I didn't intend to be a Fairy

In Black Bamboo City.

A Taoist walked slowly on the street, followed by a little girl in three-color clothes and a handsome young man in black and white clothes. Both of them had fish in their hands, attracting the attention of passers-by.

It's just that the performance of the two is very different-

The little girl looked proud, holding the straw rope tightly with both hands, and raised her head high, with a serious expression and a high-spirited look, like a little general who just returned from a victorious battle.

The young man was just the opposite. Facing the gazes of so many people, he shrunk his neck and dodged his eyes. When walking, he unconsciously walked against the wall.

The little girl stared back at him from time to time, accusing him of walking too close to the wall, so that the people in this city could not see what she had gained.

A group of people still went to the vegetable market in the city to set up a stall and exchange fish for money.

Leave two of them behind and walk back to the inn with them.

The storekeeper was still sitting at the door, his face full of confusion, and when he saw Song You coming back, he raised his head and stared at him:

"Ah! Sir is back?"

"That's right." Song You smiled at the shopkeeper, and handed him a fish, "Before the ice melted, I caught a few fish by the river and left one for the shopkeeper."

"How can this work?"

"I still have to borrow the stove house from the store."

"Sir, if you want to use it, just tell me, why do you need to use these?" The shopkeeper put his hands behind his back and refused to take it.

And it is true.

When we first moved in, it was agreed that Song You could borrow the pot and stove, but the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and firewood cost money. However, these days, Song You often shared some of the cooking with them. I feel that the daily food of the county officials and state officials is probably not comparable to these. It is a luxury and a blessing to be able to enjoy such delicious food by myself, so I confiscated his money again.

I usually cook a good meal and send him some.

Although this store has a bit of a businessman's interest, he is actually a very kind person.

It can be seen from the time when he helped scold the young man who was suspected of being a liar at the gate of the teahouse.

"The shopkeeper must not refuse."

"well……"

The shopkeeper sighed and finally accepted it.

When the three figures went upstairs, he still turned his head and stared at them, his face full of confusion.

In the evening, the river fish was sliced ​​into thin slices, cooked with heavy ingredients and placed in a basin, topped with chili spices, a spoonful of hot oil was poured into it, and the aroma was immediately stimulated. It was another bowl of good food that is difficult to eat these days dish. Taoists often have a sense of trance because of this, as if traveling through time and space, and feel that it is not bad to live like this in this era.

Empress Sanhua was still watching carefully.

However, the days in this small city of Zhaozhou are coming to an end.

It is the season of spring.

It's just that spring in the north always comes late.

As the Taoist expected, after today, there will be seven or eight sunny days in a row, the temperature will rise rapidly, and the ice and snow will melt. By mid-February, the ice on the river has completely disappeared, and there is not much snow on the official road.

Song You took advantage of these few days to wash all the clothes, woolen blankets and thin quilts, and even washed the bags and bags once, and dried them in the store.

Empress Sanhua took her Coolie Swallow to the river to catch many small fish, and dried them in the sun.

Pack your bags and take the dried fish with you.

After the rent was settled, the quilt bag was taken downstairs, and the key was also taken down. The shopkeeper came to him again, with the same entangled look on his face.

He wanted to discuss how to pay to buy the secret stewed meat recipe, but he was afraid that Song You's asking price would be too expensive, so he had to struggle a bit with asking the price himself, and he was really reluctant. After getting along during this period of time, it is considered familiar, and I want to ask if I can teach myself not to mention money, maybe it is because I am a little familiar, and I can't be that shameless.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to rush over to pick up Song You's things, and asked courteously:

"Mister is gone?"

"Let's go, thank you to the store for this time." Song You said to him, "The room has been cleaned, and the things are intact. There are a lot of them. Would the store want to go up and have a look?"

"Of course you can trust Mr.

"It's better to have a look."

"There are not many things, nothing to see."

"Then keep the key."

"okay……"

The shopkeeper took the key from the Taoist, looked up at him, but hesitated to speak.

How can a Taoist not know his mind?

Seeing this, I just laughed, and after thinking about it, I turned my head, looked at a round dustpan next to me, and asked curiously:

"What is that?"

"Mr. Hui, that's our specialty dried mushrooms. It seems to be called hazel mushrooms. My brother sent them over last year. They were stored for a winter and they were not finished. They were stained with moisture. Taking advantage of the weather these days It’s good to take it out and dry it.” The shopkeeper was anxious, afraid that he would leave later, and he couldn’t turn his head when he had thoughts in his heart, so he answered everything he asked with courtesy.

"I remember that on the Shangyuan Festival, the shop made stewed chicken and gave us a bowl, which contained..."

"That's it. It's just that it's soaked in water. It's dry." After the shopkeeper answered, he realized, "Sir, don't look at this thing as unremarkable, but it's delicious. If you like it, I'll give it a try Take something for Mr. to pack and take it away, if there is moisture on the road, just pick a sunny day and let it dry.”

"Then what's the point?"

"Sir, don't we also accept the fish?"

"I really like the taste of the stupid chicken stewed mushrooms, and my cat also likes it very much. In this case, I accepted it brazenly..." Song You saluted with a smile, and paused, "It's just that there is only this hazelnut. Mushrooms are probably not enough, there seems to be chickens in the backyard of the store, I wonder if we can spend money to buy one?"

"..."

The shopkeeper's eyes flickered, making trouble.

It's not easy in the north now, and the chickens in the store are all old hens for several years, but I feel a little bit reluctant.

I just think of the taste of the stewed pork...

"!"

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you need to talk about money? Let's catch one for Mr. and take it away! It's just that it's not easy to take it with you. You need to kill it and eat it as soon as possible!"

"Is that good?"

"Sir, don't refuse."

"That's good."

Song You stood there and waited for him.

The store owner was stingy, but he really planned to send him off, and turned around and walked back as soon as he finished speaking.

There was a flurry of chickens flying around in the backyard, and after a while, the shopkeeper came with a chicken, tied it with hemp rope and handed it to the Taoist.

"Thank you store."

"gentlemen……"

"What? What else is there for the store?"

"I don't know... I don't know..."

The shopkeeper's eyes flickered, but he was still tangled.

"Why are you hesitating?" Song You said to him with a smile, but he put his hand into his bosom, and when he took it out again, he already had a piece of paper in his hand, "Is this what the shop wants?"

"this……"

The shopkeeper reached out and took it dully.

The paper is ordinary paper, folded, and when opened, it is full of words.

It is the recipe for brine.

There are no long narratives, and there is nothing special about it. It is most suitable for those who do not study much. At this time, with a rough scan, you can see that the ingredients are written carefully and in detail, each ingredient, how much to use, what technical points and precautions, including the preservation and reuse of brine, which meat is most suitable, all used The most straightforward and simple text is written clearly.

"There are a lot of spices in this ingredient. Fortunately, there are no such expensive things as ambergris and dipterocarp. Although it is not cheap, if the store can sell it to wealthy people, it may make a lot of money."

"this……"

The shopkeeper looked at the Taoist in a daze.

"Thank you for the hazel mushrooms and fat chicken, and thank you for taking care of me in the past two months." The Taoist only smiled and said to him, "The formula may be valuable, but the least valuable way is to carry it in your arms I will come back to the Taoist temple with me, and the store doesn’t need to say much, if it can be carried forward and spread throughout the country, so that I don’t need to make it myself when I want to eat it in the future, it will be a great help to me.”

"Thank you sir."

"Farewell."

Song You had already put the quilt bag on the horse's back, tied up the chicken, saluted him, and went out.

Still holding the paper, the shopkeeper looked down, looked up at the figures from time to time, followed, and stood at the door to watch them leave.

The bay red horse seemed to have a spirituality, not only did it not need to be bound by a rein, it didn't even need a Taoist to speak, it knew what to do by itself. The three-flowered cat still followed the Taoist with small steps, but looked back at itself from time to time, and that look was clearly the same as that of the little girl.

"Swoosh..."

There are swallows flying in the sky.

The shopkeeper stood there holding the paper in a daze.

It is now February, and the business of the teahouse next door is much colder than it was during the Chinese New Year, but it is refreshing to eat big fish and meat, and the clear porridge with a long flow of water is still available on weekdays, and the storyteller still comes to the teahouse Storytelling in the middle of the book, telling some fairy tales for people's entertainment, the sound came to the store's ears.

It's just that the storekeeper listened, but he had an idea——

In the past two months, the Taoist who lives in his house has taken the cat to the next door to listen to books almost every day, but no one knows about the listeners at the next table or the storyteller on the stage. Gao Ren Taoist and two monsters sat beside them.

If I tell the storyteller myself, or find someone to write it down, I'm afraid it's not inferior to an adventure in the story.

Come back to the house and read this recipe carefully.

Anyway, he also runs an inn. It is the only inn in Black Bamboo City. Whether he is rich or not is another matter, but he still has some knowledge.

He recognized all the spices written on this paper, except for one called "pepper" which was very unfamiliar. During this period of time, I have seen my husband use it. He said that it was brought by a fairy named Yanxian from the south. Many people in the south have begun to plant it, and some people have brought it to the north to sell it, but it is rare after all.

Where to buy it has become a difficult problem for him.

This trouble was until he went upstairs to tidy up the gentleman's room, and saw a pot of plants on the window sill that was not tall, fluttering in the wind, with a small red lantern on it, it was really cute.

...

Golden Jasmine has launched a plan to save expired monthly tickets——

It's the end of the month again, and the monthly pass in my hand is about to expire. It's a waste not to vote, why not vote for Jasmine! Every monthly ticket baby hopes to have a home, come and save them!