New White Snake Asking Immortals

Bai Yujun lived a decadent life of fishing and walking tigers.

The fish in the river were eaten in various ways, steamed, grilled, fried or pickled. Fat Tiger ate all kinds of fresh fish with more spines and less meat. When he yawned, the tiger's mouth was full of fishy smell. After suffering for many days, it began to change again. Eat river crabs.

In the early morning, many farmers came to sell vegetables outside the gate. With so many people in the mansion, there was a huge demand for food and drink. The nearby villagers were initially worried about exploitation, but now they are happy to do business with the princess mansion. The reason why the Medicine Queen has a good reputation is mainly because Princess Mansion's prices are fair and we never deceive anyone.

The morning market that was originally in the town was changed to the one in front of the Princess Mansion. It was close to the town, and there was no need to worry about being bullied and dominating the market. The local scoundrels also passed by, and after some reasoning, they made contributions in the brick kiln.

Other wealthy families are more particular and will not let mud-legged people set up stalls in front of their homes.

But Bai prefers the fireworks of the market, which is real and exciting, as long as he does his business honestly and obeys the rules.

There are all kinds of street stalls, including rice, flour, oil, fish, shrimp, eggs, duck eggs, wild vegetables, herbs dug from the mountains, etc. Some people were lucky enough to find wild honeycombs to get honey. Although their faces were swollen and their eyes were squeezed into slits due to the sting, they laughed the most. happy.

Honey can be sold directly to the Princess Mansion and is very valuable.

By the river, a fat beaver climbed up the bank with a bamboo basket in his mouth, followed the stone steps of the Diaoyutai to the entrance of the compound, and came to the door as if he were returning home under the curious gaze of the villagers. The heavy bamboo basket had a lid and was filled with large river crabs.

The attendants are accustomed to this, living with the ferocious and domineering giant tigers every day, and they find beavers very cute when they see them.

The beaver handed the bamboo basket to the cook, and was not upset at being touched by the cook. He waited leisurely outside the house for the lord to get up. When he was bored, he used to wash his face with his little paws, rubbing his face with both little paws left and right simultaneously, and closed his eyes. I patted, patted, and washed for a while before remembering that I was still on the shore.

There was smoke from the fire in the kitchen, the knives and cutting boards were banging, and the air was filled with an alluring aroma.

The two maids pinched the beaver's fat for a while, then giggled and ran away after being scolded by the female officer, so the person who pinched the meat was replaced by the female officer.

Beaver Xiaodou looked up at the sky and waited quietly.

The cook in an apron appeared again and returned the fishy-smelling bamboo basket.

So, the beaver hugged the bamboo basket and continued to look at the sky like a poet.

Waited for a long time.

The little boy yawned repeatedly and crossed the threshold, reaching out to touch the chubby beaver head.

"Yes, you know how to be filial to this lord, and this is your reward."

With two claps of his little hand, Beaver's head gained a bit of mysterious inheritance. Although it was a small amount, over time it was a very considerable harvest.

The cook and maid began to put breakfast on the table, and the beaver barked twice before going home with the bamboo basket in his mouth.

The life of a little beaver is simple and unpretentious.

Bai Yujun drank delicious crab meat porridge and ate free-range eggs. She squinted her eyes and thought about ways to improve the food. After thinking for a long time, she had no clue. When she saw the maids passing by outside the window, she had an idea. They were all locals and should be better than herself. This outsider knows a lot.

Call the maid to come over, and ask casual questions through the window sill while picking up the food.

As expected of the local people, they know all kinds of edible things whether in the mountains, in the water or underground.

The little maid was chattering and recommending delicacies and game, and Bai Yujun targeted the cricket.

Crickets are similar to crayfish and live in pure mountain springs and streams. They have very strict requirements on water quality. They sounded delicious. Bai Yujun decided to go to the mountains to catch crickets himself. Only those caught with his own hands are delicious.

He quickly drank up the crab meat porridge in a few mouthfuls and asked the maid to pack snacks for lunch.

Shout out the window at the top of your lungs.

"Diehu is out!"

The fat tiger who was taking a nap in the den stood up in a daze, stretched his paws forward, picked up the sack and saddle and put it on himself, with such skill that it made people feel distressed.

Walking to the front yard, Bai Yujun had already changed her clothes and was looking at the sales at the market outside the gate.

Fat Tiger walked up behind Little Bai, lowered his head, opened his mouth, bit the back collar and picked up the boss.

Looking back, Bai Moulong sat on the saddle easily.

"Go to the mountains and set off."

After giving the order, Fat Tiger turned around and leaped over the wall without even looking at the gate, running along the dirt road in the rice fields very familiarly.

The air in the morning is always cool, and the cracks and deep valleys of the mountains are the first to shed the morning sun, painting the shadows of the mountains in the rice fields.

Jump over the irrigation canal and run on the mountain road used by woodcutters.

It's true that the tiger returns to the mountain.

There are many unknown beauties in the deep mountains. Riding a tiger passed through a wet canyon, then climbed up the mountain, passing by a natural narrow stone bridge between two mountains. Bai Yujun slid down the tiger's back and led the fat tiger slowly across this natural bridge. , very high, looking like a stone arch bridge from a distance.

It feels okay when walking on it, because the feet are solid rock and there are many small trees and weeds growing there, so there is no sense of tension in the air.

After crossing the bridge, climb up the tiger's back and continue moving forward, descending from the huge rock formation gap sloping on the cliff to the bottom of the valley.

Bai Yujun stood on the rocks of the mountain stream and heard the sweet sound of flowing water.

"It looks like a good place to catch crickets."

The mountain streams are clear, with shallow water that can be crossed by stepping on stones, and deep pools as big as a house.

Wild small fish swim very fast in the water, and there are basically no big fish in the mountain springs and streams.

The fat tiger took off his sack and posed on the boulder. The golden gradient of the tiger's fur seemed to be rimmed with gold under the light.

Bai Yujun looked around, got into the grass on the shore, and used a knife to cut a piece of hemp that was commonly used by villagers to twist ropes. He peeled it skillfully and twisted it to get the hemp fiber.

I rolled up my sleeves and trouser legs and went into the water. I struggled to pick up the rocks and smashed them down hard. When I turned over the rocks, a few stunned small fish emerged from the water.

Use hemp fiber to randomly tie small fish to the front end of the hemp pole, and the primitive mantis fishing tool is ready.

Fat Tiger looked around intently.

Bai Yujun held a mulberry pole in one hand and a small fish basket in the other. He found a big rock close to the water and squatted down.

Reach the bait to the bottom of the water and stop it near a rock that may be hiding a mantis.

Then wait patiently.

Fat Tiger moved forward curiously, and the stones he stepped on made noises. He was frightened by a certain white man's fierce eyes and stepped back. His furry tiger paws kept rubbing the stones, and his huge tiger face looked aggrieved.

In the quiet valley, a giant tiger lies on a boulder and looks down, and a small figure squats motionless on the back by the water...

The cliff is tilted and the leaves of the old trees fall off, spinning slowly into the water.

Bai Yujun concentrated on staring at the bottom of the water and saw several crickets being tempted to leave their hiding place.

The cricket caught the small fish entangled in the hemp fiber and refused to let go. At this time, he slowly lifted up the grass pole and moved gently. Bai Yujun did not bring a net. When he was about to come out of the water, he reached out to grab it and successfully pinched it with his little hands. Throw the two crickets into the fish basket quickly. If you throw them slowly, your hands will be pinched.

Bai Yujun continued to fish for crickets excitedly, while Fat Hu turned his head and closed his eyes.

It's really fun, sometimes one, sometimes two, and if the reaction is slow, they will run away. How much you gain is not that important.

The fish basket gradually filled up unconsciously.