Farmhouse Senda

Chapter 114 Bamboo Tube Rice

The sound of singing suddenly came from the ruins of the Fairy Temple. In this ghost weather, it was indeed scary enough.However, Sun Daqi pointed to a large rock in the distance and said, "Look carefully, after a while, there will be a woman's shadow, don't be scared. This is not some kind of ghost, nor is it a fairy, it is just a magical work of nature. By some chance and coincidence, a woman's singing and dancing were preserved."

Li Qingyun had heard people talk about the origin of the Fairy Temple for a long time, and he was mentally prepared. He was helpless and secretly proud of his cousin who was thrown into his arms.

"Similar to phonographs, there are many places in the world that have similar natural wonders. Every time there is a thunderstorm, a certain fixed scene will be reproduced, or there may be sounds, or images, and there are sounds and sounds. There are few wonders with images, and it can be used as one of the important attractions in the future tourism development.”

Yang Yunu raised her head secretly, seeing that everyone was calm, and she couldn't get out of Li Qingyun's arms.As expected, a faint white figure appeared on the big stone that Sun Daqi was referring to, and he couldn't tell his face or age.

The two hounds, who had been very quiet along the way, were so frightened that they barked at the illusory figure.Li Qingyun hurriedly comforted them and put his arms around their necks to calm down the two hounds.

Very short, only a few tens of seconds, the white figure gradually disappeared, and the singing gradually disappeared.

The ancient mountain people did not know the relationship between electricity and magnetic fields, and thought they had really seen a fairy, so they built a temple here, and all the hunters who passed by came to worship.During the festivals, the people at the bottom of the mountain will also come here to worship. There was a time when the incense here was very prosperous.

With nostalgia and reluctance, Granny Fu waved at the white figure that had just disappeared, as if saying goodbye to a special friend.

"This kind of spectacle doesn't happen every time it thunders and rains. It's also about fate." Granny Fu corrected.

Sun Daqi said nonchalantly: "Yes, yes, this fairy has the most fate with you, every time you come, she will appear. You don't know how many times you have said this, how can there be such a coincidence, maybe one Puppies and kittens pass by, and she will dance."

Granny Fu said angrily: "You often passed by here when you were young when you went hunting in the mountains. How many times have you encountered it when it rained and thundered? Li Chunqiu also often passed by here. How did he say that it rained hundreds of times? Two or three times?"

"..." Sun Daqi was afraid of angering his wife, so he stopped talking back, but looking at his expression, he obviously didn't agree.

The weather in the mountains is unpredictable, the thunderstorm is fast, and the fine is fast.In the blink of an eye, a gust of wind blew through, and the dark clouds above the head actually dissipated most of them. The sun showed a corner from the gap between the dark clouds. The noon sun was very bright, sweeping away the depressing atmosphere of the strange haze.

Li Qingyun cut bamboo from the hillside. Each section is more than 20 centimeters thick, as thick as a wrist. A small opening is made at one end, the size of a one-yuan coin, and the soaked glutinous rice is stuffed into the bamboo tube.At the same time, mix in ham, bacon, shiitake mushrooms, and diced space vegetables... Add about [-] ml of water to each bamboo tube, and then use grass leaves to seal the small hole in the bamboo tube tightly to prevent air loss.

His speed was very fast. When Sun Daqi raised the fire, Li Qingyun had already made eight bamboo tubes and said, "I will change the taste at noon today and try my Li family's secret bamboo tube rice. The taste is absolutely top-notch. Mother-in-law Fu's stomach may not be able to hold it."

Grandma Fu was stunned, and she pointed at the bamboo tube in Li Qingyun's hand, speechless: "You, you... When did you soak the glutinous rice? When did you prepare the bacon? Mushrooms? And beans, green peppers, eggplants, cucumbers? My child Ah, how much stuff do you carry in your backpack? Is it heavy or tired? Alas, for my old lady, it really bothers you."

Li Qingyun smiled and said: "If anything, this is what I should do. Grandma Fu, you and Yunu should concentrate on roasting the fire. After the moisture on your body is dried, you will almost be able to eat delicious bamboo rice. There's no place to hunt for broth, but I have canned fruit and starch, and we'll make sweet soup."

Li Qingyun said, after finishing the last bamboo rice in his hand, he opened his backpack and took out two cans of assorted fruits from it. There were all kinds of fruits, red, yellow, yellow, green and green, which made people drool.

Yang Yunu glanced at Li Qingyun's backpack, tried to open it several times, but held back: "It's not heavy, how can it hold so many things? You also brought two pieces of something as heavy as canned fruit. jar?"

"Hehe, I'm strong, but you don't know it. Don't mention this backpack, let's carry another one, we..." Li Qingyun looked at Sun Daqi's malicious eyes, and immediately changed his words, "If you carry another one, we will really carry it. Don't move."

Yang Yunu pursed her lips and snickered, and hurriedly moved over to help Li Qingyun stand.The rack for grilled bamboo rice is different from other racks. It needs to be set into a rectangular rack. A bamboo pole of bamboo rice should be placed horizontally on the rack, evenly heated, and it should be turned constantly. It is more careful than roasting chicken and roasting rabbit. Flip, otherwise there will be uneven heat and cold, and raw and cooked coexist.

It’s complicated to say, but it’s like using fresh branches to form a long-shaped barbecue oven. Bake it on open fire for 15 minutes, then turn it to medium heat and bake it for 5 minutes. Stuff in the pile for a while.

The speed of this meal is definitely faster than that of roasting rabbits. It didn't take long for Li Qingyun to take down the eight bamboo rice dishes, put them under the fire, and prepare to be bored for a while.Then I changed the stand, set up the pot, poured in two bottles of canned fruit, added appropriate water, brought it to a boil, added the starch paste, stirred quickly, and a pot of thick and bright assorted fruit soup was ready.

Serve off the shelf and let cool on a stone next to it.Sun Daqi couldn't wait to take out the bamboo tube rice, cool down a little, and use a hunting knife to split the bamboo tube rice in the middle.

This hack should also be careful, not too hard, not too fast.After opening a small opening in the bamboo tube, you should slowly move the knife and let the hot air in it blow out, so as not to burn your hands.

This release, a special fragrance of rice mixed with the fragrance of bamboo and the fresh fragrance of vegetables... all penetrated into people's nostrils. When the hungry people smelled this fragrance, their stomachs suddenly "gurgled". , the saliva is almost flowing out.

"Well, this skill is good, and it's much better than what Li Lao Er did." It was rare for Sun Daqi to not attack Fuwa, but he still did not let Li Chunqiu go.

He divided the bamboo rice into two halves, handed one half to Granny Fu, and the other half for himself.It doesn't matter if the mouth is hot or not, just use chopsticks to stuff it into your mouth.

"It's delicious, wife, try it too. This kid doesn't know what's in it. It tastes terrifyingly good. Hmm... Just smelling this scent will clean up the fatigue of the morning."

When Li Qingyun split a bamboo tube rice, Sun Daqi had almost eaten the half of the bamboo tube rice.

"There's too much, and no one is vying with you, so you might eat slowly? Even if you don't talk about style, you have to talk about temperature. How many people eat bamboo rice that just came out of the oven? You are not afraid of burning it to death. ." Li Qingyun taught Sun Daqi a lesson, and handed half of the bamboo rice to his cousin.

Yang Yunu couldn't wait for a long time, and shouted, "Why is the bamboo rice you cooked in the past not delicious now? When we cooked bamboo rice in the village, we almost destroyed your grandfather's house. light up..."

"Please don't say it. Come, I also have bell pepper kimchi and shredded mustard with red oil here. It tastes better if you add a little more." Li Qingyun said, hurriedly opened his backpack, and gave a gift to his cousin, begging her not to tell the embarrassing things about her childhood.This is a bamboo tube rice made from Lingquan and space vegetables. Can the half-baked bamboo tube rice made when I was a child compare to today's rice?

As soon as Sun Daqi heard that there were pickles, he also ran over and snatched half of it. Granny Fu had a bad appetite and couldn't eat spicy food, so Li Qingyun had a chance to eat the rest of the pickles.Pickles in the mountains are as expensive as gold. Every time they show up, they will be robbed.

Several people were eating deliciously, but they saw two little Taoist priests walking down the mountain, one of them was Qingfeng, and the other young Taoist priest with a dark complexion should be his senior brother.The two were holding several raincoats with embarrassed expressions.

"Hello, the benefactors, the little Taoist priest Qingfeng is polite." Qingfeng was familiar with them, and was the first to speak, "When I returned to the mountain, I talked to the master about Mr. Sun. The master was very happy, so he let us go down the mountain to greet him. We also knew that there would be a passing rain today, so we ordered us to get a few more raincoats. Unfortunately, our senior brothers were slower and missed the heavy rain.”

The black-faced little Taoist said in a sullen voice: "The poor Taoist is pure and polite, and I have seen all the donors."

Li Qingyun snorted the canned fruit soup in his mouth with a "poof".Nima, which scumbag gave this little Taoist a name?Pure?If you don't look pure, don't call it pure. If you pretend to be pure, you will be rounded by others.

The black-faced little Taoist suddenly glared at Li Qingyun and asked angrily, "This benefactor, why did you vomit?"

"This sweet soup is too hot, you will vomit even if you drink it." Li Qingyun knew that his unintentional actions made the black-faced little Taoist angry.

Qingfeng hurriedly grabbed the black-faced Taoist priest and hurriedly changed the topic: "What's so delicious, our brothers haven't had lunch yet. It's better to come early than to come by coincidence, let's try Brother Li's craftsmanship, and so on. When I get to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, I will compensate you with the best diet."

"No, there is still half a pot of sweet soup, do you want to try it?" Li Qingyun pointed to the bamboo shells all over the floor, burped again, one or two, and drank another bowl of sweet soup, too full. .Granny Fu had a bad appetite, so she ate a whole portion, and Sun Daqi ate the rest.

The two little Taoists were probably really hungry, and they didn't pay much attention to it. Half of each person finished dividing the two pots of sweet soup.

After the black-faced Taoist finished drinking, he patted his belly and said to Li Qingyun with a sullen face, "I drank it, but I didn't vomit."

Li Qingyun felt that this product was a bit aggressive, so he replied angrily: "Well, I will tell you, did I just spit out the half pot you drank?"

"You, I... vomit..." That black-faced little Taoist priest was so pure, as his name suggests, he was fooled when he was deceived.

(End of this chapter)