No Worries about Food and Medicine

Seeing him was just surprised, not seeing any greed for Mingyuezhu and Liuli hairpin, and suddenly said: "Forget that Mr. Xiao is a healer, how can he care about this vulgar thing."

He went back again, put down the glass hairpin, and took another cloth bag, saying: "The young monk was destined to get a set of golden needles, but unfortunately the young monk didn't understand medical skills. Since he was destined to the younger prince, then he gave it to the younger prince."

"..." Yu Jinnian saw a row of nine golden needles in the cloth bag he opened, with different shapes and shapes, actually a complete set of Lingshu nine needles! To be honest ... he was really excited.

Pushed Jin Jin in front of him wholeheartedly: "Do you like it?"

Yu Jinnian reached out and touched, and after an addiction, he put his hand down and shook his head, saying, "I don't want it, I'm not affected by power."

He smiled wholeheartedly and said, "How can I do nothing, did Mr. Xiao diagnose the sick for the monk."

Yu Jinnian honestly said: "This is nothing, and Master's rash is not a difficult problem. As long as you don't touch the food that causes the rash in the future, you won't get it again. Little Master, although I don't know where you came from, A lot of money, but do n’t take it out for others to know in the future ... "As he just said, he suddenly turned around and asked," What did you eat this afternoon? "

He wanted to swindle one heart at a time. Who knows that one heart does not deserve him, but instead looks at him without a word of laughter. Yu Jinnian swallows and feels that he has gone the wrong way and asked questions that he should not ask. , Simply sitting upset.

Thinking about how the little Sami did not come back, he walked about two steps at will, as if it was unintentional, and it seemed that he was standing in front of the door slit deliberately, and a vine branch was hanging from the eaves, and the reflection on the window paper was like a The jagged bones are jagged, and they seem to be the ghosts and ghosts who are strictly guarding the door. This is why Yu Jinnian wants to get out of his way and escape.

Xu was assisted by heaven, and there was a gust of evil wind. The two thin wooden doors creaked and rattled a few times, and then suddenly opened to the two sides of the hole.

Standing at the door with his heart, in the wind, the cold wind in the mountains twirled his fallen robes with the scattered leaves falling. Yu Jinnian narrowed his eyes to avoid the wind, and when he opened it again, he saw what he was grabbing from the air and was playing in his hands. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a yellow leaf.

Yu Jinnian only knew that the Buddha had the allusion of holding flowers and smiling, but he couldn't fully understand why the Buddha held the flowers and why the Buddha smiled, just like he doesn't know what he was thinking about holding leaves.

"Today's Winter Clothes Festival." Yi Xin suddenly said, "Does Mr. Little have anyone to worship?"

Yu Jinnian thought of this body of father and mother, but the original parents died for too long, he has not even remembered what they look like, only a hazy outline, he said: "Master Yixin, if you have to think about it What to send me is better to memorize the chanting for the dying father and mother for me. I do n’t understand Buddhism, and I do n’t even recite the scriptures. "

Laughing wholeheartedly is not an unintentional smirk, but it is from the bottom of my heart that this sentence is funny, his monk's robe is plain, it seems that he is as old as a person in the age of twilight, and he is lifeless, just this sudden The smile on his face made him feel like he was coming from winter to spring.

Yu Jinnian was puzzled by his laugh.

He smiled and shook his head slightly: "The thought of the heart will only attract evil spirits. Mr. Xiao still asks Gao Ming. But if Mr. Xiao has any financial worries, he can help you out of trouble."

To put it this way, the translation is-I have nothing else, but more money.

Really better than others, maddening.

"It's not entirely because the husband and I consulted the doctor. The food of the little husband is also very delicious. My mother certainly liked it, especially the sugar **** slices. She lived on the street during her lifetime, she fell into poverty and was frozen to death. In the snowy New Year ’s Eve, the last wish before death was to drink a bowl of syrup. ”At this point, the knuckles clattered secretly, but the surface was very indifferent, and he wrote lightly,“ I ’m going to ask for syrup. Without discussion, the mother died. "

Yu Jinnian didn't know how to comfort him, so he bowed his head and didn't speak, so he was a honest listener.

Close to the two steps toward Yu Jinnian, he looked down at the jewelry in his hand, and sighed, "If there is rich wealth in the whole heart, if there is no one to share, what is the difference from the empty sleeves? These yellow and white creatures do not bring, If you do n’t take it away, it ’s not as good as the dung soil and the spring flowers, the wax snow and the seedlings ... It is useless. It is better to give it to those who are destined, and it is also regarded as their Buddha ’s fate. "

Yu Jinnian didn't quite understand the logic of one mind either. He had seen the enslavement of wealth, and he had seen Brother Hyun Fu, but he had never seen such a mind. You say that you do n’t love money, but he is a moon, and you say that he loves money, but he says that it is not as good as dung. What does he want?

But the more he was determined to send him things, the more Yu Jinnian felt that these things were very problematic, and he naturally dared not accept them. He stepped back and forth seven or eight steps in a row, as if he was a wicked man who was forced to prosperity.

It was a bit of a crying expression.

Speaking, Xiao Sha Mi, who had gone to the lead inkstone, finally came back, hiding her jewels in her sleeves quietly, taking the inkstone and grinding the dip pen by herself. Yu Jinnian went to observe him again, and found that his face was no longer smiling, and he became a gentle and indifferent group, as if he had been indulging in Dharma for many years and had no foreign objects, just as ordinary as other monks seen in the temple. .

How can people change their faces so quickly, Yu Jinnian said with emotion.

"Mr. Please." Standing up and letting out the book case.

In fact, Yu Jinnian saw that the pen and paper were still a headache, and when he lifted the pen, he felt that he was studying at the school. He was nervous, lest he write a typo to make people laugh, he wrote with care, and did not bother, and turned to the cabinet Looking for something, the little Sami next to him couldn't wait anymore. Seeing that both of them were dry and boring, there was nothing to look at, so they gave their gifts to the whole heart and offered to go back to Master first.

"Xiaofengsan is used for internal protection, cicada sloughs flax and flavescens, Shi Zhilang passes back to the grass, rubella and eczema serve well."

Yu Jinnian silently chanted Fang Ge, added or subtracted a few medicines, and was sad when writing to the cicada. He twisted his eyebrows and unconsciously bit the pen barrel, as if he was seriously recalling the strokes of these two words-in fact in his heart But he was shouting, Grandpa Ji, where did you go!

Speaking of Ji Hong, there was no chaos, he just waited outside the hall.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one came out, and then went back to look for it, and there was no boy in the hall anymore-naturally it could not be found, because Yu Jinnian had been led by the whole heart and left from the side entrance of the treasure hall. He instantly froze his face and stopped a lot of monks along the way. He asked them one by one and asked from a small Sha Mi who was passing by. It seemed that a monk with the nickname "One Heart" took Yu Jinnian away.

Ji Hong wanted to see what he saw under the banyan tree. The young monk who looked gentle and harmless became more and more disturbed in his heart.

Along the way, I explored the monastery. The vines, branches and trees in the courtyard were entwined, and the smoke cages were verdant. They were all things that called love and scenery. At this moment in Ji Hong's eyes, they felt that they were gloomy and cold, like a devil's cave.

He saw one of the doors slightly slit, and walked quickly.

In the room, find an incense ball made of copper hollow curly grass from the cabinet. Press it lightly, and the hollow copper ball will be split into two from the middle. Use a white towel to place it inside and outside. Wipe clean, take out another small wooden box, pluck a spoonful of black-brown paste, pinch with your fingers into a ball, and put it on the incense spacer in the copper ball.

Light the incense mud, close the copper ball, and hang it on a small flower stand protruding beside the book case.

Yu Jinnian was thinking dumbly, and suddenly smelled a fresh and refreshing scent. He couldn't help looking up, and the green smoke flew out of the delicate engraving of the copper ball, which was very refreshing.

After a brief glance at Yu Jinnian's prescription, seeing that he stayed here for a long time, he smiled and took another pen dipped in ink, and bowed to complete the words that Yu Jinnian hadn't found for a long time.

At the moment, Ji Hong pushed the door in, and the scene of the eyes was like that. His heart was bowing and leaning beside the boy, very intimate, and the boy was concentrating on and writing his crooked characters. No attention. Why didn't he need to understand the ins and outs, his eyes gradually infiltrated with the unfathomable color of dark ink, and he hurried to grasp the wrist of the boy holding the pen.

Unconsciously, he used his hand to pull the young man from the book case: "What are you doing here, it's time to go." Ji Hong pressed his voice, clearly speaking to Yu Jinnian, but his eyes were fixed on his quick step Body.

Seeing that he could find him, Yu Jinnian immediately lost his pen and said with pleasure: "A mage asked me to give a diagnosis to Master Yixin. Well, now it's over, let's go!"

He also bowed his respects to Ji Hong wholeheartedly, and then lowered his eyebrows to the side.

Ji Hong is also not a narrow-minded person. He understands that as a healer, a teenager must have contact with all kinds of men and women. If he can't bear such contact, he will never be obsessed with the teenager. Just being dedicated to this person always gives people an unfathomable feeling. He reminds Ji Hong of the white wolf he has seen in the extreme north snowfield. It looks pure and flawless like a fairy in the snow, but it is actually a fierce beast with fangs and claws.

There was a faint fragrance in the room, Ji Hong only glanced at it, and he said first: "It is Xinxinxiang."

Even though he was not happy, he could not arbitrarily deal with this smiling pious Buddha, so he took Yu Jinnian's hand and walked out with a sullen face. He just wanted to go out and re-educate the teenager-he only cares about seeing a doctor But whether it is good or bad depends on whether the person is good or not-this one is obviously not a good person!

Seeing that they would go without stopping, he silently followed behind them, and at the moment when Yu Jinnian stepped over the threshold of the room, he suddenly shot and patted the young man on the shoulder.

Yu Jinnian looked back dumbfounded and saw that he was quietly standing in front of the door and smiled with him: "Mr. Xiao, at this time next year, if Mr. still remembers one heart, he will also replace one hearted mother while burning colorful clothes at the intersection. Burn two pieces. "

Although it seems that it is abnormal, it has some madness potential, but it does not cause any substantial trouble to people. Yu Jinnian thought, saying that the Buddhists need to cut off the seven passions and six desires, and concentrate on the Buddha. He couldn't worship his mother as he wanted, but it was just burning two more sheets of paper for the cold clothes festival. It was not a big deal. He nodded and agreed.

...

The two walked out of the gate of Fengbo Temple and walked down the stone steps all the way. Yu Jinnian was talking about one thing, and how the little master hid a room of jewellery and how to force him to say something, After going down the mountain, he chatted with Ji Hong: "Although I am not a good monk, I can be regarded as a good son?"

"Oh." Ji Hong sneered coldly.

Yu Jinnian tilted his head and looked at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Hong finally had to chime in and said: "Look at what's in your sleeve."

"Ah?" Yu Jinnian grabbed two pockets in his sleeve, and touched a small money pouch, a small packet of sugar **** slices, and a small hand towel. He suddenly took a meal and pulled out the inexplicable things. The Moon Pearl he had seen couldn't help but shouted, "Ah! When did it come out?"

Ji Hong seems to have known for a long time, said lightly: "When he patted your shoulder."

Yu Jinnian was surprised: "Why didn't you say that earlier? Actually let me go down the mountain!"

Ji Hong frowned and said sadly: "But I want to say that you can only open your mouth and close your mouth all the way. How can you put it in your mouth?"

Yu Jinnian: "... Then I will send him back."

I ca n’t forget it after seeing it once. If I see you again, will it be the second time? Ji Hong stretched out his hands to clasp the teenager's wrists, pulled back around him, and clasped them violently, ordering: "Don't go. Since he has a lot of money, he doesn't want to miss this bead."

"..." How could this person be jealous?

Yu Jinnian was coaxed back to a bowl of noodle restaurants, and he was coaxed to hand over the bead to Ji Hong for safekeeping. Later, he was disturbed by the miscellaneous affairs in the store, and the troublesome diners who took care of the communication were too late. He turned his head and left the matter of the moon in his mind. He was busy under the kitchen, and he saw Qinghuan humming. Come in with two big baskets of duck eggs.

He helped carry over and asked, "Where did the duck eggs come from?"

Qing Huan also said strangely: "I don't know, just before turning around, there are more than two baskets outside the noodle shop. I asked the guests in the store and I don't know. There is also a piece of paper here, Ji Gongzi Have a look? "

Ji Hong took a look, only four words: "Mr. Xie Yu."

"It seems that it was not wrong, which patient's Xie Yili?" Qing Huan laughed.

Yu Jinnian thought about it, and he did n’t know who sent it, but Xie Yili showed auspicious meaning to the patient and the doctor, and did n’t care much about the content or the content. If he pushed it, it was not good, so he did n’t bother to investigate. Here, I happily accepted the duck eggs and wondered how to eat them.

When he mentioned eating, the boy's eyes glowed, and Ji Hong couldn't help but touch his head, suggesting: "If you cook eggs, you haven't eaten for years."

These duck eggs are all large and round, light green shell, heavy and thick, they are not like other white shell eggs, the hand is light and empty, and it looks bad at first glance. Duck eggs are the most delicious than pickled eggs, and among them, green eggs are the best. Although eggs and pigeon eggs can also be used as pickled eggs, they are not as delicious as green duck eggs.

Since Ji Hong wanted to eat pickled eggs, Yu Jinnian was naturally satisfied, even if Qing Huan was asked to go to the restaurant to ask for the jar of spicy wine.

There are many kinds of pickled egg methods, one said is mud wrap, the other is dough, and pure salted water is used, but Yu Jinnian's most commonly used is the wine dip method, which is simple and clean, when eating egg yolk flow, and there is a vague The most important thing is that the wine is not only marinated to remove the smell of duck eggs, but also easier to make the yolk red and oily.

Yu Jinnian fry the five-spice powder here, mix it with salt and turn it over again, and Qinghuan returns with the wine.

His little drunkard could n’t afford to miss the opportunity to steal and drink. He opened the altar and took a sip. The spicy wine is no better than those finely brewed with bamboo, chrysanthemum and fruit. The taste of the wine, which belongs to the cheap big bowl of wine in the wine shop, although the taste is a bit monotonous, but it is very enjoyable. After taking a sip, the whole body is warmed up, but I feel that I have unlimited strength to squander.

Ji Hong heard that Qinghuan said that the preparation method of pickled eggs was simple. He could help with it by a layman, so he washed his hands and changed his clothes. When he entered the kitchen, he saw that the teenager was secretly drinking the pickled eggs. Spicy wine.

When he walked into the kitchen, the teenager greeted him, holding a glass of wine and looking up with a smile: "Reward yours."

Ji Hong couldn't help being infected by his smile and grabbed his lower back. The teenager always said that his body fell like a piece of paper, and he obviously was not very strong. This waist was also unbearable. He felt this flexible. With a thin waist, his tone softened: "Why, why award me?"

Yu Jinnian said seriously: "The award you have traveled so far this time, and you have climbed the mountain, but you haven't panted."

Only when Ji Hong heard this did he seem to be aware of it, and when he recalled, it seemed to be true. Before, he seldom left the house, but as long as he left the house, he would definitely ride in a sedan chair, even if it was only a tens of steps, and he would support him from left to right. In those years, there will even be a group chair with the sedan chair. Later, when he arrived here, he was instructed by the young man as a buddy, sweeping the dishes and running errands. In the past, he used to do things. Now he has done it all by himself ... Unexpectedly, his body has some improvement.

He had no hope of improving his body for a long time, but now with this lively and lovely boy around him, it is inevitable that some emotion will be born in the middle of the night-he is thinking about his early soul return to bliss, but also makes The young man was able to withdraw as soon as he knew how to engage in emotions. When he mentioned it with his best friend in the future, he ended up with an "old man"; but when he thought that he really forgot him completely, he felt in his chest again. Painful, I wish I could swallow the boy next to me for a long time, no matter what bridge or forget the river, they are with him.

Can think about it, tossing and sleeping, and thought-still alive, only to see the teenager's smile.

Therefore, although Ji Hong basically maintains a healthy attitude, he still wants to get better, so when he heard the teenager say this, he suddenly felt that he hoped to get better, and he could n’t help but feel slightly happy, so he bowed his head and drank Yu Jinnian ’s hand. The sake also kissed the teenager's finger along the cup.

Yu Jinnian's finger was tickled by his kiss, giggling twice, and tapped on the chin while taking advantage of the smell of wine, saying it was courtesy.

Ji Hong really loved him as a courtesy, but his face was hard to reveal, and he only smiled slightly.

The two sat in the kitchen face-to-face with their own thoughts, poured wine in a basin, and stood another empty jar of washed and dried water beside them, and began to pickle eggs.

The wine dip pickled egg is to roll the green shell duck egg in the wine first, and then in the spiced salt powder, it can be put into the pottery jar. When eating at home in the previous life, because there was a refrigerator and the taste of the adoptive father was weak, it was generally just rolled two times and then put it in the bag to secure it. The salty taste of the duck eggs when eating was just right. But this is not safe at the moment, and it still needs to be made a bit saltier to be stored longer.

So after they put the duck eggs that rolled over two circles into the pottery jar, Yu Jinnian opened another pot of saturated brine-that is, pour the salt into the boil, wait until the brine is full and a thin layer of salt remains at the bottom of the pot At that time, the resulting concentrated brine. Sprinkle the five-spice powder into it, then pour the salt water and the remaining wine in the jar into the pottery jar, you can seal the jar with a wooden board, hold down the big stone, and wait patiently.

After the pickled eggs were prepared, it was a little bit late, and Yu Jinnian was too lazy to figure out what to eat tonight, so he sautéed a salty and spicy dish, and cut a thin slice of pork on the braised pork noodles.

Then take the remaining five or six cold buns from yesterday, use a knife to dig a hole at the tail of the buns, take out a piece of crumbs, use long chopsticks to hold the fire in the mouth of the stove, and bake it. The buns are slightly burnt and cracked. A few slits, and the scent of roasted buns came out from the kitchen.

When he was young, he had eaten buns roasted by his neighbor Aye in his hometown of his father. Since then, he has fallen in love with it. When he returned to the city, he implicitly asked his father to do it once, but at that time there was only a natural gas stove in his family. But in terms of taste, I always feel that something is worse. It is not as good as the aroma roasted in the stove. As for the grill, it is even worse. I do n’t know what is wrong.

Thinking of the smell of baked buns, Yu Jinnian sang songs in his belly. He patiently baked all five or six hollow buns, and placed them one by one with a small porcelain plate, empty stomach facing up, Then stuff the previously fried dishes into the bun belly, and finally garnish with a pinch of shredded pork.

This is called a "steamed bun cup". Is it beautiful to have dishes and meals?

As for the remaining steamed buns, he cut them into slices, dipped in a layer of flour, and burned into a pot of stewed steamed bun soup. This is also a kind of home cooking, that is, after taking onion, ginger, garlic and soy pot, pour an egg and grind it, then cook it with shredded cabbage, add salt and soy sauce according to taste, and then cut the sliced ​​buns Throw it in, close the lid and simmer, you can eat it!

But don't look at it as crude, it seems that there are no valuable ingredients, but it is also very fragrant, only Yu Jinnian can drink two large bowls.

Because today is the cold clothes festival, before it gets dark, the diners quickly disperse, because when it is dark, it is the time for ghosts to walk, but anyone who feels that his yang is weak will hide back home early to The anti-collision hit the solitary ghost.

The family was eating warmly, and Sui Sui was so funny because of the steamed bun cups. He also ate half of them. He could not stand upright and was laughed at all night by everyone. After dinner, several people packed up separately, and Qinghuan took Sui Sui back to the house, saying that she wanted to teach her to be a woman red. At such a young age, she didn't know what kind of hard work to learn.

Yu Jinnian took a small basket from the backyard and rushed to find Ji Hong.

At that time, Ji Hongzheng was pacing in the room because he was fed too much by the teenager. Suddenly the door opened. He hadn't turned back, and he felt a heavy cold on his back.

The boy grabbed his neck with his hands behind his back, hung it on his back half-way, and twiddled a foot on his back, wandering half his head out from behind for a moment, and said with joy: "A Hong, we will also send the winter clothes Yeah! "