The sun has not yet risen in the east, and the entire Qingyang County is still shrouded in the silence of the night.
Lin Ji got up from the bed and simply put on a big coat. After washing, he hummed a tune and walked out of the small courtyard against the cold wind of early spring.
After wandering along the way for about a hundred steps, the drunkenness from last night had completely dissipated.
Some small traders who got up early to do business saw Mr. Lin and said hello with a smile.
"Captain Lin got up so early again?"
"yes."
Lin Ji responded to the greetings from acquaintances perfunctorily, and soon arrived at the county government office.
At the door, the yamen servant who was unfortunately assigned to watch the night was leaning against the door and snoring loudly.
Lin Ji looked at the half-broken cloth belt hanging on the boy's belt and guessed that his wallet might have been taken away by some daring guy last night.
That's it, I'm still guarding the door.
Passing by the county government office, Lin Ji didn't even have the slightest idea of going in.
With a few quick steps, I arrived in front of the Li family's sesame cake shop.
There are already many people queuing up here, some of them are traders who got up early, and some are servants of wealthy families who have been sent out to run errands.
"It's so early to arrest Mr. Lin. How many sesame cakes do you want?" Lao Li greeted with a smile and directly listed Lin Ji as a priority.
"Two sesame cakes, I want them freshly baked." Lin Ji didn't show any pretense and said with a yawn.
"okay!"
Lao Li quickly packed the two sesame seed cakes with oil paper, then took out a clean cloth bag and put the sesame seed cakes in it.
The cloth bag is used to keep the biscuits warm.
No one in the county knows that Capt. Lin has a mouth full of fish.
When he wanted this sesame seed cake, he wanted to go to the donkey meat shop to buy cooked donkey meat made from the tenderest tenderloin of a donkey that was killed in the middle of the night.
Then I ate the steaming pancakes freshly baked in two or three bites.
In the words of Mr. Lin, this is called authentic.
Lin Ji took the cloth bag, said that he would give the money when he paid the bill, and then hurried toward the donkey meat shop with brisk steps.
You can cook it slowly when you arrive, but even if the sesame cake is kept warm by a cloth wrapper, it will get cold if you wait for a long time.
If sesame biscuits are not hot to the touch, can they still be called sesame biscuits?
Donkey meat shop.
When the boss saw Lin Ji appearing, he directly handed over the donkey meat that had been placed in front of the chopping board.
"The old rules." Lin Ji said.
"I know, let's settle the account!"
Lin Ji nodded, took the donkey meat, and trotted back to his home.
He quickly walked into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, opened the cloth bag, divided the sesame seed cake into two pieces, and stuffed the donkey meat into it.
After three or two mouthfuls, two pieces of donkey meat were burned down, and Lin Ji sighed with satisfaction.
"It has to taste like this." Enjoying delicious food is one of the few pleasures he has had since he came to this world.
By this point, it was already daylight.
On both sides of the road in front of my home, vendors have set up stalls.
There was also a steady stream of shouts outside.
Lin Ji walked to the small courtyard, opened the door, and then placed a bamboo deck chair in the corner.
He brought out a small table and put the tea set on it. He then pinched a handful of the Yuqian tea from Yangzhou that he had picked up from a passing vendor a while ago and threw it into the teapot.
Then Lin Ji lay on the lounge chair, squinting his eyes and enjoying the first ray of sunshine in the morning.
When he first traveled to this world, he set a life goal for himself: to find a stable job, earn some money, buy a small courtyard, then marry a little wife and give birth to a litter of cubs...
It seems that there is only one beautiful lady missing from my small goal, but in fact it is a thousand miles away.
Lin Ji originally thought that in this world he only needed to do a few things like copying documents, but while he was copying, he was visited by demons and ghosts. If it weren't for Karma Bo Duan in his arms, the grass on his grave would be several feet high now.
Since discovering the dangers of this world, he had to embark on the path of slaying demons. Hell, if you don't kill demons, you will only be played by demons.
After taking a nap for about half an hour, there were footsteps outside the hospital.
It was a servant of the Zhou Mansion, carrying a wooden bucket and walking into the courtyard of Lin Ji's house.
"Lin Captou, I heard that you are back. This is the spring water that was just taken from the mountain this morning."
Lin Ji didn't even bother to open his eyes.
"I was busy all day yesterday and didn't turn on the stove. Go and turn on the stove for me and boil the water."
"okay."
The servants of the Zhou family walked into Lin Ji's kitchen with ease, lit a fire in the stove, and started to boil water.
After a while, the water boiled.
He carried boiling water again and walked out.
Lin Ji rarely opened his eyes half way and looked at this boy's actions.
First, I rinsed the teacup and teapot with boiling water.
Then he poured half a pot of boiling water into the teapot.
After waiting for a while, after the tea leaves in the teapot were brewed and the fragrance of tea overflowed, he poured out the half of the tea and added boiling water.
After doing all this, he carefully poured out half a cup of tea and placed it next to Lin Ji's hand.
"Yes, the boy can be taught." Lin Ji nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, and sent him away.
As the county's demon hunter, Lin Ji is considered the number one figure in Qingyang County, so he naturally has a lot of people to fawn over him.
His casual words can cause people doing business in the county to get into trouble.
Although he usually didn't bother to act arrogant, he couldn't stand the fear of these businessmen, so he had people coming to fawn over him all day long.
Lin Ji was quite resistant at first, saying that this was the beginning of his degeneration.
Later, I got used to it.
I drank tea made from mountain spring water before the rain, and slept for a while to get rid of my sleepiness.
Lin Ji stretched out and slowly climbed up from the recliner.
When I opened the door of my cellar in the yard, a chill hit my face.
This is an icehouse made of ice cubes brought down from the mountain during the coldest time of the year.
Walking into the cellar, I found a large, tightly covered bowl placed on a large piece of ice.
What was in the bowl was the soup stock he made on a whim a month ago.
Three chickens, two ducks, five kilograms of ribs, and it took a whole night to cook three kilograms of broth.
Add the mashed chicken meat and add it to the soup, filtering the residue over and over again until the broth is as clear as spring water.
Carefully cut out half a pound of the frozen solid soup stock and put the rest back into the cellar.
Then I went to the yard and picked a cabbage that had just been frosted.
The cabbage, which is as big as a human head, is peeled off repeatedly, leaving only the innermost three or two tender, watery leaves.
Then he started to heat the chicken soup. Before long, the chicken soup on the fire was already exuding a mellow and attractive aroma.
Lin Ji smelled it, nodded with satisfaction, and threw in the carefully selected cabbage leaves.
When the cabbage was still raw, I went to the kitchen to get a handful of noodles and boiled water in a pot.
During this period, he felt that the fire was starting too slowly, so he used his spiritual energy to activate it for a while.
Boil the water, below.
After the noodles were ready, Lin Ji took them out.
Just on the other side, the cabbage cooked in the broth was also cooked.
Lift the pot, pour half a pound of stock and a few cabbage on the noodles.
"Put boiled cabbage over the noodles and it's done." Lin Ji's eyes lit up and he felt drool filling his mouth.
I walked into the yard with the noodles and was ready to eat.
At this moment, a head suddenly appeared at the gate.
"Boss, what are you eating that tastes so delicious?"
It was Lu Cong who smelled the smell and came.
"It's none of your business." Lin Ji rolled his eyes.