Ye Jianqiu

After Laba is the New Year.

As the Spring Festival approaches, many stalls selling New Year's goods appear on the streets of Qingyang.

Couplets, door gods, joss sticks, lanterns, paper-cutting, firecrackers, candied melons, dried fruits, snacks... The crowded stalls almost filled the entire street, and the originally wide road seemed much more congested.Stores rolled out large gift boxes of Spring Festival pastries stacked like hills, and the streets were filled with a sweet smell.The bazaar is even more lively, live poultry such as chickens, ducks, geese, etc. are pulled to the bazaar by cart after dawn. The hawkers close their stalls very late and sell until nightfall.

From ancient times to the present, the most important thing people pay attention to during festivals is-eating!

On the Chi country side, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is not obvious.

Because, someone only lives in the mountains.

Ye Jianqiu was so depressed that he was dying.

Ever since that Mingqi "rescued" him, he hasn't let him out.Just say one thing - avoid the limelight!

Well, I'm lurking!I keep a low profile!

My farm, my employees, my greenhouse, my treasure... The love and career that were booming came to an abrupt end!Makes me want to scratch the wall!

Restless heart, restless heart, I don't want to go on vacation so early!

The work is not done, the work is not done, I don't want to waste my youth so early!

No matter how Ye Jianqiu roared in his heart, no matter how fierce his eyes became, Ming Qi, who was sitting high on the altar, was not moved at all.

Ming Qi left early and returned late every day, and he didn't know what he was busy with, leaving Ye Jianqiu alone in the cave.

There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the year is unknown in cold and heat.This isolated loneliness is unbearable.

There is no one to talk, no one to accompany, only endless flowers, endless water, and endless snow-capped mountains.

Think about Robinson Crusoe drifting on a deserted island. Even if he is on a beautiful island, he will be tormented by loneliness and will soon lose his ability to speak. Robinson is actually lucky. He still has a parrot and Friday.

Think about Mr. Su Wu who herded sheep in Xinjiang over there. Since Wu went to the sea, there was no granary food, so he dug wild rats to eat the grass.Shepherd the sheep during the Han Festival, sit up and manage, and the festival is all over.Thirsty to drink snow, hungry to swallow felt, shepherd the North Sea...

Ye Jianqiu carved lines on the cave every day to record the date he was in the cave. He has been here for more than a month.

What he does every day is to soak in the hot springs until he is about to vomit his skin, open his five-fingered magic claws and jingle on the guqin, climb trees to pick the pearls on the top of the cave to play billboards, and then run to the cave. On the terrace outside, he sang and yelled towards the vast snow-capped mountains until his voice was almost hoarse.

Mingqi always comes back very late, after taking a bath slowly, he puts on a large nightgown and sits at the table, calmly adjusts the messed up strings, and then deliberately throws someone on the table He calmly sorted out his things one by one, and then began to burn incense and drink tea.

After drinking a pot of fragrant tea, you start to play the piano. After the sound of the mountains and rivers is over, you can fall asleep as soon as you flip up your robes, turn over and lie on your side on the stone railing by the pavilion.

The male version of Little Dragon Girl, why not give him a rope to sleep on, it looks more comfortable.

Ye Jianqiu looked at Ming Qi who rested his chin on his hand while sleeping, and felt a little strange.

This person doesn't need a bed or a quilt, but he just doesn't know where to find a rough buckwheat husk pillow that doesn't match his identity, and he can fall asleep on it.Moreover, he seldom turns over while sleeping, so there is no need to worry about him falling into the fish pond.

Some people say that a pea can test a person's origin.

Ye Jianqiu came to the hot spring pool where Ming Qi washed in the depths of the bamboo forest, and opened a large sandalwood box. The clothes inside were black and white. The thick shawl was laid out on the narrow railing of the pavilion calmly. As a result, at night, apart from never leaving the coarse buckwheat pillow on his body, Mingqi turned over and lay down without hesitation, laid it comfortably, and fell asleep soundly. Incredibly comfortable.

It seems that he is still wronged on weekdays.

Mingqi is a typical undisciplined character, with an expression that doesn't matter if the sky is falling, even if the heavy rain is coming, he will take a leisurely step and let the wind and rain wet his feathers...

Although Ming Qi seems to be from a different world than him, Ye Jianqiu, as an ordinary person amidst the world of mortals, can't stand it.

The once exquisite and beautiful wine and tea are all made of tableware, fresh mushroom soup simmering in a small red clay stove, soft white rice porridge with lotus seeds cooked in a black jug, rice stewed in a bamboo tube, and a few side dishes mixed in a tea tray , the glazed lamp made fruit salad, the copper lampshade with a long hollow handle made the stove frame, there was steamed custard in the long bamboo plate, and the grilled browned and crispy fish...

The small pavilion exudes a homely smell, soup is hot on the stove, meals are placed on the table, and strings of dried mushrooms, peppers and garlic are hanging in the corner of the pavilion, just like a little squirrel preparing food for winter.

Ye Jianqiu "spoiled" the beautiful fairyland in the cave mansion with a bit of fireworks.

At the beginning, Ye Jianqiu was still uneasy, but when he saw Mingqi's expressionless face, he was relieved.The courage also grew, not only planting a vegetable field, but also planting vegetables and rice.

——Actually, he has a face full of feathers, you can't see any dissatisfaction!

Bamboo fences were planted on both sides of the path, and behind the fence was his newly opened vegetable garden. Soon, the crazy momentum of those vegetables was revealed. They climbed over the fence and climbed to the road. Every day when Ming Qi passed by, he would accidentally trip over the melon vines under his feet Take a fall!

Ah!It's so refreshing to see Mingqi's gloomy face, staggering away in a hurry!

A person who is as noble as the golden goblet of the Phoenix Terrace in the Snow Mountain, and who seems to be as noble as this world should not appear, was pulled down from the "Altar" just like that.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mingqi came in from outside the cave covered in wind and snow. A gust of wind passed through the cave, and his loose robe was lifted behind him, flaunting like a pair of black wings.

Ye Jianqiu thought to himself, that's too bad!How did he come so early today?The criminal tools on the table have not had time to wash...

After Ming Qi strode to the pavilion, he threw the black fox fur cloak on his body to Ye Jianqiu, and sat down on the small table in the pavilion to eat.

Ye Jianqiu gritted his teeth.

Ming Qi not only took his seat, but also calmly waited for the other party to serve him rice, cloth, vegetables and soup.

"Bang" a steaming bamboo tube of rice was placed in front of Ming Qi, and "snap" a pair of chopsticks with fresh bamboo leaves was thrown in front of Birdman.

Because the fingers turned into sharp claws, the chopsticks always fell between the fingers, and Ming Qi picked it up and dropped it over and over again with no expression on his face...

Why am I born to be a babysitter?

Ye Jianqiu let out a long sigh, and had no choice but to give him a small spoon.

Seeing Ming Qi's little spoon pause in the air, Ye Jianqiu said loudly on purpose: "That's your koi."

Ming Qi didn't speak, and dug with the spoon quickly, and a koi raised by himself was swallowed just like that.

Ye Jianqiu threw the fur cloak in his hand aside, quickly scooped out a bowl of hot soup simmering on the red clay stove, and took a sip.Really delicious, authentic Dongfu mixed mushroom soup!

An exquisite jade teacup took the opportunity to reach out.

Ye Jianqiu had no choice but to take it, took a cup and handed it over.

Burn you to death!

Ming Qi took it and blew it gracefully, then picked up a small spoon and drank it gracefully.

Ye Jianqiu had no choice but to pick up the bamboo chopsticks and start eating resignedly. After the meal, he had to clean the dishes.That Mingqi is a master who is born with ten fingers not touching the spring water, and he appointed that he would not do this kind of rough work.

Ming Qi, who was eating, suddenly said, "I'll take you out tomorrow."

"Great!"

Ye Jianqiu was happy, and gave the other party crispy white bamboo shoots with chopsticks.

Ming Qi glanced at it, then silently picked it up and ate it.

Sister Shui Yunshang sent two blueprints from Ye Wanzhen, one is a mechanical blueprint, and the other is an ancient salt-making technique.

A crooked mechanical diagram was drawn on the mechanical drawing, and the word steam engine was written on it.The details say that machines such as turning wood, drilling holes, twisting screws, and casting bullets are all tied up in a steam furnace. The water is filled in the middle and the charcoal is poured in. The water is boiled and the gas is full. Lifting and pitching with the air, pull the iron wheel, the wheel is tied with the belt, tied around the axis, and connected to each other, the wheel rotates with rotation, and the rotation with rotation is maneuverable.

The native method of salt making is even more practical.

Salt is the king of all flavors, and it has been strictly controlled by officials in the past dynasties.

In dry climates, salinity seeps out from the ground with the evaporation of soil moisture and crystallizes on the surface.

Prepare a pottery urn, drill a small hole on the side of the bottom of the pottery urn, support it on the side of the urn with sticks about half a foot from the bottom of the pottery urn, spread reed mats on top, pour "salt soil" into the reed mats, and pour clean water Pour it into a pottery urn. After the salt and nitrate are dissolved in water, they seep into the bottom of the urn with the water, and then flow out from the small holes. The water that flows out is collected, which is called head water, which contains the most salt and nitrate.Then pour clear water several times, and the water that dries out is called dihydrate and trihydrate, with less and less salt and fire nitrate.

Repeatedly several times, put a raw egg into the salt water that was poured out at the end, and there is still something floating on the egg, and continue to "drench", otherwise the egg sinks quickly, dig out and replace with new soil.

When cooking salt, pour salt water into a burning cauldron, bind a large bowl with iron wire, put it into the pot, and after boiling the pot, as the salt water boils down, the crystallized small salt will flow into the bowl, When boiling salt, bowls of small white salt are brought out from the pot one after another.Finally, turn off the fire and cool it down, and the crystallization in the water is fire nitrate.

Fire up the nitrate, and the rest is brine.

Write a line of small characters at the end of the paper, brine is worthless and can be reserved for tofu grinders, and firecrackers are sold to firecrackers and gunpowder makers, and the price is more expensive.

Ming Qi looked around, but sure enough, his big wine jars were gone.

He laughed secretly, so that's how the salt came from.And nitrate is also very practical, it can be used as a firearm.

Suddenly his face sank again, his favorite long knife stood beside the stove, with oil stains on it, it turned out that the grilled fish...

Looking at Ming Qi's calm feathered face covered by a few strands of red hair hanging down from his forehead, Ye Jianqiu secretly rejoiced that he was not found to be boiling salt next to the hot spring.This kind of ancient hot spring is surrounded by crystals of white flowers. When you taste it, it is salty and can be boiled with salt.

"I'll take you to Linyue City to find Situ Jin..."

"Really? Great!"

Ye Jianqiu's voice suddenly rose an octave.

After Mingqi was stunned for a moment, he continued: "...It's just that the road will be slower. I don't have enough energy, so I need to rest frequently. Moreover, there will be dangers on the road, so you must be self-aware."

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Ye Jianqiu smiled, as long as you are your aircraft well, I will cheer for you.

Ye Jianqiu said in a good mood: "Are you still hungry? I also roasted sweet potatoes and corn, right next to the hot spring..."

Ming Qi glanced at him and said nothing.

After the meal, Ming Qi stretched out his hand, and Ye Jianqiu handed over a pure white handkerchief.

Ming Qi refused to pick it up, Ye Jianqiu immediately poured a cup of hot tea.

After Ming Qi cleared his mouth, Ye Jianqiu immediately brought another teacup, Ming Qi took a look and spat it in, then reached out his hand again.

Ye Jianqiu hurriedly handed over the handkerchief again.

Ming Qi glanced at the handkerchief, silently touched the corner of his mouth, and threw it to the other party.

No wonder my pajamas lost a large piece at some point...

"I'll tell you about Situ Jin later."

"Okay! And modern history!"

"Wait."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jianqiu immediately tidied up the messy things on the table.

Hurry up!It's time to tell a story again!

The stream in the cave is gurgling, the singing of birds is quiet, and the fragrance of flowers is bursting.

Ming Qi cleaned his hands and lit a piece of agarwood.

He put on the snow-white long-sleeved robe again, tied half of his long hair with a black brocade belt, a few strands of bright red hair hung down from his forehead, and his gestures were loose and eclectic.

At this time, Mingqi has regained his noble and pure air, after all, people who grew up in wealth and honor have self-confidence and a sense of superiority in their bones.

Ye Jianqiu looked at him with burning eyes: "Zhao Mingqi, hurry up!"

Looking at the other party's undisguised expression, Zhao Chun couldn't help laughing secretly. The two parties have already seen through each other's identities, but they just knew it.

Finally, Ming Qi's hoarse voice sounded again.

"When Situ Jin was five years old, his father died in battle on the frontier outside the Great Wall. After being strongly recommended by his father's former friend, General Qiao, after the late emperor remembered his loyalty, he was selected as the prince's accompanying student and sent to a government school..."

"He is born with supernatural powers, loves to dance with guns and clubs, and especially loves to ride and shoot. He was formally accepted as a disciple by General Qiao when he was young, and taught him his lifelong skills. He is good at two kinds of weapons, the Zhelu knife and the sunset bow."

"Zilu Dao, gold and silver mixed casting, gold thread inlay, shark skin scabbard, shaped like a crescent moon, radiating cold air, decorated with golden dragon cloud patterns all over the body, the blade weighs thirty catties, the back of the blade curves with the blade, and both sides are Where there is a blood groove, where the knife is swung, those who stand in the way will be destroyed."

"The setting sun bow is carefully crafted from the horns of swallows and oxen, the scorpion of Nanwu, the scorpion of thorns and moose, and the glue of river fish. The red bow string is not afraid of ice, fire, swords and guns. The white eagle feather arrow is made of black iron. "

"In the year when the hair was tied up, during the civil and military autumn period, he defeated all the heroes and was listed as the first-class martial arts champion. After the list was revealed, the Taihe Hall called the name, and the list was posted outside the Changmen, and the military champion was given armor, and was granted the qualification of 'given Wudi and the first'. Afterwards, the patrol battalion escorted the No. [-] Scholar back to the ranks, showing off his grace, and became the youngest first-class bodyguard of the Imperial Guard..."

"When he was weak, he was dispatched to the frontier, and his mother stayed alone in Kyoto to face the moon. During this period, there was a palace change, and General Qiao and other followers and family members obeyed the law... until now."

With just a few words, the dust and smoke of the past surfaced.

The young man is proud of his Lingyun pen and is full of vigor, but even if he is magnificent, he is still no match for the general situation of the country. He was flicked lightly by someone and he came to the desert Gobi.

It is hidden and unknown.

Ye Jianqiu silently calculated Situ Jin's age - 23 years old.The best years of a young man have passed, and what greets him is the mellow wine precipitated by the years.

My Junzhi, my best Junzhi, you are so good that it makes people feel distressed!If I met you earlier, I would give you a massage when you are tired, serve you tea when you are thirsty, give you porridge when you are hungry, and add clothes to you when you are cold...

Situ Jin's affectionate smile appeared in Ye Jianqiu's mind, and his heart was filled with tenderness.

"You and Situ Jin used to be classmates."

"Yes."

"You are Zhao..."

"Ye Jianqiu, my real name is Zhao Chun."

The two sides finally broke the window paper.