Through the otherworldly peerless

Outside the city of Baicheng, a carriage brought a group of people and horses, rolling sand towards the direction of Baicheng. Because few people and horses passed by on the roads of Baicheng, the roads were covered with grass. Compared with half a year ago, this land was unparalleled. At that time, it had already changed its appearance.

In the carriage, Master Zhu's voice also came: "Old Ma, where are we?"

The old horse driving the carriage replied: "Master, we will arrive soon, and we can already see the farm."

"is it?"

Mr. Zhu lifted the curtain of the car and looked out. The farms outside the city looked from a distance, and each of them looked half shorter than the road. Not only that, but now the crops were supposed to be in full bloom, but the fields in Baicheng seemed a little Desolate, looking bare, nothing.

"Hmph! This hateful servant! How dare you lie to me that Baicheng is not poor and barren, and look, does it look like there is a good harvest in the field? Old horse, turn around immediately, let's go back to Jincheng!"

But the old horse suddenly pointed to a round wooden frame in the distance and said to Master Zhu: "Look, master, what a big wheel!"

"What wheel?" Mr. Zhu looked in the direction the old horse pointed, wasn't it just a big wheel standing upright?And there are still a lot of them, and the big wheel is still seeping water, "Then, what is that? Old horse, hurry up, go and have a look."

Mr. Zhu has never seen a waterwheel, and the curiosity of the businessman is always great. Mr. Zhu urged the old horse to look at the big wheel that could turn. When he got to the edge of the farmland, he found that the field was not barren, but just new. The bean sprouts that grew did not look abrupt from a distance.

There were people doing farm work in the field, and Boss Zhu even saw a few aliens. He quickly called his entourage for protection, but found that those aliens were surrounded by human races, looking at him and whispering.

"Your Highness is really amazing. He said that there might be businessmen coming here in a short time. I didn't expect someone to come."

"Isn't it? If you see so many followers, he must be a rich old man."

"It's good to come, my lord. His Highness said that Baicheng can only prosper if outsiders come."

"yes……"

Master Zhu's carriage came under the wheels. Originally, Master Zhu didn't want to get out of the carriage. He was still worried about the rumored "man-eating" Baicheng, otherwise he wouldn't have brought so many entourages. Unable to resist curiosity, he lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

Looking at the seeping waterwheel, the water flowed along the deep ditch beside the field, Mr. Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and moved closer to the waterwheel, suddenly felt a cool breath blowing towards his face, the water droplets from the waterwheel It was also an indescribable coolness when it splashed on the face. Master Zhu reached out to hold some water to taste, but was stopped by someone.

"My lord, you can't drink this water!"

The old man Muzheng came over, carrying a rattan pot and a wooden bowl, and stopped Master Zhu's behavior.

Seeing his attire, Mr. Zhu knew that he was an official. No matter how rich a businessman is, the status of a scholar, farmer, businessman, and businessman is also the lowest. Especially if there is a conflict with these high-ranking officials, it will be difficult to do business in the future.

Master Zhu immediately nodded towards Muzheng and said: "My lord, you guys are new here, if there is anything wrong, please don't blame me."

Muzheng waved his hand: "You're welcome, you're welcome, there's nothing wrong with it. Our city lord said that this raw water can't be drunk. If you drink it, you will get sick. If this master is thirsty, I have water here. You can drink it." This, this hygiene."

As Mu Zheng said, he poured out a bowl of water from a jar wrapped in bamboo and rattan, and handed it to Master Zhu.

Master Zhu took it over in a daze, holding it in his hand for a long time without moving, it was Mu who was urging him, so he lowered his head and took a sip, the water got into his mouth, he couldn't help being startled: "Is it hot?"

"Hot water is naturally hot," Mu Zheng smiled, showing the bamboo and rattan pot in his hand, and said proudly, "See this pot? The bamboo and rattan on the outside are covered with this pot. First, it won't burn your hands. Second, It can also keep warm, at least for an hour to ensure that the drinking water will be hot, our city lord said, there are... there are... oh yes, there are parasites in the raw water, you have to boil it to drink it, sir. Remember, in the future, don't drink any more."

Master Zhu nodded, but he was very interested in the bamboo and rattan jar in Muzheng's hand. He pointed to the jar and asked Muzheng: "The method of weaving bamboo and rattan outside the jar is your own idea, the city lord? Can you let me see it? "

"Of course I can." Mu Zheng was very generous, and immediately handed the bamboo and rattan jar in his hand to Master Zhu.

Master Zhu took it over and looked left, right, up and down. The bamboo and rattan weave is fine and smooth, easy to hold in the hand and you don’t have to worry about cutting it off. , can’t make such a delicate thing?”

Unexpectedly, Mu Zheng laughed and said: "Where, I was made up by a little girl, and that girl's hand is so good, not only the bamboo and rattan pot, but also the waterwheel behind you, she also has her share." Credit!"

"Water wheel?" Master Zhu pointed to the big wheel behind him, "Is this called a water wheel?"

Muzheng nodded: "Yes, the water truck, we rely on it to irrigate the fields. It is really a good thing. It saved our fields. This is all thanks to the city lord. The city lord is our savior!"

Master Zhu saw that Mu Zheng left one sentence of the city master and another sentence of the city master, as if in his heart, isn't this city master a god?Master Zhu remembered what You said to him, and just now he was thinking of leaving, but now he is eager to meet the city lord.

He returned the bamboo and rattan jar to Muzheng, thanked him, and turned to leave, but he heard Muzheng say: "Master, if you want to buy this jar, you can go to the handicraft workshop in the west of the city. Besides the bamboo and rattan water bottle, there are other There are so many good things!"

Master Zhu said again, and hurried into the carriage, urging the coachman, Lao Ma, to hurry into the city.

Looking at the carriage going away, Muzheng smacked his lips and said cheerfully: "Girl Ya, you gave me such a good wicker chair, old man, I can't pay you for nothing, don't worry, I will introduce you to any businessmen who come to me in the future." Business, hehe."

Wushuang is busy peeling the wheat right now.

Wheat is unpalatable, because the wheat picka outside does not speak, and the taste cannot come out. At this time, people will not peel the wheat, and the conditions are limited. Utensils, after much deliberation, can only use the old method.

The outer skin of the wheat that has been exposed to the hot sun for several days has become very brittle. After being pounded in a stone mortar, the skin begins to peel off. After being sieved into the air vent, the wheat skin and wheat are naturally separated.

However, Wushuang's stone mortar is not the size of a bowl. He asked Ding Wei to make a big rolling stone with a hole in the middle, and then spread the wheat on the flat stone surface. After rolling the stone with a donkey, he brought it to the big wooden fan. Then one door, the wheat husks floated out one after another, and the wheat fell into the bamboo sieve one by one, making a rustling sound.

The peeled wheat was wiped into noodles, and Wushuang decided to cook himself, making a bowl of longevity noodles for You Jiuchao.

"Since you don't think it's your birthday, every day from now on will be your birthday."

You Jiubai was born under Jiuyou, the sea of ​​Xuanming, where there is no day and night, and the sky is always dark. For the ghost clan, time is not important at all, survival is the most important thing, so no one will remember the so-called Birthday, not to mention, for them, life is death, the fear experienced on the day of birth, it is best not to think about it again in this life, how can there be any birthday?

But Wushuang wanted to do it for him, and also cook for him, so You Jiudiao could only say "yes" with joy.

Wushuang fried two poached eggs for You Jiuba. The noodles were thin and long. They were cooked in a pot. After the pot was cooked, they added delicious soy sauce and poured a spoonful of soy sauce with fresh shrimp and minced meat. , a bowl of fragrant noodles is ready.

"It smells so good," Yi sucked in his saliva, and looked at Wushuang's eyes glowing, "Your Highness, I want to eat too..."

B didn't speak, but kept nodding aside.

Wushuang bared his teeth: "If you want to eat it, make it yourself, there's also bean paste, didn't I teach you the noodles just now?"

B rolled up his sleeves: "Just waiting for your words!"

Wushuang went out with the bowl, and said to Yi when he came back, "Remember to cook a bowl for Mother Dadi and let them have a taste."

B was imitating Wushuang's kneading, and replied without raising his head, "Got it."

Wushuang came out of the kitchen, C rubbed to B's side, pinched the corner of his clothes and said, "Brother, can you have two more bowls?"

B said: "Don't worry, there must be your part."

Bing rubbed the back of his head: "No, I...I want to send some to Lei Jia. He is busy building houses and workshops, and he is exposed to wind and sun every day. He has lost a lot of weight."

B was taken aback, then turned to look at C: "Since when did you have such a good relationship with Lei Jia, don't you two???"

B was puzzled: "What's wrong with us? He treats me well, so I naturally treat him well. Brother, don't you also deliver meals to General Wu every day?"

B stares: "Just because I deliver food to Wu Hui, and you deliver food to Lei Jia, is it strange?"

B was even more puzzled: "Why?"

B looked at the appearance of Bing Yumu's head, and hurriedly turned around the stove several times: "How can I tell you, it is... that is, I want to spend my whole life with Wu, so I will bring him food. If I get hurt, I will feel distressed and worried, how about you? Why did you send food to Lei Jia? Are you still worried about him being exposed to the wind and the sun?"

After hearing B's words, C lowered his head and fell into deep thought. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and suddenly said, "So that's the case! Then...then I also want to live with Lei Jia for the rest of my life?"

B: "Are you asking me? Who should I ask? Besides, this matter is not for others, it depends on what you think in your heart!"

"What do I think in my heart?" Bing murmured, lowered his head and began to meditate again, but he didn't make a sound for a long while.

B couldn't wait, and urged: "How is it? Have you thought it through?"

Bing pursed his lower lip: "If it's Lei Jia, I can live like this for the rest of my life."

Yi said speechlessly, "What do you mean it's possible?"

Bing said: "It's just... I really like being with him. If we can be together for the rest of our lives, that would be great."

"..." B curled his lips, "Okay, just think it through."

B thought about it, and thought that maybe he could really discuss this matter with Lei Jia later?Anyway, Lei Jia would come to him every day, so it would be more convenient to live together?