mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 717 You can’t be greedy for pleasure
How could Sun Qingtang be the same generation as Yi Yu?

He didn't promise anything. Instead, he tortured Liu Tianyou to extract a confession, and Liu Tianyou did everything.

After listening, Sun Qingtang and Xinqin looked at each other.

Sun Qingtang asked uncertainly: "Is that man really Japanese and killing foreigners to sow discord?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xinqin glared at him: "This matter is very strange. I have asked Liu Tianyou to be taken back to Suiyuan City and put into a prison under good supervision. We will hunt down the murderer first and interrogate him in detail later. "

The bandit Liu Tianyou, whom officers and soldiers had failed to kill for many years, was finally brought to justice this afternoon after provoking Zhao Chuanxin.

Xinqin, on the other hand, divided his troops into three groups, heading south through the remaining mountains of Luliang Mountain and conducting strict inspections along the village roads; all the way to Miaogou Gate; and the last one went to Datong Camp at the foot of Daqing Mountain to go to BLZQ.

Which path did Zhao Chuanxin and Bayar Bor take?

They did not take any of the three roads. Under the leadership of Bayar Bor, they walked along the ravine. Both sides of the road were dry wheat fields.After crossing Quanziliang, we walked along the Erlong Shitai path for half an hour to Taiping Village, heading east.

Passing through a mountain, I saw rugged rocks, mountains, rivers, trees, and colorful flowers and plants.

Among the flowers, there was even a gurgling fountain.

Zhao Chuanxin put the horse downstream to drink water, and ran to the fountain to take a handful and taste it. The spring water was sweet and refreshing.

He asked, "Where is this?"

If this were to be left to future generations, it would be a perfect place for internet celebrities to check in.

Bayarbo thought for a moment and said, "It should be Sumu Mountain."

"Where are all the trees here?"

There are few trees on the surrounding hills, mostly white birches.

On the other hand, the mountains and plains are covered with green grass.

"During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang stationed troops here. He was worried that enemies were hiding in the forest, so he set fire to the forest. During the Kangxi period, Galdan's army in the western expedition was blocked, and a large number of trees were cut down, so now only grass can be seen, but no trees."

It is indeed a living map. You can speak a few words wherever you go.

After giving the horse a drink of water, the two continued on their way.

Stay down the mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin only felt that his eyes suddenly became brighter, because there was a lake in front of him.

This lake is so big that it is difficult to see the end at a glance. Outside the Great Wall, it is the most worthy of the name among all the lakes called "Haizi".

The lakeside grassland is lush and green, and the water banks are connected. The oval lake looks like lotus leaves showing its green color.

There were herds of cattle and sheep on the grassland, and the herdsmen on horseback leisurely waved straw sticks and looked at the two uninvited guests coming down from the mountain.

Zhao Chuanxin took a deep breath on the shore of the lake, and even the fatigue from the rush was relieved a lot.

Bayar Bor took the initiative to introduce it this time: "This is Daihai, it can be said to be the pearl beyond the Great Wall."

Daihai at this time was much larger than in later generations because the water level was high.

Afterwards, the water level gradually decreased, shrinking to an area not as large as Qinghai Lake.

Zhao Chuanxin began to take off his clothes, stripped naked and jumped into the lake. He plunged in with a sudden thrust, causing a huge splash, and then the figure disappeared.

Bayarbo waited for a long time, but no one was seen.

The herdsman rode over and said calmly: "Your companion must have drowned."

Most people on the grassland can't swim.

Maybe that’s why I think other people shouldn’t be able to swim either.

Bayar did not believe it at first, but as time passed by, he began to feel a little nervous.

The breeze is coming, and the water waves are not happy.

I blanch... this may really be drowning.

He started pacing on the shore, looking here and there, but he didn't dare to go into the water. He could only be anxious because he was also a landlubber.

The herdsman said: "Stop looking for him. He must have drowned. According to the Han people, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

He thought that the sea he was talking about when looking for a needle in a haystack was the lake in front of him.

At this time, I heard a voice say: "Wrong, the Han people say that a big needle fishes a big sea."

"..."

The two followed the sound and saw Zhao Chuanxin quietly surfaced from the water, holding a fat-headed fish more than one meter long in his hand.

The herdsmen and Bayarbo were stunned.

The fish had its gills clamped and was still struggling. It could be seen from the extent that its strength was very strong.

Obviously, it pales in comparison to Zhao Chuanxin's strength.

"What a big fish." The herdsman marveled.

Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "Under the water, I just saw a fish bigger than the door frame. We can't finish it, so we let it go."

I heard it was bigger than a door frame, which was a bit scary.

Bayar said: "I think that fish can eat people, so it's better not to disturb it."

"Haha." Zhao Chuanxin stabbed the big fish in the head with a knife, and waited until it stopped struggling before throwing it ashore: "Don't modify our status in nature without authorization. Even if it is a 20-meter-long fish, I will eat it. No It will be the other way around.”

His strength allowed him to overcome his phobia of the deep sea.

Why do people have phobia of the deep sea?Just a few reasons.

First, I am afraid of the dark.Second, fear of the unknown.Third, I am afraid of the sea itself and the giant things that may appear in the deep sea.

People worship giants, such as powerful ones, such as tall statues of gods, tall Mount Tai, tall trees, or if they are more down-to-earth, such as big muscles, or huge males...

But when it goes beyond recognition, people will feel fear.

For example, a fish that is as huge as tens of meters, a huge octopus, a huge...

Only when Zhao Chuanxian had a clear understanding of his position in the earth's food chain, his phobia of the deep sea disappeared.

What kind of giant fish, what kind of monster, now Zhao Chuanxin dares to make them line up, and he also wants to point their foreheads and ask: Who else is there?
The average water depth of Daihai is 3 to 5 meters, but Zhao Chuanxin just went for a dive and found that the deepest point can be 20 meters deep.

This is a saltwater lake, but it is not stagnant water. It is rich in aquatic life. I don’t know how these fish and shrimps survive in saltwater.

He took out his bath towel, scrubbed off the fish scales and mucus, and then went ashore after smelling that there was no fishy smell.

Then he smiled at the herdsman and said, "A needle can be fished out of a sea. This fish is big enough. Let's deal with the stuttering together tonight."

The herdsman said, "If you don't want to eat, I won't eat."

"A needle can be fished out of a sea, don't be a heretic, come here and it's like your own home."

"..."

Looking at the cattle and sheep that are still grazing, I think to myself, don’t I just feel like I’m at home?

Unable to resist Zhao Chuanxin's enthusiasm, he decided to stay and take a look.

Zhao Chuanxin scraped the scales, removed the internal organs, cut off the fish head, and chopped the fish meat into pieces.

The two of them saw him tinkering, and they made a big basin out of nowhere, and later took out a pot, a kitchen knife, and a cutting board.

Add flour, eggs, pepper, salt, sugar, chili powder, and some Shaodaozi wine, and start kneading the fish pieces.

Pour a wide amount of oil into the pot, and the oil temperature is [-]%. Zhao Chuanxin places the fish pieces wrapped in flour into the pot and deep-fries them.

There is also a bitter cold place outside the Great Wall, so the preparation of rich red sauce is perfect.

There used to be friends from Guangdong who always boasted that they were colder than people outside Guangdong. Haha, just looking at the diet structure, it is obviously impossible.

If the clear soup has too little water for a long time, the calories cannot keep up, and the fat is not thick enough, how can it withstand the cold?

There is no central heating. In the middle of winter, it may be cold in the south, but it is incomparable to tens of degrees below zero outside the customs and on the grasslands.

Fried fish comes out of the pot. The method is simple and crude but full of aroma.

how to say?

Perhaps for Zhen Lao Hai, who has never eaten fish, the fish meat is too fishy.

But after Zhao Chuanxin marinated it to remove the fishy smell, and fried it in a pan, the fishy smell was minimal.

Zhen Lao Hai says he won't eat, but his body is very honest.

When Bayar handed him a piece, he hesitated for a moment, then took it and stuffed it into his mouth.

Mainly, the smell of fat is addictive.

This is different from mutton fat and butter.

Fish out a piece, not a piece.

The two of them ate most of the fish, but they didn't know how big the belly would be.

Zhao Chuanxin was so smart. He started frying the fish from the tail, and what was left was the belly and the meat under the neck of the fish. It was rich in fat and tasted good. He fried it and ate it himself...

However, the two of them didn't know it yet, thinking that Zhao Chuanxin was kind-hearted.

For the fish head of the fat-headed fish, Zhao Chuanxin used limited ingredients to make a "chopped pepper fish head".

Perhaps because there are only dried chili peppers, Zhao Chuanxin always felt that this dish lacked soul after making it.

He asked the two of them to use their chopsticks, but this time they would eat nothing.

Zhao Chuanxin and Bayar Boutou ate heartily and were full of food.

After the meal, Zhen Lao Hai took out tea bricks from the luggage on the horse's back to make tea.

The three of them drank tea around the campfire.

Zhen Lao Hai sat on the ground and asked Zhao Chuanxin: "Do you farm?"

Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "No."

"Are you grazing?"

"No grazing."

Needless to say, I didn't have the nerve to ask Zhao Chuanxin how he could live idle.

On the grassland, except for the noble lord, everyone has to work to survive.

He sighed and said: "Grazing makes me happy, and you should herd too."

"No." Zhao Chuanxin shook his head: "You can't be greedy for pleasure, so I don't herd cattle or farm."

Bayar, who was listening next to him, said: "..."

(End of this chapter)