Da Song a knife

Chapter 150
As night fell, Zhang Sijiu's barbecue stall was also preparing to open.

Although Mrs. Xu said that Zhang Sijiu made these too fancy and didn't seem to be able to fill their stomachs, but seeing the enthusiasm of a group of children, she still helped them diligently.

The bamboo sticks were peeled by Zhang Sijiu himself, and the meat pieces were cut by Mrs. Xu.

After the cut mutton is marinated, it is worn on a big bamboo stick, and there is a pleasure of eating meat when you look at it.

In addition to the leg of lamb, Zhang Sijiu also bought a batch of small crucian carp, which was also killed and marinated, and then sandwiched with bamboo slices, which can be turned over and roasted at that time.

Then, there are some internal organs of chickens and ducks: what kind of liver, kidney, and the string that has not turned into eggs, and even the intestines are marinated and then cornel is added to become a spicy stewed platter.

There are not enough meat dishes, so there must be more variety of vegetarian dishes at this time: beans, eggplants, lotus root slices, dried tofu, leeks, soaked fungus...

As long as it can be roasted, Zhang Sijiu will roast it.

She even asked Yang Yuanding enthusiastically if he wanted to try roasted grasshoppers.

Yang Yuanding refused without hesitation.

But Xiaosong and Xiaobai were eager to try: Well, when they were free, they roasted and ate it themselves.I think the taste is not bad.

When Mrs. Zhou came, it was just when the last gleam of the evening glow had dissipated.

She also brought presents.

Besides the sherbet and rice wine, she brought a little pastry, a little melon, and finally a bolt of muslin.

The color of the cotton cloth is plain blue, which is very suitable for farmers.One can tell at a glance that this is specially selected by the Zhou family, and it is the most suitable gift for the Zhang family.

Mrs. Xu quickly declined, Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Xu pushed it several times with a smile, and finally managed to get Mrs. Xu to accept this "small gift".

Indeed, expensive is not expensive, and Xu can afford it now, but it can be regarded as a precious gift in ordinary walking.

When the sky completely darkened, Zhang Sijiu took charge of the barbecue. The grill was built with stones, and there was no iron net to use as a grill, so he cut two bamboos and put them side by side to serve as a grill. It doesn't take much to change one.

I have to say that as soon as the moonlight shines, the oil lamp is turned on, the barbecue fire is turned on, and the brazier is set up in the yard, the atmosphere will come out immediately.

Zhang Sijiu even thought that it would be nice for everyone to hold hands and dance a bonfire.

Of course, this is impossible, after all, the ancients were still very reserved and shy.

So she didn't mention it.

But Zhang Sijiu underestimated Yang Yuanding.

After drinking for three rounds, County Magistrate Yang also opened his heart. After leading a few clerks to drink, Yang Yuanding enthusiastically made a suggestion: "What's the point of just drinking? Such a good fire, such a beautiful scenery, Such a good atmosphere, why don't we have fun! Come on, how about a talent show?"

He also took the lead: "I will sing a poem for everyone first!"

Then he really groaned.

What was chanted was Li Bai's "Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadows will form three people".

Zhang Sijiu would have been fascinated by that heroic tone and unrestrained body movements, if he hadn't been younger: Well, how free and easy and heroic!It's a bit like a prodigal poet!

After he made such a head, everyone obviously put aside that bit of reserve.

Without further ado, Yang Yuanfeng performed a sword dance for everyone under the praise of Yang Yuanding-there was no sword, but he made a thin bamboo strip temporarily, which was quite imposing.

The point is, Yang Yuanding found two stones from nowhere, and they actually accompanied Yang Yuanfeng!Call that hit the stone and sing!

Maybe it's because the smoke from the barbecue is too big, which fascinates everyone's eyes and minds. Anyway, everyone applauds generously, and everyone is inspired by the poetic pride in their hearts, dancing, boxing, and poetry. Yes, at the end there is drumming to spread flowers!
Even Xu, Zhang Xiaoshan, Xiaosong and Xiaobai were pulled in together.

Anyway, Zhang Sijiu knocked on the stirrups to play the drum, and a rattan ball made out of random bamboo sticks was used as the flower, and then everyone had fun like this.

That night, Zhang Sijiu fully experienced the romance and passion of ancient people.

Do you think there is only one kind of dance?No, bold and elegant, everyone can come!

You can even dance and sing along the way!

What's more, there was a headhunter, and he performed a wrestling dance at that time!

Even Mrs. Zhou can have a soprano voice gracefully!

Looking at it, Zhang Sijiu had only one feeling in the end: the romantic cells and artistic cells of the Han people have obviously degenerated after hundreds of years.

Play, or the ancients would play.

Lower back, splits?Others will too!

County magistrate Yang performed a low waist!

Even Yang Yuanzhang, who is gentle and gentle, took the thin bamboo strips, played with a sword, and then jumped up and split in mid-air!
The difficulty is about the same as that of ballet!

This night, it is destined to be a group of dragons dancing wildly, dazzling.

I don't know if they will have torn ligaments and hoarse throats the next day.

Anyway, Zhang Sijiu felt that he had learned a lot.And it's a great insight.

As the instigator, Yang Yuanding didn't have any advantages at all, and finally hid beside Zhang Sijiu under the pretext of barbecue, and complained to her in a low voice: "I can't see it, I was thinking about getting them excited, but I didn't expect them to be better than us." Playing a lot."

Zhang Sijiu nodded approvingly: "What we play is what our ancestors played."

Poetry recitation?People will.And also with body movements.

Dance?People will also, or the multi-element style.

Sing?Not to mention, there are all kinds of styles.

Yang Yuanding was deeply moved: "This is the real volume."

Zhang Sijiu nodded vigorously: Think about what kind of parties, everyone has fun and starts to show off their talents... If you don't have something to show off, I'm afraid you will be compared to others and you can't hold your head up anymore.

Yang Yuanding suddenly asked curiously: "Then Si Jiu, do you have any talents? Have you learned any special skills?"

Zhang Sijiu thought about it for a while: "Special skills? I have a special skill in surgery, does it count? I don't feel tired after several operations all day long."

Yang Yuanding was choked up by this cold joke, for a long while he could only smile politely: "Isn't there anything normal?"

"Then only knife work is left." Zhang Sijiu said melancholy: "I'm tone deaf, I can't sing, my limbs are uncoordinated, and I can't dance. I didn't learn anything else after that, but when I was practicing, I liked to challenge difficult things. Knife skills, so that I can control my hand muscles better—”

Yang Yuanding patted Zhang Sijiu on the shoulder: "After that, you will be in charge of the barbecue at the party. Don't leave. I'm afraid they will be left alone."

After all, it's not appropriate to perform some kind of carving and arranging on the spot.

Zhang Sijiu was so choked that he had nothing to say, so he could only silently hand Yang Yuanding a bunch of burnt garlic.

　There is no other entertainment, the ancients said that they had to practice more.Is that called introversion?No, that's called boring.

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