Nongmen Shenjue

In order to prevent the rain from falling early, Mu Qingyan did not let Mu Lin continue digging the garden, but went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup, and asked him to pour it on Chen Shiliu.

Chen Shiliu fell asleep in a daze, took a few sips unconsciously, and immediately shouted: "What is this!"

Seeing his distressed appearance, Mu Lin laughed loudly: "This is the hangover soup that my second brother kindly boiled for you. You don't know how to drink and force yourself. What time is it? It's time to go back to the city. Are you sober? Have another sip ?”

Chen Shiliu shook his head again and again, looking at the bowl in his hand with lingering fear, the dark soup inside was exuding a strong smell of acetic acid.Of course, it wasn't all vinegar, there was a sweetness in it, it was sour and sweet, it tasted horrible.

"Is this also called hangover soup?" Chen Shiliu pointed to the bowl and questioned Mu Qingyan who stood aside and had nothing to do with him.

Mu Qingyan raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile: "Well, sweet and sour hangover soup is expensive, and I'm reluctant to give it to ordinary people."

"Sweet, sweet and sour?" Chen Shiliu stared. He had only eaten sweet and sour pork tenderloin and sweet and sour fish, and this was the first time he had heard of sweet and sour hangover soup.

Mu Lin stretched out the bowl: "Sixteen, drink it, there is a lot of sugar in it, don't waste it."

Chen Shiliu struggled: "No, no need, I'm already sober."

After all, Mu Lin couldn't bear to waste it, and drank the remaining half bowl by himself. The taste made him almost vomit: "Second brother, why does this soup taste like this? No wonder it can sober up."

The sweet and sour hangover soup does not rely on strange smells to sober up, but can quickly break down alcohol.

Although Fenglin Laojiu is steamed baijiu, its alcohol content is not high. Chen Shiliu is so easy to get drunk because he doesn't know how to drink.

Mu Qingyan didn't explain the reason to them, and he might not understand it.

"Xiao Wu, fetch a basin of water. Brother, wash your face and leave quickly, lest you get caught in the rain halfway."

Without a car or a horse, the two of them had to walk back to the county seat.

Chen Shiliu had a bitter face: "Shouldn't the arrester be equipped with a horse? I think the county government raises a lot of horses."

"The horses are very expensive. You didn't go out on business, but you ran around the county. How could it be worth riding a horse?" Mu Lin laughed at his coquettishness, and finally said: "However, if there are water bandits on the water, I guess you will Here's a chance to ride a horse. Can you ride a horse?"

"Of course! I got on a horse at the age of seven, and I learned it at the age of ten." Chen Shiliu straightened his back, feeling that he had finally won the round.

Mu Lin glanced at him and said, "Does your family have horses?"

"My house... I don't have one at home, I borrowed it." Chen Shiliu's words of concealment were lame.

In the past, when I was at home, as long as it was not busy with farming, I used to finish my meal before dark, so as to save the cost of lighting the lamp.

Now it is time to open a shop, and one lamp cannot be stingy.

Mu Qingyan bought a bamboo lantern earlier, which is square and square. The frame is made of bamboo and covered with rice paper, which has good light transmission.In his opinion, the price is relatively cheap, only five coins, but for the common people, it is still an unnecessary valuable.

Rice paper is not resistant to rain, but fortunately the paper can be replaced by yourself.

There are also candles inside the lanterns.Candles are sold by the catty, thin and long, white wax specially lit in lanterns.This kind of wax has some impurities, so it is relatively cheap, but the price per catty is also [-] Wen.I bought three catties at a time and wiped away ten pennies.

The lanterns are hung towards the shed, which is very conspicuous in the night.

If it was in the previous life, the first few days after the opening of the new store would definitely be busy, mainly due to various advertisements and promotions.But the restaurants that are open now are busy during the day, but they are all here to congratulate them. There is no real customer, which means they have not opened yet.

Mu Qingyan didn't care either. After eating, he gave Mu Wen and Mu Wu a few arithmetic exercises, and then sent the two of them to sleep.

Considering it was the first night of opening, the lanterns outside were still on.

In the middle of the night, there was the sound of pattering rain outside the window.

Mu Qingyan always sleeps and stays alert, so he knew the rain had just started, and now it sounded like it was raining harder.I don't know if it's an illusion, but in addition to the sound of rain hitting fallen leaves and knocking on roof doors and windows, there seems to be footsteps.

He immediately released his mental energy, the candles in the lantern had long since burned out, the outside was pitch black, and a figure could be seen vaguely.

The man outside took two steps towards the room where he was sleeping, as if looking at him through the wall. Suddenly, the man said: "Shopkeeper, please open the fire and cook."

It was a young man with a clear and penetrating voice.

Mu Qingyan frowned, he was sure that the other party knew he was awake.

There was a wall across, and the night was so dark, he just sat up from the bed and barely made any sound, but the hearing of people outside was obviously extraordinary.Thinking about how he often heard Mu Lin and others talk about the masters of the rivers and lakes before, and this person appeared in the middle of the night, he must have the ability to protect himself.

There is no grudge against each other, he owns a restaurant and has no money, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Put on your clothes, take candles and fire pockets, and open the door.

"Wait a minute." He took down the lantern hanging outside, replaced it with a new candle and hung it up again.

Only then did he see the night visitor clearly.

This man was tall, about the same size as Mu Lin, but thinner than Mu Lin, slender and well-proportioned, with a perfect hanger.The crimson brocade clothes were a very flamboyant color, and the hands against them were extremely fair.This man wore a bamboo hat on his head, the wide brim of the hat was pressed down, only his vermilion lips and clean chin were exposed, and his hair was all gathered in the hat.

Water was dripping from the bamboo hat, the clothes were soaked through, and there were a pair of black boots under his feet, which should be very uncomfortable, but this person stood there very leisurely, even looking through the shadow of the bamboo hat, Mu Qingyan's behavior and expression were completely different. Take a closer look.

Wen Jixue smiled lightly: "I'm hungry, let's do something."

Mu Qingyan's eyes swept over him, but he didn't find a weapon, but he was more cautious in his heart.

He could smell the smell of blood on the other party's body, it was very faint, covered by the smell of medicine.

The man was traumatized.

"There is leftover rice from yesterday. It's the fastest way to make fried rice. You can also cook a shepherd's purse tofu soup." He added: "There is a shepherd's purse behind the house. It's very fresh. The tofu is from yesterday."

"Yes." Wen Jixue nodded, looking at his clear and frail appearance, he really didn't look like a cook.

In the beginning, Wen Jixue came here only because she was injured and lost blood, and she was looking for a place to shelter from the rain and get some food for herself.Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, he found that someone in the house woke up vigilantly, which was surprising.So he tried it on purpose, and when the man got out of bed, he suddenly realized the sound of footsteps.

When he was hiding in the county seat before, he heard this footstep, because he was almost exposed by this person.

It's no coincidence that I met here.

He is clearly a peasant boy who doesn't know martial arts, but he seems to have a secret.

Mu Qingyan didn't think too much about it. Facing the sudden guests, he could only try his best to entertain them.In the middle of the night, if he couldn't afford to offend him, he definitely wouldn't bother.

The season of eating shepherd's purse is coming to an end, but there is still a small piece behind the house, and you can eat two meals with only the sprouts.

It was raining, and he didn't dare to get in the rain, because it would be very troublesome if he got sick.I took the bamboo umbrella from the house, held the umbrella, and carried the bamboo basket, and went to the back of the house without a lamp.

After his eyes got used to the darkness, with the help of his mental strength, he groped for a handful of shepherd's purse.

When they went back to the house, there was a fire in the kitchen. It turned out that the man in red had started the firewood stove and filled the pot with clean water.Judging by the fire in the stove, I have to say that he is very skilled in making fire.

However, what really surprised Mu Qingyan was that the other party took off his hat.

The firelight reflected a very handsome face.

The patter of rain outside and the crackling of firewood inside the stove made people feel extraordinarily quiet.The fire flickered, darkness enveloped the outside, and everything in front of me seemed like a dream.

Wen Jixue raised her eyes to look at him, calmly took off her skirt to check the injury on her shoulder blade, and asked in a provocative voice, "You don't want to cook?"

Mu Qingyan recovered and couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, it will be soon."

Sure enough, beauty seduces people, and Mu Qingyan is not immune.

Wen Jixue didn't put on airs as a guest, she took the initiative to light the fire, and the fire was well controlled.

Mu Qingyan prepared the leftover rice, two eggs, and made a simple fried rice with eggs.Although he can't make gold and silver, the fried rice is also distinct, attractive in color, and fragrant with eggs.

A big pot of fried rice, while a small pot of soup.

Wash the shepherd's purse, blanch it, cut it into small pieces, cut the tofu into small pieces, boil it in the pot, thin the starch, put only oil and salt, and then start the pot.

Originally, Wen Jixue was only watching Mu Qingyan's movements, she was skillful and natural, as if she had done it countless times.

The fried rice tasted good, but what really wowed him was the shepherd's purse tofu soup.The taste buds are the first surprise, the body is the second surprise, and the mind is the second surprise.The taste of the soup was exceptionally delicious. After drinking it, the injured and tired body felt much lighter, but the most incredible thing was that the heart was slightly warmed for a moment.

Ever since he was poisoned, he felt a chill in his heart all the time, as if pressing a huge boulder, when the poison really kicked in, the meridians all over his body seemed to be frozen, that feeling was absolutely unbearable.

In order to verify whether it was a hallucination, he calmly drank the shepherd's purse tofu soup in one gulp.

After that, he looked up at Mu Qingyan.

Mu Qingyan knew exactly what he would feel, so he just didn't know, and asked him: "How does it taste?"

"Your craftsmanship is very good." Wen Jixue frowned secretly, puzzled, but...he might be able to change his plan.