Immortality: Starting from meeting the fox girl

Chapter 19 Eat pickles and roll tofu

Wen Ding?

Lu Chenran admitted that this word was attractive to him. Even his aunt, who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder, opened her fox eyes and smelled the fragrance floating in the wind.

All the snow was swept away, and a shed was set up on the official road paved with bluestones.

A tripod is placed in front of the bonfire. It has a square folded rim, a slightly bulging belly, attached ears, flat feet in the shape of a droning bird, and a circular tray cast between the flat feet. There are three cross-shaped holes on the bottom of the tray.

Under the rim, there is a corresponding dragon pattern looking back. Judging from the shape of this tripod, it is a large tripod that can be heated with charcoal under the tray. The hole in the center of the tray can be used for ventilation and dust removal. .

It was only when he and the young prince saw the 'Wen Ding' following the scent.

There was a curve between the eyebrows, a knowing smile, and a hint of reminiscence appeared in the depths of the pupils.

Li Zijun glanced at Lu Chenran, saw this and asked:

"Brother Lu, why are you laughing?"

Lu Chenran smacked his lips and replied:

"Well, I remembered some things from the past, and I feel nostalgic."

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This Wen Ding is not much different from hot pot. I have been in this world for so long and I have never had hot pot.

"Mr. Lu is here? Sit down quickly!"

"Young sir, the Wen Ding soup base in the Prince's Mansion comes from Shu County, a hundred thousand miles away. It uses dogwood seeds as a supplement, and the tender vegetables and animal meat are put into the soup. When you put it in your mouth, you will feel the burning sensation. It feels so beautiful and you don’t need to apply lipstick, your lips will be as red as a woman’s.”

"With the addition of dogwood seeds, this warm tripod is most suitable for consumption in this cold weather."

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Seeing the arrival of the young prince and Lu Chenran, Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu narrowed their eyes with laughter, and then they gathered the merchants and brought plates of frozen fruits and vegetables and lean meat.

In the cold winter season, there are few tender vegetables, but cabbage, radish, mallow, onions, leeks, etc. are also good for storage.
  However, the names of these vegetables are different from Lu Chenran's impression. The name of cabbage is Song, which is classified as sunflower. It is not as crisp and delicious as Blue Star in the mouth, and is basically better than wild grass.

Uncle Wang put a piece of frozen tofu into the warm cauldron and rolled it, then picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, squinting his eyes and looking happy and ecstatic:

"After eating pickles and rolled tofu, the emperor is not as good as me——"

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A strong fragrance surrounds the mountain, clusters of sparks crackle, animal meat is rolled in the warm cauldron, fruits and vegetables are placed on the four sides, brightly colored saucers are placed on the table, green wine has warmed up in the cup, exuding a mellow aroma.

Snow is flying heavily outside the shed, and even though the wind and snow are cold, the inside of the shed is as warm as summer.
  There are songs and songs echoing in the mountains, sighing about the freedom of the world.

Plum blossoms on the moon.

"There is no time in the mountains, and there is no age in the cold."

As the caravan moved forward, even Lu Chenran had not yet listened to the sermon of Immortal Bu Xianshan, but he also had such insights.

The broken tiger cage had been repaired long ago. Lu Chenran still sat in the same car with the tiger cage and meditated silently with the 'Water Dragon Yin' hanging on his waist.

Occasionally, Li Zijun would come to Lu Chenran's carriage and sit for a while, casually lighting up the scenery on the way and chatting. Lu Chenran sat quietly facing each other, laughing and enjoying themselves. Both of them were interested in each other.

But every time the young prince got in the car, Xuehu always had an unkind look on his face and never looked at her directly, leaving her with only a fluffy fox tail.

A few days later, the caravan has passed through Shitou County, Yushu County, and Fengyang County. After another 210 miles, it can enter the city of Jiamu County.

Tonight, when the caravan passed through Qingping County, they found an open space and settled down, preparing to go to the county to replace some food and clothing.

Lu Chenran closed his eyes, and in his mind, the title page of the golden book floated leisurely:

【Getting connected with Firefly Ganoderma: (9/10)】

[Becoming acquainted with the God of Hushan and Hushan: (16/30)]

[Befriending Sword Water Dragon Yin: (7/365)]

【Befriending the Snow Fox in the North: (3017/3300)】      .

Three hours later,
  Lu Chenran woke up from his leisurely meditation, got out of the car, asked Uncle Wang and the young prince for some books on the anecdotes and geography of the North, and then returned to the car.

Firefly mushrooms filled with warm light hung above the books and pamphlets, illuminating a small area in the dark carriage.

The snow fox's tail was curled up between Lu Chenran's neck, which was warm. She half-closed her eyes and dozed off. Lu Chenran's body temperature made her fox body feel refreshing and comfortable.

Hushan God brought the tiger's head close to him and stuck out his tongue. Although he couldn't understand the book that still smelled of ink, he was very happy to read it.

Although the carriage is narrow, there is a sense of warmth for one person, one fox and one tiger.

"Don't be so bright, the light will hurt your eyes."

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Lu Chenran reached out and touched the firefly mushroom.

The light then dimmed a bit, and little fireflies fell on his hair.

With the help of fluorescence, Lu Chenran looked through the books and papers in his hands and probably learned some folk history about the counties in Jiamu County:
  Qingping County, where the caravan was resting, was one of the largest counties among the sixteen counties under the jurisdiction of Jiamu County.

Of course, compared with counties outside the northern border, it will inevitably pale in comparison, or even be worth mentioning.

Qingping County covers a large area, but it is sparsely populated. What really made it famous was the bloody battle two hundred years ago.

This battle was personally led and supervised by the former female general ‘An Qi’ and General Zuo Li, known as the God of War from Rakshasa Kingdom.

Two of the most elite armies in the world were killed in Qingping County in darkness. Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers. The ancient battlefield left behind is still deserted. According to the book "Jiamu Zazu":

"The Rakshasa Kingdom invaded and sent tens of thousands of its elite men to the northern border, vowing to defend the surrounding areas to the death. They also sent heavy troops to generals to block the Rakshasa Kingdom from the northern border until the army was destroyed."

"Since General An is a loyal martyr, the late emperor granted him the title of 'Marquis of the North Territory'. On the 30th day of the ninth month of the year, the people of the Northern Territory eat cold food as a tribute to the Marquis of the Northern Territory, 'An Kiss.'"

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The general meaning is that a general surnamed An fought against the Rakshasa Kingdom here, and finally blocked the Rakshasa Kingdom army from the northern border at the cost of annihilating the entire army. Later, this general surnamed An was posthumously named Hou, and decided to have a Cold Food Festival.

Lu Chenran took a long sigh and said to himself:

"It's not easy for a woman to lead an army, but it's so tragic. She is a hero in this world."

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He shook his head gently and continued to scroll down to read the strange news about Jiamu County.

The night is getting darker, and the cold wind blows through the car window, rustling.

The young prince simply washed himself and prepared to go to bed. His black hair was scattered and he only wore a white lining. The white clothes were whiter than snow, and his black hair was like ink.
  Seeing that there was still light in Lu Chenran's carriage, he blinked and walked into the room lightly. He saw Lu Chenran looking through the books seriously and seemed not to notice him.

Li Zijun leaned over and said softly:
  "Brother Lu, what are you looking at?"

Lu Chenran came back to his senses and glanced at her. Although he had seen that face often, the beautiful appearance still made him feel a little dazed.

Then, he said:

"Well, I just want to know more about Jiamu County. Perhaps from these anecdotes, I can find information about the clay sculptures in the mountain temple that lost their heads."

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Li Zijun sat down cross-legged, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, adjusting his appearance, and suddenly said:

"Brother Lu, a few days ago, didn't you say you wanted to tell me a story?"

"The kind that will make you cry."

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(End of this chapter)