[Crossing] The swordsmith of the god of immortality

"Silly boy, how can you promise them to hand over fifteen catties of flame stones?" Mother Jiang asked anxiously after leaving the owner's house.Jiang's father worked so hard every month to dig out thirteen or four catties of flame stones. With Su Shaobai's small body, it was still a question of whether he could dig up that much. The two people just now were probably brothers, and it was obvious that they relied on the two of them. Only when we can go to the mine together can we dare to pay the monthly rent of [-] catties of flame stones.

"It's okay, I'll go to the mine tomorrow to have a look. If it doesn't work, we'll think of other ways." Su Shaobai said so, but he didn't know what to do.He and Jiang's mother still had four pearl coins and hundreds of copper coins in their hands. If they couldn't do it, they left this place to find another place to settle down to make a living.

Jiang's mother opened her mouth, but she still didn't speak again.In the situation just now, it seems that it is really impossible not to agree.Forget it, let's see if I can take on more of my female celebrity jobs.

The two of them didn't talk anymore on the road, both of them were preoccupied.

It was dinner time, and the smoke was rising from every household. Jiang Moyu sat on the stone at the gate, resting his chin in his hands, and looked eagerly at the road.The last rays of the setting sun fell on her body, dragging the shadow extremely long, making her look extremely bleak.

Seeing their figures, the little girl immediately jumped up, ran over happily, and walked home happily holding the hands of the two.Holding her daughter's hand, Jiang's mother forced a smile.

After entering the house and starting to prepare dinner, Jiang's mother stood in the outer room for a while, then pulled herself together and went to the eaves to pick off a piece of bacon, and cut off a third of it cruelly.In the past, only Jiang's father would cook meat when he came home.Now that Su Shaobai is the pillar of the family, he must be allowed to eat well.

Su Shaobai was actively helping to wash the rice, when he saw Jiang's mother walking in with a piece of bacon, she wiped tears while cutting.Then I knew that this must be prepared for Father Jiang.

He hesitated and said, "Auntie, why don't you eat this meat?"

"Didn't you say that you will recognize me as your aunt from today?" Mother Jiang glared at him, "You are so thin, and you have to go to the mine tomorrow, how can you not make up?" Looking at the rice that Su Shaobai was washing, she He went to the top of the cabinet and took down the small jar with black glaze, dug out half a bowl of rice, and poured it into the basin for him to wash together.Go out yourself and hang up the rest of the bacon.Su Shaobai bit his lip and did not make another sound. The color should be brown rice, and judging from the size of the jar, we can tell that rice in this world is much more expensive than grain.

Jiang Moyu stood by the stove, staring at the piece of bacon on the cutting board, biting his finger with greed.But she is very obedient, and she has not cried since she was hungry and waited until now.Mother Jiang was about to step over the threshold with a handful of dried vegetables, when suddenly her eyes went dark, and she hurriedly held on to the door frame next to her.The two young ones hurried over to help her, Su Shaobai looked at her pale face and asked worriedly, "Aunt... Aunt, are you okay?"

Jiang's mother waved her hand and stood there without moving. It seemed that she had low blood pressure.

"Auntie, you rest, I'll make dinner today." These things are enough for Jiang's mother today, if nothing else, he can still help with cooking.Looking at the ingredients in front of her, she should be cooking fried bacon with dried vegetables.Su Shaobai suddenly remembered something he used to eat in his previous life, claypot rice.Not only is it easy to make, but it is also very delicious.

"You?" Jiang's mother felt a little better, looking at the people around her who were eager to try, and remembered the vegetable porridge he cooked in the morning, it tasted really good. "You really can?"

"I can't guarantee the appearance, but it will be fine if you are familiar with it! You can guide it by the side." Su Shaobai patted his chest loudly, but he didn't dare to speak too much. After all, in his previous life, he used electric rice Pot made.

"Okay, I'll give it to you to try today." Mother Jiang took off her apron and tied it up for Su Shaobai herself, and sat on the bench next to her with her arms around Jiang Moyu.If something goes wrong, she can also rush to the rescue.

After soaking the dried vegetables in a basin, he took the piece of bacon and started slicing it.Jiang's kitchen knives are big and heavy, and it takes a lot of effort to hold them in hand.At the beginning, he couldn't grasp the strength well, trembling several times, and almost cut his index finger.Seeing that Jiang's mother wanted to stand up and help.Fortunately, it was stable later.

Knife skills are obviously what he has the most confidence in. In the future, if he has spare money, the first thing to do is to replace the kitchen knife!Su Shaobai swore secretly in his heart.

Perhaps because of the different production methods, he always felt that the piece of bacon in his hand was particularly rich in fat, and it was much smoother to pinch than the one he bought in the supermarket in his previous life.For the particularly fatty part, he cuts it into small pieces separately and prepares it for frying.

After heating the pan, he threw the fat meat that had been cut into small pieces. It was a bit difficult for him to use the big pot on the stove. Fortunately, the handle of the frying spoon was long enough to fry the fat meat into burnt yellow oil residue Just fish it out and put it in a bowl next to the stove.The decent chef casually threw the remaining bacon into the oil pan, fried it until it smelled slightly fragrant, and put it on the prepared plate.

Su Shaobai handed the rough porcelain bowl containing oil residue to Jiang Moyu who was in Mother Jiang's arms, "Wait until it gets colder before eating." The little girl took it happily and nodded vigorously.

Then, he poured the washed rice directly into the pot with remaining oil, added the water for stewing the rice according to Jiang's mother's instructions, and subtracted another spoonful.Cover the pot and start to use the soy sauce, sugar, vinegar, and salt found by the stove to prepare the soy sauce.

Jiang Moyu happily ate the oil residue with a bowl in his hand, ate a piece by himself, and then passed a piece to Jiang's mother's mouth.Seeing that Su Shaobai was free, he ran over and stuffed a piece into his mouth as well.The burnt oil residue has a salty taste, which makes people want to cry.When he was a child, his grandmother made the oil residue stuffed for him, and it seemed to be the same taste.

When the rice began to absorb the soup, Su Shaobai opened the lid of the pot, first spread the bacon on the rice, then spread the drained dried vegetables on the top layer as evenly as possible, and finally poured the bowl of soy sauce that he had just prepared on the bottom layer in circles above, and re-cover the pot.

After a while, the aroma from the pot filled the whole outhouse, and Jiang's mother looked at him in surprise, it seemed to be simpler than cooking.It smells more alluring.

In fact, there is no need to stand here and wait at all, the main reason is that Su Shaobai is doing it for the first time, so don't worry, he would rather watch the pot here.Jiang Moyu put the remaining half bowl of oil residue into the cupboard with his feet, and stood beside the stove with him, looking at the lid of the pot expectantly.

Jiang's mother is very familiar with the use of fire in the stove, and the timing is very accurate.The final product sold out of the pot is even better than what he used to do with the rice cooker.The oil and soy sauce are all soaked in the rice evenly, and the grains are shiny and clear. It is also served with delicious bacon and dried vegetables, and the taste is unexpectedly good.Seeing Jiang Moyu eating without raising his head while holding the bowl, Su Shaobai felt a great sense of accomplishment.Thanks to the boss for allowing him to work in the kitchen for the past two months. Being able to feed himself is indeed the most important survival skill.Mother Jiang looked at him with a smile. This child must have been sent by God to help her.

After breakfast the next day, his genius was bright, and Jiang's mother handed him a small package containing dry food and sent him to the east of the village.Every morning, there are arranged crane carts to go to the mine on the North Peak, and then bring the miners back to Taipingzhuang.Su Shaobai was actually quite surprised, isn't this just a shuttle bus?

In the line waiting to set off, the two big men from yesterday were impressively in line.It seems that they were eventually arranged to live here.Jiang's mother looked at the two worriedly, and dragged him to go back, but Su Shaobai refused.If they are in the same place, they will meet sooner or later, not to mention it will be watched by everyone, he believes that the two who are also newbies will not dare to do anything to him.

Today the team leader is an acquaintance Su Shaobai has met, Du Wen.

"Boy, are you going today?" Du Wen, who was taking stock of the staff, asked casually.After passing Lingyuan's test, the name is added to the list of miners.It's just that Du Wen didn't expect that the child would rush into the mine today.

Su Shaobai nodded, unwilling to get involved with Du Wen.Because of the housekeeper and the fat woman, he doesn't like the people in Taipingzhuang now.

The crane cart is a magic weapon given by the fairy master of Fulu Mountain, and it is specially used to pass between the villages and the fixed mines.From the outside, it looks like a huge wooden crane with distinct claws and vivid carvings, kneeling on the ground at the moment.It carried a flat and long carriage on its back, similar to a reduced train carriage, with windows on both sides.When I went in, I found that there were six rows of wooden chairs, and each row was more than enough to accommodate three big men. There were only 12 people in their group, so they sat very loosely.

"Boy, come and sit with me." Du Wen called Su Shaobai who wanted to hide in the back to the first row.Su Shaobai scratched his head, Du Wen was the leader of this group, it was not good to slap his face in public, so he had to walk over.

Seeing that everyone had already sat down, Du Wen pushed the blue stone in his hand into the groove beside him. The crane trembled and rose quite a bit, as if it had stood up. A ball of white light slowly flew up into the sky.

Shit, it's not a shuttle bus, it's a flight!Tall!Su Shaobai lay on the window, looking down while sighing.Outside the window, there are criss-crossed fields, clear water and deep water, and the rural style is beautiful and pleasant. Mama Jiang and the others standing at the entrance of the village slowly turned into black spots the size of fingers and disappeared.

"Then you know the rules of entering the mine?" Du Wen patted the child who was holding the window and asked in a low voice. He didn't know why, but he felt a little worried about the child.Probably because he looks similar to his own son?

Su Shaobai shook his head suspiciously.

"Uncle Calling, I'll explain it to you." Du Wen stroked his short beard, and a smug smile appeared on his slightly dark face.

"Uncle ~" just call it, and there will be no loss of meat.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Su Shaobai broke out in a cold sweat, the cry of uncle was too worthwhile.Regarding Yanshi, Jiang's mother's knowledge is as superficial as that of a preschooler compared to Du Wen's.

First of all, Yanshi has a strict classification of grades, and the prices of different grades vary greatly.According to the color of the appearance, Yanshi is divided into eight grades: white, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple. The white grade is the worst, and the purple grade is the best.It is said that there is a higher grade above the purple grade. Du Wen vaguely heard the owner mention it, which seems to be called the god grade.What the specific divine product looks like, let alone him, I am afraid the owner has never seen it.

Each grade of Yanshi is divided into upper, middle and lower grades according to its fineness.The ten catties of flaming stones that miners count as rent every month are calculated based on low-grade flaming stones of white grade.If the flame stones are of a higher grade, the weight will naturally be reduced.Taipingzhuang's exchange standard is usually ten catties of low-grade white goods for five catties of medium-grade white goods, and one catty of high-quality white goods.Ten catties of high-grade white products are exchanged for one catty of low-grade red products.That is to say, one hundred catties of inferior white products are exchanged for one catty of inferior red products.

Bai Pin, Su Shaobai listened carefully, and remembered that the stone in Jiang's yard should be Bai Pin, but he didn't know what grade it was.

The grade of the flame stone can basically be judged by the color of the appearance, but the grade needs to be evaluated by the stone inspection at the entrance of the mine or by the swordsmith using spiritual power.

"Swordsmith?" Su Shaobai's peach-blossom eyes widened, and his black pupils were shining.Swordsman?The name seems to be... the blacksmith from the previous life?

"When you see them, call them Immortal Lord. You don't know the swordsmith?" Du Wen looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't know who the current king was.Of course, if you ask who is the ruler of the dynasty, Su Shaobai really still doesn't know.

"Uh, I fell down the mountain before, and I don't even remember my name, so my family sent me to my aunt's house to recuperate for a while." Du Wen obviously knows a lot more than Jiang's mother, and he needs Du Wen to help him explain it in as much detail as possible. To explain, I had to move out the amnesia stalk again.

"Ah! That's too pitiful." Du Wen probably regarded him as a child who was rejected by the family because of his injury, and there was more sympathy in his eyes.With Su Shaobai's appearance, no one would believe that he came from an ordinary family.

The place where they are located is called the Eastern Emperor's Continent.The entire continent is divided into three countries, Lan Qi, Fang Le, and Gu Yue. Fulu Mountain actually belongs to the territory of Gu Yue.

Here, the ones with the highest status are not the rulers of the Three Kingdoms, but those elders who cultivate immortality.They are all graceful and graceful, with outstanding celestial arts, they can take people's lives with just a move of a finger, and they can call wind and rain with a single gesture, and they have a long life span, and they are not old for a hundred years.It is the most admired object of the people of this continent.However, cultivating immortals has to cut off the fate of the world, so they are usually born aloof, and rarely show their faces in front of ordinary people.

Only those with spiritual roots can cultivate immortals.Children from the Eastern Emperor's Continent can be sent to the mountain gates of the major cultivating schools to test their spiritual roots when they reach the age of ten. If they are selected, it will not only be a great honor for the family, but also they will rise to the top and become the only object that the family can look up to.Some families, with a continuous bloodline, have immortal elders appearing for several generations, so they will naturally become an unstoppable family in the world.It is said that people with spiritual roots are most easily distinguished by their comfortable appearance and handsome appearance.

Speaking of this, Su Shaobai finally understood why Du Wen asked him yesterday if he had tested his spiritual roots, including the fat woman, who also asked him if he was a fairy elder, because of his face?