Chapter 51 Looking back in the evening, the fish is deep in the pond
Chapter 51 Looking back, the fish is deep in the pond
The water is rippling.
The long bamboo poles stretch out, and the old god Chen Yu is there, with a calm temperament lingering, as if he doesn't care.
But the sight tightly fixed on the float still revealed his inner truth.
Breathing the fresh air in the mountains, he sat on the sandbar and stared at the motionless float.
A quarter of an hour later, a dragonfly landed on the pole.
Half an hour later, the second dragonfly landed on the fishing rod, very close to the previous one. The two dragonflies flapped their wings and gradually came together.
Chen Yu had a dull face and looked back at the slender grass blades around the pond. Sure enough, there were also some dragonflies flying on them.
Looking at the float again, it was still motionless. It was just floating quietly in the water. On the contrary, there were more and more dragonflies, butterflies and the like on the pole.
He pulled the rod, and the flying insects fled in panic.
When his eyes fell on the fishhook, the originally red earthworms were almost turning white, but they were still intact. Apparently no fish came to visit them at this hour.
The black fish that had been bothering me the previous two times also did not appear.
Although I am doubtful, since the black fish doesn't come to cause trouble, it is still possible to open today.
In a moment of silence, Chen Yu dropped the fishhook again.
In the blink of an eye, another half hour passed.
He had given up hope. After all, none of the fish in the pond were home today.
Of course, it could also be that there was something wrong with the small package of rice grains and some mountain grass that had a strong smell. Maybe it was wrong to estimate the number of fish in the water and put too many fish in it, resulting in overfeeding. It could also be that
The smell was too strong and was fumed away.
All in all, today is probably another fruitless day.
At this time, Chen Yu calmed down and no longer thought about the fish in the pond, but relaxed himself and enjoyed the surrounding scenery.
Compared with what I have seen in Taoist temples for several months, the scenes in front of me are indeed much fresher.
You should just come and enjoy the mountains and rivers by yourself.
He looked back at the fish basket where there was a vague sound of gurgling and bubbling. He had actually gained a lot this time. It was not good to be greedy.
"That's all, if you can't catch it, then you can't catch it."
Looking at the pool, Chen Yu smiled freely... He should find a chance to block it up and drain the pool later.
Although the pool is deep, nothing is difficult in the world!
Such and such, if you don’t believe it, you won’t be able to catch fish.
Thinking this way, he gradually "relieved" himself.
…
In the afternoon, around midnight.
In front of Yunhe Temple, a young man returned with a lot of fallen grass roots on his clothes and trousers.
He was holding a fishing rod in his hand, and the bamboo basket behind his back was full.
call!
After putting down everything around him and climbing mountains and wading all the way, Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then chose one of the four water tanks on the wall with clear water, and poured all the crabs and loaches in the fish basket into it.
Wow!
As soon as the water splashed, black and red crabs landed on the bottom of the tank in groups, some with water plants wrapped around their bodies, and dozens of pairs of large pincers on both sides, running rampant.
On the water surface, three loaches were motionless, with bulging bellies floating. Their bodies were still soft, but they were no longer alive.
There were some squeeze scars on the soft skin, which clearly showed that he had encountered a violent crab among them and had been pinched all over his body and died.
Fortunately, the other loaches were full of energy and had healthy bones. After thinking about it, he fished out the remaining fresh loaches and placed them in the water tank next to him.
Separate the two to avoid unnecessary casualties.
As for the three deceased ones, Chen Yu did not waste any time and decided to give them a grand farewell ceremony tonight.
"It won't be long, I can still eat it."
I returned to the kitchen and took the kitchen knife, basin, and dishes.
He cut open the belly, squeezed out the unused bits and pieces, put them on a knife and gave them to the hens in the chicken shed.
Rinse and sprinkle with salt to taste. Unfortunately, there is no cornstarch to thicken it, otherwise it would still be delicious and crispy when fried.
So I did the next best thing and grabbed a handful of dried mushrooms. After cleaning them, I chopped two pieces of dried meat that I had bought from Yungu Village at the foot of the mountain.
Wild boar meat has a strong flavor and is not suitable for this kind of soup, so he chose pheasant meat. Especially the pair of chicken wings, which he broke off and planned to taste.
After finishing all this, it didn't take long for Chen Yu to put the various ingredients on the chopping board and cover them with bamboo covers.
"I'll have to plant some ginger, onions, and garlic in the future. If I don't use them, they'll still lack a bit of flavor."
Although Taoists in this life do not taboo meat and meat such as pork and mutton, there are still many Taoist priests who abide by the precepts and rarely eat the five pungent foods.
The five pungents are scallions, garlic, leeks, green onions, and coriander.
The last one is also called coriander.
In short, in the eyes of Taoist priests who pursue "purity", these things are smelly, and eating too much is not conducive to spiritual practice.
Of course, the Taoist priests who uphold these precepts are now mainly focused on the pure and subtle ways, and the principles of the Jingming Dharma School happen to be focused on the pure and subtle ways.
In this way, it is not difficult to understand that there are few five pungents in Yunhe Temple.
In fact, there are not many rules in this world, but there are still some commandments passed down, but most of them have been erased by time in the changing times.
For example, he once saw a story in "Guangyun Lun. Five Elements Book". As early as hundreds of years ago, the Taoist sect had a commandment prohibiting eating meat. However, later wars and martial arts increased, and the martial arts of protecting the Tao were changed.
As the requirements become more stringent, fewer and fewer people comply with this rule.
Until now, not only is meat not included in the commandments, but there is also a tradition that meat must be eaten during daily and annual sacrifices.
The changes are not small.
However, these have nothing to do with Chen Yu.
He can eat whatever he wants.
The rules of the Taoist sect belong to the Taoist sect, and they have no control over this fake Taoist priest.
What Chen Yu cultivates is to follow one's heart, not to deliberately calculate or deliberate. That kind of seeking the truth is too boring and not acceptable to him.
It was evening, and green smoke curled up from the chimneys of the Taoist temple.
Zhila!
As the loach is put into the pot, the smoke bursts out, and the kitchen room suddenly fills up like a "wonderland".
There was a crackling sound, and the loach meat in the pot gradually became brown, and a rich aroma overflowed.
Chen Yuyang poured into the well water. To be honest, he wanted to use the spiritual liquid. Unfortunately, most of the spiritual liquid would evaporate, which was too wasteful.
However, although the amount of this pot is small, the taste of the wild loach should not be bad.
Even if there are not many condiments, he is confident enough to make a good dish.
When the soup turns white, Chen Yu adds the mushrooms and sprinkles in the celery he has washed in advance, not too much, but enough to enhance the freshness.
…
In the mountains, stone pool.
Under the night, a bright silver moon hung on the top of the clouds.
The soft moonlight is falling, and the glow covers the water surface, and there are faint strands of light gathering.
The halo was weak and slender, as if it would cease to exist in the next moment. In fact, it was indeed the case. The moonlight above the pond condensed and disintegrated over and over again.
But it was still unable to penetrate the water body and could only float on the water, rippling and scattering like rootless duckweeds.
At the same time, deep in the pool, there was a stone cave.
The fish, which was completely covered in pitch black, was completely unaware of what was happening on the water. At this moment, it was lying at the entrance of the hole, silently and motionless.
In the water not far from the rock, a piece of rice grains emitting a fishy smell was scattered.
There are fish swimming around, tentatively approaching.
The next moment, the black fish suddenly swung its tail and jumped out, biting the opponent with one bite.
Silt was raised, and the water in the pale scarlet color was stirred and turbid.