"Miss Bai, take it." Shen Yuyu stuffed the money back into the bag without any doubt, "The girl's face is still injured and she needs money for treatment. Besides, if you want to go back to Daqi, you can't beg all the way back. You're busy with other things." We can't help, we hope the girl cheers up and lives well!"
Bai Yixue's eyes were full of tears. Everyone avoided the woman who had committed the crime, but she could meet such a kind couple in a foreign country. If such kindness comes one day, they will surely be repaid!
Ji Xundao: "It's getting late. Miss Bai, go straight down the mountain along this path and you'll see a village. When you get there, you can hire a carriage to go to the town. Miss Bai, take care."
"Go, Miss Bai." Shen Yuyu hung the bag on her shoulder and warned her with concern, "If anyone asks why your face was injured, just say it was scratched by a gangster.'
"Yeah." Bai Yixue's tears fell down, and a lot of the herbs she applied on her face were washed away.
Ji Xun and Shen Yuyu knelt down with a plop, kowtowed three times, and then walked resolutely down the mountain.
Looking at that unwavering figure, Ji Xun's lips curled up. This woman is so strong-willed, and perhaps we will meet again one day in the future.
"It's so pitiful." Shen Yuyu shook his head, "It's safer to do business and farm. Ah Xun, go home."
It was almost dark when the two returned to Shenjia Village. They were too tired after walking for a day, so they ate a bowl of noodles and went to bed to rest.
The next day, my calves were still sore. After breakfast, I went to the wellhead to wash my clothes. The atmosphere at the wellhead was unprecedentedly lively.
"That Taoist Master is so powerful. He can spit fire from his mouth. He is also a three-flavored real fire. No matter how powerful the ghost is, he can burn his soul to pieces."
When Shen Yuyu heard this, he knew that he had missed something good. He was too tired to go to bed early last night. From what they said, they must have invited the Taoist priest to go to the Wang Mansion to exorcise ghosts.
The women were still talking about it: "I put the ghost in the oil pan and fried it. With such a big fire, I pressed the bag containing the ghost into the oil with my hands and fried it for so long. Oh my god, it's like a god descending to earth."
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After hearing this, Shen Yuyu couldn't help but want to laugh, breathe fire, and get into the frying pan. In modern times, it was all triangular cat tricks, but here it turned out to be like this.
"Don't just listen, take the money." An aunt next to her extended her hand to Shen Yuyu, "Every household was here last night, but you and Ji Xun were not here."
"Oh, we go to bed early, how much does it cost?'
"It's not much, we allocate 50 cents per ghost to each household, and we caught three of them, 150 cents." Afraid that Shen Yuyu wouldn't believe it, the aunt explained again, "One will be burned to death with real fire of three flavors, and fried in oil pan." Got two."
Shen Yuyu tried his best to hold back his laughter, "Three? How can there be so many?"
"One is Chen Xi's evil spirit, and the other two are those who possessed Ding Xiaolian and followed him."
"That's it, okay." The Taoist priest was really good at making up. Shen Yuyu took out his money bag, took out a bunch of big money and handed it to the aunt.
The aunt stopped and said with a relaxed smile, "Don't worry, there will be no more ghosts in Shenjia Village from now on, so everyone doesn't have to be afraid."
Shen Yuyu smiled and thought, "The ghost was not sent away by the Taoist priests. Ji Xun and I spent a day sending it away. Now my legs still hurt so much that I can't straighten up!"
After returning from the wellhead, Shen Yue and Ji Xun went to the second uncle's house together.
The clan leader and a few old guys were still sitting in Shaiguping playing chess. When they saw Ji Xun and Shen Yuyu coming over, they talked for a while, and then went to find Uncle Shen and Uncle Shen.
The raw materials for brewing are already being fermented in a sealed manner. A total of four tanks of raw materials have been fermented, including sorghum, corn, wheat, and rice, all using the spring water in the Shenyu Eucalyptus space. You can look forward to the wine brewed from the Shenquan.
When returning home, the patriarch stopped Shen Yuyu and said with a smile: "Yesterday, your Aunt Zhou went to the fields and picked up a bucket of snails, but she didn't know how to cook them, hehe~~
Shen Yuyu smiled and said, "Then ask Aunt Zhou to bring it over later and I'll cook it.'
The patriarch answered cheerfully at the top of his voice: "Hey, thank you for your hard work, girl Shen." Several elders chattered in the background.
"Old guy, you can share a bowl with us when it's cooked. I've been thinking about the taste these past two days."
"Can I miss your share? Don't waste time and play chess."
Not long after returning home, Aunt Zhou carried a bucket of snails into the kitchen with a smile, "I have been raising mugwort leaves for two or three days, and there is no mud at all."
Shen Yuyu glanced at the bucket and said, "Oh~~ it's clean and ready for cooking?"
"Yes, the tail of the snail has been cut off, so it can be put into the pot directly." Aunt Zhou put down the bucket and started to help light the fire, "I have to study hard and see how Shen Yatou does it. How can she be so good? tasty."
"Okay." Shen Yuyu agreed and invited Ji Xun to pick perilla at the Su family's old house. Ji Xun had seen perilla the day he was cooking screws.
Shen Yuyu prepared the ingredients with a smile and introduced to Aunt Zhou, "Dry chilies, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, cinnamon, soak them in warm water first." Aunt Zhou said in surprise, "Oh? These dry ingredients need to be soaked in water, so we just put them in directly. Pot."
Shen Yuyu prepared the ingredients and began to add water to the large iron pot. He said: "This is the most important process. Boil the water in cold water to remove the earthy smell."
"Bleach? We have never heard of this word." Aunt Zhou watched with wide eyes as Shen Yuyu added cold water and poured all the snails into the pot.
This country is really not particular about food. The chefs in the restaurants do not blanch the food. They even think that blanch the food in water to remove the nutrients. This is what Aunt Zhou was thinking at the moment.
When the screws were blanched and stir-fried under water, Ji Xun picked the perilla back.
"What's this called? Can it also be eaten?" Aunt Zhou was curious again.
"This is called perilla. It smells a bit strange, but it goes perfectly with screws."
After that, I have cut the perilla leaves and put them in the pot to stir-fry.
The two of them talked and worked together, and soon a large pot of stir-fried screws came out of the pot.
Shen Yuyu kept a bowl at home, and asked Aunt Zhou to carry the rest directly back in buckets.
Ji Xun had been slandering the snails early in the morning, and this evening he followed up with another meal. He used chopsticks to push the snail meat into the shell, then put it in his mouth and sucked it, and he was instigating in a good way.
In the next few days, Shen Yuyu followed Ji Xun into the mountains, collected a lot of herbs and prepared some ointments to remove scars, but the results were not satisfactory.
"Axun, in order to prepare an ointment to remove scars on your face, we need an herb called 'Centella Asiatica'. This herb grows in the south. I have never seen it in this town or county."
"South?" Ji Xun frowned. Daqi was located in the south. After being silent, Ji Xun said, "There may be one in Lingzhou City. I'll ask someone to inquire about it when the time comes."
"Okay." Shen Yuyu nodded. He glanced around and saw a clean fat hare hanging on the shelf in the yard. It was Ji Xun's prey in the mountains in the past two days. Shen Yuyu swallowed, "Ah. Xun, would you like to stir-fry rabbit meat at night? In case Ah Feng comes back and sees it, you are not allowed to get out of the pot."
Ji Xun was watering the flowers. The seedlings had grown three to four inches and were green.
He said "Okay." He put the water spoon aside, took the hare off the shelf, and carried it into the kitchen.
After a lot of work, a pot of fragrant stir-fried hare meat was ready. Ji Xun ate two large bowls. If he hadn't practiced martial arts every day, his abdominal muscles would have turned into small belly.
