The door opened, and Tiangui saw Guo Xiang holding a sword, but this time he was not frightened. just muttered: If you don't have any kindness, you always use a sword to scare me when you get food.

Guo Xiang was a little embarrassed when he heard Tiangui's muttering, although Tiangui's words were a low complaint to himself, but it was obviously said at a volume that people could hear, that is, for Guo Xiang.

Guo Xiang put the sword back into the scabbard and sat down, and saw that Tiangui brought two bowls of noodles. The bowl is not big, covered with chopped green onions, and a large piece of braised pork is placed on top of the green onions, which looks like a full bowl.

Guo Xiang shrugged his nose, in fact, when Tiangui entered the door just now, Guo Xiang was about to stab his sword, but he smelled a burst of fragrance, so he didn't come out of the sword. Otherwise, maybe Tiangui will still be taken aback when he goes upstairs.

It's not a loss to be a rural child, there is no twisting the burden, Guo Xiang didn't say much, and said thank you to Tiangui. Pick up a bowl of noodles in front of you and start eating.

Tiangui rolled his eyes when he saw Guo Xiang eating noodles in a big way, and it seemed that he was very unhappy with Guo Xiang. Qin Qing'e on the side had no appetite because she was almost suffocated to death by Chang Ming just now. can see Guo Xiang's gobbling up the bold eating appearance, and unconsciously feel that there is a stir in the mouth, and he has an appetite, and he begins to eat noodles.

Guo Xiang's devouring speed frightened Li Wei, the second junior of the Kuiyuan Pavilion store, when he was in Lin'an. Qin Qing'e only ate two bites, and as soon as the third chopsticks were clamped on it, Guo Xiang on the side had already eaten up the noodles, and he picked up the bowl and poured it into his mouth.

With a full burp on his forehead, Guo Xiang squinted his eyes with a smile, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said delicious.

Qin Qing'e and Tiangui both had ghostly expressions on their faces, two of them, you look at me, I look at you, there was a slight horror in their eyes.

Tiangui blinked, as if to say where did you find this girl who was reincarnated by a starving ghost.

Qin Qing'e blinked, as if she was replying, although it was really me who brought it out of the "underworld". I didn't know if she was starving.

"Have you eaten enough?" Qin Qing'e asked Guo Xiang.

Guo Xiang looked at Qin Qing'e's bowl, Qin Qing'e was stunned and pushed the bowl forward, and said, "Why don't you eat my bowl too?"

Guo Xiang first nodded, and then immediately shook his head. "No, I'm full. ”

"Really full?" Qin Qing'e confirmed, she felt that if she didn't feed Guo Xiang, she felt that the other party would be able to eat herself.

Guo Xiang nodded and said, "I'm really full, you can eat quickly and make up for some physical strength." ”

Tiangui closed his jaw, which was a little dislocated, and brought it on the plate, intending to use it as a snack for supper. Playing a drum in my heart, I will finish eating when I take a snack? Tiangui began to wonder if he had been frozen by someone just now, otherwise this time was wrong.

Tiangui was thinking about it, and just picked up a piece of twist flower and was about to stuff it into his mouth, when he felt an invisible force surging towards him. As soon as he looked up, he saw Guo Xiang with his head down, staring at him.

No, Tiangui thought, this is not staring at me. He picked up the small twist flower in his hand and quickly stretched out his hand to the left. Sure enough, Guo Xiang's head turned to the right, staring at the small twist flower.

Tiangui swallowed his saliva, he looked at Guo Xiang's squinting expression, and felt as if it was probably like this before the tiger pounced. Quickly retract the hand, stretch it up again, then to the right, and then down again...... Wherever the twist goes, Guo Xiang's head will turn.

Tiangui shook the small twist flower in his hand, with a show-off expression, as if asking Guo Xiang if you want to eat it again?

Guo Xiang looked at the little twist flower, saliva flowed down unconsciously, and nodded.

Tiangui Thief laughed, and immediately threw the twist flower into his mouth, and bit it up Ken Ci Ken times, and did not forget to make a pretentious expression of enjoyment.

Guo Xiang's eyes widened, and then his face pulled down, snorted lightly, and turned his head not to look at Tiangui.

Tiangui smiled in his heart, held his chin with his hand, and grabbed the plate in front of him.

"Well, strange, how do you touch it?" only then did he look down and see what little twist he was holding in his hand, and he was grasping a slender white hand. As soon as I looked up, I saw Guo Xiang smiling at him.

Guo Xiang withdrew his hand and rubbed it, with an embarrassed expression. whispered, "I see that you probably won't be able to finish eating, so I want to help you share the burden." ”

"Huh?" Tiangui had a helpless expression on his face, thinking that if I can't finish eating, I won't be able to eat you anymore. seemed to think so, but he still took out a small cardboard box in the dish and handed the plate with the small twist flower to Guo Xiang.

When Guo Xiang saw it, he immediately smiled brightly. As soon as he took the plate, he threw the little twist flower into his mouth. In an instant, the five small twist flowers in the dish had disappeared, all in Guo Xiang's mouth.

Seeing Guo Xiang chewing with two cheeks, Tiangui said with disgust: "You, you are worthy of eating this twist flower of Chen Jiaji." ”

Chen Jiaji's glutinous rice rock candy sesame small twist flower is a famous snack in Ba County. Chen Jiaji only sells small twist flowers, and he has lined up outside the store every day, so you can imagine how delicious this twist flower is.

"Bite it once, it's delicious...... Kenci Kenci, it's really delicious......" Guo Xiang said while eating, and a lot of scum fell out of his mouth. Tiangui shook his head again and again.

"As far as you eat this cow drink, if you give you this peach slice cake from Ruilan Zhai, it will really be a waste of food, a ruin of heavenly things, and a pure waste. Tiangui said as he opened the small carton he had just taken out of the plate, opening the paper layer by layer.

Guo Xiang was satisfied with food in her mouth, where could she hear Tiangui's dislike for her. But Qin Qing'e, who was eating noodles, raised her head when she heard Tiangui's words.

"Ruilan Zhai's peach slice cake?" As soon as he asked, Tiangui over there happened to completely unfold the wrapped paper. In an instant, a sweet smell filled the room. Qin Qing'e only smelled it, and said: "This taste, Ruilan Zhai's peach slice cake is undoubted." I didn't expect that after so many years, this fragrance has not changed at all. ”

Guo Xiang grunted, eliminated all the little twists, and said, "What pastry is so delicious?"

Tiangui saw Guo Xiang looking at his peach slice cake, and hurriedly picked up the small carton, with a look of vigilance, and said: "Don't look at it, it's a waste to eat it for you." ”

"Hey?" Guo Xiang said with a disappointed expression, "Why is it a waste." He turned his head and asked Qin Qing'e, "Have you eaten this pastry before?"

Qin Qing'e nodded, as if she remembered something, and said with a knowing smile: "After I ate it once when I was a child, I pestered my parents to buy it for me almost every day. Later, when I was hungry, I wanted to eat this pastry, and every time my husband went out and passed by, he would definitely bring some back. ”

Guo Xiang saw Qin Qing'e's original smiling face, and said that the back turned into sorrow. knows that the husband that Qin Qing'e said is naturally her ex-ex-husband, Qi Changfeng. Looking at Qin Qing'e's expression, she couldn't bear it, Guo Xiang hurriedly interrupted: "Is it really that delicious? ”

"Nonsense! Will Ruilanzhai's peach slice cake be delicious? You can ask casually here in Sichuan, if you have eaten it, I dare to say that no one will say that it is not delicious. Tiangui interjected.

"But I haven't eaten it before, so how do I know if it's really delicious. You give me ......"

Tiangui directly slapped Guo Xiang's outstretched little hand, and said in disgust: "Dream, Ruilan Zhai's peach cake is delicious, you don't need to prove it, Du Fu has written poems to praise this peach cake, can it be fake?"

Guo Xiang grimaced, rubbed his beaten little hand, and looked disbelieving, "Is it so exaggerated? Du Fu wrote poems for him, can you read them to me?"

Tiangui was also angry, and directly opened his mouth to recite a poem.

In the twilight of spring, it is worth my years of illness. I can't worship when I'm sick, and my tears are like springs.

Guo Xiang thought about it after listening to it, this poem has nothing to do with peach cake. Thanks to Old Man Du, when he told the story under the tree at the entrance of the village, Guo Xiang followed the mountain peak. Although Old Man Du mainly told the stories of the rivers and lakes at that time, he would still teach the mountain peaks to read and write. Of course, the mountain peak was not interested at all, he didn't learn anything, and he couldn't write his own name.

But Guo Xiang has learned everything, and even when Old Man Du saw that Guo Xiang was smart, he still instilled in her a lot of poetry works. Otherwise, as a rural child, Guo Xiang at this time may not even understand this poem.

Before Guo Xiang could open her mouth to question, Qin Qing'e listened to this poem, but she had a reminiscent expression on her face.

"Do you think this poem has nothing to do with peach cake?"

Guo Xiang nodded.

"When I heard this when I was a child, I felt as strange as you, but it wasn't until my mother told the whole story that I understood. ”

"Is there a story here?" Guo Xiang was a little stunned at this time, thinking that I actually just wanted to taste a piece and enjoy it, so these two people talked about this pastry more and more mysteriously, and pulled it out Du Fu didn't say it, it seemed that even the legend and story were going to come out.

"Of course there is a story, Du Fu has been in our Sichuan and Shu for a long time, how can there be no story. When Tiangui said this, there was a natural pride on his face. It's like the kind of person who has a celebrity in his hometown, although he can't fight him, but he still feels proud and boastful.

My home is dozens of miles outside Lin'an City, at the feet of the Son of Heaven. Isn't the emperor more than you as a poet?" Guo Xiang somehow became that kind of person.

"Have you seen the Emperor then?" asked Tiangui.

"No, there is no ......" Guo Xiang was deflated.

"Then do you want to listen?" Tiangui said, handing over the small cardboard box to Guo Xiang. "If you're done, I'll probably give you a slice. ”

After smelling the fragrance more clearly, Guo Xiang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll listen." Looking at Qin Qing'e and Tiangui, the pride on their faces when they talked about Du Fu. She didn't think she wanted to hear it now, it was just that these two people wanted to talk about it.

It's like a sparsely written novel, and the author just stuffs a bunch of rumors and stories that have nothing to do with the main story line. It sounds good to enrich the world view and fresh the background of the times, but readers may be more stupid and don't want to read it, and they are suspected of injecting water to make up the number of words.

So does Guo Xiang really want to hear it? I even said that I was actually looking forward to it. It's just that I pretend to be impatient, and I see that you want to talk about me so that I have to listen. This was done so that I could ask for a few more slices of pastry after listening to the story.

It's still for a long time to eat...... Of course, the story is an additive, Guo Xiang and Shanfeng said that she wants to travel all over the country to see more, why don't you want to hear this kind of story.

In this way, Qin Qing'e and Tiangui told Guo Xiang the story of Du Fu and the peach cake.

Let's talk about the poem that has nothing to do with the peach cake, and the four sentences just now are the last four games in the poem "Cuckoo". These four sentences, according to what Tiangui said, mean that Du Fu was sick at that time.

What kind of disease did Du Fu have? said that Du Fu's body was weak and his stomach was not accepted.

It is precisely like this, Du Fu has a servant by his side, named Du Zhong, who is really distressed when he sees his master suffering from illness. He has hired many famous doctors and found many home remedies, but it just doesn't work. On this day, he was depressed, so he walked to the fields near his lodging to take a walk. Inadvertently, I saw an old man outside a farmhouse, sitting on a big bluestone, holding a boxy thing in his hand, tearing it off piece by piece, tearing it off and putting it in his mouth, eating it with relish.

Du Zhong took a few steps forward, and saw that although the old man was full of white hair, his face was ruddy and his body was very tough. Du Zhong's heart moved, and he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed and asked, "Old man, what are you eating?"

The old man smiled kindly and said, "This is a cake made of glutinous rice, please try it if you want to eat it." As he spoke, the old man broke off a piece. Hand it to Du Zhong. Du Zhong took a look at it, only to find that this piece of thing was as white as snow, tightly pressed together layer by layer. He put a slice in his mouth, and it was sweet and fragrant, and it melted like sugar. He suddenly thought of something, and quickly put the cake into his sleeve, respectfully thanked the old man, turned and walked home quickly, and delivered the cake to the master.

Du Fu's stomach was rumbling at this time, and after taking the cake, he tore off a piece and put it in his mouth as Du Zhong introduced, and it tasted luscious, and it melted as soon as he put it in his mouth. Soon, Du Fu ate all this piece of cake, not only did he not feel any discomfort in his stomach, but he had a great appetite and was very comfortable. He asked Du Zhong in surprise: "What is this and where did you buy it?"

"Master, it was given by an old man. I heard him say that it is made of glutinous rice. ”

"Oh, then, go and invite this old man, and I will see him. ”

After a short while, Du Zhong led the old man here. Du Fu hurriedly got up and thanked him. After the two of them are seated. Du Fu asked with a pleasant face: "Dare to ask the old man, did you make the things you gave him just now?"

"It's the old man who did it. Because of my old age, I couldn't chew the rice and my appetite was not very good, so I had to think of making this thing to eat. ”

"How is this done?"

"It's actually easy. The old man made a gesture while talking and introduced the production process in detail.

"Wonderful! Du Fu admired sincerely, stretched out his thumb and boasted, "Ask the old man again, does this cake have a name?"

"Hey, what a name does a thing in the mountains have? Oh, if you're knowledgeable, just pick one up!"

"Yes, yes, I can't eat your cake for nothing. Du Fu thought for a while, and then said: "I think it's called 'cloud cake' - one is to conform to the nature of this thing, and the other is to record the local place name." ”

"Gao! Gao! is worthy of today's poets, and even pays attention to the name. ”

"Old man, can you stay with me for a while and help me make some cloud cakes? I can't eat anything else because of my stomach problems, so I feel very useful after eating this cloud cake. ”

The old man readily agreed, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." As long as you can afford me, sir, you should serve yourself. ”

So, the old man spent more than ten days of hard work to make forty cloud cakes for Du Fu. After the kind-hearted old man went home, he thought that it was not enough to just eat cloud cakes, so he specially asked someone to bring Du Fu some millet and let him boil porridge and drink.

In this way, Du Fu drank two bowls of millet porridge and ate a cloud cake every day, and his stomach problems were gradually cured and his body recovered his health. The spirit is good, and the poetry is prosperous. Du Fu lived in Yunyang for a year and left more than 60 poems.