Chapter 66: Anyone with a secret hurts...

Putting the earthy yellow rhizomes into the bamboo basket, Tang Chen was faintly excited. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shaluo melon, "Duo Yi Lu" contains: Sanpin Lingguo, which is hidden for the sand rotten vine and is buried deep in the soil. The sand rot vine bears more rice grains like the size of the grain, bitter and inedible, only the ten-year-old sand rot vine or can bear hidden fruit, its big as a melon, called the sand lo gourd... The color of the sapphora melon is yellow-brown, the taste is the same as the truth, it is difficult to swallow, but if the stew is mixed with the fragrance of black herbs, the bitterness is removed, and the fragrance is strong, which is really a rare and excellent ingredient...

The reason why the sand melon is rare is that few people know that the sand rotten vine will bear hidden fruit, the second is that the prerequisites for the hidden fruit are relatively harsh, and the third point is that if the sand melon is not harvested in time after maturity, it will turn into juice in the ground and feed the sand rotto vine itself.

This piece of sand melon weighs five or six pounds, and it can be used repeatedly as a seasoning, which is very suitable for Tang Chen's appetite.

On the first day of the autumn fair, I was lucky to find rare ingredients that were not inferior to the shells of the green turtle, and the pride in the heart of a foodie can be imagined. Moreover, this piece of sand melon is easy to come by, just sharing a little information, so that the stall owner willingly gives up, and the sense of accomplishment is a little stronger.

In the bamboo basket, the kitten was already curled up and asleep, and there was a bunch of stuffed things around it, and it didn't bother to open its eyes.

Tang Chen touched the kitten's head, picked up the bamboo basket, and continued to move forward.

Maybe today's good luck has been exhausted, and in the following hour or so, he didn't come across any ingredients that could make Tang Chen's heart move, and he was not discouraged. Taobao is like this at the autumn fair, it is the norm not to find something satisfactory, if you can find good things all the time, what is Taobao called?

The silver clouds began to count down in the sky, and the market break time was approaching.

Tang Chen bought a large bag of black herbs at a stall and walked along the valley path up the mountain.

During the Autumn Fair, a large number of people will pour into the vicinity of the venue, which will far exceed the actual local reception capacity. Although the previous organizers will build a large number of temporary inns, in the face of actual demand, it is also a drop in the bucket. Anyone with a little experience knows that the most convenient and economical way to participate in the autumn fair is to find a random place to camp, which not only reduces the hustle and bustle and miasma, but also avoids expensive accommodation costs.

Tang Chen had participated in the Autumn Fair and had been mentally prepared for this situation.

Before coming to Qixia Mountain, this guy prepared a brand new tent in the Qiankun bag.

Although living in a tent is not as comfortable as sleeping in a cave after all, Tang Chen's cultivation is still shallow, and he can't follow those high-level monks, easily digging a hole with a flying sword or puppet, and being able to hide from the wind and rain in the tent is obviously a blessing.

In the middle of the valley, there are many places where you can camp. Some of the people who started earlier were already here, or they were assembling the tents by hand, and many more simply spread a piece of tarpaulin on the ground and lay on it comfortably looking at the sky. Near the mountain wall, several earthen pits have been dug out, and the walls of the pit show signs of smoke and fire, which appear to be temporary kitchens opened by street sleepers.

The terrain in the nearby good spots had been fully occupied, and the number of people who chose to camp in these places was too dense, Tang Chen sighed and continued to walk up the mountain with the bamboo basket on his back.

Approaching the top of the mountain, Tang Chen finally found a campsite he liked.

This is an isolated hill, from a distance, the surface of the mountain is occupied by trees, but when you walk in, you will find that there is a hole inside. There are more than a dozen old trees in the middle of the hill, the body of the tree is straight to the sky, and the canopy is as dense as an umbrella, and the area covered by the canopy of these old trees is difficult for other plants to obtain the necessary living space, but it is very suitable for setting up a temporary camp.

He wasn't the first to spot the camp, the holes and rattan in the clearing were the marks left by the tent, and the traces were very new.

However, after taking a closer look, Tang Chen still decided to set up camp here.

One tent doesn't take up much space, judging from the traces on the ground, there were originally two tents in this open space, and Tang Chen would not have any problem adding it. Tang Chen deliberately avoided the location of the previous two tents, and designated a corner that no one cared about as his own territory.

Putting down the basket and lifting the cloth on it, the kitten's head poked out.

After looking around and seeing that there were no strangers nearby that disturbed him, the little one lifted his spirits and hurriedly jumped out of the bamboo basket. While wandering around the neighborhood with graceful cat steps, he greedily breathed in the fresh mountain air, and barked at Tang Chen from time to time, as if protesting against his dissatisfaction with letting him stay in the basket for a long time.

Seeing that Tang Chen ignored it, the little guy climbed the nearest big tree.

It sat down on a horizontal branch, despised Tang Chen on the ground, and scratched off the bark with its claws whenever Tang Chen passed under it. When Tang Chen raised his head and glared at it, the kitten squatted innocently, squinting its eyes and pretending to be sleepy, as if it had never done anything, and the scene was gimpy.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Tang Chen took out the folded tent from the Qiankun bag.

"Starting tomorrow, I'm afraid my brother will have to go to the market with a tent on his back..."Tang Chen was a little distressed.

He had two Qiankun bags, which were more than enough to hold his belongings, however, if a Qi Refining Cultivator didn't know how to hide it, he might be able to evaporate from the world at some point. Tang Chen specially prepared a bamboo basket, just to cover up the fact that he had a Qiankun bag, he used a tent tonight, if he still traveled lightly tomorrow, it would be a fatal flaw in the eyes of those who cared about it, Tang Chen obviously didn't dare to be careless.

If you don't want to go on the road without carrying a tent, it's not impossible, and you don't have to.

The problem is that he is still counting on refining food and practicing basic sword moves at night, and the ingredients and seasonings are all in the Qiankun bag, and there is no tent to hide people's eyes and ears, but it is easier to expose the essence of the fat sheep. His current outgoing breath is only at the level of the fifth layer of qi refining, once he is found to have abundant oil and water, Tang Chen believes that even if there are not a hundred, there are eighty or ninety villains who have the intention of killing people and seizing treasures nearby...

"Nima, is there a person with a secret, it hurts so much..."

After thinking about it again and again, he decided to set up a tent and enjoy it.

Tang Chen has rich experience in wilderness survival, and he is familiar with setting up tents and vehicles.

However, it took more time to find firewood, and the autumn fair has lasted for more than ten days, and there are many campers, so there is naturally a lot of dry firewood consumed every day. Fortunately, Tang Chen had field tools such as rope hooks, and he was able to go to some places that were not easy for others to reach, and it took more than 20 stops to finally find enough firewood needed at night.

Back at the campsite, there was a young monk pitching his tent in the clearing.

Seeing Tang Chen come back, although the monk was a little surprised, he didn't say anything, he smiled and bowed his head, and Tang Chen also responded with a smile, which was regarded as a greeting. The young monk continued what he was doing, and Tang Chen piled the firewood aside, then returned to the tent to take out the ingredients and cooking utensils, and moved outside to prepare dinner.

To get the sapporo, you naturally have to taste it first!

Light the firewood, set up an iron pot, and add an appropriate amount of grease.

Waiting for the fat to melt for a short time, Tang Chen shredded a small amount of sand melon and put it into the pot with the black herb. After stir-frying for about a while, pour the pre-cut meat pieces into the pot, add some auxiliary ingredients one after another, mix well, and cover the pot.

After a while, a strong aroma came out of the pot, and soon the whole mountain bag was filled with a strange fragrance, which was very special and indescribable.

"What's that? it smells so good!" a voice came from behind him.

Tang Chen turned around.

"Is that you?"

The two said at the same time.