Dali Temple Conspiracy Records

Chapter 41
"Mountain, mountain torrent?!" Among them, Murong Ke yelled the loudest.Still not giving up, he braved the rain and ran to the gate of the mountain temple to have a look.

Because the temple was built on a relatively gentle mountainside in the middle of the mountain, standing on the edge of the platform and looking down, you can see part of the mountain road.As Li Guan said, indeed, a large section of the mountain road has been covered by mudslides.Murong Ke recalled carefully that there was indeed a section of naturally formed spillway next to that section of the mountain road. Presumably, it had been rainy for several days, which had already soaked the soil soggy and loose. This torrential rain was the last straw, causing a mountain somewhere The tide collapsed, and the water flowed down with a large amount of sand and stones, trapping them here.According to this situation, even if the rain stops, it may not be possible to go down the mountain.

Murong Ke didn't know if they were unlucky, or they should be happy.Drenched all over, he returned to the temple, and said, "Huiming is right, it is indeed a mountain torrent. The road below is gone, and I will definitely not be able to walk tonight."

After finishing speaking, the four of them looked at each other, and finally the old woman turned into the courtyard with a straight face, her hands behind her back: "I haven't changed my clothes here!"

"Thank you mother-in-law!"

Looking at her back, the three of them looked carefully from head to toe, and then from foot to head, until Murong Ke sneezed first: "Go ahead and dry your clothes? It's so cold! Sneeze!"

Li Quan and Murong Ke still lived in the West Wing as usual, and borrowed a brazier to dry their clothes.As for Bai Sanxiu, the old woman saw that she was freezing poorly, so she kindly lent her clean clothes, but said that she didn't have any extra trousers, so she refused to lend her any.And when she rummaged through her clothes, she obviously deliberately blocked her view.

Fortunately, there were clothes to cover her, and the pants were not too wet. When it was almost dry, Bai Sanxiu went into the kitchen diligently, intending to make noodle soup for everyone to warm up.Because the old woman doesn't eat after noon, she made it for three people.

"Huh?" When she was adjusting the soup base, she suddenly noticed something strange about the stove.First, swarms of ants caught her attention. When she looked carefully, the ants were all attracted by the dark brown liquid overflowing from the side of the seasoning jar, and they licked there one after another.Wait, she remembered... Opening the jar, it turned out to be granulated sugar for seasoning.

Although granulated sugar has this name, it is actually not a fine-grained solid, but a viscous liquid like syrup.The sugarcane is first squeezed to get the juice, and then the sugarcane pulp is boiled until dark brown. After simple separation, the thick pulp obtained is the seasoning sugar commonly used by ordinary people.The icing sugar is solid like gravel, and the production process is more complicated. It is rare and expensive, and only wealthy people like Murong Ke can enjoy it.Qin said that the old woman is good at making sweet porridge, so it is not surprising that there is sugar in the kitchen.

However, the jar was obviously only half filled, so how could it overflow so much inexplicably?Bai Sanxiu was wondering, when suddenly he felt his head and face being hit lightly by something.When she looked up, she couldn't help exclaiming, "Wow!" When her eyes went blank, she was actually raised on the head by Japonica rice!In the confusion, she hurriedly found a whetstone and pressed down the wooden lid of the rice vat, stopping this inexplicable "riot".The kitchen was calm as usual, only the rice grains all over the floor proved that she wasn't dreaming just now.

No way……

She hastened to make noodle soup quickly, and rushed into the west wing with three bowls of soup, "Si Zhi! Si—huh?"

In a moment of anxiety, she forgot to knock on the door, rushed into the room and looked up, almost tripping herself.

(End of this chapter)