Guobei County, Weijia

The perch that has been washed by the flowing water has been stripped of its head, tail, bones, and skin. Only two slices of sparkling fish meat the size of an adult's palm remained.

"Autumn equinox, you come to cut. Mr. Wei washed his hands, wiped the cutting board knives, and summoned Han Qiufen.

I found a small bowl, took some salt, cut some ginger foam, coriander foam, green onion foam, Mr. Wei took a little wasabi foam and put it in sesame oil, and finally added a little balsamic vinegar, stirred evenly, Mr. Wei put the small bowl in his hand.

"The cutting of the cicada's wings, the analysis of the micro, the tiredness is like a stack, the separation is like scattered snow, the light flies with the wind, and the blade does not turn to cut. Mr. Wei adjusted the dipping sauce, stood on the right side of Han Qiufen with a bowl, and squinted his eyes, "This is a poem written by Cao Zhi for Yu Zhi, you remember to cut it according to this standard." He muttered two sentences.

This fresh sea bass is a great ingredient for making brittle.

Han Qiufen cut very carefully and seriously according to the standard. After each of his slips, the falling fish fillets can see through the clear flesh and the cold light of the blade attached to the blade.

"And then?" Mr. Wei leaned against the stove, and he turned his head to look at Han Qiu's sliced fish as he continued the conversation just now.

The scholar took the empty plate and put it in the bamboo basket next to the stove. Standing on the left side of Han Qiu's equinox with his arms crossed, he twisted his head to look at it.

The two of them kept this posture and chatted with the movement of the knife cutting the fish.

"The rich man is quite well-guarded, but people are not as good as heaven. ”

Da-da-da

"What's wrong?"

Da-da-da

"A handful of his hair was cut off and placed at the head of the bed. As he spoke, the scholar drew with his pen, and his two fingers pinched in the air.

Three years ago, the day after the rich man had his hair cut off

At this time, there was silence in the back house hall of the Qian family, and the rich man was sitting on the Taishi chair, and his face was like a dried rag, and he couldn't unscrew it.

The butler who was standing by the Taishi's chair and serving the master was bowing his head at this time, his hands folded in front of him, and the whole person was motionless like a wood carving. After working in the Qian family for so many years, he has never seen his master have such an ugly face.

There was a table to the left of the rich man, and on the table was a small purse, and through the tightened purse, I could see a few playful strands of black hair leaking out.

This oppressive atmosphere lasted for a long time.

Half an hour later

The gloomy look on his face was about to drip water, and the rich man finally said word by word: "Give me a bounty, find me a few people who know martial arts!"

syllable

At the end of the words, the rich man slapped the table next to him violently, and the whole person stood up in an uproar, looking ahead with his eyes as vicious as a snake.

The butler didn't dare to say anything, made a deep bow, turned around and walked quickly.

Guobei County, Weijia

Mr. Wei saw that the fish had fallen down a lot, neatly stacked like cherry blossoms, he couldn't help but find a pair of clean chopsticks from the side, quickly blew on the chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of crystal fish fillet, quickly wrapped it in the dipping bowl in his hand, and immediately stuffed it into his mouth.

"People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of sea bass. Comfortably closed his eyes by this refreshing fish tart, Mr. Wei shook his head and said, not forgetting to give a thumbs up to Han Qiufen, who was busy.

Mr. Wei simply took the clay cup and the porcelain cup to the stove, poured the wine into the wine cup, poured the wine into the cup in turn, and handed a cup to the scholar.

"Fan Zhongyan is definitely a glutton, this fish is delicious to look at. Taking two steps forward, the scholar turned his head to Mr. Wei and praised, looking like he was hard to find a soulmate, and at the same time touched his hand to the fish, ready to use his hand again.

Crunch

The knife that was still cutting fish suddenly stopped, and ice crystals and frost began to appear on the handle of the knife where Han Qiufen was holding, and layers of white spots began to rise from his palm, spreading up the knife little by little, and soon enveloping the entire blade.

Seeing this scene, the scholar quickly withdrew his hand, smiled, took the chopsticks from Mr. Wei's hand, and picked up a piece of fish tart.

"When it freezes, the cut fish is sweet. After speaking, the scholar put the fish slices into the dipping sauce and rolled around, held the lower end with one hand, and sent the fish fillet to Han Qiufen's mouth, and said with a smile on his face.

"Are you going?" Seeing Han Qiufen open his mouth and eat the fish fillet, Mr. Wei took a sip of wine from the clay cup, smacked his lips and continued to ask.

This time, the scholar sandwiched a slice for himself, and there was no dipping sauce, and he stuffed it directly into his mouth, "I'm going, but I'm going to teach his stupid son to read, and being a guard is secondary." The scholar nodded as he ate.

"Speaking of which, what kind of person is this rich man's son?" Mr. Wei asked with his arms crossed, puzzled and curious.

Da Da ...

The scholar didn't answer immediately, and only the sound of Han Qiu's knife was left in the room.

After muttering for a while, the scholar pinched the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, and after exhaling the smell of wine, he opened his mouth faintly:

"The Great Dao Heavenly Palace is twelve

Homo sapiens are not there.

If nothing happens,

Foolishness and true joy. ”