Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

It was noon at this time, so at this mutton noodle stall, you will definitely not meet Xie Guangan, an acquaintance who has been traveling between Huaifeng Mansion and Longan Mansion all year round.

Fang Chang ate the noodles seriously, then turned to ask Xu Lianrong:

"Why don't you see Lao Xu?"

Xu Lianrong was gently placing a bowl of tofu noodles on the table next to her, and giving it to the diners who ordered noodles, her face darkened when she heard this:

"My father has been dead for five months."

Speaking of this, tears welled up in her eyes, but someone called the stall owner immediately, Xu Lianrong turned around and went to say hello.

Fang Chang sighed slightly and said nothing.

He fixed his eyes on Xu Lianrong and his wife, and sure enough, a close relative died of illness recently.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are common occurrences in the world.

Even if a practitioner is free from disease and disaster, there is also a limit to his lifespan. This is the way of heaven, which cannot be defied.

After paying some money, Fang Chang walked out of the bustling Huqiao Town.

The official road in the south of the town turned a corner and turned to the west. The front is Huaifeng Mansion, he has passed by here many times, so he is no stranger.

The fields on the road have been harvested, and most of the pear trees in the mountains have been picked.

The pears in Huaifeng Mansion are very famous. They are sweet, juicy and thick-skinned. They are resistant to storage and transport, much better than the wild pears on Xianqi Cliff. Fang Chang bought more than ten catties and put them in a bag, preparing to eat them as snacks on the way north.

Going out from the north gate of Huaifeng Mansion is a place that Fang Chang has never gone through.

Glancing at Xingqing Mansion to the west, I saw that the cultural energy in that direction was flourishing, flourishing like the rising sun, which seemed to have stirred up the luck of the human race. It seems that during this period of time, the two Mr. Jian of Xingqing Mansion continued to expand their careers.

Along the way, Fang Chang walked neither fast nor slow.

Faster than pedestrians on the road, slower than chariots, horses, donkeys and mules, with white clothes like snow and a sword behind his back, he looks like a kung fu man from the rivers and lakes.

The sun in late autumn is not as strong as in summer, but like many people on the road, he still wears a bamboo hat to keep out the windy sun.

On this day, Fang Chang walked to a new land.

This place is called Heyi Mansion, and it is out of the sphere of influence of the rebels, but it is not under the rule of the imperial court.

According to the comments of the surrounding people, the local Zhizhou first raised taxes significantly two years ago, which made the people's livelihood difficult, and then suddenly rebelled, fighting back and forth with the two surrounding states. Under the see-saw of competition, the market is quite declining.

Until the soldiers of the southern rebels approached, somehow, the fighting suddenly ceased.

As for the reason for Zhizhou's rebellion, Fang Chang didn't know what was going on, but since the place is still peaceful now, he didn't plan to take care of it. After all, the purpose of going north this time was to uproot the root cause.

After looking at the sky, Fang Chang turned and walked into a small shop by the road.

The autumn wind is already bleak, rolling the fallen leaves on the official road and swirling in the corner of the wall.

"Shopkeeper, what can I eat?"

Seeing a customer coming in, the owner of the small shop happily came up to greet him:

"Guest officer, please sit down. We have noodle pancakes, millet rice, womb cabbage that has just been marinated for a few days, which can be stewed with tofu, and a few seasonal vegetables that can be fried with oil and salt. By the way, There is an old cow reported to be killed in the nearby village, and there is some beef here, the price is extremely cheap, if the teeth are good, don’t miss it.”

Fang Chang randomly found a stool and sat down, and asked, "What do you want to drink?"

"Only tea." The shopkeeper said, "But if the guests want to drink something smooth after a long journey, here are the leftover fried dough sticks from the morning, which can be cut up and stewed with fresh vegetable leaves."

"Well, let's have a fried dough stick soup, and cut up two plates of beef, nothing else is necessary." Fang Chang said.

"Okay, wait a moment, guest officer."

The owner of the store went to work immediately. This place is just a shed, with tables, chairs, benches and stove cutting boards under the same roof. Fang Chang turned around and watched the store's actions.

I saw that he put some oil in the pot, boiled a few scallions for a while, threw in fresh green vegetable leaves and fried it for a few times, then added water to boil, and cut a few hard leftover fritters into small sections, Pour into the pot. When the soup in the pot turns into flowers again, put it into the pot and serve it to Fang Chang:

"Guest officer, please use it, the beef will wait a moment."

The owner went to the cutting board, took out a large piece of juicy beef from a basin covered with sorghum stalks, and sliced ​​it with a kitchen knife. The other party put the sliced ​​meat into a plate, and ordered two drops of balsamic vinegar and two drops of sesame oil before serving it.

"Thank you."

Fang Chang said, and then stretched out his chopsticks to eat.

Sure enough, it is old beef, very chewy, and there are some firewood. Fortunately, Fang Chang's teeth were not a problem, and the beef on this plate was not as hard as copper and iron, so he chewed it up and ate it.

Smack it carefully, the taste is not bad.

Of course, it must be very laborious for ordinary people to eat.

In the countryside, the most common and cheap meat is generally mutton, and fat pork is a precious thing, while chicken and duck are different from the expensive ones in the city, and the price is moderate.

Beef is the most unusual thing. In some places, a big family has received a license to raise beef cattle, so they can raise cattle and sell them.

But for ordinary people, the only thing they can see is farming cattle, which are important means of production, no one will slaughter them without authorization, and the government strictly controls them. Only sick cows and old cows can be slaughtered painfully after reporting. This kind of meat is often of poor quality, and the cooking methods in the village are not good, so the price is very cheap.

It is said that heroes who walk the rivers and lakes like this kind of food the most.

After all, it is a meat food that can replenish physical strength, can relieve cravings, and is cheap, which does not put much pressure on the wallet. Besides, a good mouth is very important for walking in the world, and everyone is not afraid of it being difficult to chew.

At this time, a few people walked into the store, just ordered some pickled vegetables and rice, and started eating there very quickly.

Fang Chang asked the store for a small clean bowl, untied the gourd around his waist, poured out the wine, and ate and drank with the beef.

The deep-fried dough stick soup made by the store, the golden yellow and white fried dough sticks are boiled soft, with oil flowers and green vegetable leaves floating on it, very beautiful. The deep-fried dough stick soup tastes smooth, and it has a bit of the shadow of Huqiao town mutton noodles, but there is a big difference.

After drinking a few cups, I heard the diners next to me gobble up the corn and rice in the bowl, and then asked the shopkeeper for tea to pour the seam and moisten the throat.

Naturally, it is refreshing to sit down after a meal, so several people, both men and women, started chatting.

A yellow-faced man at the head said: "The past two years have been really dangerous. The surrounding states have been fighting terribly, and how many villages and towns have been destroyed! There are also routs passing by from time to time, poisoning the village, really, oh..."

The one next to him asked, "Brother Li, why did they stop fighting so fiercely?"

"Isn't it because of the pressure!" The yellow-faced man called Brother Li complained, but he immediately said, "But it's really strange, even if the rebels—" he lowered his voice, "—leave here It's getting closer, how come the few prefects who are about to hit the brains of dogs are so tacit?"