Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

The back hill of Lizi Village is not big, so you have to drill through the back hill, and then pass a small river on the other side of the hill before reaching the big hill, which is called Daheishan by the villagers.

"Young master, are we going to Daheishan?"

Yao Yan saw that Zeng Xingzhi suddenly went straight down when he reached the fork in the back mountain, so he asked.

"There are not many herbs in the back mountain, go to Daheishan to have a look."

Zeng Xingzhi also carried a pannier, but it was smaller than Yao Yan's. Originally, Yao Yan didn't let Zeng Xingzhi carry a pannier, but Zeng Xingzhi felt that he should carry one more just in case. After all, Dahei came with him. .

Glancing at Dahei who was having fun on the side of the road, Yao Yan smiled lightly, "I never thought of it before, there is only one word difference between this Dahei Mountain and our Dahei, Dahei, this is your Brother Shan."

Zeng Xingzhi smiled when he heard the words, turned his head to look over, and saw Yao Yan beckoning to Dahei, Dahei immediately went over, wandering around Yao Yan's feet, wagging his tail like he was about to fall off.

When Dahei was at home, his temper was calm, but when he entered the mountain, he was like a scurrying monkey, and disappeared after a while. Yao Yan was worried at first, but seeing Zeng Xingzhi's indifferent appearance, he remembered the fat rabbit that Dahei had caught , it became clear that Dahei was fine.

"Young Master! This is the Live Blood Grass, right?"

After passing Xiaohe, Yao Yan saw a bunch of familiar grass not long after he went up to the slope of Dahei Mountain. He has been looking at the picture of medicinal herbs given by Zeng Xingzhi for the past few days, just to go out with Zeng Xingzhi to collect herbs. They can quickly find the herbs they think of.

Zeng Xingzhi looked over and saw a lot of blood-living grass growing under the big bush not far from the path, "Indeed, it seems that it has just grown not long ago. We are lucky."

The blood-activating herb is hard to find, but it is a very useful herb. It can be used for any bruises, tendons and bones. Among the ointments that Yao Yan used some time ago, the blood-activating grass accounted for a lot.

"Would you like to watch me do it, son?"

Yao Yan walked over, put down the basket, took out the small shovel inside, and looked at Zeng Xingzhi with bright eyes.

"it is good."

Zeng Xingzhi, who was watched by those eyes, couldn't say no to it, and...

Zeng Xingzhi looked at Yao Yan who was happily digging the blood-blood grass, and smiled slightly.

The most important thing about blood-blood grass is not the tendons, but the roots, so Yao Yan dug very carefully, and spent a lot of time before digging up the blood-blood grass and putting them into the basket. wait.

"My lord, I'm not hurt at all!"

Yao Yan is really proud, he can't wait to ask for praise.

Those words were too straightforward, and with his expectant face, Zeng Xingzhi coughed, "Not bad, very good."

Yao Yan, who was praised, happily carried the basket on his back and continued to move forward with Zeng Xingzhi.

Compared with the back mountain, the fog in Dahei Mountain is heavier. It is daybreak, and the mountain is still filled with fog. Standing on the mountainside and looking down, you can vaguely see the way they came, and then look into the distance. The back mountain blocked the view, and all that came into view were mountains and forests, without the slightest bit of popularity.

After Yao Yan looked at it for a while, he turned around and followed Zeng Xingzhi into the Dahei Mountain Forest.

There are many traces on the outer edge of the Dahei Mountain Forest. Pine branches are the best kindling, but those who come here to collect firewood must come together, and the villagers will not bring them if they are too young, unlike the back mountain. Whatever, after all, the sound of a big bug came out of Daheishan more than ten years ago.

Even though more than ten years have passed, the village head still warns everyone to go together when they go to Daheishan.

"I also heard from my grandma, and I don't know if there are any big bugs in this mountain."

Not long after they entered the mountain, they found low herbs again. At this time, Yao Yan followed Zeng Xingzhi to dig the herbs while talking about the voice in Dahei Mountain.

Listening to his slightly soft voice, Zeng Xingzhi replied, "Whether you have it or not, you have to remember the words of the village chief, don't come to Daheishan alone."

"I don't come here very often." Yao Yan's face turned red, "I came here with my mother when I was half a child. Later, I didn't do any work at home, so I didn't come here much."

Not to mention the Great Black Mountain, even the original owner of the back mountain has never been there.

The original owner didn't want to go because he didn't know how to hunt or chop firewood.

Zeng Xingzhi tilted his head, not wanting to chuckle when he saw Yao Yan's face. When Yao Yan looked up at him blankly, Zeng Xingzhi pointed to his muddy hands, "The face is stained."

Yao Yan was about to raise his hand to wipe, but was stopped by Zeng Xingzhi, "Wiping now will only make it more and more dirty."

Thinking of the small river at the foot of the mountain when he came here, Zeng Xingzhi looked at the puzzled Yao Yan, "Let's wash it when we get to the river at the foot of the mountain."

"That's right," Yao Yan nodded, and continued digging herbs.

They gained a lot from their trip to the mountain this time. Both of them had a lot of herbs in their baskets. Yao Yan's basket contained mostly common herbs, while Zeng Xingzhi's basket contained relatively rare herbs.

When encountering that rare herb, Yao Yan did not dare to do it himself, fearing that he would accidentally dig it up, so at this time, Zeng Xing was the best.

"Dahei didn't make a sound," Yao Yan worried about Dahei after leaving the forest.

Hearing the words, Zeng Xingzhi took out a finger-long bamboo flute from the outside of the back basket, put it on his thin lips and blew it lightly. After a while, Yao Yan heard Dahei's familiar breath coming from behind him.

Dahei arrogantly held a fat rabbit in his mouth and placed it at Yao Yan's feet. Before Yao Yan reached out to touch its big head, Dahei jumped into the forest again.

"Big black?"

Yao Yan was startled, "We're going home, don't go!"

Dahei didn't listen, but not long after he went in, he came out with a beautiful pheasant in its mouth. The pheasant was already dead, with Dahei's teeth marks on its neck.

"How on earth did you bite?"

Looking at the neck of the pheasant, which was broken but not bleeding, Yao Yan patted Dahei's head, put the pheasant and rabbit into his back basket, and when he was about to carry it, Zeng Xingzhi took a step ahead .

"You carry mine," Zeng Xingzhi didn't explain too much, put Yao Yan's basket on his back and walked forward.

Yao Yan pursed his lips and smiled, which son would be so considerate of the servants around him?

But he wasn't too polite.

At the foot of the mountain, Yao Yan was already sweating profusely.

Zeng Xingzhi shook his head when he saw his cheeks were flushed, he was so tired that he was panting, and he didn't show any sweat, "Your physical strength is too weak."

Yao Yan, who had just washed his hands in the water, was unhappy when he heard this. He straightened his neck and said, "Young master, it's easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down. I don't often walk on hillsides, so I will naturally be embarrassed."

Seeing his dirty little face talking to himself, Zeng Xingzhi didn't argue with him, "You're right, wash off your painted face first."

Looking at his muddy face on the water, Yao Yan's face turned even redder, but he was thick-skinned and could stand it. After quickly washing his face with water, he sat by the side of the boulder and looked at the river.

This river is not big and the water is shallow, but because there are no people in the mountains, few people explore the river, but you can see many small fish the size of a thumb swimming in the river.

"Young master, let's eat fish tonight."

What they ate at noon was the pancakes baked in the morning, with the bamboo tubes and water plants they brought.

Looking at those little fish cubs, Yao Yan wanted to eat boiled fish.

Zeng Xingzhi glanced at the small fish in the river, "This fish is not as big as the one that Aunt Wu gave me that day, can I eat it?"

It was the first time that Yao Yan felt that Zeng Xingzhi was an idiot. He held back a smile and turned his head to look at Zeng Xingzhi, "Of course I don't eat this kind of small fish. I'll go to Uncle Zhang's house and ask how the fish in his small fish pond look. How is it?"

Uncle Zhang is good at raising livestock.

It was only then that Zeng Xingzhi realized that he would be wrong. Seeing Yao Yan's snickering appearance, he didn't feel embarrassed, but nodded, "There must be some, buy three, and give one to Grandma Yao and the others to make soup." That's good too."

"Then I will thank you son on behalf of grandma and mother." Yao Yan stood up and saluted Zeng Xingzhi decently.

After returning to the yard, Yao Yan went to the pool to wash his hands and face again. Zeng Xingzhi gave him the money bag. Yao Yan looked at the low-weight money bag in his hand in surprise, "My lord, buy some fish. Up to a hundred words."

"Is it impossible for me to eat fish every day?" Zeng Xingzhi said helplessly, "Tomorrow I still want to drink the sauerkraut and old duck soup you mentioned."

This means that the low money is the purchase money?

Yao Yan immediately patted himself on the chest, "Young master, don't worry! I will definitely feed you to make you fat!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zeng Xingzhi's reaction, he ran back to his room, took out a hundred cash from the purse, put the purse under the pillow, and hurried out the door. Dahei also followed.

Zeng Xingzhi stood there for a long time before regaining his senses, looked down at the basket that Yao Yan had put down by the pool, and said softly, "White and fat?"

He touched his waist subconsciously. There was no flesh at all. Fortunately, he was not fat.

Yao Yan came to the gate of Uncle Zhang's courtyard with moderate steps. He cleared his throat, "Is Uncle Zhang there?"

"here I am!"

Zhang Shuben was chopping firewood in the backyard. He didn't want to hear someone calling him, so he put down his ax and listened carefully. After hearing Yao Yan's voice, he threw the ax aside and walked quickly to open the courtyard door. Listen, have you waited long?"

"Where is Uncle Zhang?" Yao Yan looked at Uncle Zhang's big man, and looked at himself with loving eyes at this moment, with a slight strange feeling, "I'm here to buy fish, Uncle Zhang, you are a poultry farmer. Master, if you want to eat fish, I will think of you first."

Uncle Zhang was originally worried that something happened to Yao Yan's family, but he was secretly relieved when he heard the words. He smiled when he saw the serious face, "Coincidentally, I just fished out a few of them yesterday. After looking at the size, it’s okay to have more than two catties, but since Dr. Zeng eats it, if you want to buy it, you can just pick it up.”

"Uncle Zhang, do you want me to be scolded by the young master?"

"What kind of talk is this! It's just a few fish, so what if I give it to Dr. Zeng?"

"Then send it yourself. I'm going to buy it today. Don't want me to go back and scold you."

The two were talking while walking towards the small fish pond. Uncle Zhang liked him very much when he saw that he was eloquent but without thorns.

The small fish pond of Uncle Zhang's house is not far below his yard. Yao Yan asked Uncle Zhang to catch three fat carps for him. They were all quite big, two weighed more than two catties, and one weighed three catties.

"Uncle Zhang, look at your fish, it's amazing," Yao Yan gave Uncle Zhang a thumbs up, "Take it to sell in the town, and it costs twenty yuan for one."

At this time, things are rarely sold by the catty, and the bids are all based on size.

"Praise." Uncle Zhang was also happy to see that he was sincerely praising him, but his black face did not show. For heavy things, it’s only thirty yuan, how can it be worth twenty yuan.”

In fact, Yao Yan didn't know the price, and what he said just now was mostly deceiving Uncle Zhang. After getting the price he wanted, Yao Yan quickly counted out 35 Wen to Uncle Zhang.

"Why is there five extra coins?"

Uncle Zhang, who couldn't refuse, looked at the extra five cents, and looked at Yao Yan suspiciously.

Yao Yan pointed to the biggest fish, "This fish is much bigger than the other two, so it is worth five cents more. Uncle Zhang, I have to go back. The young master is still waiting to eat the fish."

"Success, let's go back," Uncle Zhang didn't say much anymore, and after watching Yao Yan leave, he looked at the 35 Wen in his hand and smiled.

"Brother Zhang, look at your smile, don't you have good news?" Second Uncle Hu happened to come back from the field, passed by the gate of Uncle Zhang's courtyard, saw Uncle Zhang's smile, and laughed loudly.

The smile on Uncle Zhang's face disappeared without a trace. He glanced at Second Uncle Hu who was joking, and pinched the money, "Is your eldest son's marriage settled?"

"It's settled," Second Uncle Hu was even happier when he heard this, "The date is still being discussed, and when the discussion is over, I will definitely invite Brother Zhang to have a wedding wine."

Uncle Zhang nodded, turned around and entered the courtyard gate.

The yard of Uncle Hu’s house is right next to Uncle Zhang, just a few steps away. Hu Sanniang was collecting clothes in the yard. When she saw him come back, she asked casually, “Who are you talking to?”

"Of course it's Brother Zhang. I saw Yao Yan leaving with the fish. I think he was buying fish." Second Uncle Hu put down his hoe.

"Buy fish?" Hu Sanniang thought for a while, glanced at her eldest son who was working, and said to Uncle Hu in a low voice, "I think the fish for the boss's table is bought from Brother Zhang, and it doesn't make sense to buy it elsewhere."

"Success," Ershu Hu nodded with a smile.

On the other hand, Yao Yan carried the fish back to the yard first. Zeng Xingzhi was processing the herbs. Hearing the sound, he looked up at the fish in Yao Yan's hand, "It's quite big."

Yao Yan nodded, and walked towards the pool while turning back, "Uncle Zhang doesn't know how to raise it, so he will have to secretly teach him in the future."

Zeng Xingzhi shook his head amusedly.

One of them handles the fish, the other handles the herbs, neither disturbs the other, but Zeng Xingzhi's heart is filled to the brim.

After handling the three fish, Yao Yan saw that it was still dark, and asked Zeng Xingzhi if he was hungry. Zeng Xingzhi was not very hungry, so Yao Yan said with a smile, "Then I'll go home and nurse them to cook the fish. Alright, I'll be back in a quarter of an hour at the most, this fish cooks very quickly."

Seeing his cautious appearance, Zeng Xingzhi felt uncomfortable, "It's a trivial matter, let's mention the rabbit too, let's eat chicken."

Shall we eat chicken?

Yao Yanqing coughed, "Rabbit Dahei likes it, but this rabbit is fat, so I can just cut it in half."

As he spoke, he felt sorry for Dahei, so he rubbed Dahei's head vigorously, "I'll cook something delicious for you tomorrow."

Dahei shook his head and tail, and followed Yao Yan who had packed up to Yao's house.

Grandma Yao is at home, but Mother Yao is not.

"I went to Dayan Village for a drink. I went there in the afternoon. I guess I'll be home soon." Grandma Yao saw Yao Yan coming with a basket, and couldn't help being curious, "What did you bring?"

Yao Yan opened the cloth, revealing the half rabbit inside and the sliced ​​fish in the big wooden plate, "This rabbit was caught by Dahei, and this fish was sent by me."

"Ouch!" Grandma Yao hurriedly put the bra back, and pushed Yao Yan out, "How dare you take such a cheap thing home! Send it back to Dr. Zeng!"

Yao Yan was helpless, "Grandma, you don't know what kind of person the young master is? Let's keep this love in our hearts, and I will do my best to take care of him. You, put your heart in your stomach, don't worry about anything else."

After speaking, regardless of Grandma Yao's dissuasion, she went directly into the kitchen, "I have to hurry up, I have to go back and cook for the young master after I'm done."

"Then you go back and do it now," Grandma Yao could only say in desperation.

"It's okay, it doesn't take much effort," Yao Yan quickly took out the sauerkraut and started making pickled fish.

"Why are you so stubborn?" Grandma Yao went to light the fire cursing, "I don't know who you look like."

When Yao's mother was rushing home, Yao Yan happened to pass through the small bamboo forest, and the two bumped into each other, "Mom!"

He screamed with sparkling eyes.

Yao's mother was called limply, "Hey! Did you go home?"

"Well, go back and have a look," Yao Yan rolled his eyes, and didn't say anything about delivering things or cooking, "My grandma is waiting for you at home, so don't worry, you should go back soon."

After speaking, Yao Yan took Dahei back to Zeng's yard.

"Childishness," Yao's mother looked at this scene with a smile, and when she returned home, she listened to what Grandma Yao said, looked at the fragrant pickled fish, and half of the fat rabbit hanging above the stove door, and gritted her teeth Cursed, "This little bastard! Doctor Zeng just let him continue? It's really getting better and better!"

Grandma Yao was now in balance, "Come on, this meal is ready, let's eat it while it's hot. I don't know when this kid will be able to cook, it's quite delicious."

Yao's mother was taken aback, and after thinking for a moment, she shook her head and said, "That greedy mouth must have made him feel dissatisfied with what others did, so he should do it himself."

The sauerkraut fish eaten here, Zeng Xingzhi ate spicy fish with pepper.

"This Zanthoxylum bungeanum is strong enough," Yao Yan said, taking a sip of the fruit wine and shaking his head.

Zeng Xingzhi nodded, and kept chopsticks. Yao Yan had already seen that he was a heavy taster. Now seeing his very indifferent appearance, his eyes wandered, "Master, Uncle Zhang's fire dishes must be delicious, let's buy some back tomorrow Shall I make a pheasant?"

The fire dish is chili.

Spicy chicken is better than this.

"it is good."

Zeng Xingzhi nodded.

So the next day, Yao Yan came to Uncle Zhang's house again. Uncle Zhang hadn't gone out to work yet, and when he saw him coming, he thought there was something wrong with the fish. When he learned that he came to buy fire vegetables, he smiled and took him to the backyard.

"There are not many seeds of this hot vegetable, but I like spicy food, so I bought it from another place and planted it."

This dynasty had corn and hot dishes similar to chili, which made Yao Yan full of food.

"I want a less spicy one." Yao Yan found out that the growth of the left and right sides of the fire vegetables in this field is different, and there are also differences in size and color.

"That's over here," Uncle Zhang pointed to the bigger side, "I can eat three bowls of rice by frying one."

That's really hot.

Yao Yan picked ten of them.

Uncle Zhang insisted on not taking any money, "The chicken, duck and fish are justified, how can I still ask you for money for this fire dish?"

"Oh, I really want to buy duck!" Caring about the spicy chicken, and the old duck soup! "Uncle Zhang, I want a fat duck!"

Uncle Zhang had no choice but to give a thumbs up to Zeng Xingzhi's food. Dr. Zeng ate fish or chicken all day long. Now he wants to eat duck. No wonder so many people in the village are staring at Dr. Zeng. This condition is not ordinary farmers Comparable.

Yao Yan, who carried the big fat duck back to the yard, saw the village chief and his wife sitting at the stone table, and Zeng Xingzhi was feeling the pulse of the village chief's wife.

Yao Yan greeted the village chief and his wife, then locked the duck in the cage that Yao's mother brought over, and went to the kitchen to slaughter the pheasant that was packed yesterday.

Hearing the movement from the kitchen, the village head was slightly surprised.

And here Zeng Xingzhi also withdrew his hands, looked at the village chief and his wife and coughed, "Congratulations, village chief."

The village chief looked confused, "Congratulations? What does Doctor Zeng mean by that?"

For nearly half a month, his wife had a poor appetite, and she even retched all the time. The family was worried, and the village chief hurriedly brought his wife over after delivering the plums.

The village chief's wife had already felt it, but she felt that she was older and the possibility was relatively small. At this time, she was shocked and ashamed when she heard Zeng Xingzhi's words.

"Adding someone to the family is naturally a happy event," Zeng Xingzhi's words made the village chief jump up suddenly, his appearance was very funny, and the face of the village chief's wife was so red that it couldn't be redder.

The village head's wife is five years younger than the village head, and she is also a childhood sweetheart. She has a very good relationship. After walking back and forth for a few times, the village head calmed down and bowed to Zeng Xingzhi, "Dr. Zeng, my wife has... Pregnant, but..."

It's probably because my wife is not young anymore, and if they are all pregnant with their grandchildren, will there be any danger?

It is said that he is holding a grandson, but in fact the village head's wife is only in her 30s.

"The village chief's wife is in good health and is fine," said Zeng Zhi, who has seen too many such situations in his practice for so long. Looking at the worried faces of the two, he said with relief, "I have treated 45 people who still have news. , as long as you give birth well, it will go smoothly."

The village head and the village head's wife were startled, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

After they left, Yao Yan had already cut the chili into cubes and the pheasant into small pieces and marinated it. Seeing that it was still early in the afternoon, he washed his hands and went to find the herbs drying in the yard.

Zeng Xingzhi picked up the medical book and read it at the door of the main room. Seeing that the sun was getting higher and higher, Yao Yan reminded, "My lord, don't read under the light when the sun is too high. It's not good for your eyes."

Zeng Xingzhi put down the medical book and looked over, "Where did you learn about it?"

He was not angry, but curious.

"This is an old saying," Yao Yan chuckled. Dahei also thought the sun was too big, so he went directly into the main room and lay down. Seeing this, Yao Yan went to clean up the half rabbit. It was too hot for a dog to come here. Not willing to eat grilled.

Dahei: I would.

So Yao Yan is going to make white cut rabbits. Compared with human food, Yao Yan only added a little salt, and the focus is on removing the fishy smell. When he puts it in Dahei's exclusive wooden basin, Dahei screams after eating.

Looks very happy.

Zeng Xingzhi looked over, "What is this way of eating?"

"The reprint of Bai Zhan Chicken, Bai Zhan Rabbit."

After thinking about it, Yao Yan said.

"What is a white chopped chicken?"

Zeng Xingzhi asked again.

Yao Yan rubbed his chin, "It's not right to say it, why not eat it, or eat white fried chicken tomorrow? Let's order the old duck soup tonight."

"Okay," Zeng Xingzhi entered the medicine house contentedly.

As Uncle Zhang said, the spiciness is very good. Yao Yan cut two, and he choked when he fried it. When he ate it, he almost ate half a bowl of rice with his chopsticks, and his tongue was so hot that he gasped.

Even Zeng Xingzhi thought it was too spicy, but he enjoyed it very much, "Not bad."

Fortunately, he fried two vegetarian dishes. Yao Yan watched Zeng Xingzhi who was attacking the spicy chicken while eating, "Master, you can't eat too much of this spicy food."

Zeng Xingzhi is a doctor, so he naturally understands it. After thinking about it, he replied, "Twice a month."

Yao Yan agreed.

It seems that he really likes to eat heavy flavors.

The news that the village head's wife is pregnant has not been spread, and the village head is not embarrassed to say it. After all, he is so old. I don't want my aunt Zhao to come and find out that she is pregnant. Uncle Zhao is not a reserved person. Helping Aunt Zhao all the way home.

When being teased by others, Uncle Zhao straightened his back and said with a smile, "After all, you are always good, so you can't be careful!"

This old-fashioned trick seems to be used incorrectly. Uncle Zhao and his wife have three children, and Uncle Zhao followed what others said, regardless of whether it fits or not.

So the news of Aunt Zhao's pregnancy spread immediately. Not only did the people in Lizi Village know about it, but even the nearby villages heard about it. While everyone was making fun of her, they also began to worry that something might happen to her at such a young age.

The village head and the village head's wife were relieved by the news, and finally they were not rushing ahead.

The autumn harvest came, and Yao Yan specially took two days off to go back and help harvest the crops.

The land under Zeng Xingzhi's name also had to be collected, but he hired someone to collect it. Although he didn't have to go to the field to collect it himself, he still had to turn it in the sun when he received it at home, and he was busy.

"...I said so much, did you hear me?"

Yao's mother looked at Yao Yan who was working hard beside her, as if she didn't hear what she just said.

"I heard it, I heard it," Yao Yan couldn't laugh or cry, "Isn't this busy? And didn't grandma say it? It's been a big day these days, so I have to dry and collect the food quickly, otherwise I'm afraid it will be a big disaster in a few days." It's raining heavily, we have to hurry, right?"

Yao's mother naturally knew, seeing Yao Yan finished speaking and continuing to work, in the end she put the nagging aside and got busy.

Yao Yan went home to help, so naturally he lived and ate at Yao's house. Since he was busy harvesting crops, Grandma Yao cooked at home.

For the past two days, Yao Yan slept with his pillow on his head, and got up and went to the ground before dawn the next day.

Zeng Xingzhi, who did not have Yao Yan to cook at home, had a miserable life. He looked at the rice that was soggy, ate the meat sauce that Yao Yan made when he left, and looked at the grain drying in the yard, and sighed. tone.

Dahei was not at home, and followed Yao Yan to Yao's house.

Zeng Xingzhi lost his appetite and stared at the gate of the courtyard in a daze.

In just a few months, Yao Yan has completely entered his life.

I want to eat spicy chicken, I want to eat boiled fish, I want to eat pepper rabbit and... I want to think about that white and tender little guy.

"You and I don't have enough milk? Give it to Dr. Zeng. He rarely eats this kind of mountain mushroom." Yao Yan was lucky. Today was the last day of grain collection. On the way back, suddenly There was a delicious smell, even if it was fleeting, Yao Yan still smelled it.

As soon as he casually told Dahei, Dahei took him to the side of the small mountain forest, and found a large group of mountain mushrooms under the cypress tree.

This stuff looks like modern chicken fir fungus, and from the memory of the original owner, it is a delicacy that comes out of this season, so Yao Yan happily picked it up and took it home.

"Let's do it," Yao Yan also knew that Yao's mother was a good picker of mountain mushrooms, so he was naturally not polite, thinking that he hadn't been to Zeng Xingzhi's place in the past two days, and he didn't know if the other party had eaten well, so he didn't stay at home After eating, he brought Dahei back to Zeng's house with a basket full of mountain mushrooms.

Zeng Xingzhi saw Yao Yan at the gate of the courtyard when Yao Yan was picking mushrooms and returning home, but the courtyard door was half-closed, and he was standing inside again, and Yao Yan, who was so happy, didn't notice it.

Zeng Xingzhi, who originally thought that Yao Yan would come back, was waiting to open the door for him. He didn't want Yao Yan to look at the courtyard door, and went straight into the small bamboo forest.

Zeng Xingzhi: ...

I feel bad.

So when he really saw Yao Yan coming back, Zeng Xingzhi stared at Dahei who was circling around him, and said in a low voice, "You still know how to come back? Have you forgotten me?"

With the last words, Zeng Xingzhi glanced at Yao Yan.

But Yao Yan was sitting on a bamboo stool, washing mountain mushrooms by the pool, "Young master, these mountain mushrooms are delicious. Make soup to drink at night. I'm sure you'll still want to drink after a bowl."

"Oh," Zeng Xingzhi pursed his lips, then stared at him again, "Did you really forget me?"

Big black:? ? ?

"My lord, I don't have much food tonight. How about scrambled eggs, cooking mushroom soup, and serving it with meat sauce? I'll make something delicious for you tomorrow."

Zeng Xingzhi didn't speak.

Yao Yan looked back at him, and said with a light smile, "I haven't been back for two days, and I have wronged you, my lord."

These words made Zeng Xingzhi feel comfortable, and he knew he was thinking about himself, it seemed that he hadn't forgotten.

"No problem."

Yao Yan understood that his awkwardness was over, so he picked out a few interesting things that happened at home in the past two days and told Zeng Xingzhi. Zeng Xingzhi sat at the stone table and listened, looking at his back and suddenly said.

"The meat sauce is gone."

He's finished.

Yao Yan wasn't surprised either, he only made two days' worth of it, and occasionally he wanted to let someone know how important he was, didn't he?

"It's okay, there are a lot of mountain mushrooms, we have enough to eat."

The mountain mushroom soup is indeed extremely delicious. Yao Yanguang feels full after eating the mountain mushroom soup, and Zeng Xingzhi also drank several bowls.

"Very good," Zeng couldn't help but look at Yao Yan who was smiling and drinking soup in front of him, and Da Hei who was dozing off at his feet, and seeing the beautiful moonlight.

"My lord likes it, Dahei and I will look for it tomorrow," Yao Yan raised his head and said with a smile.

Zeng Xingzhi nodded, "I'll go and have a look too."

Yo, how much do you love mountain mushrooms?

Yao Yan lowered his head and smiled.

At night, Zeng Xingzhi had another dream. In the dream, Yao Yan turned into a mountain mushroom and stood chubby in front of him, "Master, do you think I'm delicious?"

Zeng Xingzhi felt that the mountain mushroom was very disgusting, so he grabbed it and ate it over and over again.

Refreshing and delicious.

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