Starting from the Western Han Dynasty

Chapter 92 The comfortable life in Yucun

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero!"

Li Huan squatted in the adobe house, looking at the rain falling continuously outside the linen half-hung door curtain. Behind him, there was a medium-sized fire.

A spring rain directly isolated everyone in this small mountain village.

This small mountain village has also become a temporary place where more than [-] people are stationed.

Below the mountain village is the endless flow of the Yangtze River.

Liu Yun enjoyed this kind of life very much. Li Huan tried his best to cook delicious food every day. The constant rain outside the adobe house also made Liu Yun feel an unprecedented sense of comfort and tranquility.

"Brother Li, what are we going to eat tonight?" Liu Yun approached the fire with a smile, and Liu Yan'er also looked at Li Huan expectantly.

Li Huanhua said: "In this weather, besides hot pot, there is still hot pot... It's just that there is a lack of food ingredients in this mountain village..." Before he could finish his words, he saw the chief of the pavilion and two strong men, each carrying a piece of food. The fish has lost its gills, but is still jumping and twisting its body, struggling to escape.

At a rough look, it's so much, at least fifty or sixty pounds?

"How about we have pickled fish hot pot?" Li Huanhua stood up with a smile and found some mountain mushrooms from a simple stove in the adobe house. There was an earthenware pickled vegetable jar here.

The history of sauerkraut can be traced back to the Zhou Dynasty. Even people in the Han Dynasty were very good at making sauerkraut.

"It must be delicious!" Liu Yun already has a blind respect for Li Huan's craftsmanship.

Li Huan hummed a ditty: "After eating pickled vegetables and rolled tofu, Lord Anyang is not as good as me!"

For a time, the entire adobe house was filled with laughter like silver bells.

"Do you think Marquis Anyang will hear what we are saying?" Liu Yun looked at Li Huan who was busy beside the simple stove with amusement.

"Who can say for sure?" Li Huan grabbed a piece of big white tofu, "When we first entered the village, we told the village pavilion chief how to make tofu. It was a very wise choice..."

Outside the door, Li Gan walked over with three fresh fish, put them in the barrel without saying a word, and turned around to leave.

In the team that entered Shu, Li Huan originally asked Li Gan to pretend to be himself, but it turned out that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked Zhang Qian to pretend to be himself, so that at least it looked like the same thing...

Therefore, until now, Li Huan thought that he had a clever plan to calm the world.

"Bang bang bang!" The three fresh fish suddenly jumped up in the waterless wooden barrel.

Liu Yun grabbed the gourd gourd, scooped up water and poured it in. The water that she had expected to be slapped by the fish's tail splashed all over her face.

"This fish is so fierce!" Liu Yun felt aggrieved and squatted by the fire to warm herself up.

Li Huan grinned: "When you eat it with big mouthfuls, you can say fish, fish, I'm going to eat you to take revenge!"

Liu Yun laughed like a silver bell again, and even Liu Yan'er couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

Soon, a fragrant pot of pickled fish hotpot appeared in front of several people.

All the way into Sichuan, I didn’t bring anything else with me, except for the iron pot, and the team carried several of them...

There is no way, people who are used to stir-fried vegetables really can't tolerate the cooking habits of the Han Dynasty people.They like to cook their food into a paste and then devour it.

Or it could be a very wood-fired barbecue, or it could be fried directly in the pan...

These methods are not inedible, but they are not as good as stir-frying, which can release the original aroma of the food, rub the taste buds crazyly, produce thick saliva, and create a soul that cannot let go of food...

The rich aroma, accompanied by the mellow taste of pickled cabbage, instantly conquered Liu Yun and Liu Yan'er. Everyone ate carefully, with fish bones spitting out one after another from their mouths.

Li Huan finally felt that watching beauties eating was a kind of enjoyment. "Ahem..." Outside the door, Li Gan coughed: "Li Er, come over and have a drink with us. We need to discuss some things together."

Upon hearing this, Li Huan put down his bowl and chopsticks leisurely and said coolly: "No need to wait for me, you two can eat by yourself!"

Liu Yun and Liu Yan'er glanced at the mountain-like fish bones piled up in front of Li Huan, and subconsciously believed his mouth...

"Master, something bad happened. There was a landslide in the village below, and the pavilion chief begged us to come out and rescue people."

"What?" Li Huan instantly lost all intention of joking, "Can't you notify the government office in the city?"

"The road was destroyed by the flood, and the pavilion chief couldn't find the people outside. The fish he sent..." Li Gan winked: "This guy doesn't know our true identity yet. He only thinks that we are from the county." Officials."

Li Huan took a look at the fish hanging all over the hall. Except for the ones that had been cooked, the rest had been processed and hung up.

The director of the pavilion stood submissively under the eaves, looked at Li Huan's eyes, and immediately nodded and bowed.

"There are twenty guards in total, leaving three behind. All the others will go to disaster relief and find ways to get in touch with the city as soon as possible. Otherwise, there is nothing we can do with our strength alone..."

Before Li Huan finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud rumbling sound.

"Where is the sound coming from? What's going on?"

The director of the pavilion put on his raincoat and ran to the courtyard, standing on a high place and looking far away. At this time, Li Huan felt that the ground under his feet was shaking crazily.

He watched the director of the pavilion climb up the wooden pole like a monkey to a high place for a distant view, and suddenly shouted: "Come down, be careful not to be struck by lightning!"

The chief of the pavilion in the rain just turned around and shouted in panic: "The flood peak has passed, the flood peak has passed!"

"Brother Li!"

In another rough room, Liu Yun screamed in horror.

Li Huan rushed in without thinking too much, and Liu Yun dove in headfirst.

"Rumble..." The sound of water was like the roar of a furious dragon, and the heaven and earth seemed to be shaking.

The river water that was originally silent in the rain suddenly turned into a rolling red mud flow, whizzing past like an earth-shaking.

Li Huan held Liu Yun who could not stop trembling in his arms tightly. He looked at the terrifying red river flow. If anyone told him that there was a dragon tumbling over the river, he would not have any doubts at this moment.

I don’t know how much time has passed, and the angry dragon has gradually subsided, but the river is still blood-red, which makes people panic.

Only then did Li Huan notice Liu Yan'er, who was huddled by the fire, her face pale and bloodless, and trembling.

Their eyes met inadvertently, and Li Huan couldn't help but waved. Liu Yan'er hesitated for a moment, then came forward and leaned silently on Li Huan's shoulder.

Liu Yun was leaning in his arms, with a pair of beautiful big eyes, looking at the bloody torrent rolling eastward in a daze. She didn't even notice that there was another beauty leaning on Li Huan's shoulder.

"It's okay, the rain will stop soon." Li Huan gently patted the two beauties with both hands.

Liu Yan'er's age is not too old, just in her early thirties, just a year or two older than Bai Zhi.

Although she felt at ease leaning on Junhou's shoulder at first, her face felt as if she had put her cheek close to a burning fire and was getting hot.

However, feeling the hand on her back, patting it gently like a baby, Liu Yan'er's shyness gradually dissipated, and an unprecedented peace emerged in her heart...

(End of this chapter)