theory, the only unobstructed meridian can only be barely used to run qi and blood.

At this time, it is rare that the two strands of qi and blood in his body that were originally pinched together have formed a situation of peaceful coexistence because of the smooth flow of meridians and the neutralization of plants and trees.

Perhaps, this energy can ignite a fire?

Shaoyi sat cross-legged on the spot, his breath sank into the dantian, holding his breath and calming his breath, and slowly, he delivered his divine consciousness to the two qi and blood in his body little by little.

The two qi and blood seemed to understand the mind of the less one, and immediately, under the fusion of the cedar sap left by the Shanba Gong in the one of the young ones, it quickly condensed into a force of qi and blood, slowly wandering in that one meridian, and operating all around the body.

The wandering qi and blood traveled round and round because of the smooth meridians, and they became stronger and stronger, so that in the body of Shaoyi, a new heat energy was generated.

When the heat energy wandered away and approached the heart, Shaoyi used his divine sense, decisively mobilized this qi and blood energy, exhaled from his nose with a "snap", and hit this heat energy on the quenching stone.

There was a flash of fire on the flint, which was great, the heat energy really reached the ignition point, and the sawdust was ignited in an instant.

Although the flame is still too weak and is about to be extinguished, it does not hurt if there is a small one. He gently blew the film crumbs on the flames, and used a fan to fan the wind desperately to help the flames, slowly stabilizing the flames on the debris......

One less lifted a bundle of firewood in his hand, and walked as he walked, observing the ground, and walking towards the depths of the grassland.

He knew that if the ashes from the firewood fell to the ground and melted, it would mean that the ground was extremely cold. Under the extreme cold, there will be extremely cold well water.

So, Shaoyi gestured the torch in his hand back and forth, and chanted words along the way. When the ashes of the torch melted into the ground, Shaoyi finally found the stone mark left at the beginning, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, for Gugu, he could finally live up to his promise once.

This is the first time that one has gained confidence in his own divine sense.

Just now, I used my divine consciousness to drive the energy of qi and blood, externalize it, and ignite the flames. I have to say, it's a big step forward.

Through yesterday's competition with Goo, Shaoyi has realized that he lacks control over the silver fir wood. Since he can manipulate his own qi and blood, can he also manipulate the silver fir wood? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be eager to try.

Together, the two used a bamboo basket to renew the dried hawthorn fruits that were full of sunlight into the well, and the hawthorn absorbed the warmth of the sun and slowly changed. At this time, it was quickly immersed in the cold well water, and it was suddenly cold, and it must be said that it was a new experience of hawthorn.

Looking at the glowing red light in the well, Shaoyi suddenly understood a truth, heavy rain, bright sun, and icy water...... Do you want Baiqin Fang into a good wine? He admired in his heart, this brewer is really not for nothing.