5 Hunger
Everyone was a little speechless at Tan Xiao's words, you still want to solve the peer scientifically...... Your family has a bit of an idea.
"You're a cow." Mu Fei smiled and shook his head, "Yes, let's eat something first, I'm tired." β
Mu Fei beckoned Tan Xiao to have breakfast together, and then she would send Tan Xiao back to rest for a while, and then study how to solve the problem for Professor Mo. There are so many people living here, so I asked the hotel to deliver it a few days ago, but now I have opened the fire myself.
At this point, the porridge and buns have been baked, and Tan Xiao obediently sat on the stool at the door and waited for her. Because the weather was cool in the morning, everyone set out their tables and chairs and ate breakfast outside.
Not to mention, I didn't feel like a night had passed before, but now that the tiredness has come up, I have a real feeling. Tan Xiao could also hear the archaeological team members who went down to the tomb together last night discussing last night's events.
"Good fellow, as soon as we went, we felt that something was wrong, and at the beginning I felt that there was a snake moving."
"Yes, I don't think so. Later, I stayed in the coffin room for a long time, and I didn't feel dangerous, no wonder there was a fantasy at that time, you took a shovel and cut off Ji Lao's safety rope at once. β
"I also stepped on a large piece of snake, I wondered what about this golden jade clothes......"
"Poof."
When Tan Xiao heard their dangerous experience, she realized that she and Mu Fei were lucky, but when she just went down, Mu Fei became a little impulsive and rushed inside, but then she also sobered up.
Later, because I happened to encounter the altar, the attacks of the male were also resolved one by one.
"What do you want to drink?"
Tan Xiao turned her head to see that it was a young lady with long curly hair holding a stack of xiaolongbao and a bowl of mung bean porridge and asking her, looking at the academic dress, she was probably also a member of the archaeological team, and he said politely: "Thank you, someone has already helped me get it." β
The long-haired lady exclaimed, "Who else, why do you send two people in one job?" β
Tan Xiao felt that it was not good, and asked tentatively, "Sister Mu?" β
Mu Fei just dismantled the head of the ball, his hair was slightly curled, and he changed the clothes that were rolling in the tomb and dusty, who knew that Tan Xiao turned his head and didn't recognize her, "It's me!" Although you've only known each other for a day, you've been born and died, and you can't even remember my face? β
"I didn't ......recognize it at once," Tan Xiao Khan said, his face blindness is not big, but it is not small, but it is a little embarrassing in interpersonal communication, and recognizing people depends more on dress.
Everyone wears the same school uniform in the school, but fortunately, the seating orders are relatively fixed, and he memorizes the seating list, anyway, he borrows all kinds of auxiliary memories, so that the students in the seats can call out. Fortunately, he is only face blind and has a good memory.
"You can really do it, face blind." Mu Fei let him choose what to eat, "Professor Mo is now in the central hospital, I will send you back later, and after you have rested, I will take Professor Mo out of the hospital." We've discussed, it's better to do it here, what do you think? β
"I ...... No comments. "What else can Tan Xiao think.
"You're so confused." Mu Fei said, "I don't think it's bothering the two masters, you can come and explain the technique to Professor Mo, right?" β
This is Chu Wu's spell, and it is very suitable to be solved by the spirit master, the Chu Wu inheritance.
"Yes, but I don't promise it will work." Tan Xiao is still a picture of after-sales service.
Mu Fei said funny: "What are you always doing so cautiously, and you also said in the tomb that there is no guarantee of after-sales." It's Gengshen Day soon, and it's a good thing to have a little self-preservation. β
"What Gengshen Day?" This is a bit of a blind spot involving Tan Xiao's knowledge, and he knows more about his family's business knowledge.
"On the Gengshen Day once in sixty years, that is, on the eighteenth day of this month, there will be an emperor flowing pulp in the moon on this night, containing countless times the aura of heaven and earth every day, and the plants and trees in the world will have the opportunity to become essence." Mu Fei said leisurely, "When that night passes, we don't know how much extra work we will have to do." β
ββAncient book cloud, Gengshen night moon, among which there is the emperor's slurry, its shape is like countless olives, ten thousand golden wires, coiled through the string, hanging down the world, the grass and trees are affected by its essence, that is, it can become a demon.
Tan Xiao listened to the date she talked about, and thought, the 18th, isn't that the latest "supermoon" observation day?
He nodded ignorantly, "Speaking of which, what's going on in your unit?" β
He was very curious before, he hadn't heard of this 404 office, and he didn't believe in evil at that time.
"It's just like your principal introduced, it's mainly responsible for coordinating and handling some religious affairs, including this." Mu Fei explained.
"We don't have as many people as all religions and sects, but we are linked with most religious units, so the full name of our 404 Office is actually 'Global Coordination and Linkage Office', which is said to be an office, and there are still many departments, including inspection teams, law enforcement teams, dispatch centers, etc."
Whenever such a thing happens, they will analyze and register it, and then send it to the law enforcement team or the mages of the various sects to deal with it.
"Don't look at my sister, I can also play, strictly speaking, I am really a civilian in the unit, you see I am also responsible for taking pictures and making accounts, and I have to write a report when I go back. It only takes you five minutes to punch the male, and it will take me three days to hold the material. β
Tan Xiao: "......"
After breakfast, Mu Fei drove Tan Xiao home, Tan Xiao's house is a self-built two-story antique building located in the old city, and there are still water droplets hanging in the corners of the eaves, reflecting the afterglow of the morning sun.
On the front, you can see the red anti-fraud and anti-superstition slogans on the wall, and there are many signs on both sides of the gate on the first floor, from "civilized family" to "folk culture tourism demonstration site", which is quite complete.
Mu Fei remembered what Tan Xiao said about receiving tourists, and smiled: "Your house often has tourists visiting?" β
It's no wonder that Tan Xiao did the Fa without any stage fright, and he didn't lose to some great mages, all of which were experienced.
"Well, it's not accepted recently, anyway, the peak season has passed. My mom has to concentrate on preparing for the new dance drama, and this is not to go out to collect style. Tan Xiao said, and an old woman passed by and greeted him.
"Xiaoxiao, who is this?"
"Mother-in-law." Tan Xiao knew that this was most likely her neighbor's mother-in-law, so she said hello and said directly, "I came to find my mother." β
"Oh," the mother-in-law said naturally, "Your mother hasn't come back yet, has she?" Why did you go out for so long this time, and you told her when the time came, the performance of our square dance team is still waiting for her to guide, what kind of snake dance. At the opening ceremony of our Nanchu Tourism Festival, we still have to perform. β
When the mother-in-law mentioned it, she looked very proud. They can participate in performances everywhere, and they can be regarded as elite soldiers in square dancing.
"It's a snake dance." Tan Xiao said, "Mother-in-law, she is still out of town, see if she can rush back." β
Mu Fei was numb when he heard this, and said in his heart that you really don't shy away from it at all, anyway, others also think that your practice is pure art, right, you even teach people to dance snakes everywhere, and the king of Chu will cry when he hears it......
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Tan Xiao and Mu Fei said goodbye temporarily, and in the evening, Mu Fei called again, she had already taken Professor Mo out of the hospital to pick up Tan Xiao.
Tan Xiao had already packed a large bag of things and put them in his schoolbag, Mu Fei got into the car directly when he arrived, and slipped away to the excavation site.
This time, Tan Xiao went in again, although he still had no documents, but he didn't need Ji Lao to call him specifically, and he probably said hello.
It was still the prefabricated house that he had stayed in before, but this time there was an old man lying stiffly on the marching bed, only to see that his description was withered, his eyes were dull, and there were two students he brought with him guarding the bed.
Professor Mo's family didn't know about the accident, and his two students took turns to take care of them in the hospital, so the two of them hadn't seen Tan Xiao, and they didn't know what happened last night, but they only knew that they seemed to have invited a local spiritual master.
Neither of them is from Chu Province, and they don't care about this aspect, so they have basically never heard of spirit masters, and they know that they are local folk wizards.
The senior brother glanced at each other and said to Mr. Xu, "This ...... The little brother looks too young, didn't he say before to find out if there was a heavenly master? β
In fact, what they questioned was not age, but more that compared with this spiritual master, the older mainstream religion seemed to be more secure, more like a regular army.
And Tan Xiao even wanted to nod after hearing it.
Mu Fei grabbed his pill head and said irritably: "I am the Heavenly Master, but this is the Southern Chu Realm, and the Spirit Master is Chu Wu." There is a saying in Nanchu, called 'The spiritual master lives his life, and the heavenly master dies'. β
In the past customs of Nanchu, there is indeed this sentence, of course, it may actually be just a market segmentation.
Professor Mo's disciple muttered, "I mean, is there anything else, you haven't solved it before......"
Mu Fei froze.
Before, they tossed around for a long time in the 404 office, and it was indeed useless, and Tan Xiao was introduced by them, and Professor Mo's disciples couldn't help but question it.
"Ahem." Ji Lao coughed, he also pinched a few pictures in his hand, and did not directly use his identity to let everyone stop arguing, but said, "Xiao Tan accompanied us to the tomb last night, these are a few cultural relics that we cleaned up during the day, which are very interesting, and they have also been unearthed in other Chu tombs." β
Tan Xiao glanced at it, "The phoenix bird hanging drum, well, this is a unique musical instrument of the Chu State." β
He also knocked on the bottom of the tomb, it's exciting to think about, this is a cultural relic.
Professor Mo's disciple shut up suddenly.
Ji Lao's words revealed two points, first, they didn't dare to go to the tomb before, but after Tan Xiao accompanied them to the tomb last night, the excavation has been resumed today, and the connotation is self-evident.
Second, Ji Lao casually gave examples of cultural relics, and Tan Xiao could tell the calendar, just for this point, they couldn't do it without turning over the information, this has to be convinced!
Mu Fei pushed Tan Xiao and told him to leave it alone, just get his own.
Tan Xiao was still standing there and wanted to wait for them to continue questioning, after all, he himself was not very sure, so he opened his schoolbag after being pushed down and took out incense, candles, paper money and other things from it.
Tan Xiao borrowed the burial goods of the King of Chu at the bottom of the tomb to make a whole living, but now to solve the spell for Professor Mo, he still has to cast a full set of spells in the Eight Classics process.
As soon as Mr. Xu smelled the fragrance, he praised: "Good maple!" β
He is an incense maniac, naturally he recognized this as the best choice of incense, made of the powder of the sweetgum tree, very resistant to burning, and the flame is blue, short but not bright, knowledgeable call this "yin fire".
He glanced at Tan Xiao with great admiration and asked, "So fine, did you rub it by yourself?" β
Tan Xiao: "Give the formula, the factory OEM." β
Mr. Xu: "......"
"There's another one," Tan Xiao said to himself, taking out a plastic bag from the bottom of the schoolbag, which actually contained a carp, and then continued to dig out, even dried bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, etc., he looked up and explained, "This is a sacrifice, our spiritual master is used to making it freshly, hot." β
It's really strange that nowadays everyone who doesn't use finished cold food.
Ji Lao muttered: "This sacrifice is also gradually evolving, from the earliest raw meat sacrifice, to the later cooking, the aroma is wafting, I believe that the gods also like hot food, or rather, people want to sacrifice their best things to the ghosts and gods." It seems that the customs of the spiritual master are very traditional. β
Tan Xiao said weakly: "Well, I didn't think about it so much, we used to use cold food, mainly because the sacrifices were given to the tourists after the performance, and the tourists gave their opinions." β
Everyone: "......"
Good guys, Chu Wu Tu Restaurant, right?
Tan Xiao wanted to take care of the sacrifices, and directly dragged the stove in the camp.
An important part of the sacrifice of the ancient people was to offer food to the gods, cook it, cook it, cook it and sacrifice it, and diet and sacrifice are inseparable.
And on the altar, carp is also common.
I saw Tan Xiao neatly deal with the carp, find the fishy line, cut it, and didn't use tweezers, his slender fingers went directly into it and twisted it with skill, and the white tendons were pulled out of the whole root and continued, and the movements were clean and smooth.
The fish is cut in half, the backbone is removed, and while it is marinated in rice wine and fine salt, the side dishes are processed, and the shiitake mushrooms, ham and dried bamboo shoots are chopped.
A few minutes of the fish is marinated, smeared with egg batter and then put in the pot, squeak, fried so that its body and tail are cocked, slowly showing an attractive pale yellow, obviously, the skin of the fish is becoming crispy at high temperatures, even the fish bones are also fried together, and the rich aroma is fluttering, just looking at this color, it is enough to imagine its charred outside and tender taste inside.
After the fish fillets are grilled like two pieces, they are poured red and white sauce on the left and right sides, with ham, shiitake mushrooms, and ginger on one side, and winter bamboo shoots and green onions on the other.
When the hot sauce is poured over the crispy fish, it makes a clattering sound.
Everyone swallowed in unison.
Professor Mo's disciple couldn't help but mutter, "We were a little ignorant just now!" β
The things prepared by Tan Xiao include yuan wine - that is, sacrificial wine, melons and fruits, pastries, and real dishes, after all, it is not a big sacrifice, only Tan Xiao alone can't carry out the kind of big sacrifice that is busy until dawn.
In addition to carp, he also made chicken soup with tofu, ham, dried fish and other ingredients to stew the whole chicken, the chicken soup is thick and white, the tofu is just right, the color is attractive golden, and extremely delicate.
As if he had strayed to the end of the food program, Tan Xiao packed the offerings into bamboo containers.
The Book of Poetry describes sacrifices, "The gods love food and drink, so that the king lives for the test", and the ancients believed that the gods also liked food.
When they have eaten the food they are satisfied with, they bless the sacrificers.
Tan Xiao pinched it with her hands and struck it on the edge of the bamboo plate, making a crisp sound like porcelain colliding.
This is called "craving".
In the quiet room, with the steaming heat in the plate, melodious in all directions, with bamboo and food calling the gods to come and enjoy.
The incense was bright and smokeless, but the heat rose like mist, like a sacrificial cigarette, and through the mist, Tan Xiao slowly unfolded a colorful sacrificial mask and wore it obliquely on the top of his head.
Ding, the sound of hunger is still echoing.
Suddenly, the atmosphere was solemn......
And delicious.