Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

The east was whitish, and the sky was dyed a soft rose, like the half-drunk blush of last night.

The warm sunlight fell gently on Zeyu's eyelids, and his slender eyelashes fanned lightly. He subconsciously shrank towards the warm place, and arched into Shiratori's fluffy embrace.

"How did I go back to my room?"

Drowsy, Zeyu was buried in the white bird's feathers, unwilling to get up, wrapped his hands around the bird's neck, and touched the bird's chin with the tip of his nose.

"What do you say?"

Chong Yun was teased out by him last night, and he didn't mention it after that. Now the whole bird is a little bit bad, and he buried his head on his neck and asked in a low voice:

"Is that how you usually drink with them?"

"Ok?"

A series of intermittent clips came to mind, Zeyu's face turned pale first, then turned red, and finally couldn't help laughing, hugged Shiratori and giggled.

"Funny, isn't it?"

Chong Yun's voice sank, if it wasn't for the bird shape, one could probably tell that his face had collapsed.

"no,"

Sensing the subtle changes in Shiratori's tone and body, Zeyu stopped smiling, hugged the bird's neck and said coquettishly:

"Drinking with other people, I have my own measure, and I have no scruples with you."

"So it is."

Half of the anger disappeared, Chong Yun shook his wings, turned back into a human form and rolled over:

"It seems that I really missed the opportunity. Next time, can I do whatever I want?"

"you guess."

Before he finished speaking, he gently kissed Chongyun's lips, and pushed the stupid bird that was stunned into a log with a smile:

"I'm hungry, I need to make breakfast."

"Do I still have to sell breakfast today? Anyway, I have money, why don't I take a day off?"

Leaning on the side of the bed, Chongyun licked his lips, and grabbed Zeyu's sleeve with one hand:

"It's too late to do it now, why don't you go to sleep again?"

"I don't sell breakfast today, but I have to change something else. Get up quickly, the early bird catches the worm."

"I don't eat worms."

After finally coaxing Chongyun well, Zeyu started to make the dough first, that is, pour old flour and a few spoonfuls of sugar into the flour, and mix it with warm water, so that the dough that comes out will be soft and firm, with a moderate taste.

Then knead the flour mixed into a snowflake shape, and then add a few spoonfuls of lard to the dough to make the steamed noodles white in color and sweet in taste.

After kneading the dough becomes smooth, put it on the cage drawer and cover it with a damp cloth, and wake up for about a stick of incense.

During this period, Zeyu asked the white pig to bring the red beans that he had soaked last night, drained the water, mixed in a few spoonfuls of sugar, and steamed for a quarter of an hour.

When the dough is ready, it is rolled into a thick dough, and then the steamed red beans are spread on it, the dough is rolled into long strips, and cut into equal pieces with a knife.

At this time, use chopsticks to press down in the middle of each small dough, twist it into flower rolls from both sides, and then proof it for about a stick of incense, put it in the burnt steamer and steam for half an hour, and there are red bean flower rolls like agate and white jade. .

"Eat enough, come out with me later, and I will turn you into a cow."

Picking up several flower rolls and putting them in the white pig bowl, Zeyu patted its head encouragingly, and suddenly heard a dissatisfied voice at the door:

"Why don't you take me out today?"

Unexpectedly, this stupid bird would even eat pig's vinegar, Zeyu pursed his lips, and when he looked up, he saw Chongyun walking into the room with a dissatisfied expression.

"It's very hard and tiring to do this today, I'm afraid you won't want to."

After stuffing a flower roll into Chongyun's mouth, Zeyu propped up his chin with one hand, and said perfunctorily:

"You stay in the house and rest."

"No, I want to go with you, who knows if I will meet someone else."

Biting down a big mouthful of the flower roll as if venting his anger, Chong Yun could not speak clearly, but his attitude was very firm.

"That's what you said."

Rubbing his forehead helplessly, Zeyu had no choice but to order the white pig to follow, then turned around and raised an eyebrow at Chongyun:

"If you repent immediately, there is still time. If you back down later, I will be very angry."

Chong Yun answered firmly: "No!"

Asking Chongyun to lead the ox cart, Zeyu first went to the market to exchange some farm tools, and finally came to a manger near the outskirts of the city.

"Why change these?"

With eight-character eyebrows on his handsome face, Chong Yun hugged his knees and squatted in the corner, lamenting that the past two days were really unlucky.

"I knew it."

Zeyu shook his head, tied a rope to the white pig that had turned into a scalper, tied two baskets of horse manure, and headed home.

"The people here change like this. If we want to try to grow the fairy grass that grows in the demon world, we must have these."

Holding the rope of the scalper in one hand and Chongyun in the other, Zeyu had an illusion in a trance, as if he was the owner and had two pets.

"But what's the use of these?"

Back in the house, Chongyun moved the horse manure to the backyard according to Zeyu's wishes.

"It's winter now, and the vegetation is not easy to graft, but I don't want to wait."

As Zeyu said, he picked up a hoe, dug a big hole, and poured horse manure and some dead leaves into it:

"These fertilizers can make up the heat and make up for the lack of weather. Then there is a big problem."

Chong Yun immediately guessed: "Which plants are more suitable for grafting?"

"That's right, if it's plants in the mortal world, we usually choose those with similar properties, but these..."

Glancing at a few thin grasses in the corner, Zeyu was somewhat confused, not knowing where to start:

"Moreover, it is best to use rootstocks and scions with strong vitality for grafting, which are somewhat congenitally deficient."

"Actually, you don't have to think about it so much."

Taking a step forward, Chongyun smiled and raised his hand to pinch Zeyu's nose, enlightening him:

"These are not mortal things. It's best if they succeed, and it's normal if they don't. Even the boss of Wenxianglou tried many times before? We don't rely on this for food, you just treat it as a way to pass the time. "

"Ok."

After thinking about it, Zeyu raised his eyebrows, calmed down and pulled Chongyun to consider where to start.

"Let's try these first. Grafting is mainly for easy survival, and the fruit is second."

Because it is difficult to determine the compatibility, the two selected five different varieties, namely Cypress, Begonia, Wintersweet, Winter Melon, and Water Spinach, covering melons, fruits, flowers and plants, which can be regarded as casting a wide net.

Although the grafting methods are different, they are all similar to the principle of "Mulian Lianli", that is, to tie the worn sections of two plants together and heal them into a new whole.

Zeyu stood on tiptoe, carefully wiped off the sweat on Chongyun's forehead, and handed him the thirst-quenching honey water:

"The next thing is to wait, at least half a month, at most two months."

Chong Yun bent down, revealing an increasingly accustomed smirk: "I'm so tired, give me a drink, use your mouth."

"I like to drink or not."

Holding Chongyun's chin with one hand, Zeyu couldn't help but lift up the bamboo tube and pour it into his mouth, pouring most of it before letting go.

After being choked on a few times, Chong Yun coughed for a while, and couldn't help protesting:

"Murder your own husband."

Putting the bamboo tube into Chongyun's hand, Zeyu rubbed the soles of his feet with oil before he caught her:

"There seems to be someone in the front hall, I'll go out and have a look."

Running to the front hall in one breath, Zeyu was just about to turn his head to see if he had caught up with him, but he heard a strange voice:

"So the boss is here."

Zeyu was stunned for a moment, and then recognized the visitor: "Are you, Aunt Mei?"

"The boss has a really good memory."

The peasant woman in the jingchai sarong smiled, put down the basket in her hand, and sat down by herself:

"I still want to buy a piece of white sugar cake today. Who knows that you didn't come, so I just want to come here to try my luck."

"Ah, I didn't make that one today, but I made red bean rice rolls. If you don't mind, I can take some home?"

The visitor is a guest, Zeyu will not neglect, she turned to the kitchen to make a few rolls, but when she came out, she saw Aunt Mei chatting with Chongyun:

"Why don't you sell pastries this morning?"

Chong Yun replied calmly: "He pushed me and refused to get up, and I can't help it."

Aunt Mei covered her mouth and laughed: "It's good to be young, me and my family..."

"Ms. Mei, wrap it up."

Angrily glaring at Chongyun, Zeyu put the flower rolls in the peasant woman's bamboo basket, and heard her say:

"Have you heard that those gangsters in the north of the city seem to have encountered a monster, which is scary."

Zeyu remained calm, and replied with a light smile, "If you ask me, they are scarier than monsters."

"That's true." Aunt Mei is begging for a living in the city, and has been bullied by those hooligans to some extent, so she naturally gloats:

"Maybe it's retribution, but they don't agree. It is said that the county master asked Taoist priests to get rid of the demon."

Chongyun and Zeyu couldn't help sniggering. If you want to talk about eliminating demons, besides Chongyun, the county magistrate himself is the best at it, so what kind of Taoist priests should we invite?

"The magistrate of the county also understands, so he ignored them."

Aunt Mei spoke more and more vigorously, and didn't pay much attention to the reactions of the two:

"However, these ruffians don't know where they got their talents. They persuaded a few gentry in the city, and really made them hire an old Taoist priest."

Zeyu asked casually, "Then who is this expert?"

Aunt Mei rubbed her arms, it seemed that she had some scruples about this tall man:

"I don't know. It's said that it came up from the fairy mountain. The name is so mysterious. When it came, it was said that there is a monster in our city, so I decided to choose a day to open the altar."

"Really?" Chong Yun chuckled lightly: "We will also go to broaden our horizons when we have time."

Just as Aunt Mei was being sent away, the two of them didn't take this matter to heart at all. They didn't expect that Chi Yu and Mo Hui would come because of this in the afternoon.

Akabane always cuts to the chase when speaking: "Yesterday someone burned down the hooligan's den, do you know that?"

Chong Yun also responded straightforwardly: "I burned it, otherwise the snake essence will hurt people."

Apparently, they didn't expect Chong Yun to make a move. Chi Yu and Mo Hui were both startled. After a long while, Mo Hui said:

"It turns out that's the case. Then you should hide the familiar monsters these few days. A Taoist priest came to the city. It's not good to hurt innocent people."

Zeyu was curious: "Is it very powerful?"

"Don't bother with it, it," Akabane pointed to the white pig on the ground, "it's hard to say."

Chong Yun: "...All right."

With Chi Yu and Mo Hui's kind reminders, Chong Yun and Ze Yu didn't let Bai Zhu go out these few days. They went to sell breakfast in the morning and returned home before noon, living like ordinary mortals.

It's a pity that troubles always come to the door by themselves. At noon this day, a familiar ruffian swaggered into their shop and ordered:

"Tomorrow the master will open the altar. Tonight, you will come to Mr. Tian's house to help, so that you can serve the master well. Don't be negligent."

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