The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

"Master Dao, it's a tribute."

Da Xiong didn't understand why Zhong Wen wanted him to say it again.

"Okay, I accept it."

Now Zhong Wen finally understood what the old man said, why did he give the pig's head to himself, because he regarded himself as a teacher.

Moreover, Zhong Wen seemed to think that was the same thing.

For example, if some children want to study, there seems to be bacon in the apprenticeship ceremony for the teacher. As for whether it can be replaced with a pig's head, Zhong Wen really doesn't know.

Although my heart is a little fuzzy, in this era, anything can happen, just like now, presenting a pig's head to myself.

Zhong Wen took the pig's head and put it aside, thinking about the pig's head.

Although the pig's head was accepted by himself, he still couldn't figure it out in his heart, and he couldn't figure out whether it was reasonable or not to give the pig's head to him, the Taoist priest.

"Big bear, give me a pig's head, what's the point of this?"

Zhong Wen couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked the big head aloud.

"I don't know either. The third ancestor told you to give it to you, so I will give it to you."

Da Xiong Mao didn't seem to know what it meant, he just listened to the old man, that is, the meaning of the third ancestor in Da Xiong's mouth, and acted like this.

But for Zhong Wen, he always felt a little confused.Speaking of which, if Zhong Wen wanted to ask, he shouldn't have asked this stupid big bear, didn't he know that that stupid big bear was a fool?Is it wrong to ask the person you find yourself?

In fact, Zhong Wen was not disgusted by this matter, but just disgusted by this pig head.

If he offered some pork belly, Zhong Wen wouldn't think about these things, but at this moment, he offered himself a whole pig's head.Moreover, it was still bloody, and it was impossible to start.

In Zhong Wen's own past life memory, although there seems to be such a thing.

But this time, it seems that pig heads are used for ancestor worship, or pig heads are used for worshiping gods, but this thank you ceremony, I gave myself a pig head, I always feel like I can’t figure it out.

Well, if you can't figure it out, then you can't figure it out. Anyway, Zhong Wen is like this. If you can't figure it out, let's think about it slowly in the future. Maybe when we meet again, we will always know what's going on.

After Zhong Wen couldn't figure it out, he watched Da Xiong and the others prepare the wild pork, and then he walked over with the pig's head in his hand.

The wild boar head is the most difficult to deal with, but no matter how difficult it is, it has to be dealt with. You can't follow Big Bear and the others to eat the wild boar in the pot.

After burning the pig's head with fire until the fur was almost scorched, Zhong Wen took the pig's head that now belonged to him to the water stream, and prepared to deal with the pig's head.

And when Zhong Wen started to deal with the pig's head, everyone was as curious as watching a scene.

They don't know why this little Taoist leader is so troublesome, it's just a pig's head, it's either burned or washed, why is it so troublesome?

Another quarter of an hour later, Zhong Wen came back with the processed pig's head and went to Xiao Bao's house.

"Little Leopard, go and pick some of the herbs I gathered yesterday, not too many, just a handful."

Zhong Wen had no choice but to ask Xiaobao to gather some herbs to remove the fishy smell from the pig's head.

As for myself, I had to start adding water to the pot, and the piglet was also helping to start the fire.

Xiaozhu is a young man who doesn't talk much, and he seems to be very shy.

Basically just answer one question, never talk too much.

Completely different from his brother.

Little Leopard gathered the medicinal herbs in half an hour, washed them, threw them into the pot, and started cooking.

Half an hour later, the pig's head in the pot was finally boiled until most of the fishy smell was gone, and the smell was acceptable.

Afterwards, Zhong Wen began to cook officially.

Another half an hour later, Xiaobao's kitchen, like the day before yesterday, once again emitted a scent.

Although it is not as overbearing as the stewed bear's paw, it is also rich in fragrance.

It directly attracted the little kids in the village, and they all ran into the stove, staring eagerly at the pig's head in the pot.

"Master Daoist, it smells so good."

"Brother Daochang, why is your pig's head so fragrant?"

"Brother Daochang, can I eat your pig's head?

"Dao sauce pot pot, you pot pig's head..."

"Dao sauce? Pot pot? Pig's head?"

Zhong Wen was completely annoyed by these little brats, and at the same time completely confused.

You are a pig, well, Zhong Wen thinks he is a pig, he has nothing to do, why did he come here with that stupid big guy.

It's not a pig's head, it will be free to stay with these mountain people.

If it weren't for the pig's head, he would have taught these mountain folk hunting skills and brought back a wild boar.

It's all caused by a pig's head, and now even these little brats are talking about themselves like this, and they can't get angry, let alone say anything.

Identity, identity, identity.

If the Taoist leader wants to look like a Taoist leader, he can't care about anything with a group of little brats who are still crawling around with bare buttocks, so don't you want this face.

Zhong Wen was hurt, really hurt.

And it's a serious internal injury.

Just because they accepted a pig's head, a group of brats beat Zhong Wen to serious internal injuries.

"Daozhang, how long do you have to cook? It smells pretty good now, can you stop the fire and eat?"

Little Leopard helped to light the fire while sniffing and staring at the whole pig's head in the pot.

This is the second time he has witnessed that food can still be so attractive, just like the stewed bear's paw the day before yesterday.

"Cook it for another half an hour, the time is too short, it's not soft enough, and the taste can't get in, don't worry, and you all, don't worry."

Zhong Wen felt a little helpless when he saw Xiaobao and his brothers being slanderous like those little babies.Maybe, they really haven't eaten anything good.

"Brother Daochang, can I eat your pig's head?"

After a little brat tasted stewed bear's paw the day before yesterday, he also wanted to taste the taste of the pig's head in the pot.

It's just that this sentence sounds awkward no matter how it sounds.