Cheng Yu and Jia Fei stood quietly by the lake. They recalled the divination scene that the old turtle had just transformed into, and looked at each other speechlessly.
On the far shore beside them, groups of people were rushing towards the abandoned Lake Temple, chanting "Grandpa Lake God".
There are men and women in the crowd, and the clothes are poor and expensive, but the look in everyone's eyes is almost exactly the same.
Looking at the hopes and expectations in everyone's eyes, Jia Fei frowned more and more, and asked Cheng Yu:
"Will this place really be as predicted by the old turtle?"
"..."
Cheng Yu doesn't know either...
"Alas! What is supposed to come will come anyway. It is useless for you and me to be melancholy here. Maybe that will be the scene thousands of years from now?"
After Jia Fei asked and answered his own questions, he looked at Cheng Yu with a look of inquiry, as if expecting the other party to confirm his last guess.
Cheng Yu smiled slightly, but felt something was wrong.
That old turtle cannot spend his cultivation to divine the world thousands of years from now.
But when he saw the cat demon's eyes eagerly awaiting his answer, he felt that it was too blunt to directly express what he was thinking, so he nodded and said without comment:
"It seems possible."
The cat demon felt relieved when he heard this, and then he immediately thought: Even if the doomsday scene is right in front of him, isn't there still this Great Bird Immortal here?
Thinking of this, the worries in his heart suddenly disappeared. He accidentally saw the jade gourd around Cheng Yu's waist, and remembered that he had given wine to the old turtle just now, so he pretended to be casual and said:
"Hey! Brother Cheng, you, the general inside the jade gourd, is drunk..."
Cheng Yu laughed when he heard this, took off the jade gourd pinned to the side near Jia Fei, and moved it to the outside of his waist.
Jia Fei pursed his lips when he saw it, and Cheng Yu smiled and asked:
"Do you still remember the embarrassment you felt the night you transformed?"
"That night? I remember it. Before that night, Jia Fei and I never thought that there would be a day when I would be able to change my body. If I hadn't met that immortal master that day, I would have exploded and died on the spot.
The big rat before was like a monster... hmm? Why does Brother Cheng ask this?"
"If you get this general drunk now, you will be no different from that night."
"Oh! Huh? No! Then why can that turtle demon drink it? But if I drink it, my body will explode and die?"
"The turtle demon is also a water-based demon cultivator. He, I, and the black dragon in this gourd all belong to the same line of cultivation. What he can withstand as a small demon of condensing pills may not be able to bear as a big demon like you.
."
"Oh! That's it"
Jia Fei nodded sadly, but he still had to continue practicing diligently.
Just as she was muttering in her mind, she suddenly noticed that the bird in front of her flashed away and disappeared.
She turned around and looked around, and saw the little sparrow that had been standing blankly on the roof of the deserted hall. Its eyes regained its luster, and it spread its wings and flew to her side.
"Brother Cheng, why have you returned to your true self like a sparrow?"
Hearing what the cat demon asked, Cheng Yu was speechless for a while. It turned out that just now he suddenly felt a breath in his soul, and then it turned from real to empty, and he could no longer maintain the state of his soul leaving the body. "Whoosh"
Return to your true nature with one sound.
The soul power is insufficient, resulting in the soul being unable to leave the body in a short period of time.
It seems that I will continue to be tied to this sparrow's true self.
Looking up at the direction of the sun, and then thinking back carefully, from the time when the soul of "Cheng Yu" in black was completely solidified after beheading it to the time when he was directly dragged back into the original body of the sparrow, it was almost an hour.
That’s all.
Well, I also drank a small sip of the general drunk brewed by Jiaolong, which also enhanced my soul power a lot.
In other words, under normal circumstances, Cheng Yu at this time should be able to maintain his soul transformation within an hour, which is two hours.
……
"Grandpa Lake God is back!"
"Grandpa Lake God, you have finally appeared again!"
"Grandpa Lake God, please bless me until my warehouse is full of fish and shrimps!"
In front of the ruins of the Lake Temple dozens of feet away, hundreds of people, mostly local fishermen, were kneeling. Standing outside was a small group of richly dressed people who were the government officials on the largest cruise ship in the lake just now.
Officials and Zhuang Huaijin.
They looked at the Baiding people who were kneeling on the ground. Several petty officials could not help but also knelt down quietly. In the end, only a few magistrates and Zhuang Huaijin were still standing.
……
It wasn't until that night that Cheng Yufang was able to summon the humanoid soul again at will.
After another night of breathing, it was not until the morning light faded that he was finally able to set his feet on the land on the hill beside the lake again.
Feeling the aura of the forest in the spring, he looked up and saw smoke rising from the tofu shop at the foot of the mountain again.
"Jia Fei, lend me some silver to help you."
"Good!"
Jia Fei took out a broken piece of silver and handed it to Cheng Yu, but Cheng Yu didn't take it.
"Is there any smaller one?"
"Let me see...here, this is the smallest piece."
……
Today is another market day. Father Zhang has just packed up two large wooden barrels of fresh tofu. He smells the steam of steaming tofu, and the old man feels happy.
Last time, a barrel of tofu was sold for more money than two loads of tofu.
The day before yesterday, the boss of the restaurant told him that on the day of the market, fresh tofu must be prepared and picked out early, and he would pick out as much as he wanted.
For this reason, Father Zhang stayed in the tofu shop all night, fearing that like that night, he would provoke a group of rats to spoil the beans and lose the business.
But the boss of the restaurant told him this time to bring less sugar and more salty marinade.
After asking, I found out that the diners in the outer city are no more wealthy than those in the inner city. The price of sugar juice is more than twice that of the marinade. It is really hard to sell salty marinade in the outer city.
Therefore, this time he simply delivered the salty marinade and a little sugar juice to the restaurant one day in advance, and when it was dawn, he picked up two large buckets of fresh tofu brains and delivered them to the restaurant.
As for why the sugar juice is not sold to the inner city, the government officials guarding the city gate look fierce and are even more aggressive. It is better to sell it to restaurants in the outer city and make more money, and save several miles.
"At night~Thinking~Thousands of roads, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle..."
"Get up early~Yi Yi~ selling tofu, jingge, jingg, jingg, jinggdong..."
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Father Zhang, who was in a good mood, was humming a tune while packing his load. Unexpectedly, a young gentleman in a white gown stood outside the door.
"This old...er...father-in-law is so polite."
For the first time in this world, Cheng Yu spoke to mortals in human form, and Cheng Yu almost shouted.
"Hey! This gentleman got up early..."
Father Zhang took a look at Cheng Yu, who was elegantly dressed and elegant. He was a little confused at first. Such a clean gentleman must be from the inner city. Why did he come to our remote village so early in the morning?
But then he thought of something, and suddenly said to Cheng Yu:
"Sir, I must be a foreigner who wants to go to the Lake Temple to worship the gods, right? Oops! You're on the wrong road. The Lake Temple is on the other side of Qianyuan Lake. If you walk over here, you'll have to be fast.
Half a day..."
"It's true that I'm a foreigner, but I'm not going to the Lake Temple. I'm here to buy tofu bread."
When Zhang heard this, he was surprised at first and then overjoyed, "Oh! Is it possible that my old man's tofu puffs are so famous?
Even outsiders come to eat.
"Ouch! That gentleman came at the right time. If he were a little later, he would have left the village."
Cheng Yu peeked into the tofu shop for a moment. Although the furnishings inside were a bit old, they were neatly tidied up. Judging from the clothes on his body, this father-in-law lived a prosperous life.
While he was thinking about it, he took out half a piece of silver from his arms and said:
"Dad, I want two portions of tofu puffs, the salty one."
When Father Zhang saw the silver in Cheng Yu's hand, he chuckled and quickly put down his work. He clapped his hands and rubbed two handfuls of silver behind him. He saw that Cheng Yu didn't take the broken silver in his hand.
He hesitated.
Early in the morning, I came to buy tofu nao with my money again, and I still wanted two portions.
I still remember the last time we had a fair, a lady, also thinking it was about this time, came to buy two bowls of tofu nao with money.
The only difference is that she was given sugar juice, while this gentleman wanted salty juice.
"It's hard for a young man to find this money so early in the morning..."
Father Zhang said with a smile.
"It doesn't matter, I will keep it first..."
"Ouch! Thank you for the reward, little old man!"
Father Zhang rushed to finish his words and bowed to express his thanks.
"Uh... I mean, I put it in my account, and if I eat well, I will come here more often in the future."
"Ah? Oh, this is natural, this is natural, sir, please support me more in the future."
Only then did Father Zhang take the silver and carefully put it into his arms.
Cheng Yu turned around and saw a low table and several rough wooden stools outside the house. He simply sat down on a stool and said to Mr. Zhang:
"My father-in-law, are you going out in a hurry?"
"Ah? No hurry, no hurry."
"Excuse me, please give me a bowl of salty tofu puffs first, and I'll take the other one away later. If I'm in a hurry to go out, I can lock the door. I'll finish the bowl of tofu puffs and leave the bowl with you.
."
After hearing this, Mr. Zhang agreed, turned around and took out a large clay bowl. After rinsing it with water, he filled a bowl full of steaming tofu curd.
Pour a spoonful of marinade on top, sprinkle with a handful of steamed soybeans, add a handful of green scallions, and put it on the table in front of Cheng Yu with a wooden spoon.
Cheng Yu lowered his head and saw that the color combination of the old man's tofu puffs was quite good, making him very appetizing at a glance.
Just take a sip of the smooth and tender tofu puffs at the edge of the bowl, paired with the salty marinade, and then use a spoon to scoop up a few soybeans and chopped green onions to eat together.
Cheng Yu suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, and the breath surged in his soul, and then he suppressed it on his own.
It's like I've never left that world...
If there is another fried dough stick or sesame seed cake at this time, I'm afraid he...
"Sir, is this little old man's tofu still useful?"
Father Zhang watched the guest guest take a sip, with a complicated expression on his face, and asked carefully.
"Very good! Very good!"
After hearing this, Mr. Zhang felt relieved and was about to turn around when he heard Cheng Yu ask again casually:
"My father-in-law is very good at making tofu noodles, but is it passed down from his ancestors?"
"Sir, I don't know. My family has been making tofu here for generations. The craftsmanship is indeed inherited from our ancestors, but this is making tofu puffs..."
He paused mid-sentence. Seeing that Cheng Yu was a gentleman and a foreigner, he didn't seem to have evil intentions. He lowered his voice and continued in Cheng Yu's ear:
"My nephew in the capital secretly passed it on to me after praying for the New Year. He said that since last year, the dignitaries in the capital have become popular with this way of eating, and now it has gradually spread in the capital."
"Oh, so your nephew invented this tofu noodle?"
Father Zhang chuckled when he heard this, and said with a bright smile on his face:
"If you say that my nephew is the first, it can be considered the first. Sir, I don't know, but my nephew is amazing. He is a master chef who specializes in making tofu in the back kitchen of Prince Yu's palace."
Oh...
It turns out there is someone above.
"If we go to the capital some other time, we should visit my father-in-law's nephew."
"Oh! That's a good relationship. When are you leaving sir?"
When Cheng Yu saw that the other party recognized the truth, he quickly waved his hand and said there was no rush, he would come back to visit before setting off, so he picked up the pottery bowl and scooped out the food one by one with a wooden spoon.
Father Zhang brought out another bowl of hot tofu puffs with the same ingredients as Cheng Yu's bowl. Then he bowed to Cheng Yu, locked the door, picked up two large wooden barrels, and walked steadily to the outside of the village.<
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"Pfft! Salty?"
In the woods, Jia Fei held a large stoneware bowl larger than her hands, frowned and complained:
"I want sugar juice! I want sweet tofu curd!"
Cheng Yu held back the complaints that came out of his mouth, smiled and said helplessly:
"Dad Zhang has gone to the market. I only have this bowl. If you don't want to eat it, then give it to me."
"Hey! No, no, no, no!"
Jia Fei turned around to protect the big bowl and sighed:
"Oh! Let's just make do with it... Bah! Bah! Bah..."