Chapter 367: Wudang Guansong
The eldest sister's laba porridge is so delicious that everyone is full of praise. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Jiang Liu ate two bowls before putting down the dishes and chopsticks. After Tang Ge had eaten a big meal, he could have stopped eating for a week. However, according to the custom of Laba, I still ate a small bowl, who knows that after eating a bowl, I still want to eat, and I want to add another bowl after adding a bowl.
"Do you want to add another bowl?" said the eldest sister asked when she lifted the lid and asked with a lot of laba porridge left in the casserole.
"Laba porridge is very good, but two bowls are already too much. Three bowls is too much. Jiang Liu smiled and put down the dishes and chopsticks and wiped his mouth. If Luzhu is here, he will dislike him again, and I don't know how they are doing in Ankang.
"What a fragrant Laba porridge!" the carriage stopped, and an old voice reached Jiang Liu's ears.
Jiang Liu felt very strange, how could Yo You stop without Jiang Liu's order. So he opened the curtain of the carriage and jumped out of the carriage.
The carriage stopped, and there was an old man standing in front of Yo You, and the old man's hand was on Yo Yo's horn, no wonder Yo Yo stopped. Jiang Liu has never seen anyone who can hold Yoyo's horn with his bare hands.
"Hurry up, young man, and get your cattle to stop, I can't stand it with an old bone. "An old Taoist priest, wearing a crumpled and broken Taoist robe, holding a bamboo cane in his hand, has not many teeth in his mouth, and his mouth leaks when he speaks.
"Dare to ask the old man if he has instructions?" Jiang Liu arched.
"I don't have a good mouth, and I don't have anything to eat when I'm in a hurry. Smelling your scent, I can't help but come and beg for something to eat. The old man asked people for something to eat, and he took it for granted, which made Jiang Liu smile bitterly.
Jiang Liu was about to speak, when the curtain of the carriage opened. The eldest sister walked down with a bowl of steaming laba porridge. The old man was not polite and took it. He didn't speak, but he ate with his head down. He didn't care how hot the laba porridge was just out of the pot, he just ate a bowl of three bites and two bites, and he didn't even want chopsticks.
"The little lady has good craftsmanship, a good bowl of porridge. The old man finished eating with a shy face, ate one bowl and added another, and ate three bowls in a row before stopping.
"Young man, I also heard what you just said, two bowls are just right, and three bowls are a bit much. But I just ate three bowls. Now I want to eat another bowl. Do you think I'm doing this?" said the old man as he put down the bowl and turned to the river.
"I just felt it, and of course my husband's is reasonable. Three bowls and four bowls are good, so just eat them. Jiang Liu said sincerely.
"Good, good, good. The old man said three good words in a row, and the folds on his face were huddled together. "This porridge is cooked by the little lady, you are just generous to others, I have to ask the little lady in person. ”
"My husband wants to eat it, I'll go and serve another bowl. The eldest sister took the bowl and was about to climb into the carriage.
The old man didn't speak, just sighed, shook his head again, and said, "It's good to be young, but it's a pity." My old man has bad teeth and can't eat anymore. Otherwise, you won't have a share. ”
When the eldest sister came out with a bowl full of laba porridge, Lao Dao refused to accept it. He shook his head, "I'm old, and it's a waste to eat so much." Why don't you eat it for me? ”
Jiang Liu took the laba porridge in the eldest sister's hand.
"Eat it, I'm old, I can't eat this bowl of porridge, you can eat it for me." The bamboo cane in the old man's hand was lightly clicked, and the bowl in Jiang Liu's hand involuntarily came to his mouth, and a bowl of laba porridge went into his stomach. Jiang Liu only felt that a hot liquid full of medicinal fragrance in his mouth rushed directly into his stomach.
"Uncle, what are you giving me to eat?" Jiang Liu was shocked, and as soon as the hot liquid liquid entered his stomach, it turned into a hot stream and rushed straight to the dantian.
"Young man, this is the laba porridge that your little lady cooked for you, but you let me come and ask me what you are eating, what is the reason. The old man laughed.
The eldest sister's face flushed with shame, "The old man laughed, the slave is not his wife, the slave is an ominous person." ”
"Little lady, that's wrong. Look at the bowl of porridge you cooked, you know that you are attentive, since you are willing to cook a bowl of porridge for him so carefully, what is it if it is not his lady?"
Jiang Liu handed the empty bowl in his hand to the eldest sister, and then pulled her behind him. "You go up to the carriage and wait for me. ”
"No, I'll take it, I'm here with you. The eldest sister looked nervous, and the bamboo cane in the old man's arm made a snorting sound in the air.
"It's okay, it's better to stay and watch the battle, so that our duel can be witnessed. The old man's expression became solemn.
Jiang Liu patted the eldest sister's hand lightly and turned away. He pulled out the cold iron knife at his waist: "Please!"
"Wudang, Guansong. The old man's robe suddenly bulged, and the full inner breath smoothed out the crumpled folds.
"The world's dart game, the river. The moon-white robe on Jiang Liu's body was windless, and the inner breath of the six pins wrapped around him. In Jiang Liu's body, the internal breath like mercury was rolling and moving, and the Laba porridge that I had just eaten in my stomach turned into a hot internal breath flowing in Jiang Liu's body.
Bang bang bang. It's like bamboo shoots are growing in spring. The azure inner breath is getting stronger and stronger. The blue breath condensed into a huge lotus flower. The lotus flower emits bursts of floral fragrance, which is intoxicating.
"Well done, young man. What an enviable talent. The old man muttered to himself. "I can't take advantage of you. I am the upper stage of the sixth grade, and you must also be the upper stage of the sixth grade. So that the duel between the two of us will be fair. ”
"What did you just give me to eat?" Jiang Liu frowned, and the internal breath in his body rolled, pushing this internal breath to continue to grow.
"Nothing, just a little scrap from the kitchen in the Tang Pavilion. The petals of a seven-colored flower. It's just right to put it in Laba porridge. I don't have a chance to break through to the seventh grade. It's useless to eat it. You're different, after you eat it, you can get to the upper part of the sixth grade. So it's the same for both of us. In the future, no one said that I was old and bullied the small. Don't you say?" said the old man alone. "For people like me, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, but you can't lose face. If I win, you'll be disgraced. It's so nice, young man. ”
There was silence on the official road, and an old man stood quietly waiting for the river, waiting for him to absorb the medicinal power of the seven-colored flower on the other side, and the two would have a duel.