Many tourists have huddled on the ground, as if sleeping. Most of them are lying on the ground, covered only with a thick coat or a thin quilt and a thin blanket. The open space in the mountain is full of dots of firelight. But if you look carefully, you will see that
I found that most people had their eyes open and raised their heads from time to time, looking around. Apparently they had heard of the legend of the Venerable ascending to the mountain to wait for the immortal to ascend to heaven.
The Taoist had also spread out the wool felt and sat down on it again, feeling much softer.
Compared with other tourists, it feels a little more happy.
The mountain wind blows the fog and makes a whimpering sound.
Even the fire in front of him dimmed for a while.
There are two small pots on the fire, one big and one small. They are all brought with them when traveling around the world. The big pot is not that big, and the small pot is even more compact, not much bigger than a bowl. It is very cute.
The little girl took it off with a serious look on her face.
What was cooked in the big pot was a pot of mushroom and meat porridge. The rice I brought with me and the non-toxic bacteria I picked up on the mountain when collecting firewood were washed and, like dried meat, the Sanhua Empress easily tore them into thin strips.
, threw it into the pot and stewed it with rice porridge, and it actually gave off an attractive aroma.
The small pot is the royal small pot of Empress Sanhua. It was specially given to her by Song You when she discovered her astonishing talent in cooking.
Now I'm cooking a pot of wild mushroom mountain rat soup, which is very nourishing.
Empress Sanhua was meticulous in her work, and she put taking care of her Taoist priest first. She took his bowl first, filled him with a large bowl of wild mushroom meat porridge, added chopsticks, handed it to him, and then said:
"Eat."
"Thank you, Miss Sanhua."
"You're welcome!"
The little girl turned around seriously, took her own small royal bowl, and filled a bowl of wild mushroom soup to drink.
"Are you going to drink?"
"No, thank you."
"Don't you love mushroom soup?"
"Sanhua Empress, just drink it."
"Forget it if you don't drink."
"It's strange..."
"Well?"
"I don't know why, but every time I drink porridge or rice cooked by Sanhua Empress, the rice is the same and the rice is the same, but it always tastes better."
While savoring the taste of the porridge carefully, the Taoist frowned and thought, and asked puzzledly and seriously, "Does Sanhua Empress have any secrets?"
"Hmm? Hmm! The trick!"
Sanhua Empress was stunned by his question, but she was extremely happy in her heart. She didn't know how to answer for a while, so she could only think crazily in her heart about what she could do better——
Obviously, I learned from him and did everything according to him, without any deviation.
"It's nothing else. I just always feel that the porridge cooked by Sanhua Empress is neither thin nor thick, everything is just right. The rice is also cooked, the grains are clear, but not dry or hard, it is just right."
The little girl was holding her own soup and stood still in place. The steam in the bowl was rising and was being bent by the wind. She was just thinking and squinting at the Taoist. Seeing him enjoying the porridge, she felt satisfied in her heart.
On the other hand, he was thinking crazily about the reason.
"It's water!"
After all, Sanhua Empress is smart, and she will not be able to defeat Sanhua Empress after all:
"Sanhua Empress uses water differently!"
"water?"
The Taoist cast a confused look.
"Yes!" the little girl nodded heavily, "and salt! There are other things that are different!"
"Oh?" Song You blinked, "It seems that Empress Sanhua is quite sophisticated!"
"Yes!"
"But I don't know what kind of water Sanhua Empress usually uses to cook rice, how much rice and water she uses for each meal, how much salt she puts in, and what other tricks she has?" Song You couldn't help but asked curiously, "Although my cooking skills are
It is better than Sanhua Empress, but she is not as good as Sanhua Empress in cooking. If Sanhua Empress is willing to tell me the secret, I will be able to cook as deliciously as I do in the future.
If you can't catch up with Sanhua Empress in every aspect, you can still catch up."
"Well...that won't work!"
"Why not?"
"Well... Miss Sanhua can't tell."
"Then what should I do?" Song You couldn't help but frown, "Then what if I want to eat such delicious food in the future, but I don't know how to cook?"
"Ms. Sanhua will cook it for you!"
"How is this possible?"
"OK."
"It's okay once or twice, but I can't ask Sanhua Empress to cook for me every time."
"OK."
"May I?"
"OK."
"You won't tire Sanhua Empress, will you?"
"Will not!"
"Then I have to thank Empress Sanhua..."
"You're welcome!"
Song You shook his head, having no choice but to lower his head and blew hot air into the bowl, and then took another sip.
On this cold mountain night, it is really comfortable to have a bowl of porridge that you don't have to cook yourself.
After finishing a bowl, Sanhua Empress wanted to serve him another bowl.
This comfort only ends here——
Sanhua Empress used different pots to cook for him and for herself, but Song You saw that she used the same spoon to serve herself porridge and ladle soup for herself. The spoon was placed in the soup.
, and now she took it out to scoop rice for herself.
"Empress Sanhua..."
"What's wrong?"
The little girl looked at him strangely.
"..."
Song You said nothing.
Suddenly I remembered that during the year in Yeshan, Fengzhou, Empress Sanhua often cooked and delivered meals to herself...
Is this retribution?
…
There are clouds in the sky tonight and few stars are visible.
The young official kept his promise to keep the secret, heeded the Taoist's words and stayed awake.
It's just that he couldn't guarantee that he would wake up on time at dawn after falling asleep, so he didn't dare to sleep for a moment - he drank and sang with the group of tourists from Yaozhou, Langzhou and even other states in the first half of the night, and by the second half of the night, everyone was mostly quiet.
After coming down, he went to talk to other people who were not sleeping all night long. When he was really sleepy, he got up and walked on the flat ground in the mountains, pinching himself with his nails.
Legend has it that someone once met a god who took office and ascended to heaven at night. The young official walked down and found that many people were still staying up late, probably for the same purpose as himself.
Otherwise, I just want to wait for the sunrise.
The young official actually went to see the Taoist priest named Song again and asked for a bowl of hot porridge.
However, Taoist Song had already finished eating when he went there. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating. However, Tong'er was still awake and scooped out a large bowl of porridge for him. The young official originally wanted a bowl of white porridge, but he didn't expect it.
But it is meat porridge with minced dried meat and wild mushrooms. The salty aroma of dried meat is combined with the deliciousness of wild mushrooms. Only a little salt is added. It is a top-notch delicacy. Not only on this mountain, but also on this mountain.
In the county town at the foot of the mountain, in the prosperous and dreamy Yangdu, there are also rare mountain delicacies.
This expert really enjoys it.
That boy is really clever and clever.
Not only was he ingenious, he was also very generous. After he finished the porridge, he also shared the wild mushroom broth he had made with him, which was also very delicious.
I found a lot of miscellaneous things to do, and finally it was almost dawn.
This is the time closest to waking up.
It is the time closest to the dream.
It is also the time when people sleep the deepest and when those who are awake are most likely to feel sleepy.
Many tourists waited all night for the gods to ascend to heaven, but did not even hear any movement. They were disappointed and sleepy, and fell asleep one after another. There were fewer and fewer people who were still persisting.
The young official still gritted his teeth and kept awake.
There was a hint of fish-belly white on the horizon, and the bright moon was still hanging high, but it was obscured by clouds, and its true appearance could not be seen. Only the dim moonlight could be seen from behind the clouds, as if separated by a glass lampshade.
Suddenly a breeze blew by——
"call……"
The young official suddenly felt sleepy.
At the same time, several people who were still awake on the ground immediately fell down. Even the young officials who were still talking quietly and complaining about waiting in vain all night lost their voices. Only the young man named Wei was left.
The official tried hard to stay awake, his teeth were almost broken.
"wrong!"
The young official shook his head vigorously, realizing something was wrong, and immediately remembered Taoist Master Song's words.
"Before the gods ascend to heaven, mortals will fall asleep...
"Tonight's new dew on the blades of grass..."
The young official immediately suppressed his sleepiness and almost fell down, just in time to crawl to a weed.
Under the dim moonlight, the grass tips felt wet.
The young official didn't care, he opened his mouth and took it in his mouth.
Fortunately no one is here.
The newly formed dew tonight feels icy and cool when you enter your mouth, with the fragrance of green grass and some earthy taste when you taste it carefully.
Legend has it that this is the food of mountain ghosts and spirits, and it is also a drink of some gods. Mr. Song said that it can help people stay awake. After the young official ate it, he did not immediately regain consciousness and was not affected by the sleep-inducing mountain breeze.
, but only slightly clearer, not falling asleep immediately.
"besides……"
The young official didn't care about anything else, he just leaned towards other grass, even stretched out his hand to tear off the grass, and poured the dew into his mouth along the tip of the grass.
I don’t know how much I ate, and I don’t know how long it took.
I don’t know if it really works, or if I just ate the dew and forgot to sleep.
When he felt that the sky and the earth suddenly became a little brighter, the mountain wind had already stopped unconsciously. The young official turned over in shock and turned his head to look, only to see that the clouds that originally covered the moon in the sky had also been blown away, revealing a circle on the horizon.
The bright moon, accompanied by the skylight on the horizon, can be seen clearly, whether it is the old-man-shaped Venerable Mountain in front of it or the continuous mountains in the distance.
Another cloud was pushed away by the wind.
Suddenly it was as if the heavens had opened wide.
There really is an extra heavenly gate in the sky. It is magnificent and dazzling. The pavilions, terraces and towers behind the gate are all antique in color. They are shrouded in clouds and mist, looming like a heavenly palace.
I don’t know where the music came from. At first it was misty and vague, and I could only hear it vaguely. But when I listened carefully, it became clearer and sweeter.
"Xianle..."
The young official stared blankly at the sky and whispered softly, his eyes wide open without blinking.
A figure appeared at the gate of the sky.
There are both heavenly priests and heavenly soldiers and generals.
There seems to be someone looking down.
The young official quickly lifted up his clothes and covered his face, only looking at the sky through a crack and looking around at the ground.
Someone on the ground got up and wanted to ascend to immortality.
I would like to recommend a book by Sister Chuan to everyone——