The bees in the hive were so smoked that they all flew out. Shuangxi suddenly discovered the trick, and ignored the choking smoke and stood next to the fire.
The bees circled around a few times and finally flew away far away.
Shen Yan carefully took down the beehive. Shuangxi no longer disliked Shen Yan now. They extinguished the fire and returned to the temple with the beehive in their arms.
It was noon at this time. Shen Mo and Shen Ziyan went to visit Shen Laosi. They were afraid that something had delayed them on the way and they had not returned yet.
The atmosphere between Shen Yan and Shuang Xi is very subtle. Neither of them speaks, but there is a tacit understanding.
Shen Yan stretched out his hand to hold the hive, and Shuangxi took the hive.
Use a bamboo slice to cut off the honey inside. This wild honey is not pure, it is a bit reddish brown. Shuangxi dipped a little of it with his hand and licked it. It was very sweet.
This wild honey is different from the modern kind that is purified and sold in bottles. It is in a solid state. Shuangxi carefully scraped this bit of honey into a bowl, only to get more than half of the bowl.
Although it's not much, Double Happiness is very satisfying.
Shuangxi rummaged through a bamboo basket and found some Niangniang fruits, which are wild hawthorns. He originally wanted Shen Yan to help him light a fire, but looking at Shen Yan's dead face, Shuangxi didn't want to trouble him!
Shuangxi straightened up and rolled up his loose sleeves, then started making a fire, half lying on the ground and blowing hard into the small flame.
"call--"
"Huh..." Shuangxi blew it in one breath after another, but the fire couldn't light up.
Shuangxi watched the small flames turn into fiery red sparks, and then extinguished little by little, leaving only a little trace of smoke on the wood, and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
"Get out of the way." Shen Yan walked over from the side and said coldly to Shuangxi.
Although Shuangxi didn't know what Shen Yan was going to do, he still got up. Because he had been lying on his back for a long time, his body couldn't help but feel a little numb and inflexible.
"Ouch!" Shuangxi couldn't help shouting, and when he saw his face, he was about to throw himself on the pile of firewood on the ground.
Shuangxi closed his eyes in despair, fearing that even if he was not blind in one eye, he would be disfigured.
The expected pain did not come, Shuangxi opened his eyes, and it was Shen Yan who stopped himself from falling with one arm.
Shen Yan used his strength to straighten Shuangxi.
"Be careful, otherwise the wild boar will be sacrificed in vain if you break it." Shen Yan said coldly.
Shuangxi wanted to say thank you, but it stuck on her lips. She felt uncomfortable swallowing it, and it was inappropriate to say it out loud, so she suppressed it.
Shen Yan lowered his head and lit the fire seal. After a while, the bright flame burned.
Shuangxi looked happy when he saw this, and quickly brought a clay pot, filled half a tube of water into the gray clay pot, and waited for the water to be boiled.
Shuangxi threw the washed Niangniang fruit down and rolled it in the water a few times. The fruit was now half-ripe. Shuangxi used chopsticks to pick it out and drained the water so that it would not taste particularly bitter and be easily absorbed by the honey. Soaked.
Shen Yan watched Shuangxi doing this in silence, throwing pieces of wood into the fire from time to time on the other side of the fire, but his eyes were a little searching.
Shuangxi then brought the bottom of a jar - the bottom of the jar was an old clay pot, most of the things on the top had disappeared, and the bottom that remained looked a bit like a plate.
Shuangxi carefully scooped some honey onto a plate, stirred it with chopsticks until it melted, then picked up the half-ripe Niangniang fruits and rolled them in the honey.
Shuangxi didn't dare to make too much this time, only ten. There was still a little honey left on the plate. Shuangxi poured out some of the water used to cook the hawthorns in the half jar, and then poured out the remaining honey. Go in, as for the bottom of the jar? Shuangxi couldn't do anything to lick it, so he poured some water and rinsed it. Of course, the water also poured back into the jar of hawthorn water——
Shuangxi carefully picked up a hawthorn and tasted it. The sweet aroma of honey was in his mouth, followed by the sour taste of the fruit.
It’s not as delicious as modern candied haws and sugar snowballs! Shuangxi concluded.
But this was pretty good in ancient times, right?
The weather was not cold at all, so the two of them lit a fire in the house. Sweat had already appeared on their foreheads. Shuangxi glanced at Shen Yan, who seemed to be hardworking and uncomplaining. He couldn't bear it, and reached out to touch the jar. The honey water is no longer hot, but warm.
Shuangxi took a sip, with a slight sweet and sour taste, the flavors of hawthorn and honey blended together, making it fragrant and sweet.
"Here, here it is." Shuangxi handed it to Shen Yan.
Shen Yan seemed a little surprised, but he still took it and took a small sip at first, then couldn't help but take a big sip, and stopped drinking.
"Doesn't it taste good?" Shuangxi asked doubtfully. It was obviously delicious.
"Leave some for eldest brother and third brother." Shen Yan said coldly.
Shuangxi was silent. Shen Yan was not nice to her, but he was good to his brothers. She originally wanted to drink some more, but Shen Yan said so, so how could she drink?
Shuangxi angrily placed the jar with the hawthorn honey fruits on the shabby altar table under the statue.
Turning around, Shuangxi saw half a bowl of honey on the ground and carefully put it away. This was a treasure!
Shen Yan used the fire to cook some sticky porridge. When the sticky porridge was almost cold, Shen Ziyan and Shen Mo came back with happy faces.
Shuangxi noticed the pheasant in Shen Ziyan's hand at a glance, and looked at the pheasant with bright eyes.
"Xi'er, we have pheasants to eat again." Shen Ziyan said with a smile, his tone full of joy.
Shen Yan snorted coldly and glanced at Shuangxi.
Shuangxi's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he said: "Brother, let's go out and sell this pheasant. In exchange for some coarse grains, we can have more food at home."
When Shuangxi said this, there was blood in his heart, Pheasant! Pheasant! I have no fate with you anymore. Shuangxi looked at the pheasant with eyes like a resentful woman who had her legs split.
Shen Ziyan didn't expect his little wife to be so sensible, so she looked at Shuangxi with gentle eyes. Shuangxi almost drowned in this look - Big brother of the Shen family! What I said was against my will! If I really ate that pheasant , Shen Yan must not sell me?
Shen Ziyan felt happy when he saw Shuang Xi looking at him intently. He didn't notice Shuang Xi's silent accusation at all.
e = "Rebirth of Pastoral Road"] This pastoral road is a fattening farming story! It's very interesting~~
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