At this time, Guan Yun still didn't know how significant what happened in the county committee would have on his future. He was riding his bicycle happily to the foot of Pingqiu Mountain.
The bicycle couldn't go up the mountain, so he just locked the bicycle and put it under a big tree at the foot of the mountain. Then he picked a few round red sweet fruits from the roadside and ate the sweet fruits while walking.
With a happy mood and light steps, we reached the top of the mountain in a short time.
Pingqiu Mountain is inaccessible all year round, but strangely, there is no desolation that is inaccessible. There is a naturally formed forest in the north of the county, which few people go to. It is very desolate and scary, with weeds as tall as one person, gloomy and unknown.
There are strange screams, but Pingqiu Mountain has a fresh mountain air and clear streams. Being in it is refreshing and refreshing.
No wonder Old Rongtou said that Pingqiu Mountain has spiritual energy. Guan Yun thought as he walked. When he reached the top of the mountain, he turned to the right and saw a very dense bush. Pushing aside the bush, there was a cave that could just accommodate one person. After the cave, in front of him,
Suddenly it became clear that it was a very flat world with a blue sky above and flowers below, just like a garden suspended in the air.
Since Lao Rongtou moved here, it has been called the Hanging Garden.
Last time he brought Wa'er here, Guan Yun didn't take her to the top of the mountain because he didn't want her to disturb Lao Rongtou's peace.
Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Kong County. To the north is the county town with tall buildings, to the south is endless fields, to the west is a small river with sparkling waves. To the east are villages one after another.
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Guan Yun stood alone on the top of the mountain. There was only the sound of wind and birds chirping, and there was no sound. He suddenly felt a lot more open-minded, and the turbidity in his heart was swept away. He thought about the past, and thought about Xia Lai in the capital.
He and Xia Dechang thought again that the situation in Kong County had quietly changed drastically, and their hearts suddenly burst with passion. It had been a year, a whole year, and it was time for him to take advantage of the situation!
There is a small courtyard not far away. The courtyard is not big. There are flowers, grass, trees and bamboos. It is quiet and empty, peaceful and far-reaching. In the courtyard there is a mountain spring, farm tools, and a stone mill, just like a pair of
Simple landscape paintings, wherever you look, there is history.
There is only one thatched hut in the courtyard. In the hut, a big tree passes through the house, and the dense shade of the tree completely covers the hut. There is a landscape painting similar to this scene - one hut overlooks the green mountains, and half of it is an old pine tree.
Give me half a room.
Guan Yun pushed open the wooden door and came to the courtyard. He smelled the fragrance of stewed wild rabbits with wild vegetables. He smiled. He first went to the water tank and washed his face with spring water. Then he picked up a broom and swept the fallen leaves in the courtyard, and then ran to
I pulled a handful of peppercorns from the pepper tree in the southwest corner of the courtyard, rubbed them with my hands, blew out the impurities with my mouth, and quickly ran towards the kitchen in the west of the courtyard.
"Old Rongtou, rabbit meat does not contain Sichuan peppercorns, and the fragrance is not strong enough. Move out of the way, Sichuan peppercorns are coming." Guan Yun trotted all the way to the kitchen, and saw the casserole on the fire was steaming, and the pot was boiling and boiling.
The broth is filled with meat flakes, a whole rabbit floats in the broth, and several wild vegetables commonly found in the fields, and the fragrance is overflowing.
Stewed hare with wild vegetables, pure natural game.
When Lao Rongtou, wearing an apron and chopping onions, saw Guan Yun rushing in, he blocked Guan Yun's path as if he was frightened. He stretched out his hands to prevent Guan Yun from passing by. Guan Yun laughed, raised his hand, and put the pepper in his hand accurately.
In the casserole.
"You brat, I'll forget it if you make me mad!" Seeing that he didn't stop Guan Yun for the first time, Lao Rong threw the kitchen knife in his hand away angrily and walked away angrily, "You can eat it yourself, I won't kill you!"
Not many people know that Old Rongtou lives on the top of Pingqiu Mountain. Not many people know that Old Rongtou’s courtyard was built by Guan Yun for him in his spare time.
He doesn't like Sichuan peppercorns, but Guan Yun likes to use Sichuan peppercorns in stir-fries and stews.
Usually whenever he has time, Guan Yun will come to Lao Rongtou for lunch or dinner. After Lao Rongtou closes his breakfast stall, he usually stays at the top of the mountain without going anywhere. Or he can catch a few hares and pheasants to improve his life.
Or I just practice calligraphy and Tai Chi, and my life is really leisurely like a god.
"Old Rongtou, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it next time. Just spare me once, okay?" Guan Yun begged Old Rongtou for mercy. He didn't have the skill of Old Rongtou stewing meat. If Old Rongtou didn't
If you leave it alone, a pot of meat will become a semi-finished product.
Lao Rongtou ignored Guan Yun and sat sullenly on the bluestone in the courtyard, his back to Guan Yun, sulking. Guan Yun crept up behind Lao Rongtou, slapped Lao Rongtou on the shoulder, and begged: "Old Rongtou,
Don't be angry. You say you are old and yet you are angry with a junior like me. It shows how weak you are. Hurry up, the meat will be cooked too late. Now is the time."
"You also know that the heat is right? You put the peppercorns at the most accurate temperature. You brat is so delicious. All the delicacies I prepared for three days were ruined by a handful of peppercorns. You knew I didn't eat peppercorns and you still deliberately
Are you thinking of eating alone?" Old Rongtou was just like a child when he was angry. He looked very angry and his gray beard trembled slightly, as if he had been wronged a lot.
Guan Yun sat opposite Lao Rongtou and smiled: "You can't say that to me, old man. I'm not a solitary eater. I just want you to try something new. There's nothing wrong with Sichuan peppercorns. Why don't you like eating it? Isn't that right?
Do you like to eat or are you afraid to eat? You must have the courage to try and challenge. If you don’t like to eat, you can try to like it. If you don’t dare to eat, you must work hard to overcome your inner fear, challenge yourself, and taste the taste that you dare not face.”
"You're the only one who can speak well? I'm old and don't want to try anymore." Old Rongtou reached out and hit Guan Yun on the head, then laughed again, "Speaking of heat, why don't you stay in the county party committee compound and insist on coming to Pingping?
Qiu Shan threw a handful of seasoned Sichuan peppercorns into my meat pot? Now the fire in the county committee has come to an end. If you don’t guard it, aren’t you afraid that it will be over?"
"Don't be afraid." Guan Yun said with a smile, "The county's pot of meat has been cooked, rabbits have been prepared, and wild vegetables have been prepared, but there is still a handful of peppercorns left. No, I came to you to find peppercorns."
Old Rongtou laughed and didn't answer. He got up and went to the kitchen. He took out a spoon and scooped up some soup. He tasted it in his mouth and nodded in praise: "It tastes pretty good. Once you put in the pepper, the soup will be better."
A lot of flavor, come on, have a taste..."
Guan Yun ran over and took a sip of the hare and wild vegetable broth. It was really delicious, and he couldn't help but whet his appetite.
"Come, eat, talk while eating." Lao Rongtou put the table and took out a bottle of old wine.
Rabbit legs are made into sesame cakes, coupled with delicious and pure broth, as well as the soju carefully brewed by Lao Rongtou. In a small courtyard at the top of Pingqiu Mountain that looks like a paradise, an old man and a young man sit opposite each other, feasting and eating.
I had to sweat profusely.
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