mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 318 That's right, it's Ma Na

The high priest still didn't respond: "Praise you, my friend."

"Grass!" Zhao Chuanxin was speechless, really stingy: "Let's eat."

The roasted hairy pig is only marinated with sea salt and has no other condiments.

The hairy skin on the outside is definitely crispy, but the meat on the inside is tender.

Zhao Chuanxin tore a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it. The bland meat made him feel a little hard to swallow.

The high priest thought he was thirsty, so he ordered coconut bowls to be brought.

"This is Bilken, friends from afar, you can try it."

Zhao Chuanxin took a look inside and found that this drink called "Bilken" is mainly made of white coconut juice, as well as diced fruits and nuts such as pineapple, macadamia nuts, rambutans, and mangoes.

He took a sip, and there should be sugar in it. The sour taste relieved the sweetness, and it tasted good.

He directly handed the bowl to Miao Cuihua.

Miao Cuihua didn't dislike it either, she just took the bowl and drank it, her eyes lit up after drinking it: "I've never drank this before."

The means of transportation in this era are limited, and the flavor of tropical fruits is not something that people outside the customs can taste.

"If it tastes good, drink more, it doesn't matter."

No matter what, Zhao Chuanxin couldn't swallow this pork.

Looking at Miao Cuihua again, the two saw similar thoughts from each other's expressions.

This made Miao Cuihua sigh with emotion: "I think back then, I took Ming Xin to escape famine in western Liaoning. Don't talk about pork, even rough-faced steamed buns that were as hard as rocks were delicious after being soaked in water. If there was such a big fat man Pig, then we can wake up from our dreams with laughter. Now, we can’t eat it.”

Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously: "Everyone loves leisure and hates work. It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant and it's hard to go from extravagant to frugal. Let's not go against our nature and watch me get you some food."

Hedonism, Zhao Chuanxin is good at it.

Saying that, he greeted Ganfan: "Let's go, let's go play in the sea."

Ganfan's eyes lit up.

When the high priest heard that he was going to sea, he asked him, "Do you need a boat?"

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "No need."

Diamond Head Mountain is like a sick crouching dragon, dividing the sea and the sky.Under the sun, whether it is golden or dark ocher, it is as clear and flawless as that piece of peridot.

Zhao Chuanxin quietly dived into the sea, but walked on the water while cooking.

A group of Kanakas were stunned.

The high priest saw another manifestation of Ma Na.

I saw Zhao Chuanxin's head suddenly appearing more than ten meters away, and he was floating on the water with dry rice and light skills, walking on the sea like walking on flat ground, and he was relentlessly chasing him.

One person and one dog, they ran far, far away in a short time.

The high priest's dark and dry old hand wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This friend from afar is not Kuku God of War, he should be Kula, the god of fishermen!"

Even though Zhao Chuanxin was not around, Kishi still dutifully translated the words to Li Shutong and the others.

Liu Yuanshan asked stupidly: "Mr. Li, is Brother Charcoal Burner really the god of fishermen? Why does he swim so fast? How can Ganfan run on the sea?"

Li Shutong shook his head: "Of course not. As for the specific reason? I think it should be a spell."

Zhao Chuanxin, the God of Fishermen, came back not long after.

Ganfan was the vanguard, running wildly on the sea, and went to Kiki Beach first.

Then there was Zhao Chuanxin, who emerged from the shallows and emerged from the sea, holding a bamboo fish basket in his hand.

He fished out an eel from the fish basket, took out the elf carving knife, raised the knife with his hand and dropped it, opened the eel's belly, and cleaned up the internal organs.

After handling all the eels and washing them with sea water, he came back with the eels.

"What are you all doing in a daze? High Priest, let's make people angry, I want to show you a hand!"

The high priest said, "You are the god of fishermen, aren't you?"

Zhao Chuanxin said indifferently: "I am not a god, I am the dusk of the gods, and the gods will lower their eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye when they see me!"

The high priest wanted to reprimand him so that he would not be so delirium.

However, he didn't dare to speak, he was a bit evil...

When someone brought a bunch of pandanus leaves and kukui trunks, Zhao Chuanxin put on clay trowel gloves and said in a mysterious way: "the sky has nine stars, the earth has nine food, there are three evil spirits at the time, and the golden god at the age. Hurry like a law!"

These days, who is not a high priest?
The sand on Kiki Beach, guided by some magical power, swirled and gathered, solidified, and finally turned into a rock stove.

The high priest exclaimed: "Canaro, Ma Na, the God of the Earth!"

Zhao Chuanxin didn't know why, so he chuckled: "It's a shame."

Kukui tree is very oily and burns very vigorously when it is ignited.

All kinds of vegetation, with some fruit-like aroma after burning.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised.

It would be a pity not to have a barbecue.

Spread a row of iron plates on the stove, put eel pieces on each iron plate, fry the fish skin in hot oil, pour mirin, soy sauce, sugar, and a little salt stolen from the Japanese store in Jemulpo to taste, Cook until the sauce thickens.

With a shovel in one hand and chopsticks in the other, Zhao Chuanxin quickly turned the eel over until it was fully cooked.

The seasoning flashed in his hand, and everyone who watched was stunned.

This kind of cooking method is something the high priest and the others have never seen before.

The halazi who watched one by one went straight out.

Zhao Chuanxin took a plate, and quickly shoveled out a fish for Miao Cuihua: "Sister Hua, try it, the meat is very tender, and it is guaranteed to be enjoyable. It's a pity that it is not marinated, it may not be very tasty, dip it in the soup eat."

There are many people who don't eat other seafood, but they can't forget the eel, and there are reasons for this.

Miao Cuihua is also welcome. The sweet and salty eel is really tender and delicious.

Zhao Chuanxin gave everyone a little bit, not much, but everyone could try something new.

The eel was mainly caught for Miao Cuihua, Zhao Chuanxin didn't eat much of it himself, after all, there were more monks than meat.

The iron plates were almost polished to a mirror surface by their tongues, and these people still had more to say.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched out his hand: "Bring pork, it should be fat and thin."

This time Ning An took the initiative to run over to cut the flesh.

The pork has already been roasted, and the method of burying it in the sand can lock the moisture.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a large iron plate, poured oil on it, and put pork slices on it, the fat melted and the oil sizzled.

Cumin grains, crushed peanuts, sesame seeds, soy sauce, salt, sugar, pepper powder, cinnamon powder, ginger powder, star anise powder, clove powder...

Sprinkle some paprika at the end.

The pork that has already been roasted is slightly oiled on the grill pan, and some seasonings are applied, and the small taste is diffused.

The High Priest, Kirch and the others are considered assholes today, and their eyes have been opened!
Zhao Chuanxin gave them either porcelain bowls or coconut bowls, and each of them put a piece of meat in it.

"How about a taste?"

These Hawaiian natives can never be called Laotie, but just a group of local old hats who guard the treasures of heaven and earth and waste everything.

Roasted pork, rolled with seasoning and then reheated, is a bit too dry for Zhao Chuanxin, but it is a rare feast for their five internal organs temple.

There were smacking and swallowing sounds all around, and no one spoke.

The high priest's teeth are not complete, and the meat is inevitably a bit old after two processes, and the chewiness is too much for him.

He swallowed it with difficulty, and muttered: "You even used mochi for cooking. I was blessed by the God of Maui today, so I can eat such delicious food..."

Stubbornly, he thought that except for the energy of Ma Na, no other ingredients and condiments could be so delicious.

Zhao Chuanxin admitted without blushing: "Yes, this is Ma Na, what you said is not wrong!"

Xin said that in addition to numbness, it would be more perfect if some onions were added for flavor, so that the meat would not be so dry.

As long as the pork is enough, he will eat it too.

Not to mention, this meat is dry, but it has a unique style.

Otherwise, how could there be such dry foods as beef jerky and spicy rabbit?

Bowls of mashed cassava and yam were served as staples.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't dislike it either, so he cooked three big bowls with roast pork.

When he was about to eat the fourth bowl, Miao Cuihua stopped him: "Eat too much cassava, it is not easy to digest, and it is easy to bloat, so don't eat it."

Li Shutong was also fed up, watching sourly from the side.

He said to Ning An: "To get such a confidant through the salary, there will be no regrets in life."

"Uh, Sister Hua should be taking care of my husband's daily life, not his confidant."

Ning An voluntarily led Zhao Chuanxin's horse and kicked him, and vaguely regarded himself as a follower. Of course, he knew the relationship between Zhao Chuanxin and Miao Cuihua.

Uncle Li was taken aback.

He didn't expect this, he thought there was a relationship between Zhao Chuanxin and Miao Cuihua...

During this period of getting along, everyone is familiar with each other. Liu Yuanshan said narrowly, "Mr. Li, do you think Sister Hua is beautiful?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Shutong blushed suddenly: "However, he is handsome and handsome, with hairpins and stars trailing the moon, bright wrists and moths, full of affection. In my country, in terms of beauty and charm, there is no one better. It's just that I don't know why she has remained unknown until now."

In this day and age, people don't have much entertainment after dinner, and gossip is a great pleasure.

Although the information is poor, as long as she is really beautiful, she will be famous, and these reputations will become stronger over time, much longer than the fragmented information of later generations.

Liu Yuanshan glanced at Miao Cuihua, then at Zhao Chuanxin, and analyzed: "I guess, Sister Hua is so outstanding not only because of her beauty, but also because of her hair accessories, her clothes, and her behavior, just like the New Deal. Like the new learning, it is the beauty in line with the charm of the new era."

Uncle Li was stunned, and after careful consideration, it was exactly as Liu Yuanshan said.

He made up his mind, if Miao Cuihua wore a Qing Dynasty woman's toga with large sleeves, it would completely cover up her shocking figure;

Only in this way, wearing novel and well-fitting clothes, keeping a trendy and suitable hairstyle, not smearing the face pale, but the Miao Cuihua, which is carved out of hibiscus naturally with clear water, is the most beautiful and charming.

Li Shutong clapped his hands—as expected.

Zhao Chuanxin looked over in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Li Shutong said in a panic, "Oh, it's nothing."

At this time, the high priest said: "Friends from afar, just as the flames are still there, please join our Kashiko dance. We will dance until dark, open the door of spiritual energy, and quell future wars..."

Zhao Chuanxin felt that there was enough time, so he said: "I just finished eating, so I can't dance, and my stomach sags easily. You dance, and I'll just watch."

A group of Kanakas got excited and lined up on Kiki Beach to start the show.

Jixi stayed here because he wanted to be an interpreter for Zhao Chuanxin, but his face showed longing, wishing to participate.

He said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Kara, the god of dancing, will give us strength. We dance with the scenes of war. When God sees it, it will calm down the real war in the future."

Miao Cuihua looked at it with great interest, and felt that if this exotic dance could be changed to be more charming, maybe she could learn it by herself, and if she danced for Zhao Chuanxin in a skirt, would he...

Zhao Chuanxin also stared at those women specifically, not because they were good-looking, but because he felt that the "bird handkerchief" they were wearing was like wearing a flowered quilt that would fall off at any time.

This is very itchy, Zhao Chuanxin is not taking his eyes off, just waiting for the skirt to fall off...

(End of this chapter)