Songs suddenly came from the ruins of the Fairy Temple, which was really scary in this spooky weather. Sun Daqi pointed to a big rock in the distance and said: "Look carefully, there will be a woman's shadow appearing after a while, don't be scared."
Come on. This is not a ghost, let alone a fairy. It is just the miraculous work of nature. By some kind of chance, a woman's song and dance was preserved."
Li Qingyun had long heard about the origin of the Fairy Temple, and was mentally prepared for it. He hugged his cousin who fell into his arms, feeling helpless and secretly proud, thinking to himself, this is the benefit of a bold man.
"Similar to things like phonological stones, there are many places in the world with similar natural wonders. Every time there is a thunderstorm, a certain fixed scene will be reproduced, either with sound or image, and with sound and again.
There are very few wonders with images, and they can be used as one of the important attractions when tourism is developed in the future."
Yang Yunu secretly raised her head and saw that everyone was calm. It was hard for her to get out of Li Qingyun's arms. As expected, a faint white figure appeared on the big stone pointed by Sun Daqi, whose appearance and age could not be seen.
, I just feel very young, with enchanting figure and fluttering clothes, showing the most authentic ancient singing and dancing.
The two hunting dogs, which had been quiet along the way, were now very frightened and barked at the illusory figure. Li Qingyun quickly comforted them with a few words and put his arms around their necks to calm down the two hunting dogs.
Very briefly, only a few dozen seconds, the white figure gradually disappeared, and the singing also faded away.
The ancient mountain people did not know the relationship between electricity and magnetic field, and thought they had really seen a fairy. So they built a temple here, and hunters who passed by came to worship. During festivals, people at the bottom of the mountain would also come here to worship.
There was a time when the incense here was very prosperous.
Grandma Fu waved to the white figure that had just disappeared with nostalgia and reluctance, as if she was saying goodbye to a special friend.
"This kind of spectacle does not happen every time it thunders or rains. It also depends on fate." Grandma Fu corrected.
Sun Daqi said nonchalantly: "Yes, yes, this fairy is most destined to you. Every time you come, she will appear. You don't know how many times you have said this. How can there be such a coincidence? Maybe a
When puppies and kittens pass by here, she will appear and dance."
Granny Fu said angrily: "When you were young and went hunting in the mountains, you often passed by here. How many times did you encounter it when it rained and thundered? Li Chunqiu also often passed by here. How could he say that it thundered and rained hundreds of times? He only saw
Two or three times?”
"..." Sun Daqi was afraid of angering his wife and stopped fighting back, but looking at his expression, it was obvious that he still disagreed.
The weather in the mountains is unpredictable, with thunderstorms coming quickly and clearing up quickly. In the blink of an eye, a strong wind blew by, and most of the dark clouds overhead dispersed. The sun peeked out from the gaps in the dark clouds. The midday sun was very bright, sweeping away all the weirdness.
A gloomy and depressing atmosphere.
Li Qingyun cut bamboo from the hillside. Each section is more than 20 centimeters, as thick as a wrist. He made a small opening at one end, about the size of a one-yuan coin. He stuffed the soaked glutinous rice into the bamboo tube. At the same time, he mixed in ham, bacon, and mushroom foam.
, diced space vegetables... Add about 100 ml of water to each bamboo tube, and then use grass leaves to plug the small holes in the bamboo tube tightly to prevent air leakage.
He was very fast. By the time Sun Daqi raised the fire, Li Qingyun had already made eight bamboo tubes and said: "Today at noon, I will change the taste and try my Li family's secret bamboo tube rice. The taste is absolutely first-class. Haha, let's eat barbecue again,
Grandma Fu’s stomach may not be able to hold it.”
Grandma Fu was stunned, pointing at the bamboo tube in Li Qingyun's hand and speechless: "You, you...when did you soak the glutinous rice? When did you prepare the bacon? Mushrooms? And beans, green peppers, eggplants, cucumbers? My child?
Ah, how many things are you carrying in your backpack? Is it heavy and tiring? Oh, you really have to worry about me, an old woman."
Li Qingyun smiled and said: "No matter where it is, this is what I should do. Grandma Fu, you and Yu Nu just concentrate on warming the fire. Once the moisture on your body is dry, you will be able to eat delicious bamboo rice. We won't have lunch at noon.
To make broth, there is no place to hunt, but I have canned fruits and starch, so we can make sweet soup."
Li Qingyun said, after finishing the last bamboo tube rice in his hand, he opened his backpack and took out two cans of assorted fruits. There were all kinds of fruits, red, yellow, yellow, green, which made people drool.
Yang Yunu took a look at Li Qingyun's backpack and wanted to open it several times, but resisted: "It's obviously not heavy, how can it hold so many things? You also brought two cans of fruit that are so heavy.
Jar?”
"Haha, it's not like you don't know that I'm very strong. Don't talk about this backpack, if I carry another one, we..." Li Qingyun looked at Sun Daqi's malicious eyes and immediately changed his mind, "If we carry another backpack, we will really carry it
Stop moving."
Yang Yunu pursed her lips and snickered, and hurriedly moved over to help Li Qingyun set up the rack. The rack for roasting bamboo tube rice was different from other racks. It needed to be set up into a rectangular rack. The bamboo poles of the bamboo tube rice should be placed horizontally on the rack, evenly
When heated, it needs to be turned constantly. It needs to be turned more carefully than roasted chicken or rabbit, otherwise there will be uneven cold and heat, and the coexistence of raw and cooked food.
It sounds complicated. In fact, it is like using fresh branches to form a long barbecue grill. Bake on open fire for fifteen minutes, and then turn to medium heat for three to five minutes. Depending on the color of the fresh bamboo tube, you can choose to turn to low heat, or you can choose to put it in
Stay in the fire for a while.
This meal was definitely faster than roasting a rabbit. It didn't take long for Li Qingyun to take down the eight bamboo tube rice and put it under the fire, ready to simmer for a while. Then he changed the stand, raised the pot, and poured it into the fire.
Add two bottles of canned fruits, add appropriate water, bring to a boil, add starch paste, stir quickly, and a pot of thick and bright assorted fruit soup is ready.
Take it off the shelf and put it on the stone next to it to cool down. Sun Daqi can't wait to take out the bamboo tube rice, cool it down a little, and then split the bamboo tube rice from the middle with a hunting knife.
This splitting must also be done carefully, not too hard or too fast. After splitting a small opening in the bamboo tube, move the knife slowly, let the hot air inside spray out, and don't burn your hands.
When the air is released, a special rice fragrance mixed with the fragrance of bamboo and vegetables... all penetrate into people's nostrils. When people who are already hungry smell this fragrance, their stomachs suddenly growl.
, the saliva is almost flowing out.
"Well, this skill is good, much better than what Li Laoer did." Sun Daqi rarely attacked Fuwa, but still did not let Li Chunqiu go.
He divided the bamboo tube rice into two halves, handed half to Granny Fu, and kept the other half for himself. He didn't care whether it burned his mouth or not, so he stuffed it into his mouth with chopsticks.
"It's delicious. Wife, you should try it quickly. I don't know what he put in it. It tastes so scary. Hmm... just smelling this fragrance will clear away the fatigue of the whole morning."
When Li Qingyun split a bamboo tube rice, Sun Daqi had almost finished half of the bamboo tube rice.
"There are plenty of them, and no one is trying to compete with you. Maybe you should eat more slowly? Even if you don't care about your manners, you still have to be careful about the temperature. How many people eat bamboo tube rice just out of the oven like you do? You're not afraid of being burned to death.
." Li Qingyun taught Sun Daqi a lesson and handed half of the rice in the bamboo tube to his cousin.
Yang Yunu couldn't wait too long. He shoveled rice into his mouth and shouted: "Why didn't the bamboo tube rice you made before taste as good as now? That time when we made bamboo tube rice in the village, we almost destroyed your grandfather's house.
Light..."
"Please don't say it. Come, I also have hot pepper kimchi and red oil mustard shreds here. Add a little to taste better." Li Qingyun said, hurriedly opened his backpack and gave a gift to his cousin, begging her not to tell the embarrassing things about her childhood. This
It’s bamboo tube rice made with Lingquan and space vegetables. Can the half-cooked bamboo tube rice I made when I was a kid compare to this rice today?
As soon as Sun Daqi heard that there were pickles, he ran over and snatched half of them. Grandma Fu had a bad appetite and couldn't eat spicy food, so Li Qingyun had the opportunity to eat the remaining pickles. Pickles in the mountains are as valuable as gold. Every time they show up,
They will all be robbed.
A few people were having a good meal when they saw two young Taoist priests walking down the mountain. One of them was Qingfeng, and the other young Taoist priest with a dark complexion should be his senior brother. The two of them were holding a few raincoats, looking a little embarrassed.
"Hello, donors, the little Taoist Qingfeng is polite." Qingfeng was familiar with them and was the first to speak, "When I returned to the mountain, I told Master about Mr. Sun. Master was very happy and asked us to go down the mountain to greet him. At the same time,
We also knew that there would be a passing rain today, so we ordered us to get a few more raincoats. Unfortunately, our fellow apprentices were a bit slow and missed the heavy rain."
The black-faced little Taoist priest said in a sullen voice: "I am a pure and polite Taoist. I have met all the donors."
Li Qingyun made a "pop" sound and spat out the canned fruit soup in his mouth. Damn, who gave this little Taoist a dharma name? Pure? If you don't look pure, don't call it pure. If you pretend to be pure, you will be punished.
Round.
The black-faced little Taoist priest immediately glared at Li Qingyun and asked angrily: "This donor, why did you vomit?"
"This sweet soup is too hot. You will vomit if you drink it." Li Qingyun knew that his unintentional move made the black-faced little Taoist priest angry.
Qingfeng hurriedly pulled the black-faced Taoist priest and changed the subject: "What is so fragrant? We brothers haven't had lunch yet. It's better to come early than to come by chance. Let's try Brother Li's craftsmanship again. Wait.
When we get to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, I will compensate you with my best food."
"No, there's still half a pot of sweet soup. Do you want to try it?" Li Qingyun pointed to the bamboo shells on the ground, burped again, one or two, and drank another bowl of sweet soup. He was too full.
Grandma Fu had a bad appetite, so she finished a whole portion, and the remaining portion was eaten by Sun Daqi.
The two little Taoist priests may have been really hungry, but they didn't care, so they divided half of the soup between them and finished the two pots of sweet soup.
After the black-faced Taoist priest finished drinking, he patted his belly and said solemnly to Li Qingyun: "I drank, but I didn't vomit."
Li Qingyun felt that this guy was a bit aggressive, so he replied angrily: "Well, I will tell you, did I just spit out the half of the pot you drank?"
"You, I... vomit..." The black-faced little Taoist priest was so innocent. As his name suggests, he fell for the trick, covered his mouth and ran into the grass, vomiting. (To be continued...)