I don’t know how long I slept, but the Taoist priest seemed to hear the master calling him. He opened his eyes sleepily and glanced at the master. He still saw the familiar smiling face full of wrinkles. The Taoist priest spoke in a daze.
He said, "Master, I'm starving to death. Why did you come back?"
After saying that, the little Taoist fell asleep again.
"Taoist priest, please take the little Taoist priest back to the temple. It won't take much work here, so just leave it alone." Zhang Fangqing said brightly.
"Yes, Taoist priest, please leave it alone." Xiao Dajiang said.
When they came, Zhou Maolin promised that even though they came to the mountain to help the old Taoist, they would still get work points from the team. Not only did they get work points, but they could also get close to the old Taoist leader, so they were naturally happy.
"Okay. Thank you for your hard work, everyone. I sent my apprentice back and made dinner for today. There is nothing delicious in the temple, so I just smoked a few pieces of wild boar meat. If you don't mind, you can stay and have dinner."
said.
Zhang Fangqing knew that Lao Dao lived a hard life on the mountain, so he didn't want to cause trouble to Lao Dao: "Taoist, there's no need for dinner. You and the Taoist usually eat in the temple, but there are so many people here at once, and we are both pregnant."
Han, where can you get such a big pot?"
The old Taoist smiled and said: "Fang Qing, if you look down on my old Taoist, just leave after planting the fields. If you think highly of my old Taoist, just stay and eat. There is also a jar of wine in the temple. You know that my pot is small, so you can eat less later."
Order rice, more bowls of wine, and more wild boar meat.”
"Master Taoist, if you say that, then you won't be able to part with the wine later. Not only do we eat a lot, we also drink a lot." Zhang Fangqing saw that the Taoist was really entertaining guests, so he immediately agreed readily.
The people in the mountains are all straight people. They are all very cheerful and straightforward in speech. There is no crookedness in their words. They also work very quickly. With six people and more than an acre of paddy field, it didn't take long for them to be planted.
"Fang Qing, do you think this paddy field is strange? This field has obviously been dug recently, so how can the water be closed?" Xiao Dajiang said in surprise, pointing to the brand new loess beside the field.
Zhang Fangqing looked at the loess on the edge of the field and said with a smile: "Everyone, please see if this is okay and don't go back and talk nonsense. There are some things that you can't talk about."
Everyone nodded in agreement. The old Taoist is a man with magical power and masters the mysterious Taoism. If something unreasonable happens to him, it is actually reasonable.
"Let's go, the Taoist priest has prepared dinner. You can just eat. The Taoist priest is an easy-going person and doesn't have anything particular to say." Zhang Fangqing led everyone towards the Patriarch Temple.
In the Patriarch's Temple, the old Taoist was very busy. Throughout the year, it was rare for anyone to have a meal in the Patriarch's Temple. He even didn't have enough bowls and chopsticks. After rummaging around the temple, he finally found a few bowls.
I found a few pairs of chopsticks that had not been used for a long time. I soaked them in water and washed them carefully later. People in the mountains are not particular about it, so they can be used once they are washed.
The smoked wild boar meat was ready-made. I boiled a pot of water, soaked the bacon in the water, and brushed it vigorously with a brush to remove the thick black stove ash on the bacon. Remove the black dirt from the wild boar meat.
It turned bright red, which made people appetizing. I went to the field to pick a handful of red peppers, cut the bacon into large pieces, fried it in a large pot, and filled a large pot with a ceramic bowl.
. Just smelling the aroma of the meat made the old cat circle around the Patriarch Temple.
The old cat is kind of afraid of this ancestral temple, and it feels like a lingering fear just looking at the little kid. The last time he ate pig ears, it caused a psychological shadow.
Xiaodao Zhang Yigulu got up from the bed, only to fall asleep again.
"Master, you secretly cooked delicious food while I was sleeping. This time I caught you and you did it!" said the little Taoist priest who easily fell asleep.
The old Taoist laughed loudly: "You bastard, I fell asleep again. Why did you fall asleep on the field ridge today?"
The little Taoist stared in confusion and scratched the back of his head. He had been confused several times today and could not remember the incident of sleeping on the ridge.
"Master, you make so much bacon, do you want to kill me?" The young Taoist priest was very dissatisfied with the old Taoist's prodigal behavior.
"This is not for you to eat alone. Fang Qing and others came over to help us plant the fields. Should we call them to eat the rice? When the rice is harvested, the two of us will not be afraid of hunger in the future." The old Taoist said.
"Master, why didn't you tell me to get up and plant the fields?" The little Taoist priest was very dissatisfied and rushed out, only to fall directly into someone's arms.
"Little Taoist Priest, where are you going?" Zhang Fangqing picked up the little Taoist Priest.
"Put me down, I'm going to plant the fields." Xiao Daochang kept kicking his legs, but no matter how hard he struggled, how could he escape from Zhang Fangqing's big muscular hands?
"Little Taoist Priest, the fields have been planted. If you want to plant some, go down the mountain with Xilai tomorrow to plant rice seedlings in my small pond." Zhang Fangqing said.
The little Taoist priest was very disappointed. After getting off Zhang Fangqing's hands, he sat gloomily on the threshold of the Patriarch's Temple, looking at the red sun in the distance. To the west, the sky was full of red clouds.
"Come on, come on in, sit down, thank you for your hard work. There is no good food, let's just have a drink." The old Taoist quickly asked Zhang Fangqing and others to sit down.
On the Eight Immortals table, there was a plate of dishes. This dish was quite generous. The old Taoist washed a large piece of wild boar meat, weighing more than ten kilograms. After being smoked and dried, the weight would not be less than nine kilograms. Zhang Fangqing and his party were six
People, plus the two old Taoist masters and apprentices, just fit into a table of the Eight Immortals. Eight people can eat more than nine kilograms of meat, which is considered a rich meal. Moreover, after the bacon is rehydrated, the weight can basically return to its original weight.
A jar of wine, one person pours a bowlful of wine. When drinking, he doesn't care about anything. He drinks wine in big gulps and eats meat in big gulps. He drinks the wine happily, but he doesn't want to let a drop of it flow out. He eats the meat happily, but he doesn't want to let it go.
Oil and water slipped from the corners of his mouth.
The Taoist priest did not drink alcohol, so the meat in the bowl piled up into a small mountain. A small person has a big appetite, and he seemed to be particularly hungry that day. After adding half a bowl of meat to a bowl of rice, he didn't even feel full after eating it.
The old cat wandered around for a long time, and finally waited for the half-bowl of rice delivered to the door by the trailmaster, mixed with some oil soup, and topped with a piece of wild boar meat.
I drank all the wine from a jar, ate all the bacon from a large bowl, and finally even mixed the soup with rice. Everyone spoke with their tongues straight, and they couldn't speak smoothly.
The sky was getting dark, and the old Taoist had to go down the mountain. Naturally, he couldn't leave the Taoist Master alone on the mountain this time, so he carried the Taoist Master on his back. The group lit torches with pine trees and went down the mountain.
When we arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the little Taoist leader had already fallen asleep on the old Taoist's back.
"Put the little Taoist priest on the bed of the Xilai brothers and sisters." The little Taoist priest heard Zhang Fangqing's words in a daze, and then he felt like he was being put down.
"Master." The little Taoist priest shouted.
"Hey, Xing'er, are you awake?" the old Taoist replied. When he went to see his apprentice, he found that he had fallen asleep again.
