The ancestral training has been passed down from generation to generation, and naturally there is a reason for it, those experiences exchanged for blood, if you want to survive in this mountain, it is best to keep it in mind, and do not disobey it easily, the price is not something that everyone can afford.

Ye Congwen is the weakest existence of the two clans, and his courage is also the smallest, so naturally he will not risk his own life, his life is gone, what is the use of giving you ten five-color ginseng?

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Ye Congwen rowed the boat and walked back quickly, today is another busy day, there are only three or four catties of ordinary yams in the back basket, although it is not a precious variety, when stewing Baoyao chicken soup, add one catty or two catties, you can save time for cooking.

A lonely person like him with limited cooking skills can naturally be simple, and this wild yam has a soft and sweet taste, which is much better than rice.

Before dark, Ye Congwen returned home, and wanted to continue to simmer chicken soup to drink, but when he opened the cupboard, he found that only the last half of the two-color ginseng was left. It only weighs about two catties, but Ye Congwen was afraid that it would rot after a long time, so he had already dried it and hid it in the cabinet.

Cut half of the two-color ginseng, and two catties of cow tendons, a pound of yam casually stewed in a pot of soup, busy all day and night, no baby herbs dug up, although not discouraged, but the weakness of the limbs really do not want to slaughter chickens and pluck feathers, clean the internal organs.

After taking a bath, I lay down on the mat, waiting for the soup, while boringly rummaging through the funeral scripture, occasionally memorizing a paragraph or two, hoping that one day I would be able to use it.

Knock knock! A hurried knock on the door woke Ye Congwen from his sleep, and he hurriedly asked:

"Who?"

"Brother Congwen, it's me, haven't you slept yet?"

Ye Congwen knew that it was a pigeon bean sprout when he heard the voice, except for her, few people in the entire Tieta Village came to his house. Recently, I have been busy using two-color ginseng stewed chicken to improve my physique, and I shouldn't have seen her for more than ten days.

"The door is not bolted, just come in, when did you become so polite?"

I saw pigeon bean sprouts walking in with a bowl of cold stewed beef tendon meat with a smile, and when I saw Ye Congwen lying on the bamboo chair and reading the funeral scripture, he immediately pursed his lips and complained unhappily:

"Why are you reading ghost books at night?"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand the little girl, this is a very useful book, I recently made a small fortune with this book, and maybe I can make a big fortune in a few days!"

Ye Congwen didn't hide anything from the pigeon bean sprouts, on the contrary, he still had the urge to confide in the secret, since Ye Congwen's parents died one after another when he was eight years old, he also came to talk to him twice in three days to relieve his boredom.

The two often exchange secrets, but never talk about them to outsiders, in general, although the pigeon bean sprouts sometimes speak upside down, but when it comes to keeping secrets, they can still be called tight-lipped.

"Who are you fooling, isn't it a book that teaches people to dig graves, is it possible that gold ingots are dug up in the grave?

Don't lie there and get you a big bowl of beef shank meat and come over and taste it to your liking. ”

Ye Congwen wanted to refute a few words, but the red slices of beef looked appetizing, and his stomach gurgled uncontrollably, and a carp turned two heels in the air and landed on the stool next to the dining table impartially.

Pigeon Bean Sprouts heard the sound and was about to look back, but found that there was not even a figure on the recliner, and was wondering what was going on, but when he reached out to put the bowl, he saw Ye Congwen sitting upright at the table, so frightened that he almost threw the bowl away, and shouted in surprise:

"Are you a human or a ghost, and you walk without a sound?"

Then I thought that Ye Congwen seemed to have fallen from the sky, which means that Ye Congwen can fly?

"Did you just fly here?"

"Why is this asking?"

"I didn't see it just now, you can fly another one for me to see."

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I have something wrong with my head, it's not an acrobatic performance, and I'll fly again to show you, have you bought a ticket, you have to have a tip to watch the performance, do you have a copper plate?

The pigeon bean sprouts are ghostly, and they know Ye Congwen well, how can they not understand the meaning, so they hurriedly put the bowl of beef in their hands, and said with a narrow smile:

"You turn over and show me again, or I'll bring this beef back."

Yo! Are you going to be blackmailed? I really don't eat this set, and I don't have no food to eat, so I turned around and went to the kitchen to bring a pot of soup, opened the lid of the pot, and the rich smell of yam filled the whole room, glanced at the pigeon bean sprouts that hid the beef bowl, and drank the soup by myself.

Pigeon bean sprouts are also stunned, when did you become so angry, I originally sent him beef to eat, don't miss the right thing because of anger.

Slowly, he walked around and glanced at the contents of the saucepan, what yams, cow's tendons, and a few lumps of things like tree roots. For a moment his heart softened, and he said with pity:

"You don't know how to cook, you say, I'll teach you to do it, look at what kind of dishes you have, stewed in a pot, even the roots of the tree."

"Lonely and unheard, I don't know anything and I am still here as an expert, you have such beautiful roots in your house?"

Ye Congwen glanced at the pigeon bean sprouts, he had lost weight after not seeing anyone for more than ten days, his face was full of exhaustion, and he said with a little reproach and dissatisfaction:

"The braised soup can be made slowly, and seventy or eighty families can partner in the braised soup first, what are you doing with the early morning and greedy for the dark? If you are tired and sick, will you have to pay for the loss? Don't look for a mirror to see how thin you have become, I see that the old patriarch has given you this name very well, and it is almost boiled into bean sprouts. ”

"It's quite easy to boil brine, but it's too hard to teach them, all of them are so stupid that I want to beat people, I can't learn to have a big temper, and I pick a child at every turn.

If you can't win and scold, it's harder to serve than you, sometimes I think about it, or I'm smart from Brother Wen, I can learn anything as soon as I learn, I have a good temper and I know how to hurt people, no matter what I ask for, I will do it............"

When the pigeon bean sprouts saw Ye Congwen taking care of himself, he immediately crackled like pouring beans.

"For the sake of your sweet mouth, go to the cupboard and bring two bowls, so that you can also taste my stew skills."

Ye Congwen knew that the pigeon bean sprouts were reminding him that he had not performed acrobatics for her. It's not easy to think about this girl, three or four younger sisters and brothers in the family have to take care of it, and they have to take time to teach the fierce sisters of the two clans to boil brine for laundry and cooking.

"Okay! When I'm done with the soup, I'm going to see you fly in the air again! ”

Pigeon bean sprouts know that Ye Congwen's cooking skills are clumsy, and what can he eat with a pot of messy stew, but this should be all to make rookies happy. Run to the cupboard and get the bowl.

When I opened the cabinet, I saw something like a tree root at a glance, and muttered incomprehensibly:

"What's the good stuff that is so well hidden? It looks the same as the stewed in the pot just now! ”

Tieta Village lives according to the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, there are groups of fierce beasts on the mountain, people like pigeon bean sprouts who are weak and thin are not allowed to go out of the village since childhood, at most they walk around in the yard, otherwise birds and beasts may kill her at any time.

So she doesn't know anything about mountain medicine. I thought I had a collection of carved ornaments, so I glanced at it and left.

Ye Congwen set up the earthen bowl, took a wooden spoon and only put a small half bowl of soup in the bowl of pigeon bean sprouts, and scooped some yams and cow tendons. The stingy appearance made the pigeon bean sprouts frown and dissatisfied, and there were faint signs of madness.

"Take a sip first and see how it reacts." Ye Congwen said slowly.

"I also know that letting people try it first, which is a bit self-aware."

Pigeon Bean Sprouts is very appreciative of Ye Congwen's performance, a rookie in cooking, having this attitude proves that he is self-aware.

After tasting a few bites, he pursed his lips, as if the master was leading his apprentice, and commented in a matter-of-fact manner:

Put too much salt, a little salty; The beef hoof tendons are not blanched, and the fishy smell is too strong; The yam is overcooked, and the taste is too flat; And what are these two bad-looking roots, and how do they have a bitter taste? ”

Ye Congwen looked at the pigeon bean sprouts quietly, not happy or sad, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were staring at the face of the pigeon bean sprouts with anticipation, there was an indescribable charm in his eyes, and he asked with a look of concern and care:

"How does it feel, do you feel like your heart is beating faster?"

You stare at people like this, your eyes seem like you want to eat people, what girl is not afraid? The rapid heartbeat is considered a slight reaction. The pigeon bean sprouts muttered a few words in his heart and nodded a little shyly.

"Is it a fever all over the body?"

"A little."

"Your face is hot and red?"

"A little."

"Do you feel uncomfortable, your blood is churning, and you want to take a cold shower?"

"It's a little bit." Pigeon Bean Sprouts questioned depressedly in his heart: That's the normal reaction of you men, it's not appropriate to put it on me.

"Then you quickly strip and dance! Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it back! ”

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"What are you thinking! You bad embryo, you dance striptease all day long! ”

Pigeon Bean Sprouts' eyes widened, and they stood up suddenly, reaching out to give Ye Congwen a few slaps. Before I could do anything, something suddenly fell from my nose, and it seemed to be raining.

When I looked down, the dining table was full of red water droplets—not water droplets, but my own nosebleeds, and I would only think blankly for a while: I had only heard of men seeing beautiful women with nosebleeds, but I had never heard of women seeing handsome men with nosebleeds.

I was puzzled when I suddenly saw the black roots in the stew pot and immediately understood the problem. Nine times out of ten, this thing is poisonous, covering his nose and shouting loudly:

"Ye Congwen, you villain, even if you poison me and become a ghost, I will haunt you!"

As soon as the willow eyebrows were raised, he had to skip the dining table to hit Ye Congwen. Who knew that he jumped three meters away, and flew directly over Ye Congwen's head!

What's the situation? Could it be that I became a ghost so quickly, jumped up so lightly, and cried in a fit of anger:

This is a damn bad embryo, the poison is so heavy, don't you let me say a few words of parting?