When the sun came to noon, I didn't notice it when I was hiding in the forest and patrolling for it. When I came out, I suddenly realized that the sun above was already shining brightly.
The skylight in March is not blazing, but it is already a bit warmer than in late winter. Fortunately, the location under the feet is relatively high, and the wind from the top of the mountain blows on the face, blowing away the heat.
Thanks to his perseverance in recent months, although his martial arts skills have not shown much improvement, his physique has been strengthened a lot, his complexion is rosy and healthy, and he finally looks like a young man.
Unlike before, when he suffered from blood loss and gas ulcers, he looked as weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
At the top of the mountain, Chen Yu squatted on the big bluestone and rested for a while. Although the sun was blocked in the dense forest, it was still a bit sultry. In addition, he needed to avoid the entanglements of tree branches and thorn bushes, so he sweated a lot and his back
His clothes were soaked, as if he could hold a handful of water.
But it's all worth it.
Pulling over the backpack placed next to it, I saw that the originally empty interior was now filled with a thick stack.
Red, yellow, and white mushrooms are mixed together, some are as beautiful and as pure as snow, and some are stained with mud and dew, but they all exude a natural smell of fungi, mixed with the smell of mud and grass, and it is indifferent.
Yes, not strong.
Chen Yu stretched out his hand, pinched two mushrooms and rubbed them on his palm, feeling satisfied.
The basket is not big, and it is not full, but it is roughly estimated to weigh at least three or four kilograms, which is enough for three to five meals.
Speaking of which, he hadn't eaten wild mushrooms in a long time.
In an instant, he couldn't help but run through a long list of steaming hot dishes in his mind, including the recipes he made in his hometown in his previous life, as well as the local dishes from Qingtai that he had tasted in his previous life.
It makes people move their index fingers.
"Let's go, let's make a bowl of soup when we get back!"
It has to be said that the forest products after the rain are really rich. He actually gave up a lot along the way. He only relied on memory to pick out those that were delicious or easy to cook, and he still picked a lot.
Okay, come again next time!
It's a pity that he couldn't find the recipe for Baiyun Powder. The main ingredient was Orange Silver Fruit. Chen Yu naturally wanted to try his luck in the woods. However, it might be that it was located on the edge of the forest, and there were too many herb collectors coming and going.
When he walked down, he didn't see even half of it.
Well, that's not right, he actually saw half of it.
I was just a step too slow and couldn't save him.
"Speaking of which, are there sika deer in this forest?"
Chen Yu looked back at the woods, as if he could vaguely see the smoky brown deer dotted with plum blossoms in the green shade.
He is young and has a light body.
In retrospect, the other party didn't seem to be afraid of strangers at all. He jumped up to him, tilted his head and glanced at it with his big black eyes, and then in front of him, he moved the plant that was only a few feet away from his feet.
Xu took the medicinal materials into his mouth.
Chew it, swallow it, and even belch afterward.
Then he stared again, and even sniffed Chen Yu twice. Finally, he seemed to find that the upright creature in front of him was not interesting, so he waggled his short and fluffy tail, and Shi Shiran turned and left.
"It feels more like a silly roe deer than a sika deer."
It's cute to be naive.
Chen Yu smiled and put the matter aside, thinking no more about it. It was quite rare to get up close to a silly sika deer. It was always a pleasant thing.
As for that herb...just eat it, what else can he do?
if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate.
He feels that his mood has indeed improved recently, and his reading of Taoism has not been in vain.
"Go down the mountain!"
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Yunhe Temple, front yard.
A chair was brought and Chen Yu sat astride it. His clothes were baggy and he didn't look like a Taoist disciple.
He didn't care at all and only focused on the basin in front of him.
The mushrooms are soaked in it and are being washed. The washed ones are placed next to them. When this is done, they will light up the fire and cook a pot of fragrant soup.
Of course, it is called Bai Xian, and the actual conditions in hand are limited, so it is naturally impossible to create "Baixian". Not to mention anything else, the only meat flavor in the Taoist temple is the half-cured dried chicken hanging in the kitchen. As for
He didn't have any pork bones, lamb kidneys, deer antlers, or any other miscellaneous tonics.
But in Chen Yu's view, the focus of Bai Xian Soup is not on these messy things, but on the word "fresh".
So what he has to do today is to use mushrooms with white roots, orchid fruits, and green vegetables from the vegetable garden to make a bowl of "hundred fresh soup" that is so fresh that it makes people drool.
You may not believe in his martial arts, but you cannot disbelieve in his cooking skills.
At least Chen Yu himself is quite confident.
Beside the wall, the bamboo pole was leaning in the shade. It would take some time for Mozhu to make the fishing rod. At first, he planned to chop it down and do it casually, but he thought that this time would be free anyway, so he might as well spend some time making a good one.
Not to mention high-quality products, at least they must be durable.
So I had to dry it in the shade, and then bake it, shape it, and other steps. I carefully recalled my experience in making fishing rods in my previous life. At that time, my grandfather was in charge, and he only ran around doing it. He was like a monkey child.
Can't live.
This time I plan to follow suit and get started myself.
But this way, the time for wild fishing will have to be pushed back again.
"Five days of drying in the shade and two days of baking...that means at least eight days should be left."
Keeping his hands on, Chen Yu estimated in his mind that in eight days it would still be some time before the 'Pingyu', so it's not like he couldn't go to Shentan to try his luck at that time.
The time before and after 'Pingyu' is very important. The previous weeding and ditching were all preparations for this. If fishing conflicts with this period, he will undoubtedly choose to give up and cultivate his half-acre of mountain land with peace of mind.
After all, it is related to your own food rations for the next six months.
It may also rain during this period, but it will definitely not be very heavy. At most, the ground will be as wet as yesterday. It will not soak into the soil layer. It is different when it rains. The rain is strong and the wind is strong, so you can’t say for sure.
Landscapes will also be published.
After thinking about it, his hands were empty. Chen Yu lowered his head and saw that all the mushrooms in the basin had been cleaned and were lying cleanly in the wooden barrel, looking forward to being cooked.
"We have to wait."
I got up and went to the backyard, to the edge of the vegetable garden, and stretched out my hand to pull up two large white roots - the tubers were snow-white, with three or five tendrils growing from the bottom. They looked very much like white radish, but they were not awl-shaped with a thick top and a thin bottom.
Thin and coarse drop-shaped.
Dabaigen is also called Baibangzi at the foot of the mountain. Not only does it clear away heat and relieve fire, it is also excellent for making soup.
Then, he walked carefully on the soil to a corner of the garden, dug around under the cover of clusters of green leaves, and quickly stopped, holding a handful of red fruits not much bigger than his thumb in his retracted palm.
The specific origin of the name of Orchid Fruit is unknown, but it is sour and sweet, so Chen Yu gave it a nickname: Little Tomato.
There was also a kind of small tomato in the previous life, but the taste was far inferior to the one now. Contrary to its small size, the juice of the orchid fruit was very thick and the pulp was thin. When you bite into it, you feel like you are eating a soup dumpling.
Then he pinched a handful of green vegetable leaves, and at the same time picked off the last piece of jade insect clothing. Chen Yu returned to the courtyard with his arms full.
After some cleaning, work will officially begin.
bake!
The flames rose, and the bottom of the pot gradually became scorching hot.