$250,

$250,

Tsk!

The black rice swelled so much that it filled a large porcelain bowl,

Wrapped in the cold black water,

It was poured into the oil pan all at once.

A lot of bubbles suddenly appeared in the oil pan!

In the churning bubbles,

There was a constant scream,

A palm covered in fried batter struggled to stretch out from the black oil, trying to climb out of the oil pan - at the same time, a cold and mysterious rhyme rippled in the oil pan, causing the temperature of the oil to drop instantly.

The bubbles bulging on the oil layer shattered and disappeared!

"Burn the fire, burn the fire!"

Li Yueshan shouted to the mute woman,

The dumb girl who was in a daze came to her senses and kept filling the stove with firewood.

The dim stove eyes were once again burned red by the fire,

The oil pan is getting hot again!

Boom boom boom!

The fat old man rounded his arms, and the spatula clenched in his hand violently slapped the hand stretched out from the oil pan.

At the same time, he took out a row of wooden or iron bottles and cans from the front pocket of his leather apron.

Picked out an iron jar,

Unscrew the jar with one hand,

Sprinkled some black powder into the pot!

call!

The moment the powder is sprinkled into the pot,

A ball of hot fire spurted out from the stove hole under the firewood pot, almost burning the mute woman's eyebrows.

She subconsciously stepped back,

Look again at those red eyes of fire,

I saw that the flames in the stove's eyes seemed to have gathered into a chicken egg.

Inside the egg, there is a dark figure constantly beating the outer wall of the egg.

It made the whole flame egg tremble,

This tremor linked the iron pot,

The temperature in the iron pot rises sharply——

There was a bang,

A fierce fire lit up in the iron pot!

"ah--"

A miserable scream rang out from the large amount of bubbles rising from the oil pan,

As the oil temperature rises to the extreme, those bubbles

All are reduced one after another,

The hand that was stretched out from the oil pan and covered with batter and fried batter fell feebly into the oil pan.

Covered by layers of black oil,

Gradually devour it.

Nothing could be seen beneath the dark layer of oil,

Li Yueshan wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to sprinkle colorful powder into the oil pan.

Then stir the spatula into the oil.

Start flipping vigorously!

The black oil was disturbed and swirled,

Gradually turning into a whirlpool,

The grease is constantly reduced in this rotation,

keeps decreasing,

Eventually disappear completely.

On the bottom of the clean and refreshing firewood pot, there lies a colorful thing that looks like a broad bean.

People who love to eat hot waist must know,

The shape of this thing,

Not much different from pork kidneys.

Li Yueshan glanced at the spatula with a bent handle because he had slapped it with distress - he had not earned any "firewood" since he became the owner of the stove, and the guy who worked had to be reimbursed for it.

but,

The cost of a spatula that almost didn't work,

Finally, he gained a lot.

"Shui Zang, with this one, all the five elements and five internal organs are alive!" Li Yueshan looked at the 'Water Zang' at the bottom of the pot and smiled happily.

He put the leather glove on his left hand on his right hand,

My right hand was wrapped in two layers of gloves.

Then he stretched out his right hand,

He picked up the soft and somewhat elastic ‘kidney-Shui Zang’,

He carried the dirty water to the spout of the pottery pot,

The fat old man held his breath,

Holding the dirty water in your hand,

Squeeze hard - I hope this water will not consume too much frying oil,

If the five internal organs of the spirit are well determined,

Before God could invite him back, he had used up all the fried oil.

Then he will have to borrow some from other stove owners - the problem is that this kind of old oil has its own tricks in every branch, and it is easy to ignore the outside world.

I can't borrow some fried oil.

Can't open the temple,

The stove has to fall down!

Wow!

As Li Yueshan clenched his palms tightly, a large amount of dark oil from the glove spilled out between his fingers, staining the gloves until they were mottled.

The dark fried oil kept falling into the clay pot,

Li Yueshan watched the grease pouring into the pottery pot.

I'm always counting how much fat is already in the clay pot.

About a minute later,

‘Water Dirty’ can no longer squeeze out any trace of fried oil.

He wrapped the 'Shuigui' in a cloth and put it on the stove. He first moved the pottery pot with both hands, weighed it once and twice, and grinned - not only did he not lose any oil when frying the Shuizhang, he also lost some oil. That’s 10% more than before!

Some ghosts are like fat pigs,

rich in fat,

If you throw it into a frying pan and deep-fry it, a lot of grease will come out.

These fats and oils also become fried oil.

This kind of "fat trick" is the kind of trick that all stove owners are happy to encounter.

Li Yueshan was lucky this time.

I just ran into a 'fat sly'.

He moved the clay pot under the table and found a wooden box.

There were already four objects wrapped in cloth inside.

Now put the wrapped 'water dirty' into the box, and the 'all five internal organs' will be inside.

Put away the box,

Li Yueshan smiled at the mute girl behind the stove and said, "Go to the temple and rest. The matter has been finished. I'll just take care of it here!"

The mute woman pointed to the stove,

He signaled to Li Yueshan, does he still need to continue burning the stove?

He shook his head,

Pointing to the temple behind the bamboo forest,

After thinking about it,

He waved his hand again, telling her not to burn firewood, and went to sit on the horse to rest.

The fat old man went off to burn another stove,

Dig out a spoonful of lard and heat it up.

Take a piece of pickled vegetables in a jar and chop them into pieces, throw them into the oil pan and explode them.

at last,

The remaining crispy rice was also thrown into the pot.

Stir fry as often as you like.

Remove from the pan.

A bowl of fragrant lard fried rice was delivered to the mute girl: "After eating, move around before going to bed."

The mute woman holds a piece of oily fried rice.

The aroma of lard fills the nostrils.

She was stunned,

Bowed and bowed to Li Yueshan,

He held the bowl of fried rice and started eating.

——

Downstairs of the wooden archway in Tanjia Village, Su Wu placed a coarse porcelain bowl filled with soul-receiving rice.

Put a handful of lit incense,

Green smoke curls up.

He turned back and left,

Get into a dilapidated house not far from the wooden archway.

The walls of the house are made of earth, and the wooden beams on the roof are still there. However, a few rafters are missing, as well as the thatched shed that the rafters connected to.

The cold wind blew into the house along the large vacated hole.

"Gulu——"

The boy who was curled up in the corner, Gou Sheng, rubbed his belly.

He was a little hungry.

After covering the broken wooden door, Su Wu returned to the corner and heard the growl from the child's stomach. He smiled and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Yes." The boy nodded, not embarrassed at all.

This is the age when you can eat.

Although I was quite hungry after the meal I had in the evening,

But the boy ran all the way,

After another fright, all the food in his stomach was consumed due to excessive consumption.

"I can't find anything to eat now.

Let's talk about it when we go back during the day," Su Wu said to the boy through the broken window in front while observing the movement of the wooden archway.

The country's power has declined to a certain extent,

The problems caused by the decline of people's livelihood and lack of resources are unimaginable by future generations.

If you go for a walk in a modern rural area,

Not to mention that there is food everywhere;

But basically you can find something edible so you won’t go hungry.

For example, watermelons in the melon field,

Potatoes in the soil, sweet potatoes,

Still relatively tender and sweet corn, etc.

But in the era Su Wu lives in now,

None of these foods are available.

In the crop fields, wheat seedlings have just grown.

It was rare to hear even a bird chirping in the surrounding wild forest, which made the idea of ​​hunting even more unrealistic.

Food can only rely on the little grain stored at home.

If there is no food stored at home,

Then he looked for relatives and friends to help him.

If you don’t even have any relatives or friends,

Just go begging from house to house,

If you beg for food and you can’t even get it,

So he had no choice but to huddle in the corner and wait to die!

Su Wu only stayed in this era for no more than two or three days.

I was vaguely aware that Master and the kitchen team were facing the biggest survival dilemma of ‘lack of food’.

But to change this dilemma,

But it can't be done overnight.

The most important thing at the moment,

Or learn all the methods used by the Kitchen God Cult to imprison Li Gui?

As well as the planting and cultivation methods of ‘Soul-harvesting Rice’, etc.

"Yes, brother." Gou Sheng thought of Grandpa Zhang Zao's words. When they went back tomorrow morning, they would be able to eat freshly stewed pheasant, and his mouth suddenly began to salivate crazily.

If you could eat meat every day,

Even if I have to walk this night road every night,

Encountered something strange,

So what?

Gou Sheng's thoughts were spinning.

Su Wu, who was next to him, looked at the wooden archway for a while, then retracted and said to Gou Sheng: "There is a trick coming, but don't be afraid, it will just look here and then leave. Don't talk to it.

see what it does,

You pretend not to see it either. "

The little boy's eyes instantly became frightened.

Just now, I was thinking that if I could eat meat every day, the idea of ​​not being afraid of anything all night long would disappear!

His heart was pounding,

Su Wu couldn't help but feel closer to her.

Su Wu patted his shoulder and slowed down his breathing.

outside the door,

A gust of wind blew up the dust on the ground,

In the cloud of dust and smoke,

An old lady with little feet walked out,

'She' opened a pair of gray-white eyes and scanned the deserted village. Suddenly - she heard voices coming from an earthen house.

Two little feet stepped forward on the road,

It staggers as it walks,

The joints of both arms and legs were tense;

Like a person walking on stilts,

Always pay attention to your feet.

Prevent one foot from missing,

His feet sprained and he fell to the ground!

but,

Although it staggers as it walks,

The speed is not slow at all,

Step forward with your front foot, follow with your back foot,

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the door of the earthen house where Su Wu and Gou Sheng were.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

It knocked softly on the door.

The woman's thin, gentle voice came from the crack in the door: "Gou Shengzi, open the door for mother, mother is here to see you..."

Listen to this voice,

Gou Sheng's eyes suddenly became frightened!

This is the voice of his dead mother!

In the middle of the night,

Anyone who hears this sound,

They will only close the door tighter,

Where can the door be opened?

Even though Gou Sheng was still a child, he was not a fool. How could he be fooled by the tricky one outside the door?

Therefore, his eyes were frightened, but he had no intention of getting up and opening the door.

"Son,

My son, don’t you even want to see your mother?

Mom misses you down there! "

The dog's remaining eye circles are slightly red,

Still unmoved.

"Son, my heartless son..."

"It's so cold down there..."

"Mom, I gave you the last handful of rice to eat.

You heartless person,

Are you not even willing to open the door for your mother and let her go in and warm yourself? "