The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Xu Hongyan was freed from the shackles in his heart by Zhao Chuanxin's words, and then he realized that family affection within the rules was not family affection.

He was captured and escaped repeatedly, and he thought a lot during this period.

He understood that his mother's so-called filial piety was a measured filial piety. The mother's love for her son was so heartfelt that she burst into tears, and it was so appropriate in front of relatives and friends.

No one discussed with him whether all this was legal. Before he was kidnapped, his mother kept explaining: "This is all for filial piety."

They must be filial to their elders, and Xu Hongyan must also be filial to their elders. They must be filial as a matter of course. Failure to sacrifice one's life is unfilial.

Let others see this filial piety and let others feel this greatness.

After thinking about this, Xu Hongyan became angry.

After being angry for a long time, he figured out that the problem might not lie with his parents or his grandfather.

Because when they left home, the neighbors looked at their home with a hint of admiration...

Are you crazy, or are all living beings crazy?

…

Zhao Chuanxin carried two fish and came back with Labha.

Before entering, Labha asked Zhao Chuanxin: "Mr. Zhao, my surname is Hu, please give me a Chinese name."

Zhao Chuanxin blurted out without thinking: "Why don't we call him Hu Hansan."

Rabha scratched his head, feeling a little strange.

What's the blame, I can't say.

After entering the door, Hu Da, Hu Er and Xiao Ling'e saw that Labha was still Labha, but Labha was no longer Labha.

Little Ling'e rolled her eyes: "Labuha, what's that bloody mark on your face?"

It was scratched by other children...

Labha did not answer, but said solemnly: "From now on, please call me Hu Hansan."

The whole family was stunned.

What does it mean?

Hu Da frowned: "Nonsense."

Rabha corrected: "Wrong, it's not nonsense, it's Hu Hansan."

Hu Da: "..."

Mudan knew her son best. When she saw that his son was openly refuting his father, how could he look timid and cowardly?

She was a little happy.

This should be the credit of Mr. Zhao.

Hu Er had already slaughtered the sheep and peeled off the skin. Zhao Chuanxin said, "Leave some sheep tail oil for cooking the bottom of the pot later, and let's rinse the fish fillets."

Then, he pressed the still jumping grass carp on the cutting board, took out the kitchen knife Cao Zhengxing bought in Hankou, and tapped the back of the knife on the fish's head, and the fish immediately stopped moving.

Cut a knife at the neck of the fish, chop off the tail, hang it up and bleed it.

Cook another fish.

Remove the first fish, hold the kitchen knife upside down along the fish bone side of the fish tail cut, and cut back to the head of the fish. He held Zhao Chuanxin down and hit the back of the knife hard, and the grass carp was divided into two parts.

Cutting the meat along the neck of the fish, but leaving the skin attached, Zhao Chuanxin held the fish meat with his thumbs and peeled it back until the skin and flesh were completely separated.

Separate the other half of the fish from the bones and skin in the same way.

Then remove the red meat from the sides, edges and middle of the fish.

He threw the fish skin and red meat to the sheepdog in the yard.

Hu Hansan asked: "Mr. Zhao, why don't you want this meat?"

Zhao Chuanxin said: "This is red meat, and the earthy smell is too strong."

Completely peeling off the fish bones on the inside, Cao Zhengxing's kitchen knife tilted left and right and used the butterfly blade to fly up the meat at a fast speed. The fish meat was white and delicate, as thin as cicada wings, and finally the upper part was left.

Hu Hansan was amazed, while Hu Da, Hu Er, Xiao Ling'e and Mu Dan couldn't take their eyes off it.

Zhao Chuanxin cut the upper part into strips vertically, making a crunching sound.

It is still very thin, the width is even and uniform, and the speed is very fast.

Hu Hansan was much more cheerful and talked more. He asked, "Mr. Zhao, where does this voice come from?"

Zhao Chuanxin held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a smile: "This is a parasite calling for help."

"..."

In fact, it is the sound of the meat connected to the fish bones being cut. This part cannot be sliced, otherwise the fish bones will get stuck in the throat.

Trojan card, waist flower, double flight...

Everyone was dazzled.

After the two fishes were cut up, they were piled up and arranged on the plate. It happened to be a large plate. It was so beautiful that no one could tell that it was originally a whole fish.

Hu Da said: "When I was in the army, I heard my comrades who had studied say what it means to have fish with ease and ease with ease. This is called ease with fish, right? How can you say that you have fish with ease and ease with ease by killing an ox? Killing an ox is the answer. You're at ease."

Zhao Chuanxin almost blew out his cigarette butt.

Hu Hansan asked: "Mr. Zhao, where did you learn to cut fish?"

"Haha, I learned it from my old cousin from Guangxi. The difference is that they eat raw fish, while I eat cooked fish."

"Mr. Zhao, what is raw fish and what is cooked fish?"

"When fish is eaten raw, it is called fish. When it is cooked, it is called fish."

He looks so awesome, Hu Hansan thought to himself: Guangxi old man is really awesome.

After the fish was done, Zhao Chuanxin scooped up water and cleaned the vegetable pile. Cao Zhengxing pulled and scraped the vegetable knife a few times, and asked Hu Er to present the sheep tail oil.

This time, Zhao Chuanxin took out the elf carving knife. As his wrist rolled, the elf carving knife drew the wire and made several wavy strokes.

But when you see the whole piece of sheep tail oil, a quarter of it has been cut into countless thin slices.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the elf carving knife, took out the kitchen knife again, held down the slice and cut it into shreds.

Onion, ginger, garlic, salt, pepper powder, wolfberry, red dates, angelica dahurica, galangal, licorice, bay leaves, star anise... I don't know how many things were mixed by Zhao Chuanxin and put into the pot to stew together.

When the water boils, add shredded sheep tail oil.

The shredded fat is rolled up and slowly melted into the soup base.

The lamb tail oil should have a strong smell, but it didn't have much flavor after being put into the pot.

This made Hu Er, who had been slaughtering and eating sheep all year round, very curious: "Mr. Zhao, what is this pot used for?"

"Shake-boiled mutton, boiled fish. It's getting cold, let's eat something hot." Zhao Chuanxin, who was cutting the mutton, said without raising his head.

Not only were they cut into fresh meat slices, but they were also cut into small pieces for Hu Hansan, Mudan and Xiao Ling'e to put on with iron skewers.

Someone else might not be able to keep up, so Zhao Chuanxin did all the early work of cutting blocks by himself.

After all the meat was cut, and Hu Da, Mudan and Hu Hansan were asked to thread the meat skewers, Zhao Chuanxin took out the charcoal grill and lit the charcoal fire.

We eat in the courtyard, with tables and benches in front and a barbecue grill in the back.

Zhao Chuanxin greeted: "Come, come, I'll teach you how to prepare the sauce..."

Onions, ginger, garlic, soy sauce and small chili peppers, all minced, soy sauce, mustard, vinegar, oil, sugar, white pepper. I like to use soy oil when eating fish, but Zhao Chuanxin fried onions and sesame seeds and poured it on the soy oil, and the fragrance immediately spread. open.

He said: "This is a dipping sauce for eating fish. I will dip the mutton into another one later."

The members of the Hu family smacked their tongues. They never tire of fine food and meticulous food. This is too exaggerated.

In the past, when sheep were slaughtered, they either boiled and stewed them, or the legs of the lamb were roasted directly on the fire, sprinkled with salt, and sliced ​​into slices while roasting with a knife. How can there be so much care?

The ordinary mutton that is common on the grassland was made by Zhao Chuanxin and made them drool after seeing it.

Put the fish fillets in a boiling pot, roll them a few times, and make sure they are cooked until the parasites have been killed. The fillets are white and crystal clear, and you can't beat them. Try them with the dipping sauce. The thin slices are fresh, and the places with the fish bones are crispy and chewy. It has a crunchy sound and is very enjoyable.

"Balaji Nyima and I have eaten fish, which was full of thorns. Why doesn't our throat get stuck when we eat it like this?" Hu Daqi asked.

Balaji Nyima is Hu Er’s nickname.

"Nonsense, the fish bone has been cut into pieces that are not much thicker than a hair, so why is it stuck in my throat?"

Hu Er and Hu Hansan ate the most. He scratched his shiny forehead and said sheepishly: "We were clearly entertaining Mr. Zhao, how come it's the other way around?"

Little Ling'e laughed out loud, choked and quickly turned around to cough.

In order to cover up her embarrassment, she quickly got up and poured wine for several people.

When she arrived at Zhao Chuanxin, her beautiful eyes stared straight at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin also looked at her.

Little Ling'e's eyes were full of water.

Oh, she is indeed a prairie girl, she is fierce.

Zhao Chuanxin tapped the table with his fingers: "Xiao Ling'e, let me tell you one thing. When pouring wine, you must not stare into other people's eyes."

Xiao Ling'e raised her eyebrows provocatively: "Why? Our grassland women are not as small as you Han women."

"Because..." Zhao Chuanxin touched the table again: "You wouldn't know if the drink was spilled like this."

Xiao Ling'e lowered her head and exclaimed. The wine had overflowed from the cup and flowed down the table to the floor.

"Ah..." She exclaimed and quickly moved the wine jar away.

The people at the table smiled teasingly.

Hu Da raised his glass: "Mr. Zhao, here's a toast to you. Thank you for helping to get rid of the entanglement between Aminbu and Bao Shanyi today. This son is in trouble and is not a good son-in-law."

He emphasized the word "good son-in-law".

Zhao Chuanxin turned a deaf ear and raised his glass: "Don't talk nonsense. After you drink this one, there will be another. You can do whatever you want after I drink."

After saying that, he raised his head and there was not a drop of wine left in the glass.

There are not even water drops on the hanging cup. In fact, it is quite suspicious if someone sees it.

Hu Da and Hu Er were dumbfounded: "Good drinker."

They gritted their teeth, pinched their noses and drank it all.

For a moment, his face turned red.

Even if the cup is small, I can't bear to drink like this.

Don't mention toasting lightly anymore.

Xiao Ling'e also took a sip.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin again, his expression was absolutely unchanged.

When a family of prairie men saw it, they admired from the bottom of their hearts—it’s so huge!

As everyone knows...

Zhao Chuanxin ate fish and mutton slices for a while, and the charcoal fire was getting hot.

He turned around and grabbed a handful of meat skewers and put them on the charcoal stove.

Three pieces of mutton skewers are lean and two are fat.

Those two fat pieces are actually sheep tail oil.

The lamb tail oil is first roasted until it sizzles and melts.

Seeing the dripping oil, Zhao Chuanxin immediately turned the meat skewers over and sprinkled his exclusive secret ingredients on the dripping side.

When the bottom is also oily, it is also important to cut the meat skewer into two halves, and dip the bottom of this half into the top.

In this way, the suet is evenly spread and coated with the ingredients.

When the material is scalded with hot oil, it immediately emits a rich aroma.

The short video of light industry outside the customs and the barbecue of heavy industry are very mature projects that have been tested in the battlefield.

Nowadays, the barbecue chefs in Lugang Town have their jobs handed down from Zhao Chuanxin.

He flipped the meat skewers skillfully, grilled a large handful and served them immediately: "Here, have a taste."

The Hu family had never tasted this before. Hu Hansan was the first person to eat crabs enthusiastically, with the oil and cumin on the meat skewers all over his face.

Eat with a smile on your face.

Hu Er was convinced: "Mr. Zhao's method of preparing mutton is really amazing, it tastes so good..."

Haha, the four major essences of human beings - the real fragrance monster, the pigeon spirit, the repeater, and the lemon spirit.

Don't deceive me!

Zhao Chuanxin fired his bows left and right, cooking pots and grilling for a while, eating with his mouth full of oil. He drank countless glasses of wine with the family, changing glasses and drinking wine as soon as he came.

Don't ask about your elder brother's drinking capacity, just point in the direction of hundreds of seas...

Little Ling'e clearly wanted to eat hard, but she didn't eat much.

She put down her bowls and chopsticks, her little face turned red from drinking, and she stood up and said, "I'll dance for everyone to entertain you..."

Hu Da said cheerfully: "Our grassland singer is a master of dance. Mr. Zhao has previously said that he has been a trainee for four and a half years? Why not dance with our little Ling'e..."

Others were booing, but Xiao Ling'e's face was flushed, but she was waiting expectantly for Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin laughed: "You must have heard wrong. Zhao is a heavy machine gunner who has been practicing for four and a half years, not singing and dancing. If Zhao is shot with bullets, even the wild boar will be beaten into skewers, and it must be cooked , sprinkle with cumin and chili powder and eat it right away!”

"..."

The image is terrible just to imagine.

Hu Er took out Chaoer and played it for fun.

Chaoer is the morinouqin.

In the small courtyard, the music of the piano sounded. The ups and downs of the music made the horses in the stable kick. If they let go of the reins at this moment, they would be sure to run away.

Little Ling'e was wearing a traditional prairie dress, which Zhao Chuanxin thought was much more beautiful than the Manchu costumes. Especially the belt could outline her perky buttocks, which was very pleasing to the eye.

But she still pulled the hem, lifted her breasts and concave belly, and pushed her back up even more.

His movements were extremely light, his face was like a peach blossom, his clothes were fluttering when he turned around, and his eyes were always directed towards Zhao Chuanxin unconsciously.

Everyone was concentrating on admiring it, but Zhao Chuanxin ruined the scenery, applauding and shouting: "Okay, what a step around the scarf, what a clap with hands on your hips, eh... This flip and jump is so light... This curling up in the air is so magical... This silk swinging and squatting is a masterpiece..."

At first, Xiao Ling'e was still affectionate, but later she kept getting out of shape because of Zhao Chuanxin's yelling, and almost fell to the ground.

She angrily retracted her posture: "Huh, don't jump anymore, you can go ahead!"

Zhao Chuanxin put down the hem of his windbreaker, stood up and said, "Come here, who is afraid of whom?"

He said to Hu Er: "Play a piece of music that breaks your heart and makes you look for a close friend in the mountains and rivers."

Hu Er was confused: "This, this, I really don't know how to..."

Zhao Chuanxin started to order songs again: "How about a song about Ten Thousand Horses Galloping?"

"This and this will not..."

"What about the song "House of Flying Daggers"?

"Let me try..."

Hu Er finally figured out that Zhao Chuanxin wanted exciting tunes.

This can be done.

When the poker players competed, he was also invited to play on the spot.

Morin fiddle began to become short and passionate, warm and unrestrained.

Zhao Chuanxin had never heard of it, but he thought it was very pleasant.

When he turned around, there was a huge gray ax in his hand, it was the Gray Cutter.

As soon as the giant ax came out, the whole family's expression changed.

Only Xiao Ling'e watched with gusto.

This giant ax is too big, luckily he can swing it.

Zhao Chuanxin swung the gray cutter half a circle with one hand and shouted: "Strengthen the mountain with overwhelming energy, but the times are unfavorable and the glory will not fade away."

Suddenly the rhythm accelerated, and the gray cutter roared fiercely, and the roar was terrifying.

Zhao Chuanxin's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and everyone felt murderous intent.

"Explore the tiger's den and enter the dragon's palace, look up to the sky and exhale and it will turn into a white rainbow!"

Zhao Chuanxin chops, chops, turns, slices, cuts...

"Hold the wolf to look at the yellow map, and fill Lushan in Chi County. The green robe is like grass, and the white horse is like a drill. The emperor is walking on the throne to abolish the dynasty, and the chanyu has a long banquet. The two temples are like halberds, and thousands of doors are receiving arrows; a white rainbow penetrates the sun , the goshawk struck the palace; unexpectedly suffered the disaster of Xiatai, and finally saw the changes in Yao City..."

I don’t know what the meaning of this poem is.

Even the Hu family didn't understand its meaning, but they just felt the anger.

Zhao Chuanxin was waving the gray cutter like a madman, but suddenly slowed down. One move after another, splitting mountains and rivers with force.

He sang: I stand, hunting in the wind. I can't wait to feel the endless heartache. Looking at the sky, clouds are moving in all directions. With the sword in hand, ask the world who is the hero!

He liked this part of the song, but he couldn't hear the rest of it, so he didn't sing it.

Withdrawing his move, he waved his windbreaker and the gray cutter disappeared.

The Hu family felt powerful, mysterious, and emotional.

Hu Da and Hu Er were both excited by Zhao Chuanxin's poems and songs.

Hu Er suggested: "Mr. Zhao, you are worthy of being called the God of War, and you are indeed so heroic. I am afraid that no one else in the world can use that giant axe. It's still early in the day, why don't I go out to race horses later?" ?”

Hu Da was excited: "This is how it should be!"

Jiu Mengzi was so excited after drinking.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyes: "Drunk driving, are you two okay?"

Hu Da clapped his chest and said: "Don't talk about this drink, even if you have another jar, I can unite the gun and the horse."

Hu Er laughed loudly and went back to the house to get a quick gun: "Just in time, I'm going to hunt on horseback, look for yellow sheep, continue to eat the mutton skewers, and drink a few kilograms."

Seeing Hu Er want to give him a gun, Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "I can't get used to this thing."

Then he took out a Shui Lian Zhu from the secret realm and said, "This is the trophy from the killing of Mao Zi."

Seeing the water flowing in the water, the two brothers felt a little ashamed of themselves.

Hu Da sneered: "The water flowing like a pearl cannot be compared to a big lift."

Seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin took out two more golden hook rifles of the little devil and threw them to the two of them: "Here, I seized them from the horse bandit Babu Zabu and gave them to you two."

The two were overjoyed.

Since leaving the army, they have no good guns in their hands.

The so-called big lift gun is a lift gun. It is a kind of indigenous gun that is much larger than a rifle. It has been widely used since the Opium War and has not been eliminated because it is cheap.

Little Ling'e's heart was swaying because Zhao Chuanxin had just danced with the axe. At this time, she raised her head and said, "Why don't you take me? I can also ride a horse, I can also shoot arrows, I can also use a gun..."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled slightly and threw a mirror box over: "It's unsightly for a girl to carry a gun, so I'll give you a box cannon."

I blanch...Hu Da and Hu Er's eyes widened when they saw it.

"Is this a two-machine short-range cannon?"

"No, does it look like a luzi?"

"No, it's not Luzi..."

The two brothers scratched their heads and started studying.

Never seen a Mauser pistol.

Zhao Chuanxin taught her how to use it: "Do not shoot unless it is absolutely necessary."

Little Ling'e couldn't put it down. She never mentioned hunting again and happily put the gun on her belt.

He noticed that the eldest brother and the second brother had glaring and hot eyes, and he was worried that they would ask for help later, so he gouged them out severely.

Hu Hansan said: "Mr. Zhao, how about giving me one as well?"

"You have such a big face, and when you open your mouth, you want a cannon to show off your big nose."

Hu Hansan, who has a really big face: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "If you like playing with guns so much, when you grow up, I can provide you with a job - more money, less work, and close to the coffin."

The insurance team, the betrayal army, the adjudication team, the flow of swordsmen flying in the northwest sky... Isn't it easy to lick the blood from the knife edge?

Hu Daquan shook his head in horror: "We must not let Labha rob the tomb..."

"Huh?" Zhao Chuanxin looked at the man suspiciously.

Could it be that?

Hu Da waved his hands hastily: "I misunderstood, I have never done this before..."

It was Peony who interrupted and changed the topic: "It's not peaceful now, the court is suppressing bandits, and the grasslands are full of horse bandits fleeing for their lives..."

Hu Eryi slapped the table: "Sister-in-law, do you still remember that my eldest brother and I were also wanted as horse bandits. When a horse bandit meets a horse bandit, let's see who is more ruthless..."