48 Hours a Day

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“Oh, is this Nara tea?”

Zhang Heng picked up the rice bowl in front of him and sniffed it under his nose. The rice cooked by Xiaoqian had a wonderful fragrance, mixed with the fragrance of tea and grains, and mixed with a hint of salt and wine.

In addition, Nara tea is not only rice, but also rice, millet, dried chestnut, glutinous rice, red beans and fried soybeans, cooked in a stock soup and served in a bowl, plus pickles and tofu soup, originally The food of the monks at Todaiji Temple and Kofukuji Temple in Nara, but then unexpectedly became popular.

“How about a quick taste?” Xiaoqian lowered the wooden spoon and urged.

“That’s why you’re welcome.” Zhang Heng finished picking up the chopsticks, picking up a pickled carrot stick, and eating the hot steamed rice just out of the pot.

“How is it?” Xiaoqian asked, kneeling down, leaning over her body nervously.

Zhang Heng didn’t answer immediately, but closed his eyes and felt the taste between his lips and teeth. After a while, he opened his eyes again. “Well, it’s unexpectedly delicious. Didn’t expect Xiaoshan Xiao, your craft is so good.”

“Where, I just learned from father.” Xiaoshan Qian said, sitting back again, Zhang Heng’s reaction seemed to make her relaxed.

“Can Ling Zun still cook?” Zhang Heng asked.

“Yeah, my father said that cooking is like daodao, which is a kind of cultivation. It takes patience to finally see the heart.” Xiaoshan said.

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It’s been 5 days since Yamada and the others came to the door to provoke.

After the warrior of Changzhou Fan retreated, Zhang Heng had proposed to join Dao Field, but Xiaoqian didn’t agree immediately, but asked Zhang Heng to think carefully for a few more days.

In the opinion of Xiaoshan Qian, apprenticeship is a big event in life, and you ca n’t make a hasty decision, and Zhang Heng ’s Blade Technique is so powerful, even if the father is still alive, he is not his opponent. Xiaoshan does not know what else he can teach Zhang Heng’s.

She invited Zhang Heng to come over today, just to thank the latter for her help.

In addition to Nara Chafan, she also prepares grilled bonito. Fresh bonito and skin are grilled and blanched, then immersed in vinegar water and sliced. Dipped in mustard puree miso, it is delicious and popular in Kyoto.

Matsuo Basho (yes, yes, the famous haikuist in Riheli), the Muroki corner of his discipline once left a sentence, “Wisteria flowers are on the plate with fingers and waiting for the first bonito day” to express that the thief wants to eat The bonito mood, and there is also the ultimate foodie who yells out the slogan “I would rather pawn my wife to eat bonito”. The price of bonito can even soar to the equivalent of gold every year when the bonito is first listed. .

At this moment, it is finally possible for the people, but for this meal Xiao Qian also spent a lot of money, plus the subsidies for the children ’s meals, the rent that Xiao Qian Qian just received may not be able to cover for a long time. .

In fact, the best way is to close Dao Field. She can live in Kyoto on the rent, or marry a woman, a husband, but she never seems to have considered these possibilities.

2 People were knocking on the door of Dao Field while they were eating.

Xiaoqian extinguished the fire and said to Zhang Heng, “I’ll open the door, and then you eat.”

As she trot to the front door, she opened it, and there was a couple who looked very strange outside.

“What’s the matter with the 2 people?” Xiaoshan asked.

The master hadn’t spoken yet, his wife had knelt down and shouted a benefactor in his mouth.

“Eh?” Xiaoshan Qian was a little confused about the situation.

Fortunately, the male host explained at this time, “We are parents of the 1000 generations. You saved two little children at the market a few days ago, and one of them is our daughter.”

“Oh, that thing, don’t worry about it, just put your hands on it.” Xiaoqian has some sorry. She also saw the 1000 generations hiding behind her parents. The latter was holding a box and seemed a little shy.

The host took the box in her hand and tucked it in Shan Xiaoqian’s hand. “I know that life-saving grace is not worth repaying, but I hope you can accept this thin gift.”

Xiaoqian opened the box and saw a rib inside.

“Jiazu is a famous blacksmith in Ise, but I am ashamed. In my generation, I can only play some farm tools. Fortunately, there is a family-owned short blade to stay. I hope you can use it.” .

“It’s too precious. Since it’s an ancestor, it’s better to leave it in your hands.” Xiaoshan Qian quit.

“No, we are not samurai. Even if we leave it at home, we just let it dust. It is better to give it to those who need it. If it is you, I believe that it will be used properly.” Seeing Xiao Qian refused, the host was also anxious. Then, pulling his daughter and kneeling on the ground like his wife.

Zhang Heng heard the noise outside the door and thought that the people of Changzhou Fan had come again, so he put down the tableware and walked out of Dao Field, but he saw the scene in front of him.

The younger generation 1000 seemed a little surprised to see him, didn’t expect he actually lived with Xiaoshan Qian, a pair of eyes moved curiously on the body of Xiaoshan Qian and Zhang Heng, probably in the heart guessing the relationship between 2 people .

In the end, Xiaoshan Qian still couldn’t but the couple of blacksmiths, and they could only accept the cost. So the family of 3 left 1000 with 10000 thanks.

Xiaoqian stood at the door of Dao Field with the short blade, and seemed to be reminded of some memories and bowed her head in contemplation.

Zhang Heng did n’t bother her either, and she raised her head until half a day later, “Sorry, I remembered what Father said before, but Xiao Ming ’s heart was on the ground, because everyone had something in his heart. What I want to protect is a sword weapon, but as long as it is used, it can save people. This is probably why he opened Dao Field. Today, I understand his sentence more deeply. “

“Can I see it?” Zhang Heng reached out and took the rib from Xiaoqian’s hand.

It is slightly lighter than ordinary short blades. Although it has been some years since it was built, it is well maintained. The blade is still sharp, using the jade technique, first smelting iron sand into iron in the furnace, and then smashing it with iron Broken, melted into iron bars, and constantly beaten to form, it can indeed be called a good knife.

“If you like it, take it.” Xiaoshan Xiao said, she had long noticed that Zhang Heng had only an old knife and no ribs.

Of course, the rib difference is not too common compared to Tai knife and knife. In most cases, it is used for emergency after the samurai loses the knife or knife, or used for armor piercing and fighting in a small place.