Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 136 Swap bacon for scriptures
Taoism was founded by Zhang Daoling in the Han Dynasty and has continued for thousands of years.

The rare books of the sect have been passed down and supplemented by countless generations, and there are countless precious books accumulated today.

Although Nanhua Palace is far less famous than Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion and Wudang Mountain Fuzhen Temple.

It is also not as influential as the Taoist temple on Qingcheng Mountain.

However, Nanhua Palace is also a famous Southwest view that has been passed down for more than 200 years.

Therefore,
The iron bells, iron tiles, and iron auspicious beasts on the roof of the Nanhua Palace were all tempered into steel for kitchen knives.

But that's just the shape, something external to Nanhua Palace, and it didn't hurt the root of Nanhua Palace.

These things are just hardware in Taoist temples.

Fortunately, so far, no bad guys have come to destroy the documents and classics in the Taoist temple.

If a few more years pass, then there is no guarantee that something will happen.

Therefore, Luo Xuan has an idea: get rid of some Taoist classics as much as possible, and strive to preserve them properly.

I used to admire Taoist culture very much. If I can take this opportunity to get some orphans and manuscripts in Nanhua Palace.

Anyway, it can be regarded as a modest contribution to the continuation of our traditional culture.

——and it’s kind of effortless.

If it's too risky, or if the cost is too high, Luo Xuan doesn't intend to do that kind of thing beyond his ability.

It is worth doing to be wise and protect yourself first, and then follow the trend when you have spare power. This kind of risk-free good deed is worth doing
When the old Taoist Huayang heard about it, his face suddenly darkened!
"Duh! You ignorant boy! What are you doing with those old yellow papers?"

Huayang old Taoist scolded: "Those Taoist secret books are useless to you; but to my Nanhua Palace, they are treasures that pass on the essence of Taoism! How can you allow a young lunatic to get involved? ?”

"It's fine if you don't give it."

Luo Xuan waved his hands impatiently, and beckoned Du Juan to go into the kitchen, "Why did you provoke me with your old sayings?
You are a dull old man with a bad nose, and your nose is not working. Could it be that your old eyes have also become dizzy?It's true that rotten wood cannot be carved, and summer insects cannot speak of ice. "

With that said, Luo Xuan was about to drill into the kitchen.

Huayang's old man was still angry, and he stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Xuan, "cracking" was just a mess!
"How dare you hit someone?"

Seeing this, Du Juan was furious, and immediately tore off the pannier on his shoulders, and covered the old Taoist head!

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist Huayang looked skinny, but his skills were very vigorous.

I saw him slipping sideways, and avoided the disaster of being covered with a basket on his back!

"Clap clap-"

While dodging Du Juan's attack, Huayang old man slapped Luo Xuan's body like a rainstorm hitting plantains with both hands!
Luo Xuan was suddenly hit by this blow, and couldn't help but throw a Muay Thai punch at Hua Yang.

Elbow strikes, straight punches, abdominal beatings;

Hit the chest, dig out the eyes, tease the legs;

Luo Xuan has no taboo in his shots, he only attacks the opponent's fatal parts, and kicks are all places that Huayang's old man must save!

However, the disparity in strength between the two sides,

While dodging Luo Xuan's sneak attack, Huayang Taoist also dodged Du Juan's "chicken cover".

But under such unfavorable circumstances, the old Taoist Huayang only got a slap from Luo Xuan and a kick from Luo Xuan on his ass.
Of course, that slap doesn't count.

After all, to sneak attack and slap the old man, it's not good to say it.

"The sun is just right today, the breeze is not dry, why are you so irritable?"

The fierce battle outside was in full swing, and a voice suddenly came from inside the kitchen: "Master Huayang, you haven't finished your lunch yet, why are you so full that you started fighting with a junior?"

Huayang old Taoist heard the words and sneered, "If the poor Taoists don't take action to punish such rebellious people, even if they are brave, they won't be able to eat them."

After saying that, Hua Yang raised his hand and swept across, driving Luo Xuan and Du Juan back a foot away, then turned his head and entered the kitchen.

Du Juan leaned over to pick up a wooden stick, and wanted to rush in to find the old man to settle accounts, but Luo Xuan held him back, "Forget it, he will go to the old man's house without being beaten. If he blackmails you and me, we have to follow him." It’s too bad for him to send his pension to the end.”

previously,

When the old Huayang attacked him, Luo Xuan was really scared!
But after his slap slapped him, Luo Xuan felt something was wrong!

Don't look at his fists to the flesh, and the loud slaps.

But to say that the Huayang old man was beating him violently, Luo Xuan, the person involved, couldn't be more clear: he couldn't help but feel pain, and he even felt a little bit of comfort!
However, although Luo Xuan made it clear that the other party had no malicious intentions, he still had to resist.

I am not glutinous rice balls, let others knead
Whether you can beat it or not is another matter.

Attitude is still necessary.

Du Juan held a wooden stick in his hand and looked sideways at Luo Xuan.

What she meant was: Now that we have fallen out with this old man, should we go in and borrow his pot and stove to cook?

Luo Xuan pulled Du Juan, "Let's go, let's release all his condiments today! Let's put the salt in handfuls. If you don't want to eat it, I'll be happy if you want it!"

Bacon and sausage are already salty enough.

Luo Xuan is also planning to use up all the salt of Huayang's old way.

At this moment,

The voice in the kitchen came out again: "Meat is the most valuable nowadays, and the Taoist scriptures are easy to read. Put it in the cooking pot and cook it at the same time as the rice.

If you don’t eat delicious bacon and sausages, what are you going to do to harm others’ salt shaker? "

I only heard Ji Xuyuan laughing in the kitchen room: "As for the scriptures you mentioned just now, as long as my little friend didn't take them to the place where the five grains reincarnated and ruined them, or used them as fire starters, then I gave them to you, so what's the matter?"

The few lines Ji Xuyuan said were actually poems written by Du Fu in the bitter cold.

It's just that Ji Xuyuan, who is well versed in the past, changed a few of the words a little.

The meaning inside and outside the words of his words is quite suitable for the situation: the sausage in Luo Xuan's hand is only a short piece.

If it was steamed and eaten by the four people present, it would obviously only be stuffed between the teeth.

If it is a pot of stewed rice, cut the sausage into cubes. In this way, it will be a pot of fragrant and oily 'sausage claypot rice'.

As for the piece of bacon, if we add more peppers at that time, wouldn't it be enough to stir-fry a dish?
Bashu men generally have good cooking skills.

In the kitchen, apart from Ji Xuyuan, who never touched Yang Chunshui with his hands since he was a child, Hua Yang is an old man with a sense of demeanor, and his cooking skills are actually not low.

He can even fry a few pieces of dried tofu brought by Ji Xuyuan, which can taste like shredded pork.

Sausage Claypot Rice,
Stir-fried bacon with hot peppers, stir-fried mushrooms, and dried celery.

Huayang old man did not know where he found a piece of fresh tofu, and made another vegetable tofu soup.

Four people, with three dishes and one soup, eat heartily and comfortably.

Luo Xuan had already had lunch earlier.

But to be honest, this veteran Huayang's culinary skills are really superb, so Luo Xuan couldn't help stuffing himself two more bowls of rice.

After eating, each of them drank a small bowl of tofu soup and searched.

"Shu Tan!"

Ji Xuyuan rubbed his stomach, and said with a satisfied face: "It seems that when eating, you have to sit together with big guys. You compete for it. People who can eat simple tea and light meals are comfortable."

"Hiccup~"

Huayang old Taoist also smiled and said: "Our Nanhua Palace, I think back then, there were so many believers who came to eat vegetarian meals every day.

The entire dining hall was crowded with people, and there were no empty seats.

If you don't steam a top ten steamer rice one day, you can't handle so many pilgrims. "

Ji Xuyuan waved his hand, "You! It's really like what this little brother said, dead wood can't be carved!"

"What's the climate like now, what are you talking about 'old'? Any mention of the word 'old' is bad and will be despised by everyone."

Ji Xuyuan said: "Now is a new era and a new society, and everyone is pursuing a new life. Niubi, if you still miss the 'old' days before and bring up old things again, I guess there will always be One day, you will be buried mercilessly by the big guys along with everything from the past!"

This period is a watershed of an era.

In everyone's conceptual cognition, it is indeed as Ji Xuyuan said: as long as all people and things with the word "old" are considered backward and bad.

Right now, everyone is desperately chasing something completely new.

Not only that, even people and things with "smallness" are also despised by everyone and will be looked down upon by everyone.

For example, the aspirations you set must be big, and whatever you do must be big; the projects you do should also be big!

Steelmaking needs to be big, and the achievements need to be big.

You have to be big even to work.

Just now at the door of the kitchen, what Luo Xuan said meant what he said, but it was actually reminding Huayang that he couldn't see the direction clearly, and didn't have enough observation and insight into the development of the situation.

Luo Xuan was reminding him that he hadn't maintained a keen sense of smell for changes in the wind direction.

Huayang, who has never been interested in the secular world, is unaware of these problems.

But Ji Xuyuan, who has been rolling in the world of mortals for many years, knows what Luo Xuan said just now.

After dinner.

With a manuscript copy of "Tongxuan Scripture" in his arms, Luo Xuan left the gate of Nanhua Palace contentedly.

in the kitchen,
Ji Xuyuan asked the old Taoist Huayang in a low voice, "How did you touch the bones just now?"

Hua Yang smiled and said: "Well, it's not bad. This son's roots are very good, but it's a little too weak."

Ji Xuyuan murmured: "It's good to have a good body. As for the weakness, I will teach him a few sets of Baduanjin to strengthen his body, and a set of 'Chongxu inner breath exercises' to keep his body healthy. Just train him slowly."

Huayang Laodao and Ji Xuyuan were talking in the room.

At this time, Luo Xuan and Du Juan had already left the gate of the Taoist temple.

Du Juan asked Luo Xuan, "Let's borrow the pots and stoves in this Taoist temple and donate some rice noodles to others. It is also right. Why do you still take other people's books?"

Luo Xuan smiled, "I'm not taking it, I'm borrowing it. I'm borrowing it to have a look, so that their Taoist thoughts can spread and their Taoist theories can be passed on. This is also a good thing."

"Oh, Sister Du Juan, yesterday I asked someone to bring the kettle, soap, and shampoo for washing your hair to your house. Have you received all these things?"

"I received it. I still use it! If you don't believe me, you heard it?"

Du Juan replied with a smile, while leaning her head closer to Luo Xuan, "What kind of shampoo is this? It smells so good. Let me guess, it must be very expensive? Hey, you too, why buy such an expensive thing?"

Luo Xuan turned away, "Just receive it, I was worried that you left early and missed the person who brought my things."

Yesterday at the frog market, Luo Xuan gave Liu Fugui'er the bamboo bucket filled with spring water and the gifts that were given to Du Zhong's father and daughter.

As soon as that Liu Fugui finished his work in the market and had a quick meal, he headed towards the little Laojun's production team under the scorching sun.

Liu Fugui was also a veteran at any rate, and his physical fitness was quite strong.

He set off at noon, and when the sun just fell back into the nest, he rushed to the production team of Xiaolaojun.

When he gave all the things that Luo Xuan entrusted to him to Du Zhong's father and daughter, Du Zhong jumped anxiously on the spot, "What's the matter? What kind of behavior is this? If Luo Xuan wants to If you come to my house as a guest, then just come. It’s just a meal, why do you need such a heavy gift?"

Captain Bu, who came to visit, touched the kettle and smelled the soap.

Then he took out the two cans of fruit and held them in his hand to watch the strangeness of turning them over and over again.

Bu Yaoming sighed in admiration: "That's right! If Luo Xuan comes to the mountain next time, he won't be able to live in your house anymore. Well, as long as he comes here, he will be a guest of our entire production team. Your family can't Do you always eat alone?"

"You think beautiful!"

Du Zhong replied coldly: "First come, first served, do you understand? When Luo Xuan comes to our mountain, he still recognizes our old Du's family! This is a private walk, with the cadres in your production team. Ass relationship?"

Bu Yaoming and Du Zhong were bickering there.

But Du Juan picked up the bucket of shampoo, ran to the well, and immediately began to wash his hair.

Seeing this, Du Juan's mother hurried forward to help.

In the past, Rhododendron used soap locust or even firewood ash to wash its hair.

During this period, the women in the production team washed their hair. Sometimes when the hair on their heads was too greasy, they would grab a handful of firewood to wash their hair.

This is to use the alkali in the wood ash to remove the greasy hair.

Now Du Juan has suddenly used Bee Flower Shampoo, and immediately after washing her hair, her bruised hair becomes silky and silky.

The fragrance is tangy, making people feel happy when they smell it.

Du Juan, who was so happy from ear to ear, didn't care about cooking dinner immediately, cut some bacon and sausage from the stove, took out a dried chicken and dried hare, and wanted to deliver food to Luo Xuan in Hongxing Township go.

In the end, it was Eucommia and his wife who talked about it, and then they took a heart and flew away from this Dujuan long ago.

Du Zhong's family, together with Bu Yaoming from the production team and Liu Fugui who went into the mountains to catch fish, had dinner together.

Du Juan was so anxious that he carried a basket on his back, lit a torch, and rushed out of the mountain with Bu Yaoming overnight.

Tomorrow afternoon, there will be a meeting in the Hongxing Township Office.

And this meeting is related to the production brigade of Xiaolaojun.

So Bu Yaoming, who originally planned to go to Hongxing Township for a meeting with the brigade cadres, couldn't wait for the brigade cadres at this time.

That's why he and Du Juan walked together and went straight to Hongxing Township.

According to Du Juan's calculation: starting from the evening, until the early morning, I will definitely feel the hometown of Hongxing.

In this way, the bacon and sausages could be delivered to Luo Xuan before Luo Xuan went to the kitchen to steam the rice.

It also allowed Luo Xuan to have a good meal at the beginning of school, so as not to be laughed at by other students.

It's just that the mountain road is difficult to walk, and the night road is difficult to walk.

In the early hours of the morning, Bu Yaoming and Du Juan rushed to the house where they used to stay.

The dew was heavy in the morning.

This family was only a few miles away from Hongxing Township, so Bu Yaoming, who had relaxed his mind, couldn't stand the warm hospitality, so he couldn't help drinking two more glasses of morning wine.

It doesn't matter if he is drunk, but he delayed Du Juan's delivery of bacon to Luo Xuan a lot.

Therefore, when Du Juan finally delivered the things to the school, it was a bit late.

(End of this chapter)