The matter in Baimanzhou is over, the next stop is to go to Xuanyuanzhou.
Lorraine Hill was sitting in a room in the dragon boat, looking at the night scene outside the window.
Scattered light spots began to appear on the originally dark land, where there were towns and cities. After leaving Baiman Continent, the continental counties to the north gradually became prosperous, and the number of people gradually increased.
Although the world is in chaos, and several southern continents have also suffered from floods, it is still within control. Today's world is no longer the wild Eastern continent a thousand years ago. Under the management of the dynasty for hundreds of years, many desolate places have
was reclaimed, and the existence of the powerful sects was also a stabilizing force in various places. They more or less maintained the stability of the local area. Even if the dynasty was out of order, bandits would not run rampant and various wars would occur frequently.
After all, this is a world with extraordinary power. Unlike the past era, powerful extraordinary factions were enough to suppress many petty signs, making some people afraid to do evil easily.
The thoughts in his mind turned, and a suspended and virtual terrain map appeared in front of Lorraine Hill's eyes. On it, you can see the location of Xuanyuan Continent, which is west of the center of the southwest, with two mountain ranges running east and west.
Between them, you can see that Youcheng is located in this huge canyon.
Tugujian Youcheng is a major sect in Xuanyuan Continent. The disciples in the sect rarely go out for walks, but there are still many people who have heard of the name of this sect.
The faction named after the city naturally has its historical reasons, because it was originally a chaotic vortex, and the disciples of this faction were ordered to guard this place. As time went by, its population increased and became more and more prosperous.
The current Jianyou City is not only the name of the faction, but also the name of the huge local city. The two overlap and sometimes cause confusion.
But nowadays, unless specifically stated, Jianyou City often refers to the local giant city. It is one of the nine giant cities in the dynasty. It is home to millions of people. It is extremely prosperous and unique.
Thinking back on the information in his mind, Lorraine Hill remembered another thing, which was the secret history of the previous dynasty. This was learned from the depths of the classics room within the Xianyu Sect.
It is said that the chaotic vortex in Xuanyuan Continent was very violent at that time, and later a witch was sealed and imprisoned in it. With the help of her ability, the abyss was calmed down and the seal was strong.
Not all witches are kind-hearted people, and some behave particularly surly and cruelly. Wufeng also fought with other witches in the Eastern Continent back then, and it was not always smooth sailing. This witch was one of the losers that year and was imprisoned in Xuanyuan.
Deep in the abyss of the continent, she used her power to suppress the vortex.
It’s just that now that the chaotic vortex on the earth has been completely solved by himself, I don’t know what the situation of the witch is now. After Wufeng defeated those witch opponents, they did not kill them all. Most of them were just expelled and sealed, and they slowly disappeared from the world.
in memory.
This time she went to Xuanyuan Continent not only to win over and know Jian Youcheng's current intentions, but also to look for traces of the witch from back then to see if there were any new problems that needed to be solved.
In the dragon boat, Lorraine Hill cleared his thoughts, then opened the light yellow diary and wrote some things in it.
The copper-colored metal pen tip flows out dark ink, and draws clear traces on the soft paper, outlining each handwriting. The bends are slightly rounded, and the shape is also quite charming, giving people a clear and serious feeling.
It doesn't feel careless and careless.
After gaining extraordinary power, Lorraine Hill's grasp of the pen and hand was infinitely better than in his previous life. Even without special training, his handwriting was much better.
Perhaps this is why there is no special worship of calligraphy in the world today, because everyone knows that high-level extraordinary people have special advantages in writing.
Without a fair competition environment, there would be no channel to demonstrate one's own efforts, and naturally there would be no room for worship and imitation.
In the room at night, the candlelight lengthened the girl's figure, and the edges of her long hair became a little hazy in the light, dyed with an orange halo, giving people a particularly quiet and nostalgic feeling. Thinking of many past events, for a while
Time blurs.
…
Time passed quietly, and when the girl raised her body and put down the pen in her hand, the peaceful state was broken, and this small world seemed to come alive again.
Speaking of which, it was getting late. Lorraine Hill looked out the window. It was pitch black at this time, and all he could see was the ink-like night sky.
Why did he suddenly want to eat? Thinking of this, Lorraine Hill felt a little funny for himself.
You can eat if you want, but if you go out at this time, it will disturb other people, or she also has some idol baggage. If she is seen making some midnight snacks in the kitchen, will it become something everyone talks about?
Wow, His Highness Luo Lan was cooking in the kitchen last night. It sounds like something is wrong.
But it's not always good to call others at this time. It's better to go alone. She shook her head, shook her hair behind her, and then stood up.
After putting away the pen and diary in his hand, Lorraine Hill came to the dressing mirror in the room and looked at his clothes and face. There was nothing wrong with him. Then he walked quietly to the door, pulled the bolt, and opened the door.
The wooden door is light and strong. When you hold it and push it open, you can feel the slight friction from the connection with the door frame. But fortunately, the dragon boat is built by skilled craftsmen and does not make too much noise.
A gust of cool wind poured into the room from the corridor, making Lorraine Hill's face feel a little cold. She closed the door and looked at the exit of the stairs leading to the upper floor. It was open, and the wind from the deck of the dragon ship poured into the corridor.
, blowing towards the rear cabin to prevent the interior from being dull.
Because it was getting late, there was no one in the corridor. There were only a few disciples guarding the entrance and exit. They didn't feel cold standing in the night wind. They were probably distracted while standing guard, and most of the disciples who came here knew how to do it.
Do this.
At this moment, these people were not looking towards the corridor. Some of them were guarding the exit to the deck with their backs to Lorraine Hill, while others were turning the corner to look at the night view outside the railing, occasionally whispering to their companions.
Lorraine Hill lifted his steps with some ease and walked towards the depths of the corridor, which led to the lower level, where there was a kitchen and a storage room.
Although she could take out the stored food from the storage space, she still wanted to eat something hot. And if she ate in the room, would it make the whole room smell? The disciples who would clean it tomorrow would smell it.
, will it be associated with some things that are not very good for the image?
Lorraine Hill was thinking about these things in her heart, wondering whether she should work hard to maintain a certain image.
If you don't maintain it, I always feel that it will break many people's illusions and live up to others' expectations, but it will be a bit troublesome if you keep doing it, and it will be bad if one day you can't pretend anymore.
Even the great people in history have their own little hobbies and characteristics. There are also times when they are not so great or even naive. Thinking about this, the pressure in Lorraine Hill's heart is much less.
Walking through the corridor at night and walking down the stairs inside the dragon boat, the fluttering skirt rises and falls with the steps, rubbing the knees and skin from time to time, and the soft and cool feeling of silk also comes. After walking down the stairs, the lower layer of the skirt undulates.
The situation also appeared in Lorraine Hill's eyes.
Three glass-covered night lights hang on the corridor inward, emitting a soft halo. The door to the dining area used by the crew is still open, but no one is inside at this time, and only pictures can be seen.
Empty wooden seats.
Moving softly, I walked through the deserted restaurant. Behind it was the cooking area. The kitchen had been closed, and there were horizontal bolts on it.
Lorraine Hill lifted the horizontal bolt, moved it to one side, and then opened the slightly sloping door with a creak, and the dim kitchen appeared in front of him.
She lit a small, round fireball and flew it swaying towards the dark kitchen, then walked to the cabinet on the side, where the ingredients should be stored.
The cabinet door carved with dragon patterns was covered with a faint sheen of oil, and a faint smell could be smelled in it. This was an inevitable product of kitchen fumes. Lorraine Hill didn't care at all. He pinched the handle of the cabinet door and pulled it open.
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It is divided into four layers. The top layer contains spices and various small bags and boxes. The second layer is vegetables, which are neatly stacked. Among them are eggplants and green vegetables, as well as mushrooms and peppers. The third layer is potatoes and pumpkins.
, sweet potatoes, and on the fourth floor there is a bronze-style ice plate with frozen pork and beef.
There are three such cabinets, and the ingredients placed in each place are different. Generally speaking, it is still very rich. The dragon boat lands once every three days on average, and will buy a lot of fresh ingredients for storage. If it is a special voyage, its interior
There are also large cold storages that store non-perishable food, but they are not fresh enough and are generally not used.
Lorraine Hill bent down from time to time, or squatted in front of the cabinet door, looking at the ingredients, thinking about what kind of recipes to put together to make today's dinner.
It has been more than half a year since the last time I cooked by myself. It seems that after returning to Xiangyu Sect, everyone took good care of themselves and never went out to the kitchen again. However, when Min Ze was traveling, he did it himself
Several times, Bai Zao also taught some local special recipes.
Let's eat noodles. Steaming rice is still too troublesome at this time. Lorraine Hill blinked and made a decision.
She first took out a piece of light red pork, cut off part of it, and put the excess back on the ice. Then she cut the remaining piece into thin slices, rinsed it briefly with water, and put it in a bowl.
Then came the other seasonings. Lorraine Hill cut and peeled some garlic first, then cut it into fine pieces and put it in the bowl with the meat slices.
Pour in a little cooking wine, add minced garlic, add an appropriate amount of salt and soy sauce, and she kneads and stirs the meat slices with her hands.
The meat slices and soy sauce were a little cold and sticky. As they were kneaded and mixed, the salt slowly melted between the fingers, and a slight aroma of wine overflowed from the bowl. After marinating, Lorraine Hill washed his hands with water.
, and then boil the water.
While waiting for the water to boil, she went to the cupboard and took out a green vegetable. She couldn't tell the specific name. After all, most of these vegetables were similar but had different names.
At this time, the one in Lorraine Hill's hand had a crisp white stem at the root, with light green leaves on top. After cutting off the root, Lorraine Hill tore the leaves apart, and then washed them in a basin of clear water.
The water is cool and refreshing, and when you touch the edge of the leaf with your fingers, you feel a slight itching, which is very slight and fleeting.
After washing the leaves, drain the water and put them on the table. Lorraine Hill cut them easily, and the water was almost boiling.
First add the marinated meat slices, then Lorraine Hill washes the three mushrooms, cuts them into small pieces, and puts them into the pot.
Meat and mushrooms are not easy to cook, so they have to be put in first. After waiting for two minutes, Lorraine Hill will start to go down. It is almost the thickness of the gap in the middle when you make a fist with your hand, clasp your thumb on the four fingers, and hold it empty.
People have different body types, and the size of their palms also changes accordingly. Therefore, the amount of noodles can be taken out more accurately, so that you will not put too much and not finish it, or put too little and not enough.
Men and people with larger bodies have larger palms, so they can naturally take out more noodles. For someone with a body like Lorraine Hill, her palms are also smaller, so the noodles she takes out are suitable for her to eat in one go.
Seeing that the noodles were softening in the boiling water, Lorraine Hill stirred them slightly with chopsticks, then put the green vegetables into it. Finally, he took out a green onion, washed it, cut it into small pieces, and put it into the pot.
The white steam is steaming, and the aroma of the noodles is overflowing. The onion emits a pleasant fragrance after being heated, which arouses some appetite. Finally, Lorraine Hill pours a spoonful of sesame oil, adds a little salt, waits for a while, and then extinguishes the fire.
After taking the noodles out of the bowl, pour the soup just enough to submerge the noodles in the bowl. There is not much waste. Lorraine Hill rinsed the pot and set it aside.
In this way, today's dinner is ready.
Holding the chopsticks and holding the white porcelain and hot noodle bowl, Lorraine Hill walked out of the kitchen cautiously and came to the quiet restaurant nearby. She placed the bowl on the table. Only then did she let go of her hand and gently float it in the air.
Shake it a few times to dissipate the heat.
Now he could enjoy it with peace of mind. Lorraine Hill sat by the window, lit a big candle, placed it next to the table, and then dissipated the small fireball, feeling relaxed and comfortable.
In the candlelight, the clear oil in the noodle soup reflects a little light and ripples slightly. Its fine orange-red light and shadow are dotted with a little green onion. Occasionally, a few pieces of light white tender meat pop out from the gaps in the noodles, exuding the light in the candlelight.
There was a trace of white air, and two pieces of mushrooms were floating in the clear oil at the corners, looking very soft.
Holding the chopsticks, Lorraine Hill picked up a little noodles. Because she was afraid of oil splashing on her body, she lowered her head slightly, then pressed the dress on her chest with her hands, and then started eating in small bites.
The fragrance of the noodles penetrated into the nose along with the steaming white air. It warmed the slightly cold nasal cavity, and a slightly familiar and nostalgic feeling came to my heart.
When did I eat the most noodles? It was probably when I was in middle school in my previous life.
At that time, I had to get up at half past five every day and go to the noodle shop in front of the school at around six o'clock. At this time, it was still dark, the air was very cold, and there were no people on the street. I was in the shadow of the street lights.
, and other students rode their bicycles to the front of the school, and then sat in front of the table that was stained with oily smoke and finished today's breakfast before entering the school to go to class.
At that time, my favorite thing was ramen, but unfortunately I didn’t know how to make it. Later, when I started working, I would cook noodles by myself in the house after get off work.
As time went by, I became more and more proficient in the craftsmanship below. At first I would use some chili peppers and seasoning powders, but later I discarded them. I felt that the taste was too messy and not as good as the original fragrance of the ingredients.
It's really sad and skillful. When Lorraine Hill thinks about the past, he feels a little nostalgic and wants to laugh a little.
But, whenever it is quiet at night like this, when I sit there and eat noodles, I will think about many things. Sometimes I feel sad, sometimes I look forward to it, sometimes I think of my childhood, and sometimes a word that I haven’t seen for a long time pops up in my mind.
past name.
Lamenting the passage of time and the changes in people and things.
The former elementary school and junior high school have been merged and disappeared. The group of laughing friends back then have long since disappeared. Even if they meet again, they may only smile at each other and then pass by.