Datang Coroner

Chapter 1272 Recalling Childhood
Just do it, Fu Shi rolled up his sleeves and started making mud.

Generally speaking, the mud and the mud are actually similar to the noodles.

Anyway, to control the proportion of water.

Pay attention to the hardness and humidity of the mud.

Otherwise, it cannot stick to the bone.

After kneading the mud, Fu Shiyi started kneading the mud.

While pinching, she greeted everyone enthusiastically: "Would you like to try it too? It's a good time to recall your childhood."

Everyone's expressions suddenly became strange.

Li Changbo coughed slightly: "Not necessarily everyone played with mud when they were young."

Fu Shiyi seriously corrected him: "A childhood is incomplete without playing with mud."

Even if the children in the city have never played with real clay, they have played with plasticine.

This sense of accomplishment of kneading the soft mud into various shapes is the practice of original imagination and creativity.

Fu Shiyi emphasized it again: "It's really fun!"

Even if she said that, everyone shook their heads and refused.

Zhou Zhou even reminded: "You should hurry up and get down to business, we are still waiting for you to solve the case."

Fu Shiyi shrugged regretfully, and then devoted himself to his work wholeheartedly.

In fact, to do such things as skull restoration, one must have a good understanding of human body structure.

In particular, the thickness and size of each muscle, as well as the thickness of fat and skin must be clearly understood.

Fu picked out the muscles one by one, and then pasted them to the corresponding positions.

After the muscle is pasted, there is the fat layer.

Yesterday, before cooking the human head, Fu Shiyi had a general understanding of the thickness of the fat, the width of the nose, and the width and thickness of the lips.

So at this moment, it is considered easy to pinch.

After pinching the facial features, Fu Shi used thin bamboo slices to trim the bumpy yellow mud surface.

Until the surface of the yellow mud is smooth.

Finally, Fu Shiyi lightly drew the approximate shape of the eyebrows.

At this time, except for the lack of color, it is basically the same as a real person.

Of course, due to the craftsmanship, it still looks somewhat different from a real person, and it is even more impossible to achieve the aesthetic feeling of sculpture.

But if it is only used for identification, it is more than enough.

This process took a whole morning.

After it was done thoroughly, everyone felt as if they had witnessed a miracle: a bone gradually plumped up, and slowly turned into flesh and blood.

Although there is only a layer of yellow mud attached, it still looks no longer scary.

Fu Shi took a look at Liu Yuansong: "The yellow mud is still very soft now, so don't let people touch it, especially if you hit it hard. You can't expose it to the sun either. Sprinkle some water on it from time to time to keep it dry. Moist."

Hearing this, Liu Yuansong suddenly reacted from the shock, and nodded quickly: "Put this head in a tray. Then let Mrs. Lin identify it. If it is Lin Xing, there is no need to do other things."

"But if it's not Lin Xing, let someone send him to the gate of the city, and let everyone who enters and leaves the city carefully identify him. See if he can recognize his true identity."

Fu Shi nodded and reminded Liu Yuansong: "Although this is reconstructed from the skull, the degree of similarity cannot be too high. It can only be said to be roughly similar. If someone looks familiar, let him think carefully about who it is. .”

After saying this, Fu Shiyi went to wash her hands and played with the mud all morning, and her fingers were full of yellow mud.

After washing for about 5 minutes, Fu Shiyi finally washed his hands clean.

Li Changbo has been waiting by the side.

Then it's a pleasure to watch.

Zhou Zhou was also waiting beside him.Although he has been up for a day and a night plus a morning, he is not sleepy at all.

Especially the way the two eyes were staring at Fu Shiyi, as if they were staring at a big chicken leg.

Fu Shiyi was terrified by his gaze, so after washing his hands, he quickly found an excuse, dragged Li Changbo and slipped away.

As for the question Zhou Zhou wanted to ask, Fu Shiyi also perfunctorily explained that we will talk about it tomorrow.

After working all morning, Fu Shiyi was a little hungry.

So when there was no news, he hurriedly took Li Changbo out to eat again.

There was nothing good to eat near the county government office, so Fu Shiyi took Li Changbo to eat a bowl of chicken noodle soup in the end.

The quality of the wheat in Shu Real Estate is not very good, so the pasta and the like are not well developed.

People in Shudi prefer rice products to pasta.

Such as rice noodles, rice cakes, glutinous rice cakes.

This snow-white, slender, long and round rice noodles has a delicate and elastic feeling when eaten.

Rice noodles have no special aroma and taste, so no matter what flavor they are combined with, they will match very well.

The most popular one right now is rice noodles in chicken soup.

Chicken noodle soup.The most important thing is the chicken soup.

For local chickens, choose the kind that are very fat, choose a few, and cook them in a large pot.

Boil it into a broth and it's ready to use.

Whenever guests come in, the shopkeeper will grab a handful of fresh rice noodles made in the morning and put them in the bamboo fence, and then put them in the chicken soup pot to cook for a few breaths.

Because the rice noodles are actually cooked, all you need to do is heat them up.

When the rice noodles are hot, lift them up immediately.

There were gaps between the bamboo claw fences, and the chicken soup quickly leaked out, leaving only the white, steaming rice noodles inside.

Quickly pour the rice noodles into a large porcelain bowl, and then pour a few spoonfuls of boiling chicken soup with a spoon.

Grab a handful of fresh chopped green onion and celery and sprinkle it on. In an instant, a bowl of fragrant chicken soup and rice noodles is freshly baked.

The milky white ones are rice noodles, the golden ones are the oil floating on the soup, and the green ones are chopped green onions and celery.

There were also dozens of stewed rotten peas and a few pieces of chicken in the bowl.

At first glance, it is a visual impact.

Take another deep breath, and you will be drunk in the fragrant chicken soup.

Salt and cornel sauce are on the table, you can add it yourself if you want to eat.

The salt here is Zigong well salt, which is white and clean, and has a pure taste.

Fu Shiyi and Li Changbo bought a bowl each.

Sit at a small table and start eating.

Perhaps Chang'an has long been used to this model, and Li Changbo is now particularly adapted to it.

He could even make a comment: "The taste of Shiweiguan is richer than this one, but this one is also delicious, very light and simple."

Fu Shiyi ate the familiar taste, and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "My craftsmanship is not as good as theirs. After all, they have been doing it for decades. They have been here since the first time I followed Aye to the yamen when I was a child. They're still here now."

At this time, the shopkeeper also smiled and handed over a plate of kimchi: "Miss Fu hasn't come for a while. I didn't expect to bring a handsome man with me when I come again. Next time, I might have to import more."

　Next update, eleven o'clock~
　　
　
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