Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 658
A reporter pretending to be or playing a guest role naturally introduces the topic, develops it in depth, and develops it comprehensively.

Xu Guangling's visit was in the afternoon, around four or five o'clock, and when the conversation was in full swing, the old man stayed the guest directly. It was dark at night, around eight o'clock, and the old man took Xu Guangling to the table to continue the conversation.

At this time, he had almost forgotten Xu Guangling's identity as a reporter, and treated him as a "confidant".

And most of them are the kind of friends who have never met before in this life, and may not meet in the future, so the old man's enthusiasm is unprecedentedly high, and his chatting is also unprecedentedly strong!

A small low table in the small courtyard of the farmhouse, with a kerosene lamp lit beside it.

There is electricity here, but it's not convenient to pull the wires outside to set up the lights, so that's it.

It is late autumn and winter, and even though it is in the Hengduan Mountains near the south, more than half of the leaves on the trees have withered. The three tall paulownia trees outside the courtyard occasionally smashed huge leaves and equally huge flowers to the ground. noodle.

Although it was "smash", the attitude was full of leisure.

It also made the whole small courtyard, and even the outside world seen from the small courtyard, permeated with a leisurely atmosphere.

When the autumn wind blows and the yellow leaves fall, wanderers outside may occasionally feel desolate or cold when they are busy, but for non-wanderers, this feeling is not great. At most, when the wind blows, it will come indivual……

Pork trotter stewed with lily?
Nourishing and nourishing, relieves cravings, and also dispels cold.

There are only three people at the table.

The old man, his wife, and Xu Guangling.

The daughter-in-law's family lives outside, and they only come to see it during the New Year and holidays throughout the year.

"Master, didn't your elder brother collect medicine and study medicine with you?" Xu Guangling asked.

"That child still learned it when he was a child, but he doesn't like it when he grows up. What he learned in college is water drainage and repairing the earth!" Without a son to inherit his father's career, the uncle was not depressed when he talked about it. He seemed happy that his son found it. own way.

Eggs scrambled with leeks.

The eggs are the eggs laid by the free-range chickens of the old man's own house, and the leeks are also the small leeks that have just been harvested in the garden in the evening.

It is said that spring leeks are fragrant, summer leeks are spicy, and autumn leeks are bitter. In fact, for this kind of things, spring and autumn are the right time, but summer is not good.The same is true for tea leaves. Spring tea is fresh and fresh, autumn tea has a long taste, and summer tea can be described as lackluster.

This has something to do with the weather.

Spring sprouts, summer grows, autumn harvests, winter hides.

Therefore, if you want to try something new, of course it is spring, the tender shoots that first sprout on the branches, the tender shoots that first appear on the ground, whether it is wolfberry buds or Chinese toon buds, whether it is shepherd's purse or what kind of mother-in-law Ding, they are all suitable for you. Full of flavour.

In addition to being fresh and tender, if you want to taste its taste more deeply, you will probably have to wait until autumn.

Winter, winter storage, in addition to excluding artificial cultivation in greenhouses, it is probably necessary to go to the ground to find, such as the winter bamboo shoots buried in the ground.

But at this moment, in the season of late autumn and winter, Xu Guangling learned about astronomy and geography from this plate of fried leeks.

Recently he has been completely out of food, but it is not a big deal if he eats a meal now and then.

As for the dietary requirements, when he was in the mountains, he was naturally looking for the best. Even the mulberries, which are known as fairy fruits in the outside world, he was not interested in. He felt the smell of earth. After the initial taste, he did not touch it again. He even tasted the mulberry wine carefully brewed by the two old men only once.

But when you leave the mountain, everything is naturally "do as the Romans do when you enter the countryside".

So this plate of homegrown eggs and fried leeks has the same ingredients, and the cooking level of the old lady is also the same, but what Xu Guangling eats is not rough, but the flavor. ——Because the requirements are different.

In addition to this plate, there are fried sour bamboo shoots in oil, and four-tailed wild small fish stewed with tofu, and then a plate of fried shredded potatoes with green peppers.

It is four dishes.

The side dish is the rice wine brewed by the old man's family.

There was wine and food, and when the wine was in full swing, the conversation became even more intense. Until the third day of the month, Xu Guangling and the old man shared a pot of rice wine weighing six to seven catties, and also cleaned up a few small dishes on the table. And light, not even a shredded potato was left.

The old lady in the middle left the table and added another dish, another plate of shredded potatoes, shredded tofu and fried spring rolls.

After this long talk, Xu Guangling understood the old man's life, about his practice of medicine and medicine, almost like a picture.

After drinking and talking, after the banquet, the old man was in a good mood, but also quite drunk, and fell asleep.

Three or four catties of rice wine, for ordinary people, is really no joke, maybe they won't get drunk, maybe they won't get drunk, but drinking it carefully and slowly, plus a few hours of "fermentation", is enough to make absolutely Most people are so drunk that they don't know where the world is going.

After some conversation after drinking, the old man really introduced Xu Guangling as his confidant.

But for Xu Guangling, the old man is not his confidant.Not to mention the old man, even the two old men in the mountains can hardly be called his confidantes.

As Xu Guangling continued to advance on the road of being a great master, some of his heights, certain cognitions and feelings were becoming more and more difficult for the two old people to touch, so that it was unimaginable.

This is still the case for the two master-level figures, let alone think about it for other people.

Perhaps, today, only Jiantianjing can communicate with him comprehensively?But this person himself said that it is not "life", so the interaction between them is not so much a communication as a question and answer.

Not being a confidant does not affect communication.

Just like this feast of wine, this conversation, the old man was full of wine and conversation, Xu Guangling also had a special interest.

Autumn is here, and the yellow and red leaves all over the mountains and plains are certainly worth admiring, but among them, a leaf on a tree can also stop Xu Guangling, let him watch and appreciate it, and even appreciate it.

When the old man slept, he really slept so darkly that he didn't know what happened in the world!

He didn't wake up until around four o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Pulling on his shoes and walking out of the bedroom, he shouted at the old lady who was busy in the yard: "Old woman, where is Xiao Xu?"

"I left early! I drank the millet porridge I cooked in the morning and left with a smile! Old man, there is still some porridge left, do you want to drink it?"

Before drinking porridge, the old man discovered the abnormality of his body.

A little abnormality was ignored by him because he drank too much wine last night and he was in good spirits on happy occasions, but in the next few days, or more than ten days, more and more abnormalities were discovered, until he couldn't find it at all. neglect.

Although I practice medicine by myself, as the saying goes, "doctors don't heal themselves".

In other words, certain minor illnesses and pains are beyond the reach of medicine stones.Also, when a person is old, no matter what, the body and spirit are by no means what they can reach when they are in their prime.

But the old man felt like he had a second spring.

He felt a fire in his body, burning slowly, expelling all the weakness and even minor illnesses and pains in his body.

If the day is fire, then the night is water, flowing slowly in the body.

Bring him a deep sleep.

The most obvious change, which is also the most objective rather than subjective change in physical and mental improvement, is that the sporadic gray hair on his head has turned black again.

All hair is like that.

black!

When people look at it, they feel very young, righteous, and energetic.

After a few days, the old man received a jug of rice wine that also weighed six or seven catties. After one tasting, he and the old lady drank a little every day, and it took more than a month to finish the wine.

In the process of drinking, the same feeling and similar phenomenon also appeared on the old lady.

"Xiao Xu, Xiao Xu." The old man sometimes sighed and wondered who that "Xiao Xu reporter" was.

"Good boy!" The old lady repeated only this comment over and over again, and she was very sorry, "Hey, you didn't say it earlier that day when the old man died. You said that I don't have much time to prepare the leftover meal. Is there any dish I can do best? can do it!"

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