"This year's harvest looks good."

"It's good now, but I don't know if it's good or not, and I don't know if it's top belly." The old farmer replied truthfully, "It's the first time we've planted it, and we don't know when we'll harvest it or how we'll eat it." ”

"Ah......h

Song You then got up, walked to the side of the road, touched the buds on the stems and tore them a little and looked at them, and said to the old farmer while doing it: "I mean it's almost the autumn equinox, if it was placed in Xuzhou, it might have been harvested and dried, and the swallow rice in the field of the old man could have been harvested a long time ago, but it has not been harvested, and I thought it was because the climate was different here." ”

"Sir, do you recognize?"

"Recognize, recognize." Song You nodded and said to him with a smile, "Like this kind of swallow rice, when you see that the stems and leaves are already dry and yellow, you can take it back when you tear off the coat and see that it is already dry, hard to the touch and has no moisture and has become lighter." After taking it back, wipe off the swallow rice one by one, find an open space to spread out a mat, and dry it, just like millet, it can withstand storage, and remember not to get wet during storage. When eating, it can be beaten into powder to make a paste, or it can be used to cook rice and pancakes. ”

"That little old man has to remember clearly......"

"In addition, when this swallow rice is still tender, the outer coating is still green, and when the whiskers are still purple-red, you can also take it off, at that time, it is tender, it can be gnawed raw, it can also be cooked by boiling and fire, and you can even peel off the tender rice for cooking, cooking, not peeling and cutting into pieces, you can also make soup, there are many ways to eat, and you can also top the belly."

"Ouch! Sir has helped me a lot! ”

Unconsciously, the attitude of the old farmer who didn't know how to be polite also became respectful.

This is instinctive, a simple thought of gratitude.

"Hands on the ......"

Song You also said respectfully.

An Qingyanzi came with rice, and his merits were immeasurable, and he taught the old farmers in a place how to harvest and eat, which can be regarded as a little more sense of participation.

"Today's weather is good, if my husband is free, he can take back the swallow rice from these two fields, so that it won't rain tomorrow and get wet again." Song You reminded us again and paused, "If the old man really wants to thank us, he will give us a piece of swallow rice, just one." ”

"How can one work?"

The old farmer's eyes suddenly widened, and he came over and said, "Although the old Han's family is not rich, the grain and wheat in this field are ripe, and it is not so bad!" Mr. is a cultivator, don't say that he helped, even if he usually passes by and meets an old man to ask for a few, there is no reason to refuse! ”

After saying that, he walked over, and shook in the ground for a while.

"Enough is enough......"

Song You hurriedly stopped his movements: "We can't bring more than that, not to mention that we just want to taste it." ”

"That's good."

The old farmer piled six or seven sticks of bird's nest on the ground.

"I just wanted to ask for one, but in this way, I'm embarrassed to accept it for nothing." Song You said and put his hand into the quilt bag, and took out a small bamboo tube, the thickness of the bamboo tube is not as thick as the little thumb, and the length is only about half of the little thumb, but it is very exquisite, carved and embroidered, "But I don't give my husband any money, so I will also give my husband the same overseas crops." ”

"Oh?"

The old man wanted to refuse, but when he heard what he said, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Then the Taoist opened the seal of the bamboo tube, which was very small, much smaller than the letter tube, poured out a seed the size of a sesame seed, and then he planted the seed on the side of the road, and took the water bladder that was placed next to the quilt bag, and poured some water on it.

I saw that the seed took root and sprouted, and the land that had just been moistened immediately became a little greener.

In an instant, there was an extra vine on the side of the road.

The vines are long and prostrate on the ground.

There were green fruits on it, all slightly larger than a thumb, and in the blink of an eye, they were already red, like little lanterns.

The Taoist took one out of his hand and handed it to him to eat.

"This is a good vegetable obtained from Lilliputian on the sea, and the sour eggplant called by Lilliputia. The taste is slightly sour, it can be eaten raw, or stir-fried and boiled into soup to make sauce, which is easy to eat. Plant in spring and harvest in summer. Although it is not a rare delicacy, but its harvest is excellent, the vitality is also tenacious, if the old man likes, take the seeds and sprinkle them on a wasteland, even if you don't care about it after planting, you can also have endless sour eggplants every day when it is ripe, it can be regarded as adding some more flavor to the table, and maybe you can exchange some small money to spend. ”

"This ......"

The old farmer couldn't help but be stunned.

Looking down at the vine that had just grown on the side of the road, and the cold and incomparably real fruit in his hand, he didn't know what to say for a while, but he met a cultivator who really knew magic today.

"Thank you, sir."

The old farmer thanked him after a long time, and then looked at Song You's bubbling cauldron at this time, and said to him: "Mr. is a master of magic, but today is the day to worship the gods in the mountains under the mountain, and this is the only way to worship the gods. ”

Speaking of the gods, his face suddenly darkened with joy.

"Oh?"

Song You looked at his expression and became a little interested: "I don't know which god is worshiped here?" ”

"He is the mountain god of our mountain."

"What is the name of the mountain god?"

"Without a name and without a surname, he is honored as the God of Comfort."

"I've never heard of this god of peace and happiness in the world, I don't know if it's the imperial court, or the gods who are personally enshrined by the townships?" Song You asked curiously.

Speaking of the gods, the little girl also cast her gaze.

"It was sealed by the imperial court, saying that the mountains and forests here are high and deep, and it is very aura, so a mountain god has been sealed, and it has been sealed for more than 20 years."

"Since it is enshrined by the imperial court, it is the mountain god of the Eight Classics, but why does the old man show displeasure when he mentions it?"

"This ......"

The old farmer subconsciously wanted to refute, but after a few words, he didn't refute it, but said: "How dare you say this?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Song You smiled slightly, pretending to look left and right, "Although this entire mountain is the territory of the mountain god, but after taking a look down, the mountain god is not here, maybe he is practicing in another place." What strange stories do I have to tell my husband below. ”

"It's not an uncommon story...... the old farmer was entangled, and then he lowered his voice, "It's this mountain god, it's getting more and more frightening lately." ”

"How so?"

"Originally, when the government first built the mountain temple, this mountain god was quite honest, although he didn't see any changes on the mountain, he rarely made any trouble. At most, someone walks at night, or comes home late from working in the mountains, and meets his old man by chance and is startled. The old farmer lowered his voice and told him, "But since more than a year ago, a master came here, saying that he came to get rid of the demon on the order of some national teacher, and that night there was some light on the mountain, and the mountain temple was demolished, but the next day, the master did not come down the mountain, and since then, the mountain god has changed his personality......

"Master?"

"He is a high-ranking monk and speaks very gently."

"On the orders of the national teacher?"

"I heard it's ......"

"The mountain god has changed his character?"

The little girl's expression suddenly became serious, and her eyes shifted to the Taoist, with some thought in her eyes.

I always felt that the way this Taoist priest spoke was somewhat familiar.

But I only heard the old farmer whisper, the voice was so small that there was almost no timbre, only the sound of exhalation remained: "At the beginning, the mountain god entrusted us with a dream, and asked us to rebuild the temple, which was bigger than before, and then asked us to go to the incense regularly, and each time we had to bring one of the six animals, at first we were called to bring chickens, then we were asked to bring pigs and dogs, and then we were asked to bring horses and sheep, and then later, even the ploughing cattle were asked to be brought to him to worship, some time ago, the mountain god asked us to take the children to the ......."

"Child?"

"Boys and girls are fine, he doesn't pick the old man." The old farmer said in a low voice, "If not, you must prepare all six animals, all of which are indispensable." ”

"How did you choose it?"

"Alas......"

The old farmer sighed, and still whispered: "Although we are in a poor and remote country here, we are not ignorant of etiquette, not to mention that the government is still there, who dares to take a living person to offer to the mountain god?" Last year, the monks in a temple in Yangzhou burned the old monk to death, saying that he was Nirvana, and he was arrested by the government, even if we are poor, we have to make up six animals......

"It's not easy."

"Who's to say it isn't?" The old farmer was worried, "This peace god has a bigger appetite every time, who knows what he will ask for in the future?" ”

"That's just as well."

Song You paused as he spoke, then smiled again: "Thank you for the Yan rice given by my father-in-law, my father-in-law has picked all the eggplant fruits, so let's go down the mountain quickly." ”

"It's fine."

The old peasant sighed and shook his head, and without further ado, he only bent down to pick the eggplant, and after picking it, he carried it in his clothes, and went down the mountain.

When Song You turned around, the little girl behind him was huddled next to the stove in a tricolor dress, and the little one stared at him without blinking, and the heat in the small pot was rising.

"The porridge is ready."

"Thank you, Sanhua Niang."

"You're welcome!"

Song Youpan sat down and filled a bowl of porridge, which was lunch on the side of the road today.

There is dried fish in the porridge, and it also tastes.

After a while, there was a sudden blowing sound.

Song You took half a bowl of porridge in a bowl, looked along the official road, and saw a group of people playing gongs and drums at the turn in front of him, some people were carrying incense cases behind him, and some people were holding tributes.

The group of people seemed to be a little surprised when they saw the Taoist resting on the side of the road, and some people looked at a few swallow rice by the quilt bag and frowned, but their footsteps did not stop, and they did not say anything to him.

"I'll ask Sanhua Niangniang for a little favor."

Song You turned his head and whispered to the little girl.

"Huh? How can it help? The little girl blinked her eyes and looked at him, and also learned from him, and replied in a very small voice, but without waiting for Song You to answer, she preemptively said, "Okay." ”

"Self-subduing demons and destroying demons......"

Song You's voice lowered a little more.

"Demon slaying and demon extermination?"

The little girl followed him and bent her head, lowering her voice a little as well.

But his expression is very serious......

It's so cute.

(End of chapter)