Wuxia: I Jigong, the beginning of the mud pill to save Lao Huang

Why is the dish here and the soup here, but I can’t eat it?
Now the vegetables and fish are ready, only firewood is left.
With firewood, you can officially start cooking.
The little girl has already stared at these two dishes with bright eyes.
Either this looks tender and dripping with daylily.
This is still fish that looks fishy on the outside, but doesn’t taste like it.
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She is looking forward to it.
Xiao Nanbei next to him saw the little girl staring at the fish.
It seems to be thinking, what does the meat taste like?
He couldn’t help scratching his head and reminded: “Things, we are monks, and we can’t eat meat.”
The little girl’s eyes dropped suddenly.
It’s like a dog is in high spirits, thinking that the food in front of him is his own, the owner will take the food away and tell it not to eat.
The little girl pouted and said somewhat unconvinced: “Master Daoji is a monk. He can drink and eat meat, why can’t we eat it?”
On the other side, sit on a clean mat.
One leg was raised, and the other was only resting on the knee of the foot, swaying.
He still holds a palm fan in his hand, which is facing his face one by one.
in such hot times.
A palm fan gently sent cool wind, blowing on the face, extraordinarily comfortable.
However, everyone else was more or less sweating.
On the other hand, Li Xiuyuan did not see any sweat on her body.
It seems that the weather, for him, does not have to care at all.
It seemed that he heard the little girl’s words.
It seemed that he was just talking to himself.
Li Xiuyuan sighed casually: “The wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha’s heart will stay; if the world learns from me, it is like entering the devil’s way.”
It seems like a random sentence, but it contains all kinds of profound meanings that can be deeply pondered.
The little boy nodded at this, turned his head to look again, and said to the little girl, “Master Daoji is different from us. He can eat meat, but we can’t.”
The little girl pouted her mouth and said, “Buddha is really partial.””With so many temples and monks, only Master Daoji can eat meat and drink.”
The little girl’s ears fell off, and she lowered her head for a while.
But her emotions came and went quickly.
Soon, she was happy again.
“never mind.”
She curled her lips, “Even if you can’t eat meat, it’s the same to eat a little vegetable.”
“Sister Qizhu, when will you start cooking? I can’t wait (cifd).”
“Also, why is Xu Fengnian so slow?”
“I haven’t come back after picking up the firewood for so long, are you being lazy?”
Just as they were talking, Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang just opened the branches of the forest.
back to this camp.
Both of them carried a large bag behind their backs.
In this basket, there are about two-thirds of the firewood.
Xu Fengnian pointed to the basket behind him and said, “Slander! How dare I, Xu Fengnian, be lazy about what Master Daoji ordered?”
The little girl didn’t have time to say anything else, and immediately said, “Sister Qizhu, can you start cooking?”
Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang unloaded their baskets for going north.
Pour out the immediate firewood.
In addition to the firewood, there is also some hay.
Lao Huang and Xu Fengnian are very good at making fires in the wild.
Moreover, in Lao Huang’s arms, he actually took out seven or eight sweet potatoes.
Seeing this scene, Xu Fengnian even gave his thumbs up. He said, “Today, I will let you see Lao Huang’s roasted sweet potatoes.”
He took a deep breath, as if he hadn’t eaten roasted sweet potatoes yet, but in his heart he had already thought of the taste of roasted sweet potatoes.
“The roasted sweet potato made by Lao Huang is a must!”
“When I was traveling, I looked forward to having a roasted sweet potato every day.”
“Even when I think about it now, it feels good.”
A “fragrant” word was bitten very hard.
It seems that the sweet potato made by this old yellow is really good.
The little girl squinted her eyes with disbelief in her eyes, and said, “Oh? Do I have to try it?”
Lao Huang began to build a pile of firewood.
Beside him, Xu Fengnian had already lit the fire by drilling wood to make fire.
He said: “Old Huang, let others see your craftsmanship and shock them severely.”
Lao Huang nodded shyly.
Lao Huang squatted down and roasted sweet potatoes with his own unique skills and techniques.
Xu Fengnian squatted aside, thinking about the old yellow sweet potato.
the other side.
���� and Qizhu each set up a shelf with firewood.
���� went to find some clean bamboo, which she cut into thin strips one by one.
After the fish was gutted and washed, it was roasted on the fire.
Seven beads on the other side also took out a pot from the carriage.
Remove the stamens from the daylily.
Although this step is troublesome, it is essential.
Because the stamens are poisonous.
Then boil it in boiling water for a while, and then add it to the water.
Continue to cook it until it is fully cooked before eating.
In the scalding boiling water, one after another bubbles spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
These bubbles exploded continuously, and the aroma permeated the surroundings.
The body of the day lily was constantly tumbling in the boiling water, and a special fragrance was emitted.
This kind of fragrance is refreshing, and when you take a slight sniff, it makes people feel as if they are back in the warm spring. Under the blue sky and the daytime, the gardenias with the mountains are in full bloom. It’s so beautiful, just right.
The sweet potato in Lao Huang’s hand is not so surprising.
He just turned the fire from time to time to control the temperature of the roasted sweet potatoes.
However, the best ingredients often do not require any cooking techniques.
With simple heating like Lao Huang, you can get the greatest delicacy in the world.
The fire in front of him jumped and burned from time to time, like a dancer twisting her body.
From time to time there was a slight sound of crackling explosions.
Lao Huang’s heart is not anxious at all.
Xu Fengnian was also staring at the roasted sweet potato quietly. He also knew that the roasted sweet potato could not be rushed, so he was very patient, but even so, in his heart, he was still very much looking forward to the taste of the roasted sweet potato, even his mouth. I couldn’t help drooling.
Then, someone will be anxious for Lao Huang.
little girl stuff.
Her two short legs are like hot wheels.
All of a sudden, I ran to Qizhu, and stood on tiptoe to take a closer look, okay?
All of a sudden, he ran to Lao Huang again, put his hands on his knees, and looked closer to see if the sweet potatoes were okay?
“Why is the daylily here and the soup here, but I can’t eat the daylily soup?”
“Why is the fire here and the sweet potatoes here, but I can’t eat roasted sweet potatoes?”
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