The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

After knowing that Naozai somehow assigned him a job of splitting bamboo, Shi Er was very dissatisfied with it.

"You kid, can't you calm down a bit?" He waved his big hand, slammed it on Naoya's little head, and rubbed it vigorously, "You just want to find something for me to do to make you feel comfortable?"

"Uh, haha, no way, didn't I think you could play together, Liushuisumen." Naoya recommended very sincerely, but with Shier on his head that might kill him at any time Claw, inevitably smiled awkwardly, "Think about it carefully, after we go to Tokyo, we might not have this chance again, right?"

"Tsk," Shi Er was a little disdainful, and it could be seen from his brows and eyes that he didn't buy Naoya's words. He withdrew his hand and continued to eat his own cold buckwheat noodles, perfunctory, "Not interested."

"It's not difficult for you if you want to be so boring..." Seeing that it seemed to be a dead end, Naoya pursed his lips, and this result was expected, and he said again , "Then tell me the exact location of the bamboo forest, and I'll go get the head office myself."

But Shi Er paused slightly after hearing this, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, looked at Zhizai who was frowning, with a hint of grievance between his brows, raised his eyebrows, and jokingly said, "It's just you with small arms and legs. , are you sure it will work?"

"...Stop looking down on people, I'm not weak, okay?" Hearing this, Naoya held back for a while, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Anyway, when the time comes, I will Well, don't come here and enjoy yourself."

After finishing speaking, he buried his head and began to sip the cold buckwheat noodles in front of him.

The cool and slippery noodles are wrapped with fresh, salty and slightly spicy sauce, and slip into the mouth. When it just touches the tip of the tongue, you can only feel the wonderful taste of cold noodles, which belongs to the midsummer season and is slightly cool and refreshing. It's as if what you eat is not noodles, but the cool summer breeze, which brings summer refreshment to the internal organs.

And when the noodles are chewed into the throat between the lips and teeth, the carefully prepared sauce will be brought to the extreme at this moment, gently stimulating the tender cheek meat inside, not uncomfortable, but people can't help but want to choose again Take a big gulp and eat it whole.

"Well, it's really good to eat cold noodles in summer." Naoya narrowed his eyes slightly with some pleasure, and took a bite of the timely and delicious cold buckwheat noodles, which made him quickly forget the little discomfort before, and concentrate on Enjoy the delicacy in front of you.

Probably because the heat from the over-training has not completely subsided, the cool noodles and the slightly sweet and spicy sauce are perfectly intertwined, sending a ray of light into his body and mind, making him feel comfortable and comfortable all over Extremely, most of the remaining heat and sticky feeling of sweat dissipated at this time.

"Young master, please eat slowly, there is still a small side dish not served." Zhen Wang's voice came from the kitchen, and as the words fell, she was seen carrying a plate of sauce-flavored dishes from the kitchen. He came out, put the dishes on the table, and introduced with a smile, "Grilled eggplant boiled in soy sauce can be served with cold buckwheat noodles, young master, please try it."

The brown sauce soaks the fat eggplant meat, which is slightly burnt brown. Against the backdrop of chopped green onions, it looks more delicious and makes the index finger move.

"Eggplant, it's been a long time since I said it." Naoya sighed, then waved the tip of the chopsticks to cut the eggplant, and the sauce that gushed out from it soaked the green, white and sweet eggplant, and dyed it brown. Tear off a little bit of eggplant meat that has been full of sauce and put it in your mouth. The unique sweetness of eggplant, mixed with the salty and mild sauce, instantly sweeps the entire wall of the mouth.

"This is delicious too." Naoya chewed on the tomato meat, raised his eyebrows and praised generously, "I hope your sauce will get better and better, it's so versatile."

"Well, as long as the young master likes it."

Zhenwang frowned and smiled, and then sat down together and began to enjoy her share of buckwheat cold noodles, but just as the noodle thread was in her mouth, she suddenly remembered something, and asked hesitantly, "The running water plain noodles are also delicious." Does the young master think it’s okay to use this sauce?” After a pause, he added an explanation, “Because I don’t know much about plain noodles, and I don’t know if it’s suitable.”

"It should be possible, but I don't know much about it, I only know the general method." Naoya took a sip of cold noodles, shrugged and chewed, "But it's not bad, anyway, we just make it ourselves, how can we be so particular about it?" , I’ll go find the right bamboo tomorrow first.”

"Okay, then I will help you, young master." Having said that, Zhenwang glanced sideways at Shi'er who was at the side without any trace, and saw that the other party's expression was calm, and he seemed to have no reaction.

Zhenwang naturally heard the quarrel between the two brothers about Liushui plain noodles, and knew that Mr. Shi Er didn't intend to help this time, but for some reason, she felt inexplicably that it was time to make the canals needed for Liushui plain noodles. Mr. Shier might still be unable to resist helping.

After all, the young master's height, um...

Thinking of this, Zhenwang couldn't help feeling a little worried, and secretly decided that after arriving in Tokyo, he must order fresh milk of the best quality for his young master every month.

The three of them leisurely enjoyed the cool and delicious buckwheat cold noodles in the afternoon, and the scorching sun outside the house became more and more like a fire. They thought that the gust of wind that was blowing before was a harbinger of rain, but they never thought that it would blow the sky. There were only a few clouds that could shade the sun, and they were all blown away, leaving only a clean, blue, cloudless sky.

The weather is getting hotter.

Perhaps because of the blessing of the vast blue sky, Naoya woke up early the next morning, and saw that the morning sun had dyed half of the sky red, with dazzling golden light, piercing through the thin clouds in the morning.

The weather is not bad, Naoya stretched himself, thinking to himself.

He specifically asked Shier about the location of the bamboo forest last night, and today he wanted to take advantage of the coolness in the morning to get back the bamboo he needed.

I found a brand new hatchet from the storage room. It was about half a meter long. Suitable for splitting bamboo.

Although he himself had a very sharp black-gold dagger, it was the first gift Shire gave him, and it was a curse tool. In his heart, he felt that it should only be used to exorcise curse spirits.

Although he really didn't have much chance to use it in the past few years.

"Mamo, I'm going out." Because Shier was still sleeping late, Naoya only said hello to Mamo and planned to set off.

"Okay, young master, be careful all the way." Zhen Wang replied, "I will prepare other things for you when you come back,"

"Well, it's okay, you take your time. Anyway, there is no rush." ​​Naoya smiled, then waved his hand, put away the hatchet and went out.

Walking on the country road in the early morning, there is still a little dampness and coolness. Occasionally, the sound of birds singing and flying feathers flies in the air, or they stop on the roof of the eaves, or stop at the tips of branches and leaves. The white belly of the sky, the morning glow The golden light in the sky is even more eye-catching, and it is the exterior and interior of this scene, which is extraordinarily peaceful and peaceful, a scene that is rarely seen in the city.

After walking for about half an hour, Naoya finally found a small piece of sparse bamboo forest on a secluded hillside. There were no residents in the surrounding area, and the bamboo forest did not seem to grow in a large scale. The seeds that came from somewhere fell here and grew out of the wind.

As the breeze blows by, the slightly sparse bamboo forest makes pleasant rustling sounds. Under the mild morning sun, it is plated with a faint and hazy golden edge.

Although it is not a large sea of ​​bamboo swaying like waves as Naoya imagined, the small bamboo forest in front of him is quite beautiful. However, he wants bamboo as thick as the mouth of a bowl. In such a small bamboo forest, maybe Some are not easy to find.

"Let's see if there is a suitable one..." Naoya roughly scanned the entire area of ​​the bamboo forest, murmured softly, and then walked towards a small bamboo forest with the highest branches and leaves.

Fortunately, he was lucky, although he didn't find a green bamboo as thick as the mouth of a bowl, but he found a bamboo that was slightly thinner, about as thick as two of his fists, and his body was straight, green and smooth like jade, It looks really good and tight.

In the next second, Naoya raised the hatchet in his hand to find a good position and swung it down. The bamboo fell instantly, without any hesitation, in one go. Only the fallen branches and leaves made a rustling sound in the air, and finally fell down. It landed on the muddy floor covered with bamboo leaves, making a muffled sound.

"This hatchet is quite fast." Naozai, who easily felled a relatively thick bamboo in the blink of an eye, glanced at the hatchet in his hand and muttered, turned it upside down twice, and then took it to the bamboo Cut off all the excess branches, leaving only the bare and well-proportioned bamboo body.

Because he didn't know how long the bamboo needed for the canal needed for the flowing water noodles, Naoya simply left all the parts that were suitable for thickness, and just carried the bamboo body that was several times his height, and embarked on the return journey. The end of the bamboo that was too long and forced to drag on the ground drew a long and crooked line on the mud with his swaying footsteps.

When Naoya finally returned to the farmhouse, Zhenwang was already standing outside the door to greet him. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, he immediately stepped forward when he saw him, helped him take the hatchet in his hand, and put the towel that he had prepared a long time ago. Passed it over and said softly, "Young master has worked hard, let's take a rest first, your head is covered with sweat."

"Fortunately, it's not too tired, it's just a little hot." Naoya put down the bamboo pole, took the towel, and finally had a chance to wipe off the sweat beads on his forehead that made him itchy with his finally free hands.

"Then do you plan to build the bamboo canal now, or later?" Zhen Wang asked looking at the bamboo under his feet.

Hearing this, Naoya glanced up at the sky from the towel, the sun was already shining, but because it was still early, the heat had not fully spread on the ground, so for now, the weather is still cool.

"Let's finish it as soon as possible," Naoya thought for a while, and said, "If it really drags on until the afternoon heats up, I probably don't want to do it anymore."

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and handed the towel back to Zhen Wang, "Give me the hatchet, I'll cut it into eight pieces first... Well, you said how long a bamboo canal should be left Longer is more appropriate?"

Zhen Wang, who took the towel, was just about to answer, but saw the door of the farmhouse suddenly opened at this moment. Shi Er scratched his head and yawned, and walked out of it, looking completely lazy as if he had just woken up.

"It's crackling early in the morning..." Shi Er was a little dissatisfied, squinting his eyes and glanced at Zhizai's direction, but found the bamboo under his feet, and suddenly regained his energy, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, I didn't expect you It’s not easy to carry such a small body.”

Knowing that this person didn't have many good things to say, Zhizai rolled his eyes after hearing it, and didn't bother to pay attention to it. After moving his hands and feet a little, he picked up the hatchet and planned to start chopping bamboo, and told Zhenwang who was beside him, " Later, you can help me press it a little bit, lest it slip away in a while."

"Okay, master." Zhenwang agreed, "Then I'll go and put the towel first, and then bring over the gloves for carpentry. Master, please wait a moment."

"Okay, you go first, I just want to make a gesture first, um... just calculate it at a knot of half a meter, do you think it's enough?" Naoya asked without raising his head while gesturing with a hatchet, for a long while In the past, but no one responded, I couldn't help but raised my head in some doubts, but saw that Zhenwang had already returned to the farmhouse with a towel, but Shier walked up to him quietly at some point, with an expression of interest on his face. stared at him.

"...Why are you always walking silently? Don't scare me, okay?" Naoya was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted and said in a stern voice, "Go away, go away, be careful and I will kill you with a slip of the hatchet."

"Oh," Shi'er's eyes were full of disdain, he let out a snort, then he squatted down and looked at him, and smiled with the scar on the corner of his mouth, "Do you want me to help you?"

Naoya had a momentary movement, and almost blurted out "Okay", but soon he realized that it was impossible for Shi Er to be so kind for nothing, especially when he was so disgusted with the matter of running water plain noodles before. Thinking of this, He gave birth to a trace of vigilance, and asked carefully, "What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, I just charge you a little interest." Shi Er rubbed his fingers, with obvious playfulness and amusement in his eyes, "Call Brother Sheng to listen."

Naoya: "..."