Nongmen Shenjue

In the evening, the group arrived at Huangjia Village.

Huangjia Village is not big, with only about 100 people, and several houses are obviously uninhabited and dilapidated.At a glance, the best one is a large tile-roofed house made of blue bricks, and most of the houses in the village are built of wood.At this moment, every family is burning smoke, there are dogs barking, and there are voices calling for children and daughters, quiet and peaceful.

Wen Jixue had been here before, and knew everything about the banquet participants.

Mu Qingyan had read the information before, and he already knew it well.

The group of them came to the green brick compound and knocked on the door. The head of the Huang family lived in this household. Because there are few people in the village, the Huang family village and the other village are managed by the same Lizheng, but the two villages are quite far away. Usually nothing important, the Huang family village is in charge of the chief of the Huang clan.

The one who opened the door was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with dark complexion and short stature, wearing a blue cloth shirt and trousers, very strong.

"Who are you looking for?" The young man saw a few strangers standing outside the door, especially a handsome man in red, which made people dare not take a second look.

Gao Chun answered: "We came from Fengzhou City to enjoy the scenery, but we took the wrong road and arrived here. It's getting late, and we hope to stay here."

While talking, another old man came, looked at Mu Qingyan and others, and smiled very kindly: "Guests, please come in quickly, my grandson has never seen the world and knows nothing, so don't care about him."

Although the old man is from the countryside, he is the head of the clan after all, and he has quite a lot of knowledge after living such an old age.Even if the identities of these people can't be seen, they are dressed in a very eye-catching manner, but they are just here to stay overnight, so it is natural to entertain them.Not to mention anything else, when such wealthy people go out, they are never stingy with money.

The old man is the patriarch of the Huang clan, Huang Changshui.

Huang Changshui ordered the eldest daughter-in-law to prepare meals again and get some delicious dishes, and then ordered the second daughter-in-law to tidy up two rooms for Mu Qingyan and his party to live in.Huang Changshui has three sons and two daughters, all of whom are married. He has twelve grandchildren and two great-grandchildren. He is a family of four generations.The boy who opened the door just now is the youngest of the eldest son's family, the seventh brother in the family, and his first name is Huang Youqi.Their line of descendants has always been prosperous, and naming a name is also a troublesome matter. When it comes to the grandchildren, Huang Changshui will be ranked according to the ranking.

It is now the beginning of April, and there are plenty of vegetables, and any well-off farmers will have cured meat and bacon, so this dinner is very rich with seven or eight dishes.

Mu Qingyan watched carefully, there were no mushrooms during the banquet, no matter if they were fresh mushrooms or dried mushrooms, there were none at all.

This Huang Changshui was a person who experienced the banquet back then, and he also died, the old and the young, Huang Changshui's old wife and two-year-old grandson.

In the case of mushroom soup back then, not only the people of Huangjia Village died, but also several relatives.In addition, many of those who survived by chance had injured their livers and kidneys, were weak and sick, and could not do heavy work.In one day, great changes happened suddenly, and the whole village was covered with white clothes, crying and crying.Huang Lijia, who was originally envied by everyone, became the target of everyone's anger because of this incident.

Huang Li had parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, nephews and nieces, and the family was busy welcoming guests that day, but the nephews and nieces ate first, but they also died.This time, the family members of the deceased came to the door and started a conflict. The father and brother were injured and had no money for medical treatment. They finally died.As for Huang Li's lovely wife, she left on the same day after Huang Li's death.Afterwards, I probably learned about the Huang family, but I didn't even say hello, and remarried to someone else a year later.

The small population of Huangjia Village today has a lot to do with the tragedy ten years ago.

At the banquet that day, 11 people died, eight of whom belonged to Huangjia Village.There are also those who have been affected by toxins and have fallen to the root of the disease, mostly young men and women, and there are fifteen of them.Affected by this incident, they either lost their strong labor force, or lost their health and were unable to bear children, or their families were poor and had no money to marry, and even the surrounding villages shunned them because of too many deaths and injuries in a day, and men and women in the village married. are difficult.

Even if Mrs. Huang Li was insane, the villagers ignored her, and even beat and scolded her when they saw her.

The other one is the person in charge of the banquet that day.This person used to rely on his handiwork to eat, but what happened in Huangjia Village, even if it was said that he ate poisonous mushrooms by mistake, but he was a cook, so he was blamed and his head was chopped off.All the belongings in his family were also compensated for the funeral expenses of the deceased. The children in the family could not survive, so they had to leave their hometowns.

The impact of this matter is far more than that, so "mushrooms" can become a taboo in Huangjia Village.

Mu Qingyan and Wen Jixue just pretended to be ordinary wealthy sons, enjoyed a meal, and heard Huang Changshui talk about nearby places to enjoy, or easy-to-mistake routes, and went back to their rooms to rest.

The two lived in one room, Gao Chun, Gao Dong and Gao Tian lived in the other room.

Farmers go to bed early and get up early, eat before dark, wash and brush, and fall asleep one after another.

After everyone fell asleep, Mu Qingyan and Wen Jixue quietly left the yard.

The ancestral hall in Huangjia Village is small and has a long history, but it has been repaired every year and is well preserved.There is a large open space in front of the ancestral hall, which is solid and flat. Ten years ago, when Huang Li returned home in fine clothes, the banquet was held here.

At night, the village was quiet.

Mu Qingyan glanced at Wen Jixue beside him, breathed calmly, his eyes flickered, and time began to go back——

Originally, he wanted to try his best to avoid using abilities, because this was an old thing ten years ago, and it would be too costly to look back, and he might not be able to see the answer he wanted.But when I analyzed it carefully in Fengzhou City, I felt that it was difficult to inquire about the situation of that day from the population of Huangjia Village. It's also hard to get real memories.

Furthermore, wherever possible to inquire, the imperial court did it, and so did Wen Jixue.

Tonight, he was just trying.

Since the problem was the pot of mushroom soup, he just stared at the pot of soup.

The picture was too blurry, but the sound was there, but it was noisy and distorted, mixing all the sounds from the banquet together, making it impossible to tell who was who.He simply ignored the sound, and only stared at a vague figure. The figure was fat, and his actions seemed to be cooking, and he turned left and right, taking care of two pots at a time.Everything in front of me is like thick frosted glass. I can't tell what kind of dish it is. Just look at the cook's hand movements, as if stirring, guessing that it is mushroom soup.

No, you must see clearly.

He increased the power output, trying to watch the cook's movements and the people around him.

"Ayan!" Wen Jixue's complexion changed, and he hurriedly picked up the fallen man in his arms, looked down at him, his face was as white as paper, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"No, it doesn't matter." Mu Qingyan reluctantly said a word, and then he didn't know anything.

This is different from the time in Taoyuan Town.Although the time back in Taoyuan Town was short, he was reborn not long ago, and he was still merging with his original body, and he didn't seem to have the ability to strengthen his mind now.Furthermore, this time he was very cautious, knowing that it was impossible to see clearly and hear clearly during the backtracking, so he set the time correctly and planned to quit within three to five minutes at most. .The reason why he vomited blood was because he was greedy. He wanted to see the picture clearly again, and the energy consumption was too much.

Mu Qingyan stayed in Huang's house for two or three days in this coma.

To the outside world, Wen Jixue claimed that he had caught a cold, so he boiled several cans of decoction, first poured it into an earthen pot, and then secretly poured it out at night.Three days later, he was still mentally tired, and there was no abnormality in his complexion.

At dinner time, Gao Chun brought in porridge and side dishes.

Mu Qingyan smiled wryly: "I'm all fine."

"I still have to raise it." Wen Jixue put the food on the table and watched him eat.

Wen Jixue was taken aback because he didn't say hello before, and suddenly ran out of abilities and fainted. Wen Jixue was startled, and deliberately told Huang's family that he was ill and needed a light diet, which made him eat porridge and side dishes for three days in a row , It's really dull.

Mu Qingyan ate two mouthfuls and couldn't finish it.

Wen Jixue admired his embarrassment, and then called out after a while, and Gao Tian brought in a plate of fried tofu with minced meat.The tofu is cut into cubes, fried on both sides until browned, and the scorched minced meat is poured on top, sprinkled with green shallots, and the aroma is tangy.Especially for Mu Qingyan, who had been a vegetarian for three days, it was really greedy.

Mu Qingyan cocked his mouth and ate a bowl of rice porridge with tofu.

Just now Gao Tian was standing outside with the tofu, he had already smelled the aroma, only heard that Ji Xue deliberately "taught" him, he could only pretend not to know.

After the meal, he remembered the scene he saw backtracking before.

Although he didn't leave the room for the past three days, he carefully recalled the blurred scene many times.The picture was blurry, and it was impossible to see the clues, but he finally found a way.

"Fatty Liu, who is in charge of the spoon, has three apprentices by his side, do you know where he is now?"

Fatty Liu is a chef who often cooks table noodles for people in various villages and towns. He is good at cooking and has a lot of contacts. Many people want to learn from a teacher.Apprenticeship is not only to learn cooking skills, but also to inherit the master's connections in the future. As long as you succeed in learning, you will not worry about your livelihood.What's more, in ancient times, teachers were respected, and they paid attention to being a teacher for one day and being a father for life. Liu Dafat also carefully selected his apprentices, two of whom were nephews with the surname Liu.

Wen Jixue did know: "They are disciples of Big Fatty Liu, they couldn't find jobs locally, two of them went to other places, one surnamed Fang, he was apprenticed to a teacher again in Fengzhou City, and learned how to cook from a chef in a restaurant .However, this was four or five years ago, so I don’t know if it still exists.”

"Go and find out, I have something to ask him."

After making a decision, I will not stay in Huangjia Village.

Early the next morning, I bid farewell to the Huang family, leaving five taels of silver for the accommodation fee.

As soon as the carriage arrived at the entrance of the village, an old woman in rags and gray hair suddenly rushed out.Gao Tian reined in the horse in time, otherwise the old woman would definitely have some trouble.

The mother-in-law seemed to be crazy, and she didn't know how to be afraid. Instead, she grabbed the carriage and shouted: "The official is here! The official is here! Come out and bow down to the official!"

"This is my son! My Ali has become an official! He married the official lady! I will be the official lady's mother-in-law!"

"You heartless people! Let go of my old man! Don't beat my elder son! My younger son is an official, arrest you and put you in prison! Arrest you and behead!"

Talking wildly, no doubt revealed the identity of the mother-in-law.

Many people in the village watched the fun, but it wasn't the mad woman who watched, but Mu Qingyan and his party.Crazy women are nothing new to them, and they basically turn a blind eye to them.

Such a crazy woman should be pitied, but few people in the same village sympathized with her.

Wen Jixue's gaze was extremely cold.

Even though she was just an old woman, her youngest son was one of the culprits who killed the Xue clan.

Wen Jixue didn't kill her, not because she thought she was innocent, but because she disdained it.It was easy for a person to die, but he would rather let her suffer while alive.There is an old saying that "the father's debt is paid by the son", so should the mother also pay the debt of the son?

Mu Qingyan held his hand and didn't say anything.